This is the internal conflict within the powerful forces of the Emperor Soul Clan, causing depletion and being unsuitable.
But now, the Ten Thousand Immortals and Ten Thousand Buddhas no longer have supre experts. Except for Lee Ran with his special foundation, the others are no match for Zhou Yan.
Zhou Yan is also not worried about anything happening to the Emperor Soul Clan.
If Di Yan cannot steady the ship, the future of the Emperor Soul Clan falling into the hands of the ambitious Holy Spirit is truly unimaginable!
In Zhou Yan’s brow, the Thunder Fla Sword condenses, even displaying the mark seen by the Evil Venerate.
In that instant, the battle is about to begin.
But at this mont, a cold voice suddenly appears, directly shattering Zhou Yan’s will to attack and kill.
"Di Yan, if you suppress him and make him live worse than death, I will be yours."
Zhou Lingyi looks at Zhou Yan with a gaze full of hatred, speaking with an unusually cold tone.
"If you kill him, I will be yours too."
Feng Zishuang says calmly.
However, her tone remains equally firm.
Di Yan is stunned and then laughs heartily, looking at Zhou Yan whose murderous aura dissipates suddenly!
"See, Zhou Yan, do you still think you have the qualification and ability to take on everything now? You are unworthy of being the Holy Spirit Evil Venerate, nor are you the Zhou Yan of the past. Now, you’re thoroughly deserted by kith and kin. How does it feel? Isn’t it rather delightful?"
Di Yan’s words are filled with imnse pride.
It seems he has completely laid the foundation for being the First Holy Spirit, with no more obstacles.
However, Zhou Yan pays no attention to Di Yan’s words.
Coldly, he looks at Feng Zishuang and Zhou Lingyi, his gaze very complex.
In truth, emotions and obsession have always existed in his brow and now are beginning to seep through, so Zhou Yan remains Zhou Yan, yet also not Zhou Yan.
This state is rather complicated, but one unchanged fact is that whether as the Holy Spirit Evil Venerate or Zhou Yan, he is the Holy Spirit who has always accompanied them.
When Zhou Yan looks over, he sees the extrely cold and ungrateful gaze of Feng Zishuang and Zhou Lingyi.
Such a gaze used to only be directed at others, never him, Zhou Yan.
But now, this gaze is aid at him.
Aid at him, the Holy Spirit Evil Venerate!
Zhou Yan can understand and knows the reason. Because they are like Zhou Yan facing Bi Shui Fairy in the past; the sole thought is to kill the other and let them truly be freed.
When Zhou Yan faced Bi Shui Fairy, he saw from her brow the core soul of Bi Shui Fairy struggling in pain yet futile and tragic, hence during action he was particularly ruthless, thereby truly freeing Bi Shui Fairy, truly causing her demise.
This is even a kind of rcy, a deep love.
The sa scenario is happening to him now.
But whether that’s true, only Zhou Yan knows in his heart.
He did not erase his emotional obsession, but rely allowed this obsession to exist.
He listened to Zhou Wangchen’s words, so now Zhou Yan has indeed undergone a bit of change.
That’s why, facing Zhou Lingyi and Feng Zishuang’s performance, he feels inexplicably pained.
His gaze always remains on Zhou Lingyi and Feng Zishuang’s faces, until the two won’s eyes suddenly show so inexplicable change, as if they have so realization.
"Who are you? The Holy Spirit Evil Venerate, or..."
Zhou Lingyi and Feng Zishuang, both extrely intelligent female Holy Spirits, imdiately sense a slight difference from the change in Zhou Yan’s complex gaze, quickly and almost in unison ask.
Moreover, the bodies of both won involuntarily tremble slightly.
This change makes Di Yan’s complexion imdiately turn gloomy and unsightly.
"I am talking to you. What kind of thing are you to dare to ignore my majesty? Zhou Yan, you are no longer qualified to be the Holy Spirit Evil Venerate, so if you are self-aware—"
"Scram!"
Zhou Yan coldly shouts, the Evil Venerate Sword Dao in his brow suddenly converges, then with a sword unleashes the unparalleled Holy Spirit Origin, Lonely Sword Dao.
That sword, as a ray of destructive evil spirit evil dragon absorbing soul light, strikes out in an instant and disappears in an instant.
The speed, so fast even Di Yan cannot react.
His throat already shows a sword mark.
At the place of the sword mark, the origin Holy Spirit blood begins to flow.
Di Yan does not die, nor is he truly severely injured, but this sword directly annihilated all of Di Yan’s pride, all of his arrogant intent.
Di Yan’s body suddenly trembles, then he reaches for his throat, surprisingly unable to speak.
His throat moves, imdiately a large amount of crimson blood flows out.
Di Yan repeatedly uses several Origin Skills to barely suppress this terrifying devouring soul-consuming damage.
After recovery, his gaze towards Zhou Yan reveals endless terror and awe!
Zhou Yan, how can this Holy Spirit Evil Venerate be so strong, entirely capable of overwhelming him!
Impossible!
This is absolutely impossible, absolutely impossible!
Di Yan becos nearly insane, but at this mont, Zhou Yan rely glances at him coldly to the extre, the eyes of Zhou Yan spawning two terrifying sword intents, nearly destroying Di Yan in an instant.
Di Yan turns pale with fright, retreats repeatedly, but is already unable to evade this murderous intent.
"Kneel!"
Zhou Yan suddenly says.
His voice is wickedly charming and chillingly cold, sending a sense of destruction and doom to all the Holy Spirits present.
Under such a feeling, Di Yan’s face instantly turns exceedingly pale.
Di Yan’s gaze steadfastly locks onto Zhou Yan’s eyes, where he sees the true Tao of the Evil Spirit Supre, witnessing a realm transcending the ultimate limit of the evil spirit Holy Spirit, seemingly an even more mysterious and deeper realm!
That realm, for all his proud combat power and realm, is utterly overwhelming!
Under this overwhelming pressure, all his efforts are futile.
Despite extre resentnt, Di Yan suddenly realizes, he is truly ridiculous because looking back at all of his previous actions, from beginning to end, Zhou Yan never regarded him at all.
And the scenario he assud before—that Zhou Yan couldn’t kill him— never actually exists.
Because if Zhou Yan acted at that mont, he would be utterly destroyed, perhaps the battle would last several days, but the final outco is already set.
Exhausting all resources, he would rely be able to fight Zhou Yan a few tis, and after depleting his essence, when Zhou Yan strikes again, he could only wait for death.
This result, Di Yan quickly understands, despite extre unwillingness, but to survive, Di Yan’s proud head finally bows with utmost humility.
Then, his body trembles, his legs shudder intensely, and suddenly, his knees kneel on the ground.
"Bang, bang—"
Two dull sounds ring out, then Di Yan’s face turns a shade of dead grey.
All his pride and defiance, all perish completely at this mont.
His ambitions also turn to ashes at this ti.
...
His fate is thoroughly witnessed by Feng Zishuang and Zhou Lingyi.
Not only Feng Zishuang and Zhou Lingyi, but Zhuge Jiayue and Zhou Lingyao also see this scene with rather complex expressions.
Afterward, Zhuge Jiayue seems to be more cautious and reverent towards Zhou Yan.
Only, Zhou Lingyao settles down considerably, appearing not to be surprised by this scene.
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