67: The Great Perfection of the Ruthless Sword Heart

The atmosphere inside the room froze.

Cold sweat streamed down Di Yan's back, and a shadow of death clouded her heart; the Burial Heaven Demon Lord's strength seemed even more terrifying than she had anticipated!

"N-no!"

The young girl denied it point-blank, not daring to show the slightest flaw.

"That is good. If you truly intend to collude with people of the Righteous Path, then today, Revered Master will have to bear the pain and slay you!" Su Quan's casual remark made the young girl's heart nearly stop beating.

"Since there is nothing, then hurry up and do it!"

"I... I am just unwilling to draw my sword against someone who has lost the ability to resist!" Di Yan struggled to make a final defense.

"Very well, since you have your own Dao, then Revered Master will not force you!"

Su Quan sneered as he walked toward Zhang Bufan, pulled out a dagger, casually carved a piece of flesh from his body, and then sprinkled it with coarse salt, laughing viciously: "This Seat wants to have a good time playing with this little beast!"

"Ah——"

Zhang Bufan, who had been tortured beyond recognition, let out a heart-wrenching wail. His handsome face twisted, and his whole body convulsed: "I beg you, I beg you, kill me!"

To him, death was the only release.

"Kill you? Wouldn't it be too boring to kill you?" Su Quan sneered and carved off another piece of flesh.

"Stop!"

Di Yan could no longer bear to watch. She clenched her fists, gritted her teeth, and rebuked him angrily: "You are a dignified Burial Heaven Demon Lord, why must you make things difficult for a Golden Core Cultivator? Bullying the weak with your strength is beneath your dignity!"

"If others can kill me, I can also kill others; the logic is just that simple!"

Su Quan felt it wasn't satisfying enough, so he took out some honey and smeared it onto Zhang Bufan's wounds.

Di Yan became increasingly anxious, wishing she could draw her sword right now: "Killing someone is just a matter of decapitation, you..."

"Enough!"

Su Quan whipped his head around, his ferocious Aura stifling: "As the Burial Heaven Demon Lord, I naturally act as I please. Are you teaching me how to do things?"

Di Yan's cherry lips trembled, and she could not say a word.

She could feel that the other party's state at this moment was very bad, somewhat resembling madness and the signs of becoming a devil. If she said anything wrong, what awaited her would surely be a world-shattering blow.

"You little brat surnamed Zhang, I specially prepared these Soul-Devouring Ants for you; you can enjoy them properly!"

Su Quan licked his lips, took out a porcelain bottle from his Spatial Ring, uncorked it, and poured it over Zhang Bufan's mangled body.

Dense, thousands of scarlet ants almost engulfed Zhang Bufan.

They smelled the sweetness of the honey and desperately burrowed into the wounds and flesh, beginning to gnaw and devour wildly.

Ahhhh——

Zhang Bufan's screams were heart-wrenching.

He rolled off the stool onto the floor, twisting and struggling desperately like a worm. The pain of the Physical Body was bearable, but the damage inflicted upon the Soul was a thousand times more intense.

Soul-Devouring Ants were a terrifying method of torture in the Five Elements Realm that made all Cultivators tremble in fear.

"You stinking brat, daring to harbor designs on my Disciple, you don't even look at how many lives you have to lose!"

Su Quan quietly admired Zhang Bufan's miserable state.

Although he had been using this man from the very beginning, the feeling of often being schemed against was always somewhat unpleasant.

"Kill me!"

"Kill me!"

"Ah, I beg you, let me die!"

Zhang Bufan's pleas grew weaker with each passing moment.

His strength exhausted, he curled up in a pool of blood, completely unrecognizable as a human form.

Clang——

A resonant sword hum resounded through the night sky.

Looking again, Di Yan's long sword was unsheathed, precisely piercing into Zhang Bufan's heart.

At this moment, a look of relief appeared on the man's face. Watching the sorrowful and grief-stricken young girl before him, his mouth moved, making no sound, only lip-reading.

But Di Yan understood his meaning!

"Sister Di, thank you!"

"I will always like you!"

This was his revenge against the Burial Heaven Demon Lord, and also the last move he made for the Lietian Sword Sect.

With that, his vitality extinguished, and he stopped breathing.

"Ding, the Daughter of Destiny, Di Yan, has personally slain her heavenly mandate male protagonist, Zhang Bufan. Congratulations to the Host for obtaining a Legendary Gift Box!"

"Good, this sword strike by my Disciple was beautiful!"

Su Quan did not forget to applaud. He placed his palm on Zhang Bufan's head, his palm surging with Devilish Qi, forcibly extracting a strange cyan meridian from his body, which emitted an extremely Yin and soft Sword Intent.

"This Sword Intent will be of great benefit to you. Xiao Yan, absorb it!"

"I have my own Dao. This kind of Opportunity plundered from others does not suit me!" The young girl spoke coldly and stiffly.

She suppressed her emotions and walked outside. In her beautiful purple eyes, there was actually a mist of water gathering—a very incredible thing for a Cultivator who Cultivates the Ruthless Sword Heart.

Why?

First, the Mother-Father Family, which left her wandering outside since childhood, suffering the hardships of the world.

Then Zhang Bufan; perhaps he was the last person in the world who cared about her. They had clearly just agreed to become Dao Companions, yet in the blink of an eye, he died by her sword.

Burial Heaven Demon Lord, why must you treat me this way!

I hate this so much!

So much hate!

A Ruthless Sword Heart trembled violently, surging with azure radiance.

Personally slaying Zhang Bufan allowed her to completely step into the Major Achievement Realm of the Ruthless Sword Heart.

Behind her as she walked, vegetation withered and all things decayed. Under the shroud of that Major Achievement Ruthless Sword Intent, life could be rotted away, and the Law of heaven and earth retreated.

Gradually, she could no longer feel pain or hatred. Her seven emotions and six desires began to fade. The figures of Su Quan and Zhang Bufan in her mind also dissipated. Her Divine Soul became clear and empty, falling into a mysterious and profound Realm.

Her Aura and Sword Intent were climbing at a terrifying speed.

"Xiao Yan, worthy of being the Daughter of Destiny of this plane, you have had an Epiphany again. This talent is far more terrifying than the Burial Heaven Demon Lord!" Su Quan stood on the mountain peak, looking out, his tone filled with inexplicable envy.

Even separated by tens of thousands of miles, he could still clearly feel the sharp, stinging pain brought by that Sword Intent.

"The student surpasses the Revered Master!"

"Perhaps Revered Master is truly no longer your match now!"

Su Quan shook his head listlessly, unable to tell if he felt gratified or sad.

He cast a sidelong glance at the upper right corner.

Burial Heaven Demon Lord Experience Card Countdown: 9 years, 362 days, 16h 33m 26s

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Lietian Sword Sect.

Sect Master Sword Absolute Dust was furious inside the hall: "You bunch of trash, what are you all good for? That Devil Head actually snatched the Saint away right under your noses! Does my Sword Sect still have any face left?"

The Elders and Protectors were berated until they couldn't lift their heads, and even the Sect Masters of the other major powers of the Righteous Path looked grim.

Not to mention that this place was protected by various Sect formations, just the number of peak experts in the Mahayana Realm gathered here was sixteen!

The Burial Heaven Demon Lord was truly terrifying, regarding the world's heroes as nothing. He came without a shadow and left without a trace, and not a single person noticed. If this terrifying strength were used for assassination, the consequences would be unimaginable.

Wu Qiong stiffened her neck, still stubborn: "Who could have thought that the Devil Head would be so shameless, lowering himself to attack a Golden Core Cultivator!"

Yuan Meng also advised from the side: "Brother Sword, you need not be too anxious. Zhang Bufan was only taken away; after all, there is still a chance he is alive!"

Although words were spoken this way, everyone actually knew that since the Demon Lord had gone to such great lengths to make a move, the chance of Zhang Bufan surviving was very slim.

"Sigh! As long as the Demon Lord is not eliminated, I fear my Lietian Sword Sect will never have peace. In the future, who will dare to go into secluded Cultivation!"

Sword Absolute Dust sighed heavily; she was not angry for Zhang Bufan's sake.

Rather, she used anger to conceal her fear of the Demon Lord's terrifying methods.

"How can there be such an invincible existence in the world? It must be because of that peerless Cultivation Technique. If this Seat could also take it and study it, it might not be impossible to fight him!" Wu Qiong's eyes shone.

"Yes, now the only hope is probably to pin our hopes on that Sword Body!" Sword Absolute Dust's expression was complex.

If not for that Sword Body, the Demon Lord would be invincible in the world. Before long, the Five Elements Realm would become a playground for Demonic Cultivators!

Just then, a hurried report from a Disciple came from outside the hall.

"Sect Master, the Demon-Slaying Sword Immortal has returned!"

Everyone stood up abruptly, their gazes turning toward the outside of the hall.

A thin figure carrying a jade sword walked into the hall. There was no Aura to speak of on her body, and not a trace of Sword Intent could be sensed; she was just like an ordinary girl from a Mortal Family.

But it was precisely this control of returning to simplicity that made Sword Absolute Dust and the other powerful figures feel increasingly terrified, their Divine Souls trembling.

The gap between them had truly become an unbridgeable chasm.

"Sword Immortal, ..." Sword Absolute Dust's old face revealed a fawning smile.

She was just about to say something when she was interrupted by the young girl's cold words.

"I intend to go into secluded Cultivation for three years!"

"After three years, when I emerge, I will fight the Demon Lord to the death at the peak of Heaven Mountain!"

"This battle will determine superiority, and also life and death!"