Chapter 689: Chapter 119: Three Souls Return to Their Places
“Putz—”
Sacrificial Heaven Ancient City was split in half, and many cultivators within the Ancient City were killed instantly by the shockwave.
At the same time, the Yuan Ci Secret Realm faced a brutal impact, nearly shattering into ruins; the Thunder Expansion Sacred Land within the realm collapsed outright.
White Fox, whose cultivation had just recovered to the Nine Refinements of Sword Tribulation, suffered a heavy blow and immediately spurted blood from all seven orifices.
“Hum—”
At this moment, Feng Lingqing’s treasured sword, Frost Snow Saint Sword, suddenly burst forth with an intense light, protecting her and everyone nearby, including Qi Meng and Feng Ling Bamboo.
A massive shockwave rippled out, causing the space within the Yuan Ci Secret Realm to shatter piece by piece.
“Hmph!”
Sisi coldly snorted and vanished in a flash of blood light.
Qi Meng, Feng Ling Bamboo, and Feng Lingqing, among others, stood frozen in place.
…
Outside the blood mist.
Lilith’s face suddenly changed. She was horrified and rushed toward the blood mist without a second thought.
But then, the chilling voice of Mu Qingyan wafted through, “Lilith, retreat! Do not enter here, retreat quickly!”
Lilith stood frozen in place, unable to react in time, when she heard a cold voice say, “Want to leave? No one can escape. Once I become the Immortal Evil Soul, all lives within these Breeding Grounds and Plane Prisons will become my source of nourishment.”
The Evil Soul sneered maliciously.
Mu Qingyan, overwhelmed with grief and rage, cried out desperately, “Evil Soul, I’ll fight you to the end!”
“You are not capable.”
The Evil Soul, disdainful, sent out a glance that forged Order Chains, which locked onto Mu Qingyan, preventing her from exerting any power.
In her eyes were dense layers of sorrow and despair.
She almost numbly looked towards Zhou Yan, watching her husband desperately clinging to life with the help of many relatives around him.
…
Zhou Yan plunged into darkness, his strand of Spiritual Wisdom dragged into a dark, cramped space.
There, he saw a man in Golden Armor sitting in the center of the space.
“Senior…”
“You are about to perish unless something unexpected happens. All I can do is preserve this strand of your soul’s Spiritual Wisdom. Where there is consciousness, there is life.”
The man in Golden Armor sighed.
Zhou Yan felt no surprise, just a deep sadness.
In the end, he had failed; he was going to die here. Even the soon-to-be-perfect third incarnation of his soul was about to be plundered.
Zhou Yan had no regrets; his astute Nine Orifice Exquisite Heart had never deceived him, his instincts always reliable. After a period of absence, his instincts had surged once again, and Zhou Yan had trusted them.
But this time, he had been outwitted by the Evil Soul and fallen into a trap.
Zhou Yan could feel the endless energy of the Thunder Domain entering his body, as well as the three Residual Souls from Heavenly Soul Mountain, beginning their perfect fusion and refinement.
In every moment, Zhou Yan felt himself growing stronger, yet it wasn’t truly him that was becoming powerful.
He also sensed the changes in Mu Qingyan, her grief, and helplessness.
Zhou Yan’s heart ached immensely, but he was powerless and had not recovered any memories of being Lei Yan King.
Instead, this Evil Soul was a malign thought that had emanated from Lei Yan King.
Lei Yan King, having endured many hardships and cultivated the Demon Heart Sword Body, was inevitably imperfect, and malign thoughts lingered.
It was like the backlash of a Void Body; sometimes, that is the greatest sorrow for a cultivator.
“Senior…”
“There’s no need to call me. I can’t do much. If I intervened, it could easily deal with it, but it would bring forth a great terror from the Plane, leading to the destruction of countless Planes and the havoc of all living beings.”
The man in Golden Armor sighed again.
Zhou Yan fell silent.
“Before, I could help you because you could control your own body. I used your body to condense your will, soul thoughts, and even Divine Thoughts, which could slay enemies from miles away and warn you of dangers, all rooted in your own capabilities. Now… you’ve even lost the ability to control yourself, what more can I do?
Moreover, if I were capable, I wouldn’t have let Lee Ran perish.”
“Emperor Qi Pangu, Sword Body Xuan Yuan. You and Lee Ran both possess the Pangu Bloodline and my Xuanyuan Bloodline. If possible, I would never allow such a once-in-a-million-year genius to perish.”
The man in Golden Armor sighed again, his expression complex and his words filled with desolate helplessness.
Zhou Yan heard this and finally succumbed to despair.
Was this lifetime truly at its end?
Would he never see his family and friends again?
Was his daughter Sisi alright?
Was Yanyan still safe?
Even as a mere strand of Spiritual Wisdom, these thoughts brought Zhou Yan to grief.
“Perhaps, there might be a slight chance… Yet, it’s profoundly lamentable.”
The man in Golden Armor seemed to be talking to himself, but Zhou Yan could no longer hear clearly.
…
“Good, the fusion is 99% complete, nearly perfect!”
The Evil Soul was exuberant, at the moment of peak culmination, he transformed into a streak of blood light and suddenly shot towards Zhou Yan’s forehead.
At that moment, a sensation of deadly stillness and dissolution overwhelmed Zhou Yan’s soul.
He, Zhou Yan, was going to die, trapped in this tiny space like the man in Golden Armor, waiting for a nearly non-existent chance.
In that moment, Zhou Yan suddenly felt something was wrong because after the sensation of death descended, he did not disappear and still existed.
Suddenly, Zhou Yan’s Spiritual Wisdom violently shook because he saw a scene that made his soul ache.
At the same time, Mu Qingyan’s face also became extremely crazed and tragic.
“Evil Soul, you harmed my Father King, I have set up the Purple Flame Forbidden Zone and waited many years for this day! I will utterly annihilate you, never to transcend or reincarnate!”
A wildly furious flame suddenly surged up, the horrific space Purple Flame swept over all the Golden Fragments, emitting a blaze that seemed to snatch the light of the sun and the moon.
The intense Purple Flame burned fiercely, the small body of Yanyan and the ferocious body of Evil Soul spinning together.
The Evil Soul was trapped in the core of the Purple Flame, struggling intensely but unable to break free, letting out unwilling roars and furious shouts, seemingly never believing that this change could occur.
And Yanyan’s entire body burst into flames, as if to be eternally extinguished in the flames, completely perishing together with the Evil Soul.
“I am your father, you cannot kill me!”
The Evil Soul roared, its voice sorrowful.
“You are the Evil Soul, the malevolent thoughts of my father, you must die! You harmed my father, you harmed my mother, you led Yanyan to kill the innocent, if you do not die, Yanyan will never find peace in his heart!”
Yanyan’s voice was cold and merciless.
…
Mu Qingyan was profoundly saddened, tormented by pain.
Zhou Yan’s soul trembled, yet he was so powerless.
One scheme after another, one ring leading into another. The situation grew increasingly terrifying but correspondingly, displayed a fiercely tragic scene.
The Purple Flame gradually weakened, the Evil Soul gradually dissipated, Yanyan also gradually became ethereal.
“Father King, Yanyan is leaving, Yanyan has finally… done something to be proud of. Yanyan is no longer that naughty, trouble-making, who likes to anger Father King.”
“Yanyan is not that evil-filled Little Witch anymore…”
Yanyan’s voice was even more ethereal and feeble.
Yet, this scene suddenly froze.
Amidst endless Blood Light, from the Soul Suppressing Stele, a person dressed in black bounded by endless Order Chains flew out, his black hair like a cascade, his figure as if cast by the Heavenly Dao.
“Yanyan, how could Father King abandon you? Father King knew you would do this, hence why he was restless in death, also waiting for this day.”
Lei Yan King appeared.
He turned his head, glanced at Mu Qingyan, and sighed gently.
“Father… Father King…”
Yanyan looked at Lei Yan King and then towards Zhou Yan, his eyes suddenly filled with despair.
“Is Father King tracing time to the future? Father King, doing this, you will ruin everything…”
“For Yanyan, all this is worthwhile, isn’t it? Besides, isn’t Father King’s next life doing well? So, even if Father King dies, it means nothing. But you cannot die, you have suffered too much, Father King wants to see Yanyan live well, find the best husband, love each other for a lifetime, be happy forever.”
Lei Yan King said softly.
Saying that, he gently pressed down his hand towards the Evil Soul.
“Boom—”
Like a hand crushing a plane, it was an unimaginable force.
But with this press, the Evil Soul was destroyed, without the slightest struggle.
Not even a scream.
Space shifted, turning into a dark night sky.
In this darkness, only four people existed.
Mu Qingyan, Zhou Yan, Yanyan, Lei Yan King.
Lei Yan King looked at Zhou Yan, giving Zhou Yan a unique feeling of seeing one’s own self, as if during cultivation his mind had traveled through the river of time, seeing his future or past self.
“As the Three Souls return to their places, you possess divine power. But these Three Souls are also what I left behind, existing to guard Yanyan.”
“Yanyan, my daughter, now the Purple Flame Heart has shattered, needing Soul Power to repair.
Now, you have two choices, first, merge with the Three Souls, become a Nine Revolutions Sword God, ascend the Supreme Path, then go to the Time-Space Reincarnation Tower to find the Purple Flame Glaze Heart, slay Jiang Tianxin and extract his Power of Heart Soul to extend Yanyan’s life. If accomplished, you can accompany Yanyan, watch Yanyan slowly grow.”
“Second, give up the Three Souls, let them enter Yanyan’s body, directly repair the Purple Flame Heart, and at the same time you lose the Purple Flame Void, lose the ability of Enlightenment, the Void Sword Body disappears, and your realm falls back to before the integration of the Three Souls, to the Perfect Realm of Nine Changes of Sword Void. Your Combat Power steps back one level, from Thirteen Layers to Twelve Layers. Simultaneously, lose connection with Yanyan, but Yanyan can fend for himself, merge the Double Souls back into one, return to the True God Plane, and rise again.”
Lei Yan King said.
“Why do I have to choose? Aren’t you and I the same?”
Zhou Yan would actually not choose, but rather retorted.
Because in his heart, there was only one answer, and that was the second.
“I am me, but you are not entirely me, at least not now.”
Lei Yan King’s response was somewhat profound.
Zhou Yan nevertheless understood. He truly understood.
“Father King—”
Yanyan interjected.
“I won’t choose because the first answer doesn’t need to exist. Becoming a Sword God is fine, but is the Purple Flame Glaze Heart that easy to find? Is Jiang Tianxin that easy to kill? Even if easy, will Yanyan not face danger in that process? So, even if I suffer countless hardships and slowly rise, I must first ensure Yanyan is safe and sound. Therefore, the answer is only the second!”
Zhou Yan spoke very decisively.
Upon hearing this, Yanyan wept.
“Father King, actually, this is you questioning your own heart! You two are simply the same existence in different time-spaces, it’s just that Father King you, at the cost of your life, performed a great Derivation!”
“That Father King, is non-existent, an illusion! It’s just a protective illusion left behind…”
“Father King, you are still so good to Yanyan…”
Yanyan cried almost convulsively.
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