But some things, like the fact that Zhou Lingyi was Hou Ling’er’s Ding Furnace, are such that the people involved would never know until the facts came to light.
After finishing his drink, Zhou Yan sighed, feeling somewhat melancholic.
In just two days, was Lee Yan Yun, another woman of his father, going to be refined into a Sword Spirit? Was this deliberate provocation?
Zhou Yan knew that given his father’s character, once this fact became reality, even if he was fully aware that it was a conspiracy, his father would surely appear.
And if his father did appear, with his abilities, facing an opponent with Three Souls and Seven Spirits, the outcome needed no contemplation.
Carrying these thoughts with him, Zhou Yan left the tavern, and at the moment he stepped out the door, a cultivator in green robes unintentionally brushed past him; next, a vague message was transmitted: "Zhou Yan, leave Carefree Main City immediately. Don’t bother with these matters any longer!"
These words were not communicated verbally nor were they spoken; rather, they were thoughts in the other person’s mind.
Zhou Yan hadn’t noticed this person before, but at that moment, he felt the man acting as if he were in a drunken stupor, exhibiting a moment of abnormality, and then he paid attention to this unfamiliar yet vaguely familiar cultivator in green robes.
Just having noticed him, the stranger thought such thoughts, and Zhou Yan’s heart sank. He immediately understood that most of his abilities and his character had been exposed.
Otherwise, this person would never have such thoughts.
"I am Zhou Qian. The situation is dangerous. Your possession of Ancestor Blood has already been noticed by some great powers. Leave quickly ..."
The voice stopped there, and there was no more to follow.
Or rather, Zhou Yan could no longer feel any more.
In that instant, the green-robed cultivator suddenly recovered from his drunken-like state, casting a surprised glance at Zhou Yan as he passed by, and then, rubbing his head unconsciously and with a puzzled face, walked into the tavern.
This person was just an ordinary cultivator at the Sword Heart Three Realms, with average ability and strength, not Zhou Qian.
But the sentence in his heart had given Zhou Yan an inexplicable touch, presenting the same feeling as Zhou Qian.
What in the world was going on?
Zhou Yan thought of the Great Zhou Family. The more he thought about it, the more worried he became, but he also knew the method to enter the Secret Land.
Thus, after a moment of hesitation, based on the trust he had in Zhou Qian, Zhou Yan silently returned to where the Great Zhou Family was located.
The moon shone brightly, and the magpies flew southward.
Far off, before Zhou Yan approached the Great Zhou Family, he already sensed an oppressive atmosphere enveloping the whole area.
Zhou Yan didn’t have much familiarity with the terrain near the Great Zhou Family, nor had he had much interaction with it, but his memory of it was absolutely vivid.
Yet now, this place was nothing but a wasteland, overgrown with dead trees and wild grass.
In just three months, it had become a ruin, appearing desolate and sorrowful.
But Zhou Yan knew this was an illusion; within these ruins lay a hidden Ancient Transmission Array. Once activated, the array could cleverly accomplish a transfer, conveying a person to another secret location of the Great Zhou Family.
From there, one could directly emerge in the last sanctuary of the Great Zhou Family.
Zhou Yan sensed his surroundings, which were devoid of any human presence.
Yet, Zhou Yan still felt an unknown and oppressive danger, as if the Ancient Array ahead were a fierce beast, its gaping maw open wide, waiting to devour the lives that entered.
His heart inexplicably skipped a beat. Thinking that the Great Zhou Family might be in imminent peril, he nonetheless suppressed the anxiety in his heart and walked toward that place.
The ordinary Array base appeared like an abyss, as if once one entered, one would never return.
Zhou Yan knew that if the Great Zhou Family had vanished into the Array, there must be great danger, yet his brothers and family were there. Below the realm of Sword Soul Three Heavens, he was now invincible; he had to go.
Blood Qi triggered the activation of the Array, and as a white light came forth, Zhou Yan suddenly felt the world invert, followed by a tearing pain that came through and vanished in an instant.
The transference’s spatial power disappeared, and Zhou Yan found himself in a depression within an ancient, desolate mountain, still shocked by the force of the transportation!
Outside the Ancient Array lay mountains all around, and among these mountains was a beautiful ravine full of blooming flowers and pleasant climate.
This place seemed isolated from the world, very beautiful.
But no sooner had he appeared here than Zhou Yan felt he could no longer move because, in that instant, a Thunder Light carrying the power of Purple Flame struck his Soul in a flash.
It was an ambush, a shocking attack that came prepared; moreover, the tactics were to counteract thunder with lightning, specifically aiming to catch him off guard. Zhou Yan was utterly taken by surprise.
Ancestor Thunder Divine Light!
That was Zhou Gucheng’s Sword Dao.
A streak of Ancestor Thunder Divine Light, colorless and shapeless, could paralyze a person’s Soul, rendering one unable to use any abilities momentarily.
Behind this Ancient Array, in the last refuge of the Great Zhou Family, there was such an ambush right after the transmission, giving Zhou Yan an immediate blow!
This strike couldn’t break through Zhou Yan’s defenses, nor was it enough to injure him, but the paralyzing moment was enough to leave Zhou Yan completely defenseless before his enemy.