CHAPTER 667: CHAPTER 097 MASTER, IS THERE ANYTHING YOU CAN’T DO?

Waves of bestial strength flowed through Zhou Yan’s body, engulfing him in a blood light. He instantly shattered the numbness that gripped his body and soul, returning to his original state, yet he did not show it.

Instead, as the relentless onslaught was about to descend on him, he unleashed his full power.

"Void Sword Dao!"

"Tai Chu Xing Yi!"

Dark light radiated from Zhou Yan as he drove his combat power to the limit, manifesting an even more terrifying force beyond the scale of ten.

At that moment, the world was only filled with pitch-black sword light and endless blood light.

"Ah ah ah ah!"

Screams resounded terrifyingly and intermittently.

"Hum hum hum—"

Embodying the Void Dao corresponding to the Void Sword Body, Zhou Yan moved like a ghost through the void, striking down several people with a single sword thrust.

In no time, blood painted half the sky, and countless bodies and severed heads tumbled and fell through the void, turning the scene into a vision of hell.

Princess Yilan was engaged in combat, exerting all her strength to maintain an even fight, but when she looked up, she was almost petrified.

From her initiating attack to sending Qingcheng and Qianhe Sect Leader into hiding, it was merely a blink of an eye; everything happened swiftly. Just a few exchanges later, when she turned back, her enemies were already annihilated...

Such an otherworldly combat power, such a shocking and extraordinary force.

Such a person, indeed, is worthy of bearing Ancient Inheritance and possessing a near-divine bloodline!

Princess Yilan felt a great tremor in her heart, but her distraction caused her to expose a flaw, and a middle-aged man in a black robe slashed his sword toward her neck.

Princess Yilan’s eyes widened; with a sinking heart, she internally chastised herself for the dire mistake of being distracted in battle.

"Phoo—"

At that moment, that powerful sword did not strike her neck. Instead, it suddenly shattered with a "hum," and the head of the black-robed man flew into the sky, his eyes nearly bulging out, obviously dying with lingering resentments.

Princess Yilan’s body weakened, feeling a warm figure embracing her, whisking her away while simultaneously dealing with everything with a single strike.

...

It was Zhou Yan’s first deployment of the Void Sword Body. Although the Dao inherited from Yanyan was incredibly powerful, and Zhou Yan had already learned from his comprehension, this experience still caught him off guard.

After a while, the void returned to calm, the ground drenched in blood, with a nearby mountain already collapsed.

"The Void Sword Body operates in the void like an assassin. Moving through the void, hiding in the void, slaughtering in the void, it’s incredibly powerful."

"It’s unfortunate that this type of sword body has a weaker physical constitution. To maintain the softness of the body, even though I previously focused on cultivating the Emperor Qi Sword Body to make my body strong, once I switched to the Void Sword Body, my constitution naturally weakened."

"This shows that the integration isn’t complete, just manifesting their respective powers— however, this is fine for now, it is already sufficient."

Zhou Yan contemplated deeply, quickly grasping the aspects he needed to focus on for his cultivation and those he didn’t need to worry about.

"Master... You, you are truly amazing. I couldn’t have imagined, just couldn’t have imagined..."

Princess Yilan was still dumbstruck by the scene before her, her heart unable to settle.

In the blink of an eye, sixty warriors from the Three Great Battle Halls were all dead.

Not a single one was spared; all were annihilated completely, their bodies destroyed and souls obliterated.

This method was beyond mere ’brutality.’

At that time, as Maid Qingcheng worried about the changes outside, after consuming a Saint Level elixir and along with the Treasure Pavilion Master Qianhe, they opened the palace doors and stepped out, only to witness an unbelievable scene.

That scene was precisely when Zhou Yan finished slaying the last red-haired cultivator.

Both were dumbfounded, staring at Zhou Yan as if he were a monster.

It was at this moment that Maid Qingcheng and Treasure Pavilion Master Qianhe couldn’t help but exclaim—Princess’s judgment was indeed keen; they were not the people to recognize true potential, almost misjudging such a terrifyingly powerful figure.

Had it not been for the relentless persuasion of the Princess, they would still be questioning such a formidable being...

Qian He’s heart was filled with sighs.

At this moment, Qingcheng, the maid, could no longer suppress her trembling heart.

"I’m convinced, I’m truly convinced, I never expected Master Zhou to be so powerful; he’s only at the level of Nine Changes of Sword Void, how can he easily slay a disciple of Heavenly Soul Hall at the Early Stage of Fourth Sword Tribulation Refinement as if cutting grass? This is simply impossible!"

"This, this is too powerful, so powerful that it almost seems unreal..."

Cheng’er’s heart was immensely shocked; Qian He’s heart was filled with sighs.

And Yilan felt almost numb.

From start to finish, her master had continually given her surprises without fail.

It seemed as if he excelled in every aspect; was there anything in the world that he could not do? Did he have to excel in every aspect?

"Fortunately, he is my master, otherwise I... would have been truly devastated. After all, on Ye Sha Ancestor Star, I, Yilan, am also ranked among the top ten in combat power and talent of my generation; but this... how could I compare with my master?"

"Perhaps, Song Xiaoxiao, the number one person at the Realm of Five Refinements of Sword Tribulation, that incomparably pure ’Fairy,’ would not stand a chance against my master either."

"That Fairy Song Xiaoxiao, although very cute and pure, has always been genuine towards everyone, treating even herself as a commoner, with only her own Dao in her heart. Just what would she think upon seeing my master’s talent and ability?"

Due to the excitement and thrill of the great battle, and now the contrast with the peace and tranquility after the battle, inevitably there were many distracting thoughts in Yilan’s mind.

However, she soon discarded these thoughts.

Though they were safe for now, both Cheng’er and Qian He had been severely injured; such circumstances, even if there were Saint-level healing elixirs, the damage to the soul, the drain on the Life Origin, equated to the loss of life potential.

Even Saints in this world have their corresponding life potential; life potential is the Life Origin. A little loss might be gradually replenished, but a foundational damage like this was truly equivalent to a shortening of life.

These thoughts pained Yilan’s heart.

If it weren’t for her deliberately seeking to come to Rock Ancestor Star, Cheng’er wouldn’t have encountered such a calamity, and Qianhe Sect Leader wouldn’t have been involved to the point of being deathly pale and hanging on to life.

Yilan came to her senses, feeling extremely guilty.

She pondered, not knowing what to say, her heart ached a bit, and her eyes slightly teared up.

"Cheng’er, Qianhe Sect Leader."

Yilan called softly, her eyes reddening slightly.

"Princess, Qian He has already aged, with not much life left. To have met a wise ruler like the princess is Qian He’s fortune. Even if I were to die now, Qian He would have no regrets. With a deity like Master Zhou by your side, Qian He can die in peace."

Wei Mingqian seemed to understand his end and thus spoke with complete disregard.

"Princess, don’t feel sad, otherwise Cheng’er and Qianhe Sect Leader will only feel more guilty."

At this moment, Cheng’er also spoke somewhat despondently.

Her upper body had been pierced, damaging not just a little bit of her soul; her life potential had suffered even more, but she dared not show it, temporarily suppressing it only.

"Look at you, making such a big deal out of this; I’ll heal you right now, no need for such tragic sentimentality."

Zhou Yan suddenly spoke.

"Ah—"

The three of them were stunned.

Yilan even showed a surprised expression, asking, "Master, can you really save them? How long will it take? As long as the Life Origin potential and soul injuries can be cured, ten or even eight years, any heavenly or earthly treasures are not a problem—"

Before Yilan could finish her words, Zhou Yan casually slapped his hand, combining techniques like Nirvana Rebirth, Withered Wood Spring, and Undying Rebirth. In a single whoosh, the originally dying Qian He and Cheng’er were as if doused in a fresh spring and purified from marrow to bones, instantly restoring them to their peak cultivation level, and they even faintly showed signs of a breakthrough.

"Err—"

Cheng’er and Qian He were completely dumbfounded.

And Princess Yilan, as if frozen in place, swallowed visibly a few times at her clean neck, unable to utter even a word.

"This... this isn’t human, this is a god, right? Can this even be humanly possible?"

It took quite a while for Yilan to regain her senses. Suddenly, she really wanted to ask, Master, is there anything you can’t do? Tell me, so I can be surprised for once...