Evil Venerable of the Sword Dao-Chapter 175 - 072: The Netherworld

"Father King, those methods, it is impossible for Yanyan to awaken! Absolutely impossible. The reason Yanyan is sure that Father King is Father King is precisely because of the bloodline connection between Father King and Yanyan.

So these might just be a catalyzing factor, not the real reason.

What the real reason is, even Yanyan doesn’t know.

But Father King, you must believe in yourself, you are not an ordinary person!"

Yanyan’s voice, however, gradually lost its spiritual nature, and her words grew quieter and quieter.

Yet her words dealt Zhou Yan a tremendous blow; evidently, Zhou Yan had not anticipated that all his conjectures about everything were incorrect.

He hadn’t imagined that he and Yanyan could possibly have a bloodline connection!

Then, who exactly is Yanyan? Where does she come from?

Zhou Yan found himself utterly stupefied for a moment.

"Father King, these things... we will probably understand them later. For now, there is something very... important. That is... this world is about to descend into chaos, with Heaven and Earth reversing, an apocalypse that cannot be averted. When the light of the nine primal Tao shines here, the land will start to revive.

Those decaying will surely become immortal.

Heaven and Earth will derive anew from Chaos. This signifies that this world... is in grave..."

Before Yanyan could finish, she suddenly fell into a deep slumber.

The once vibrant flames, just like before, immediately dimmed dramatically.

Black Iron transformed into dust, and naturally, a light spiraled out, drawing a vast expanse of Black Water from the lake in the outer world into this space.

Afterward, Black Water, silt, Lotus Leaves, and Lotuses suddenly appeared somewhere in the Void,

like a miniature version of the Spiritual Lotus Secret Realm.

The difference was that this space seemed to be only the size of a basin, its outer circle of light tinged with mysterious purple electric arcs, reminiscent of a giant Spiritual Pearl filled with thunder and lightning, adding to its uniqueness.

Zhou Yan simply stared dumbfounded at this phenomenon, not realizing how much Black Water had been lost outside until the scene had taken shape. Only then did Zhou Yan start, his Spiritual Sense flying out.

After that, his entire demeanor changed from that of a dazed walking dead to one brimming with vitality.

This series of inexplicable changes left Zhou Yan feeling uncertain and uneasy.

But although Yanyan hadn’t finished speaking, Zhou Yan still understood that Yanyan’s meaning was clear: this world was facing a tremendous disaster and peril!

Yanyan’s message was to urge Zhou Yan to leave this planet as soon as possible if he could!

Yet knowing this was one thing; actually doing it was nearly impossible.

The size of this world was still unclear to Zhou Yan.

But from its structure, it was evident that it was no small world.

The initial Canglan City was so vast! And above the city, there was a Main City!

Above the Main City lay the Domain!

And above the Domain stood the Mansion!

The magnitude of this area was unquantifiable because even one Water Domain was boundless, commanding over one hundred and eight Main Cities, each Main City, in turn, presiding over one hundred and eight cities!

Now, Zhou Yan knew his own capabilities. Even within the Main City, he was not necessarily invincible, and in the Water Domain, he was, even more, average.

If compared to the Cultivators of the Mansion above the Water Domain, he would be utterly insignificant!

With such a Realm, what hope was there of entering the Outer Star Domain?

It was not even worth contemplating!

Zhou Yan made a rough calculation in his mind and couldn’t help but smile wryly at his helplessness.

He could sense this outcome, because that terrifying sense of danger was something he could almost perceive at every moment!

The reason he had come to the side of the pitch-black Tongtian River was precisely because of such a sense of danger.

At this moment, it seemed as if Yanyan was saying something specific, but he didn’t finish, nor did he provide any proof. Therefore, even though Zhou Yan knew about this outcome, he still had no way to convince the others to believe him and open the ancient passage to the Outer Star Domain.

As a result, they were unable to leave.

If they were unable to leave, and disaster struck, then he would have to bear it himself.

...

Zhou Yan sighed lightly, suppressing all of his emotions. The present situation seemed even more troublesome.

The onset of the Nine Origin Reincarnation and the mysterious disaster Yanyan had spoken of were all exerting an unfathomable pressure on Zhou Yan.

So, after thinking in circles without coming to any conclusion, Zhou Yan no longer dwelt deeply on the matter but set it aside instead.

His thoughts returned to the four sentences Yanyan had previously mentioned.

The meaning of those four sentences was probably something like this on the surface translation, because the original text was purely Runes.

Runes, each one profound and unfathomable, beyond imagination. ƒrēewebnoѵёl.cσm

Transformed into words that could be spoken, Zhou Yan felt he could understand the meaning of each word, but when these words were combined, he found them somewhat incomprehensible even with his intelligence.

He quietly looked at the waters of the Tongtian River, staring at the solitary, snow-white Ling Yi still floating in the distance, and once again, he became somewhat dazed.

"Young man, board the boat. Once you cross this Tongtian River, you will be able to attain the supreme Tao of the Sword Ancestor," an elder dressed in a black raincoat and wearing a bamboo hat, like an ancient hermit, said to Zhou Yan.

Zhou Yan discovered that, unwittingly, he seemed to have walked back to the riverbank again.

"Break—" Suddenly, a thunderous sound from Heaven and Earth rang out, a noise Zhou Yan found familiar, yet it seemed distant, almost ethereal.

But as the sound vibrated, Zhou Yan’s soul shuddered and he came to his senses once more.

He was shocked to realize that he seemed to have been controlled, as he had waded nearly two meters deeper into the river than before!

This time, it was even more serious than the previous one.

"Zhou Lingzhe, you really are... Why would you come to a place like this? This is the Tongtian River! Ah, right, you may not know about it, but it has a very frightening name—Huang Quan (Yellow Springs)!"

The voice of Jia Yongheng, the Eternal Spirit, drifted from afar!

Immediately after, he appeared in front of Zhou Yan.

Then, when he saw Zhou Yan standing in the river unharmed, his handsome face involuntarily stiffened with shock.

"You, you, you, you—you’re standing in the Yellow Springs and nothing happened to you? You, you, you..."

Jia Yongheng trembled, as if he had witnessed the most horrifying and inconceivable scene!

"Why should anything happen to me?"

Zhou Yan was somewhat puzzled, looking at Jia Yongheng’s shocked expression. Although he already understood, he pretended to be confused.

"...Why should anything happen?"

When Jia Yongheng heard this response, his expression became extremely animated in that instant.

His facial muscles twitched a couple of times before he pointed at Zhou Yan with shaking fingers: "You... just look!"

As Jia Yongheng spoke, he suddenly reached into the Void, and a vulture, from far across the distance, was abruptly seized by him, then fiercely, he tossed the bird into the pitch-black waters of the river.