Chapter 419 - Faint Connection (1/2)

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Yan Zaizen's voice lingered in the hearts and minds of these Soaring Sword Sect experts. Their bodies still as their trembling eyes followed the descending corpse of their fellow sectmate. An eerie chill shivered down their spines.

Yan Zaizen casually waved the sword within his hands, brandishing it as if he was awaiting a response. As he felt the sword in his hand, he couldn't help but frown. His original body had comprehended all the Mortal and World Laws of the Heavens to the peak-Sovereign level, yet this body couldn't comprehend a hint of it.

This soul was truly lacking in substance and special characteristics. It lacked his comprehension of laws, the Black Hole, and even his True Dao. Outside of his Immortal Herculean Physique, there wasn't much else currently.

Though his Heavenly Dao Seed's energy can heighten his cultivation speed and power, he knew there was a huge disparity when comparing his Dao Heart. However, when he inspected the sword, he didn't even find a link to the Heavenly Laws.

”I can't feel the Heavenly Laws?” His eyebrows raised faintly as the lingering Nascent level law energy of the Mortal Law of the Sword lingered the sword's surface. His intelligence and thoughts were incomparably fast, capable of perceiving the Heavenly Annihilation Light and conceiving ten thousand thoughts in a matter of a second thanks to his Paragon Soul Realm cultivation.

Yet, he couldn't delve into the principles of this law. How could he not find this odd? He felt as if the laws of this world were incompatible with his current soul. What did that even mean? What could it mean?

As he wondered this, he felt a cute bark resound in his heart and alert his mind. He subconsciously turned towards the skyship and recognized the snow-white puppy that was lightly making sounds, its eyes glimmering with excitement. A faint smile surfaced on his face subconsciously.

Swoosh!

As he was distracted and in thought, the Soaring Sword Sect members had a rapid transmission discussion, trying to alleviate their fears and drum up a resolve. They had come to a swift conclusion, acting decisively. A Qi Unification member shot backwards towards the Solitary Sword Mountain, his body enshrouded by sharp winds of qi. His speed was swift as he flew away.

However, there was no shame or fear in his eyes, but sheer determination. While they were skeptical to believe that Yan Zaizen was the Ancestor of the Yan Clan, those insidious devils of the past, they decided to act in accordance with their sect procedures. If a Yan Clan member too strong were to resurface, they were to alert the strongest expert and army of their force and hunt them down with extreme prejudice.

They had decided to inform their Sect Master without a single hesitation. As for the young man who boasted an initial-Origin Core Realm cultivation base, his body started to erupt in a vigorous aura. The other elders started to form strange handseals as they retreated behind the young man and seemed to establish some collaborative art. Streams of sword qi shot into the back of the young man and his aura intensified by the sword.

He retrieved a long sword. On its surface, sword qi flowed ceaselessly like ghosts and wraiths upon a haunted world.

”You dare to use the Yan name, those devils that should not exist, before the Soaring Sword Sect! I, Gu Ling, will ensure your death will be excruciating.” Gu Ling, the Origin Core expert, announced with righteous and sharp demeanor.

Yan Zaizen returned his gaze, observing their tactics. It reminded him of the Deluge Realmlord. At the time, he had galvanized the powers of his subordinates to attack him, executing unique manifestation-type arts that enabled offensive and defensive abilities. At that time, he similarly relied on his Herculean Path cultivation.

His memories flashed with intent as the sword in his hand was dropped. He was not a user of the sword. In truth, he used three types of weapons in his life, a bow, a warhammer, and his fist.

”Fine. I don't have time to quietly wait. I'll just take what I want.” Yan Zaizen's mood was not good. He had just learned that his bloodline was discriminated against and treated like devils, likely tortured and slaughtered in the past. The prejudice had been propagated endlessly and continued to do so.

These insignificant figures chose death, so he'll deliver it swiftly.

Yan Zaizen stepped forward. His body, brimming with vital energies that kept him afloat, flashed swiftly towards Gu Ling.

Gu Ling was an exalted Origin Core Realm expert, a cultivator with nearly a thousand years of experience, so he did not react poorly at Yan Zaizen's pressing arrival. He entered a steady stance and gathered his sword qi, his entirety immersed into the sword.

Yan Zaizen arrived a few meters away from Gu Ling, perfectly within close combat range. His hand was already balled into a tight fist as he threw it forward with a sharp sound.

Gu Ling calmly responded, his sword met Yan Zaizen's fist. The knuckles of his fist met Gu Ling's edge of his blade, yet the scene of sword slicing through flesh hadn't occurred.

Bam!