Chapter 1282 - Master of the Fiend Saber
"Brother Yan!"
Su Zimo was shocked.
The Nine Revolutions Soul Return Elixir was extremely precious and he barely survived just to obtain it. If not for a freak coincidence, he might have become a corpse in the Grand Primordium Ancient Temple as well.
However, that elixir was crushed by Yan Beichen casually.
"Brother Yan, why… sigh."
Su Zimo sighed.
Of course, he could understand why Yan Beichen would do anything given the circumstances.
Even if the Nine Revolutions Soul Return Elixir was destroyed, he could think of another way to search for it. Tianhuang Mainland was vast and boundless with countless ancient ruins—he could definitely find another one!
"Pianran is already dead. What's the point of this elixir to me?"
Yan Beichen looked at Qin Pianran's face in a daze and said calmly.
When he heard that, Su Zimo's heart skipped a beat!
The reason why Yan Beichen crushed the Nine Revolutions Soul Return Elixir was because he was already bent on dying!
"Brother Yan, now that things have come to this, you have to take care! Even with her death, Fellow Daoist Qin wouldn't want you to be this despondent!"
Worried, Su Zimo consoled softly.
"That's right."
Yan Beichen said, "Pianran wanted me to be fine before she left. B-but… how can I?! How can I live alone without Pianran!"
Suddenly, his expression turned extremely pained as he pounded the ground repeatedly with his fists, causing mud to fly everywhere.
"I hate it!"
"I hate it so much!"
Yan Beichen reared his head and cried into the skies. His eyes were bloodshot as he let out a tragic howl!
Suddenly, an extremely terrifying power spread out from Yan Beichen's body. It was a familiar power that caused Su Zimo's heart to skip a beat!
Immediately after, the ground beneath Su Zimo's feet trembled!
It was as though something extremely terrifying had awoken and was charging out from underground!
"Hmm?"
Su Zimo's expression changed.
Suddenly, he thought of an ancient fiend item!
Boom!
Right then, the ground not far away suddenly cracked and a black shadow surged into the skies. It emitted rumbling fiend qi as though it wanted to devour the world!
Su Zimo focused his gaze.
The Hatred Fiend Saber!
That ancient fiend saber was the most terrifying weapon Su Zimo had seen up till this point of his cultivation!
To think that this ancient fiend saber would possess such sentience that it could sense the immense power of hatred contained within Yan Beichen's body and came into being!
Clang! Clang!
The blade of the Hatred Fiend Saber trembled continuously.
Su Zimo could sense the joy and excitement of a living being coming from that ancient fiend saber!
Pshew!
The Hatred Fiend Saber transformed into a black shadow that shone with a cold glint. Carrying a torrential fiend qi, it stabbed towards Yan Beichen!
"Watch out!"
Su Zimo hollered and struck all of a sudden. Summoning the Creation Lotus Platform, he charged towards the Hatred Fiend Saber.
Boom!
The green light and pitch-black fiend shadow collided with a deafening bang!
A semicircular halo of power burst forth from the collision point of the two weapons and spread wildly in all directions!
Against the impact of that power, Su Zimo could not steady himself and was sent flying while his Creation Lotus Platform fell to the side.
Su Zimo was shocked!
Even when used by Dao Lord Hatred, this ancient fiend saber did not possess such terrifying power!
After flying for dozens of feet, Su Zimo ignored the pain in his body and struggled to stand up hurriedly, looking in Yan Beichen's direction.
Immediately, his expression changed!
The Hatred Fiend Saber had already stabbed towards Yan Beichen's chest and entered instantly!
"Pfft!"
It pierced Yan Beichen's chest and a bloodied blade protruded from his back!
"Brother Yan!"
Su Zimo exclaimed and wanted to charge forward.
The power of his Essence Spirit was almost depleted after his battle with Immortal Sword and Cloud Rain. However, even if he had to risk his life, he could not let anything happen to Yan Beichen!
"Don't come over!"
Right then, Yan Beichen roared.
Su Zimo stopped in his tracks.
Yan Beichen had a pained expression as his features were squeezed together. Although his body was trembling from the pain, he grit his teeth and said, "Again! It's not painful enough!"
"Pfft!"
The moment he said that, the Hatred Fiend Saber pulled itself out and pierced Yan Beichen's chest once more!
"Good, again!"
Yan Beichen roared.
Poof!
Another slash!
That slash had already punctured Yan Beichen's abdomen!
"Good, good, good!"
Yan Beichen roared in laughter as though he had gone mad. "Again!"
With each stab of the Hatred Fiend Saber, Yan Beichen's body would tremble in pain. However, his eyes revealed relief as a form of release instead.
Su Zimo watched everything in a daze.
He finally understood why Yan Beichen did not allow him to step forward.
That was because Yan Beichen was using this method to torture himself!
It was to resolve the pain in his heart!
Perhaps that was the only way he could ease the pain in his heart.
Poof! Poof! Poof!
In the blink of an eye…
Yan Beichen had already been struck dozens of times!
Bloody wounds appeared on his body in a shocking manner and his chest was almost punctured by the Hatred Fiend Saber!
There was another reason why Su Zimo did not step forward to stop it.
That was because although he was shocked to discover that Yan Beichen's heart had already shattered after receiving so many slashes and he had lost a lot of blood qi…
The lifeforce in his body did not deplete! Instead, it intensified!
His power of blood qi was rising rapidly!
An extremely terrifying power gradually awakened, germinated and grew within Yan Beichen's body!
Balls of pitch-black fiend qi grew within Yan Beichen's body, turning richer and more terrifying as they enveloped his body!
The blood vessels in Yan Beichen's eyes had already turned black!
His eyes turned pitch-black like two gigantic black holes and the hatred within seemed like it could devour everything!
Su Zimo's heart skipped a beat.
He could clearly see that Yan Beichen's wounds were healing at a speed visible to the naked eye under the shroud of the rumbling fiend qi!
Finally, the Hatred Fiend Saber stopped.
It stood upright in front of Yan Beichen.
The body of the ancient fiend saber was tainted with Yan Beichen's endless blood. At that moment, the aura it emitted had already fused with Yan Beichen!
The Hatred Fiend Saber had already acknowledged its master through blood!
Yan Beichen's consciousness seemed to be out of his control as well.
He reached out with both hands and gripped the handle of the Hatred Fiend Saber. Rumbling fiend qi extended from the saber and surged into his body!
The fiend qi formed dark, sinister and cold words in midair.
Every single word was filled with torrential hatred!
The hatred was boundless and extended to Heaven and Earth!
Those words eventually surged into Yan Beichen's body!
Upon seeing that, Su Zimo finally understood something.
He finally knew why he could not find the Hatred Sutra in the storage bag of Dao Lord Hatred back then.
It was not because the Hatred Sutra was destroyed by Dao Lord Hatred, but because it was within the Hatred Fiend Saber itself!
One was only qualified to cultivate this number one fiend technique of the ancient era after obtaining the recognition of the Hatred Fiend Saber!
