Within this, Zhou Yan didn’t feel regret but rather sensed that he had grasped a core key. Once he had his realization, he was certain he would be able to perfect the condensation of the Twelve Battle Beast Sword Spirits!
Having crafted soul level Combat Armor and a long sword was nothing short of shocking to Heaven and Earth, especially since Zhou Yan was only twenty-one years old. If word of this got out, it would undoubtedly astonish all of history, simultaneously elevating his status to an absolutely unparalleled level.
But at this moment, Zhou Yan had not a trace of pride, instead continuously recalling and summarizing the prior process of artifact refining, the process of enlightenment, and that one battle.
In that battle, his control of the Sword Spirit and usage of abilities in all aspects had not been at their best.
As Zhou Yan recalled, and compared it to the scene where Hou Ling had killed the woman in colorful clothes, he suddenly had an inexplicable realization.
Understanding Ancestor Blood allowed Zhou Yan to recognize that the method used by Hou Ling was a form of Bloodline Power. Bloodline Power from ancient bloodlines held an absolute suppression over ordinary bloodlines, akin to how some Spiritual Beasts and Demon Beasts feared the bloodline of a Beast King.
Zhou Yan could confirm that although Hou Ling’s strength was extremely formidable, her realm must still be at the pinnacle of the Sword Spirit Three Heavens, and she had not yet condensed a Sword Soul!
Otherwise, she wouldn’t have any demand for Emperor Blood.
And now, after entering the realm of Sword Spirit Three Heavens, Zhou Yan felt noticeably different. His understanding of Heavenly Dao Laws, his soul, suddenly seemed much more perfect and profound.
Zhou Yan believed that upon reaching the peak of this realm, if he could unearth the might of his bloodline power and condense several Mutated War Beast Sword Spirits, he feared his strength wouldn’t be inferior to Hou Ling’s!
But developing the power of the bloodline was a massive challenge.
After a long contemplation, Zhou Yan finally made up his mind, casting aside all concerns and directly entering the void of the Purple Flame Lotus Seed.
Sitting silently in the void, Zhou Yan began the process of enlightenment!
This time, Zhou Yan had many realizations, but even more confusion arose. In his understanding of Bloodline Power, the might of his realm, and the understanding and impairment of Sword Intent, there were many things Zhou Yan didn’t comprehend.
Therefore, taking this opportunity, Zhou Yan delved deep into enlightenment. Even if it meant expending all his Origin energy and opportunities for enlightenment, he didn’t care.
Through this intensive progress, Zhou Yan realized something: if he couldn’t break through the might and application of the bloodline power, it was impossible to condense a Sword Soul.
Initially, in front of the Bixue Palace Master, he declared that he would certainly achieve the Triple Sword Souls; previously, he declared he could surely succeed in condensing a Sword Soul... Now, with his strengthened realm, Zhou Yan was increasingly aware of the difficulty of this task.
Once in the Sword Spirit Three Heavens, Zhou Yan had no more extraneous thoughts. After organizing all his doubts, he finally sat down beside the Purple Flame Lotus Seed and began a deeper level of enlightenment.
The Purple Mist Sea boiled up.
For an entire month, energy furiously oscillated here. The Cultivators who had originally thought to come here were all slain by a crazed old woman and reduced to ashes.
Even some ancient geniuses at the Sword Soul Realm came here, only to be mercilessly slain without a chance to speak, their Sword Souls unable to escape.
So much so that the Anomaly that should have attracted countless strong figures when the Accumulated Feather Cold Ice Cave opened now did not dare attract too many Cultivators anymore.
Throughout the world, rumors of an ’Invincible Crazy Woman,’ a killer Demon, grew more intense.
This person was, of course, Hou Yao.
Having lost her sensing of the ring, followed by a loss of sensing the Ancestor Blood and Soul Armor, she was furious!
The secret deep in her heart was obviously exposed, all known by Zhou Yan, and her hatred was torrential, indestructible!
Thus, she refused to leave, lingering here, certain that Zhou Yan was hiding in the Purple Mist Sea, never having actually fled.
Sadly, no matter how she searched, no matter how frantically she bombarded, it was of no use. The other party seemed to have vanished completely, without showing the slightest anomaly.
On this day, a new month began.
The blood-colored twin moons gradually descended, dawn broke on the horizon, and the purple mist of the Purple Mist Sea began to rise, revealing a dazzling array of colors.
Hou Yao was numb, reaching the point where she would kill on sight.
This was the last place she searched, and she firmly believed Zhou Yan was highly likely hiding here, never having escaped.
She began to stir up a formidable soul power, initiating a powerful search.
Just then, a voice interrupted her search.
"Elder Hou, enough is enough."
On the horizon, the silhouette of a woman slowly flew toward her, appearing not far in front of Hou Yao in an instant.
Hou Yao went mad, hurling a terrifying Sword Soul at the woman in white.
The Sword Soul surged with unmatched divine might, sweeping the purple mist of Heaven and Earth like a roaring flood.
The path of the Primordial Magnetic Light appeared, directly annihilated by the relentless explosion of the Void.
But as the Sword Soul neared the woman in white, suddenly, an immense transparent sword materialized. With a gentle tremor, the terrifying Sword Soul’s killing intent was extinguished.
The Sword Soul was deflected, returning to Hou Yao’s body and jolting her awake.