Chapter 418 - The Tasted Sword (2/2)

Boom!

An erupting explosion occurred in his body as his cells, bones, flesh, and blood released an extraordinarily exhilarating sound of excitement. His amber-gold eyes were brilliant, like two suns in the night sky.

Small Success Stage!

His Nascent Herculean Physique had taken a step forward, his vital energies erupting, birthed from the latent energies within his body and transformed by the miraculous Herculean Path's laws. After a few seconds, his eyes dimmed until it revealed its normal state and his body no longer had faint rays of amber-gold light circulating through it.

”This should be enough!” Yan Zaizen quietly muttered to himself as he gazed beyond the midair group towards the Solitary Sword Mountain.

”I might as well be direct. I need to find those soul jades.” He needed to know what evidence there was of his Clan's vicious acts. While several hundred years would've passed since he had last seen them, the soul aura they faintly emitted from recorded images would be sufficient for him to determine their origins.

”I'll give you nine a choice,” Yan Zaizen stepped forward and his vital energies started to rapidly circulate and even faintly leave his body. He stepped onto midair and his body had done the unthinkable! He started to float with merely vital energies! A feat that was nearly impossible to achieve in a small, insignificant speck of the overall cultivation world like Presba.

Vital energies can be used in much the same way as soul energy and qi. However, it required an unfathomable amount of control to achieve flight.

The gawking expressions were numerous, but Yan Zaizen merely continued, ”Give me the soul jade that details my clan's alleged crime, or I'll take it from your corpses.” In truth, he was agitated in his heart. He wasn't much of a killer, having rarely killed people in his life, even actively avoiding it. However, since his stint in the Heavenly Origin Grounds, his belief had slowly started to change.

The act of self-restraint was far too frustrating. It would be best to no longer hold back, and slaughter his path forward. As long as he doesn't abolish their souls completely, they'll reincarnate. So what did he have to worry about?

With this in mind, he gave them this icy-cold choice.

The young man frowned, his heart calmed after learning of Yan Zaizen's life aura and lack of qi cultivation. But, when he witnessed Yan Zaizen stepping onto midair with simply his body's vital energies, his heart nearly leapt out of his chest. Could this person truly be the Ancestor of the Yan Clan?

This thought started to eclipse his heart in fear. While he was sworn to eradicate all those who wish to propagate the Yan Clan's lineage, as well as legitimate clan members surviving in their hidden corners, this only instilled a deeper fear towards the devil's of his bedtime stories. They were ruthless and merciless beyond imagination.

”Hmph!” However, sword cultivators were inherently strong-willed and hated the most when others decided to control their fates. A choice of kneel or die caused a particularly ferocious and arrogant sword cultivator at the peak-Qi Unification Realm to coldly harrumph.

He unsheathed his sword, causing a sharp keen to resound in the air, and his body soared towards Yan Zaizen with fearless momentum. ”Taste my sword!”

He brandished his sword with a valiant stance, his tip shooting towards Yan Zaizen's throat without hesitation. A sharp sword qi was produced that sliced apart the air itself, leaving a devoid feeling of nothing but the sword in its wake.

Yan Zaizen's gaze remained calm as he saw this, even though the others were startled. He slowly lifted his palm, faint vital and dao energies shifting beneath his flesh and circulating with his blood.

Ting!

Sword met flesh as Yan Zaizen used his index finger and thumb to stop the ferocious momentum of the sword. The radiating and sharp ray of sword qi was abolished by these two small appendages.

Then, with a flash!

Yan Zaizen flicked his wrist, the sword flipping brilliantly and with a swish, its hilt landed squarely in his palm. His attacker was shocked into a pause, his eyes radiating disbelief as he was disarmed within a moment, and now, the sword that he cultivated with his life now pointed its tip towards him.

A light push, yet incomparably sharp jab sent the tip of this blade into his throat. A gushing erupting of blood and life escaped its tip.

With a swift swipe, a head shot into the air and a headless corpse fell lifelessly to the ground.

Yan Zaizen lightly brandished his blade, his amber-gold gaze filled with imperial authority befitting an emperor swept the remaining members. He lightly spat, ”Choose.”

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