CHAPTER 675: CHAPTER 105 DEMON SOUL TRANSFORMATION

Zhou Yan knew he certainly wasn’t in a normal environment; perhaps he had fallen into some trick of a blood fiend, or everything was just someone else’s illusion.

Yet he saw Mu Qingyan.

If even Mu Qingyan had been ensnared, then this predicament was nearly unsolvable.

Zhou Yan did not know what realm Mu Qingyan had reached, but Zhou Yan knew that the likes of the Evil King, those Saints who possessed near-divine strength, had no Soul Sea.

Only true God Realm experts should possess a Soul Sea.

If there was a Divine-level Expert lying next to him, then what could he, a mere practitioner of the Nine Changes of Sword Void, do?

Zhou Yan laughed at himself with a touch of irony and suddenly felt quite desolate.

The gap in their realms was too vast, so large that he didn’t even harbor thoughts of chance.

Zhou Yan struggled to stand up, silently gazing at Mu Qingyan who lay on the bed, her jade-like body exposed. A strange heat stirred in his heart, and he felt an urge to do something inappropriate.

But ultimately, he managed to control his emotions.

Zhou Yan knew that, being here, he was supposed to lose much of his memory, then live on somewhat foolishly or blankly.

But because his body carried multiple seals, he had been suppressed by the man in Golden Armor, and he had shielded himself from the Heavenly Mechanism, modifying many things with the Tai Chu Rune, he retained his memories despite the enemy’s ploy. As his recollection became clearer upon seeing Mu Qingyan, Zhou Yan understood what had happened before.

Thus, Zhou Yan could now deduce that either they both had miraculously escaped, with Mu Qingyan saving him and bringing him to this unknown place,

or this place itself was an illusion or a Desolate Land, with both of them trapped here.

Compared to the second possibility, Zhou Yan hoped for the first, but clearly, his intuition told him that the likelihood of the second was greater.

Zhou Yan had difficulty grasping a Sword, supporting his body as he stood. He looked towards Mu Qingyan, her face breathtaking yet extremely wan and weary, and Zhou Yan felt an inexplicable compassion, an unspeakable tenderness.

Perhaps, when this woman woke up and came to know her true identity, she would still have to kill him.

She was beautiful, but not haughty, lacking the innate arrogance of those from the Beixue Heavenly Palace; she was clever, yet not inclined to plot or hatch schemes against others, for with her intelligence, any design she crafted would be inescapable; she seemed cold, but deep down she was both incredibly strong and tender.

Similarly, no matter how much she suffered, she would never confide in others, forever maintaining a calm, tranquil, and mystical demeanor, protecting herself tightly as if subconsciously fearing to be hurt again.

Wasn’t this kind of woman precisely the type he favored in the depths of his heart? The same nature as the Holy Daughter? The only difference being the Holy Daughter belonged to the Divine Plane, while she was the Netherworld Goddess.

Both women so noble and pure, both arousing in one the desire to conquer...

Yet love and admiration are sometimes so complex, and with limited time, Zhou Yan neither had the energy nor the strength to pursue the woman he liked, even though Hou Tianjian had once said that when faced with her, he should truly cherish her.

But how can one love when there is no starting point for such affection?

She had drifted into sleep, and only then did Zhou Yan realize that deep down, he truly didn’t dislike this woman, for such a woman truly met the standard of the ideal he’d dreamt of.

Not just for him, but for every man to dream of.

Yet when she awoke, Zhou Yan would still reject her, treat her coldly, and at times, pay her no heed.

For the tangle of the Netherworld Goddess’s heart lay with Lei Yan King; she was determined to slay Zhou Yan to clear her heart.

He was her entanglement, her Heart Demon, the one she was destined to kill.

Their strengths and positions were not equal, and as such, there would be no outcome.

Even without these reasons, just the entanglement with Lei Yan King alone was enough for Zhou Yan not to want to interfere, for he did not know if the Lei Yan King had truly fallen.

Soul? Flesh?

Zhou Yan had no idea.

Nor did anyone else.

For perhaps no one in this entire Plane knew.

Zhou Yan understood this logic well. He had always been adept at controlling his emotions, and the responsibilities he bore made it imperative for him to do so.

Zhou Yan sighed, quietly sat down with his legs crossed, and began cultivating Void Sword Dao. Using the Origin Power along with the Nirvana Skill, he began healing his injuries.

The injury seemed grave, but Zhou Yan was not seriously hurt; he had no Soul Loss nor was his Origin depleted. It was merely the dissipation of his body’s energy and Qi blood that made him feel exceedingly weak.

Origin Energy was excellent for replenishing, but it would still take a substantially long time.

Zhou Yan silently cultivated, gradually immersing himself in a state of Sudden Enlightenment.

As Zhou Yan cultivated, a faint light of the Void glimmered from his body, illuminating the somewhat dim room.

The pale blue glow cast upon Mu Qingyan’s beautiful face, her lovely, long eyelashes quivered slightly, then her eyes fluttered open.

In that moment, it was as if two rare jewels had been unveiled from the dust, bursting forth in dazzling brilliance.

These were a pair of extraordinarily enchanting eyes, clear and spiritual like crystals.

Even women, upon seeing such beautiful eyes, would involuntarily feel ashamed and be intoxicated by them.

But now, those eyes were directed at Zhou Yan, who sat quietly in the room. A shade of confusion flickered within them.

Silently, she gazed at Zhou Yan, her stare quiet and intense, as if she was trying to remember something.

Unfortunately, this time she could recall nothing, as memory only brought excruciating pain to the soul sea in her head.

"Could it be, another illusion, a trick of the demon heart? This time, even my sense of self is lost. Am I, right now, just idling in a demon soul state?"

Mu Qingyan murmured to herself in her heart, then sighed softly, with a touch of melancholy in her eyes.

Then, she sighed again, speaking softly, "Thank you, thank you for saving me again. Every time I’m in danger, no matter if you’re at the ends of the earth, you appear by my side, saving me."

Zhou Yan came back to his senses from sudden enlightenment, feeling a little dazed, for he had not saved Mu Qingyan.

Then, whom was Mu Qingyan referring to? Hou Tianjian or Lei Yan King?

If it was Hou Tianjian... then with her current state of mind and behavior, could she, perhaps, fall in love with the Hou Tianjian, who adored her?

Zhou Yan felt inexplicably uncomfortable at the thought but didn’t delve deeper because he grew irritable at the notion.

He didn’t like the feeling of irritability; it would activate the violent tendencies in his bloodline, bringing forth the Five Declines of Heaven and Man ahead of time and ruining everyone’s hopes.

Therefore, he could only respond coldly, "What virtue or ability do I have to save you?"

Mu Qingyan showed a somewhat desolate smile, saying, "I know it’s you, because the you here is actually a manifestation of my obsession, my knot, my heart demon. But I can’t bear it, can’t bear to slay you."

"In truth, you’re the only one who wouldn’t blame me. It’s my fault, I wrongly believed Jiang Tianling’s promises, that the methods of the Heavenly Void Spirit could turn reality into illusion, allowing you to get revenge in the Void Realm. Yet, I never expected that what should have been fictional turned out to become real, and I hurt you..."

Mu Qingyan spoke to herself, her voice filled with sorrow.

Zhou Yan frowned slightly.

"Although I married Jiang Tianling, it wasn’t real. Real and fake, I can’t even tell them apart myself."

"I haven’t wronged you; on the contrary, I took action against him. He got his retribution. He pursued me for a long time, but actually, from the beginning to the end, I was willing to follow you. I was so cold only to make you angry and care about me... but you never cared, or perhaps, I never felt your concern."

Mu Qingyan murmured to herself.

Zhou Yan was slightly taken aback; he was somewhat shocked as he looked at Mu Qingyan—what was happening, how could she reveal so many secrets? This seemed to be her and Lei Yan King’s past!

Could it be that the woman Lei Yan King loved most didn’t truly betray him, but was also framed and fell into someone else’s scheme?

If that was the case...

Zhou Yan thought for a moment, and suddenly felt a chill all over his body.

Mu Qingyan, who could be called an extraordinary woman of the Ten Thousand Realms, was not someone easily schemed against. Although she never schemed against others, she likewise wouldn’t be schemed against by others.

A person, once they reach a certain level of intelligence, is seldom trapped by the calculations of others.

But clearly, both Lei Yan King and Mu Qingyan had been schemed against.

Zhou Yan thought about it and it seemed that Lei Yan King showed indifference towards Mu Qingyan, while Mu Qingyan, in order to gain Lei Yan King’s attention, had ambiguous interactions with other men and trusted the wrong man, believing that creating an illusion and slaying Lei Yan King’s friends within it could lead Lei Yan King to repent. Unwillingly, what was supposed to be fictitious became reality, and thus Mu Qingyan personally killed many of Lei Yan King’s loved ones, even hurting Lei Yan King himself.

By the time Mu Qingyan realized what had happened, it seemed too late.

What changes occurred afterward, Zhou Yan couldn’t speculate. But looking at Mu Qingyan’s condition, his heart was instantly in turmoil.

This revelation made Zhou Yan understand some of the past, but his memory hadn’t awakened in the slightest, and even more doubts emerged.

What was Mu Qingyan’s current situation? Why did it seem like she had unlocked some shackles in her heart? Why was she revealing so many confessions?

Something wasn’t right!

Then, what about the Mu Qingyan he encountered at the Transmission Array? Why did she want to slay Zhou Yan to get rid of her heart demon? Wasn’t her heart demon condensed in her own world as a ’Zhou Yan’?

Zhou Yan was somewhat puzzled and apprehensive.

But he heard Mu Qingyan murmuring to herself, "I know this place is an illusion I’m in, another instance of Demon Soul Transformation. So, I can only share these thoughts with you. You are my heart demon, you’re him, but you’re not him, because you’ve developed your own will."

Mu Qingyan’s words left Zhou Yan somewhat baffled.

Zhou Yan was very smart and naturally picked up on something from Mu Qingyan’s meaning, realizing that Mu Qingyan considered this place to be her own knot and illusion.

As for the Demon Soul Transformation, Zhou Yan truly didn’t understand.