Chapter 847: Chapter 18: You Have Five Breaths to Escape!
Gongcheng Diewu was very excited, but the excitement only lasted for a moment.
Even shorter than a moment.
Thus, her excited and joyful eyes instantly turned ashen, infinitely disappointed.
No hope, just no hope. And when hope seems to burst forth robustly, only to suddenly realize it was all self-deception, disappointment comes particularly strong.
Gongcheng Diewu felt this way now, all surprises suddenly lost, like the last straw cut away.
The newcomer looked very much like the former Lei Yan King Zhou Yan, but he wasn’t Lei Yan King, nor Zhou Yan.
Because that young man appeared too calm, too indifferent, completely lacking the fierce and intense personality of Zhou Yan back then, nor that invincible dominance and vigor.
This youth, ordinary, simple, detached, composed.
As if everything had nothing to do with him.
Though he made a move, no one could sense he was targeting anyone, seemingly it was just a casual act.
It seemed, he acted just because he wanted to.
It’s a silent feeling, but every cultivator present felt it.
Therefore, by this judgment, by familiarity with Zhou Yan, Gongcheng Diewu knew the youth in front was merely a shadow of Zhou Yan’s past appearance, not the real Zhou Yan.
That was why Gongcheng Diewu felt very lost, very disappointed.
Even she herself didn’t know why she was so disappointed. She should be glad her life-threatening plight was temporarily changed, yet Gongcheng Diewu hadn’t the slightest thought of it.
"Senior."
Facing a fatal strike, Zhou Zheng did not flinch, only deep within his eyes was a profound reluctance, a fierce resolve not to surrender to death without a fight.
And when he was rescued, he did not sigh in relief, still gazing deeply at Yang Liuying, seemingly wanting to sear this woman into his mind.
Until the gaze made Yang Liuying seem unable to meet his eyes, only then did Zhou Zheng turn away, his back to Yang Liuying, facing Zhou Yan, and knelt down directly.
"Senior, Zhou Zheng previously had a twisted mind and completely lost himself, many thanks for your great kindness and virtue in guidance. Now this junior Zhou Zheng is rescued by you, with nothing to repay, please accept my three bows."
Zhou Zheng spoke sincerely, kneeling in front of Zhou Yan, genuinely bowing in thanks.
He did not frown against powerful enemies, yet he was utterly resolute facing his benefactor.
Zhou Yan did not put the Yang Family people in his eyes, he slightly nodded, observed Zhou Yan, but his soul power carefully sensed his bloodline condition.
In just a moment, Zhou Yan understood Zhou Zheng’s situation and finally realized why this young man didn’t catch his attention, because a series of sealing on him was very peculiar, a specific combination of past Tai Chu Rune, Netherworld Rune, and other runes.
This was a technique only familiar people would know belonged to him, Zhou Yan.
In this world, if anyone could break such seals, it would only be him, Zhou Yan.
Moreover, these seals had penetrated deeply into the soul body, like Heavenly Pivot Ancient Town, just not as powerful as Heavenly Pivot Ancient Town.
Yet even so, for cultivators of this plane, such suppression is still frightening.
Unless one highly proficient in Tai Chu Rune, possessing Soul Path Vast Qi power, none can break it.
So Zhou Zheng’s situation, all this might be a setup, these Zhou Family members possibly are much the same, once someone can break such sealing, it can prove Zhou Yan’s existence.
This is a blatant strategy, to let Zhou Yan know, even knowing it’s an enemy’s setup, he cannot see his kin, friends suffer without breaking the sealing.
And once the sealing is open, those people behind will surely know instantly.
A simple setup is often the hardest to break. And the enemy clearly knows, Zhou Yan is not the kind to watch his kin, friends suffer and do nothing.
Despite this, Zhou Yan’s disposition remains calm, indifferent, without sorrow or joy.
"With great resolve in heart, the path of cultivation can go far. Zhou Zheng, Zhou Xian has a son like you, he is worth being proud of. Rest assured, with me here, no one can harm you."
Zhou Yan said calmly, his hand lightly extending, as if standing directly in front of Zhou Zheng, gently stroking Zhou Zheng’s head like an elder stroking his child.
The kindness of that moment made even those like Yang Liuying unable to help but feel a chill in their hearts.
"This Taoist, I wonder why you interfere with our Yang Family’s suppression of Snow Cold Sword Sect, perhaps you are unaware Snow Cold Sword Sect is remnants of the Yaochi Sacred Land, and Zhou Zheng is descendant of Thunder Expansion Sacred Land?"
Yang Liuying’s face slightly tense, but her tone was unfriendly.
"I know."
Zhou Yan answered calmly, at this moment Zhou Zheng had already been lifted by Zhou Yan’s slight strength, no longer bowing, but those three bows, Zhou Yan accepted.
"Knowing, then don’t meddle. This world, to meddle, one must have enough skill. Do you think you are Prince of Glais or Lei Yan King?"
Behind Yang Liuying, the strong limping old man now had a cold expression, his voice sinisterly said.
"So what? Whoever I want to kill, they die. For the sake of Yang Liufeng and Yang Liuting, I give you five breaths to escape."
Zhou Yan gazed coldly at Yang Liuying, his voice still calm.
"Ha, hahahaha, you think this old man is blind, can’t see you have the cultivation of Nine Origin Sword Saint? Little ant dares interfere with our Yang Family’s affairs, truly tired of living! Fairy Liuying, please step back, let me teach this ignorant lad a lesson."
The limping old man not only did not flee, but laughed, just because his throat seemed injured, his soul somewhat damaged, so his voice was cold and hoarse, like the whisper of an evil ghost.
Hearing the elder speak, Gongcheng Diewu finally awoke, gathered her chaotic emotions, worriedly said, "This gentleman, you—"
As Gongcheng Diewu spoke, she suddenly saw Zhou Yan’s eyes, those calm eyes like mirrors reflecting her own image, yet those calm eyes delivered an indescribable sense of steady composure, making Gongcheng Diewu momentarily stunned.
Her gaze fixed on Zhou Yan, seemingly seeking something different, comparing him to memories, looking for overlaps.
But the changes in this temperament, the stability of heart, completely lacked any overlap, yet Gongcheng Diewu vaguely felt, the man before her truly moved her heart.
"Five breaths, have passed."
Zhou Yan sighed lightly, said.
"Lad, you better prepare for your own corpse!"
The limping old man’s sinister smile, then his whole body seemed to balloon, suddenly erupted with an indescribable terrifying majesty, this pressure like substance crushed towards Zhou Yan and even Zhou Zheng beside him.
"Alas—Yang Liufeng, Yang Liuting, forgive me."
Zhou Yan sighed lightly, he did not want to act against these people, but some are destined not to cry until seeing the coffin, not shoot till seeing the rabbit.
His soul moved, the soul body coalesced, derived twelve Soul Giant Swords, like a flash of sword light.
"Slash, slash—"
The limping elder still stood in the void, but his soul shattered internally.
That sword, was a Soul Slash Supreme Dao sword, Zhou Yan wielded with his soul, retracting with soul, no one could see clearly.
Much like the elder stood before Zhou Yan, yet his soul suddenly fragmented internally.
Only at that moment briefly did one person’s eyes show a startled look—that was Zhou Zheng.
Zhou Family members, can’t recognize appearance, can’t sense bloodline, but can definitely recognize the Zhou Family’s three most invincible Supreme Daos—Form Intent, Soul Slash, Soul Killing.
"Uncle... Uncle’s back! Uncle’s really back!"
Zhou Zheng’s excitement was inexpressible!
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