503: Chapter 148 Lei Yan Saint Master of Thunder Expansion Sacred Land 503: Chapter 148 Lei Yan Saint Master of Thunder Expansion Sacred Land “Because of the Soul Killing Chains,” Zhou Yan could now qualify to refine the Heavenly Heart Secret Realm if he comprehended this ancient Supreme Dao.

However, the Heavenly Heart Secret Realm is after all a remnant of an ancient realm, and the Yuan Ci Secret Realm was considered somewhat lower in level; refining it required prevention against backlash, which was another reason why some Saints dared not to refine it.

But Master need not worry—Bai Ying here still has the Thunder Flame Soul Liquid.

When the time comes, using the Thunder Flame Soul Liquid to derive and suppress the secret realm’s fractured souls with Void Thunderflame will smooth out the devouring process.

Of course, this is under the premise that Master first properly refines the Yuan Ci Secret Realm.”

Bai Ying explained.

Upon hearing this, Zhou Yan’s eyes lit up, and he immediately activated the Deceiving Heaven Ancient Array and discarded the Soul Token of Eight Chun, one of the Netherworld Eight Soul Envoys, before saying, “As far as the level of secret realms goes, heh, the Yuan Ci Secret Realm might not necessarily be so low-grade after all.”

After Zhou Yan finished speaking, both Wan Jian Tian and the Frost Snow Saint Sword showed obvious emotional fluctuations.

“Chaos divides Yin and Yang; the mother-and-child secret realms of Yin and Yang, what level would everyone say they are?

So, everyone just waits calmly for me to refine the secret realm, and then those around me will all be able to benefit from it.

The secret realm will also serve as the most stable rearguard, allowing me to be free of entanglements.”

As Zhou Yan spoke, the Secret Realm Soul ‘Yuan Ci’ from the Mother Secret Realm immediately flew out.

This scene shocked everyone.

“Amazing…

I, Xiong Ba, am truly convinced this time.

Others scheme and plot, but in the end, they’re played by you; truly, there’s no limit to how awesome you can be.”

Xiong Ba sighed admiringly and was also incredibly excited.

Not only Xiong Ba, but Wan Jian Tian, Frost Snow Saint Sword, Jiu Que, and Bai Ying were all excited and cheerful in their hearts.

After dispelling the Deceiving Heaven Array, Jiu Que picked up Eight Chun’s Soul Token, furrowed his brow slightly, then a terrible Netherworld Power directly erased the Soul Token and he casually wrote a Netherworld Rune, crafting a brand-new Rune Soul Token on the spot.

He handed the Soul Token to Zhou Yan with respect, saying, “King, this Soul Token has been reforged, it is of the same ‘Eight Soul Envoy’ level, possessing certain special effects that can shield against Netherworld attacks from Soul Envoys of the Eight Souls level and below.

Please take it.”

Zhou Yan’s eyes brightened, and he didn’t decline, immediately accepting it.

He stowed the Soul Token in the Purple Flame Void and then asked, “The monitoring has been wiped from this Soul Token, right?”

“Yes, the previous Soul Token had a Yin Yang soul divide; dividing into two parts.

This was the technique of the Netherworld Goddess Mu Qingyan, who is proclaimed as the Extraordinary Woman of the Ten Thousand Realms, unparalleled in intelligence and the supreme genius above all of Heaven and Earth’s ten thousand realms.

Your Highness being calculated by her is nothing out of the ordinary.

However, Your Highness being ultimately able to seize the secret realm in such a way, shattering the plans of all Saints, is truly formidable.

Jiu Que has been outsmarted previously but now is utterly convinced.”

Jiu Que was very respectful, explaining everything and also confessing that he had been outsmarted, showing Zhou Yan that he would no longer harbor any dissatisfaction and had become wholeheartedly loyal.

Zhou Yan understood Jiu Que’s thoughts, so he said nothing, just patted Jiu Que on the shoulder to encourage him.

All was understood without words.

…

“Brother Li, now that things are starting off in a good direction, you once said you wanted to establish a power for ‘Thunder Expansion Sacred Land,’ so from now on, you are the ‘Holy Land Master.’ It’s better to start calling you ‘Saint Master’ from now on to avoid inconsistent references and any awkwardness in everyone’s minds.”

After sorting out a series of matters, Xiong Ba considered the future direction of things and so proposed.

“Isn’t it ‘Thunder Dyeing Divine Sect’ or ‘Heavenly Dao Sect’?

How did it become Sacred Land?” Wan Jian Tian asked, puzzled.

“Brother Li decided to name it ‘Thunder Expansion Sacred Land,’ so let’s just go along with his idea.

After all, we now possess such a top-tier secret realm, and he’s the master of a top-tier secret realm, we just enjoy the benefits following him.

I, Xiong Ba, haven’t enjoyed such privileges in a long time.”

Xiong Ba said with a grin.

Wan Jian Tian shook his head helplessly but didn’t refuse, saying, “If that’s the case, then so be it.

Saint Master, this subordinate will take his leave to handle affairs.

This subordinate will ensure to bring all the people of the Great Zhou family that can be found.”

“Saint Master, Xiong Ba is going to see the outside world changes now.

Don’t miss me, I’ll be back soon.”

Xiong Ba was also ready to leave.

“You all go then, keep an eye out for Nirvana Ancestor Star and Heavenly Heart Secret Realm for me while you’re out.

Also, Bai Ying, you go too.

Remember to keep an eye on the Holy Daughter recruitment matters.”

Zhou Yan instructed.

“Rest assured.” Xiong Ba said, patting his chest.

Bai Ying just nodded gently.

“When I get out of here, we’ll regroup together.

At that time, I will undergo a brand-new transformation.”

Zhou Yan’s gaze was bright; he seemed to see the day when the Ancient Blood would return from Zhou Gucheng, he would refine the Ancient Blood to condense the Emperor Qi Sword Body, the two fusing as one, deriving the Killing Spirit Divine Dao, his Realm soaring, and in one leap reaching the Sword Void Nine Transformation Realm…

On that day, the Life and Death Illusion Realm of the Netherworld would no longer be a worry; winning over the Holy Daughter, entering the Illusion Realm to seize the Life Soul and the Extreme Cold Ice Soul Stone, rescuing the Holy Daughter…

Then returning to Tianji Mountain, opening the gateway into Space-Time, heading to Earth…

It seems, everything was beginning to go smoothly.

Before him, a map of the starry sky depicting an isolated ancient star appeared; the Ancient Star was a vivid azure blue, exquisitely beautiful and delicate.

This ancient star was named “Earth.”

…

“Saint Master, they’ve gone.”

Jiu Que’s words interrupted Zhou Yan’s train of thought, and the illusion before his eyes also vanished.

The Frost Snow Saint Sword, at this moment disintegrated, taking on the physical forms of both the Netherworld Queen Little Xue and the Sword Spirit Xiao Xue.

However, both of them were currently unstable, with their soul auras fluctuating violently.

“Um, I know,” Zhou Yan nodded slightly.

He looked at the Netherworld Queen Little Xue and then at the Sword Spirit Xiao Xue, his eyes filled with concern.

“We are fine; you don’t need to worry.

Frost Tears is about to vanish, and by now that we, as sisters, have combined into an Artifact Spirit again, the destiny that bound me as a Sword Spirit has been shattered.

This time, however, I do it willingly.”

The Netherworld Queen revealed a bright smile, masking the sorrow deep in her eyes as she spoke.

Zhou Yan fell silent for a moment, then softly said, “Little Xue, Xiao Xue, thank you.”

“No thanks are needed.

We will not be Saint Master’s personal swords.

Of course, if you truly are grateful, then find Feng Lingqing quickly.

She is the true master of the Frost Snow Saint Sword.”

The Netherworld Queen sighed softly, her voice as gentle as ever.

“Brother Zhou Yan, in order for us to reunite and evolve into the Holy Sword, we need to return to the previous order, where we were the master’s personal swords, and we still are.

I’m sorry, there was a time I thought my sister could become your Sword Spirit, but I didn’t expect all these twists of fate.”

Xiao Xue, worried about how Zhou Yan might feel, immediately explained.

“I understand.

I have various methods myself, and I don’t rely too heavily on swords.

Having you, the Double Saints Artifact Spirit, protect Feng Lingqing actually makes me feel more at ease.

It’s just that I cannot find her right now, but I promise you, I will do everything I can to find her.”

Zhou Yan replied.

“Um, we believe you.”

Xiao Xue spoke firmly.

The Netherworld Queen Little Xue sighed longingly and said, “The combination and evolution of Sword Spirits, even the suppression of Saints, along with injuries suffered in the previous battle with the Netherworld Nine Soul Envoys, have led to my current condition not being ideal.

Saint Master, you go ahead with Jiu Que and learn the Killing Spirit Divine Dao.

Xiao Xue and I will retreat here for a while.

Once you’ve completed refining in the Secret Realm, I’ll be mostly recovered as well and will help you guard your power.”

“Go ahead, don’t have any concerns.

If you need anything or have any thoughts, just tell me,” Zhou Yan looked at the Netherworld Queen with tender eyes.

He could tell the Netherworld Queen didn’t truly wish to become an Artifact Spirit, but this was a road of no return.

Once she became an Artifact Spirit again, there would be no more choices.

“I will.”

The Netherworld Queen’s gaze lingered deeply on Zhou Yan, as if to imprint his figure deep into her memory, even into the depths of her soul.

Zhou Yan suddenly seemed to realize the Netherworld Queen’s helplessness and loss, a feeling of unsettlement rising within him.

He suddenly stepped forward, pulled the Netherworld Queen into his arms, and kissed her passionately on the lips.

The Netherworld Queen’s body shivered, already trembling, but facing Zhou Yan’s domineering manner, she offered no resistance, instead responding even more fiercely.

Their tongues fiercely tangled together, either playfully or in pursuit…

After a long while, their lips parted.

The Netherworld Queen’s cheeks were blush-red, her eyes rippling with autumn waves.

“Little Xue, right now I don’t have much power to promise too much, but please believe that if one day I do have the power, then if you want to become human, you can become human; if you want to be the Netherworld Queen, you can be the Netherworld Queen; if you want to become Zhou Yan’s woman, you will definitely be able to become Zhou Yan’s woman, never to be troubled by the shackles of a mere Sword Spirit,” Zhou Yan said with determination.

The Netherworld Queen’s eyes shimmered with tears, and she nodded fiercely, saying, “I believe you.”

“I know many Sword Spirits are actually indomitable souls of some geniuses, or those with top-tier constitutions, who have been refined and had their memories erased, then undergo a transformation to become Sword Spirits.

Almost all Sword Spirits cannot recover those past memories, but there are Sword Spirits who manage to hold onto a thread of Spiritual Wisdom and do not truly become Sword Spirits, so they can recover quickly.

However, the stronger the Sword Spirit, the more difficult it is to recover.

I may be foolish, but I see the reluctance in your heart.

But rest assured, all your affairs are now also my affairs.

I will become your support and take on everything for you.”

Zhou Yan held the Netherworld Queen’s cold hand, his voice even gentler.

The Netherworld Queen, with her pure and charming demeanor, reached her peak at that moment.

She said nothing and simply held Zhou Yan tighter, offering her kiss willingly.

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[Note: About the small BUG in the description of the Evil King spotting Zhou Yan’s constitution in ‘Chapter 144: Contest for the Secret Realm’ (which is the 445th chapter overall), I already corrected it when I looked back two days ago.

Readers who have purchased access can just go back to see the corrected part; there’s no need for additional expense.]