As soon as Zhou Xingdou finished speaking, he felt as if he had been struck on the head. The blow pierced through his powerful body, causing even his body, which was comparable to a treasure, to feel unbearable pain.
Even Zhou Xingdou couldn't help but let out a muffled groan from the pain.
But Tian Jiu'er glared at him, then explained:
"That's because the Prison Suppressor has no demonic nature and is more aesthetically pleasing, but this sword has extremely deep demonic nature, and it's too dark and too big, like a coffin lid, so it's not suitable to give it as a gift on a joyous occasion."
After hearing Tian Jiu'er's explanation, Zhou Xingdou clicked his tongue:
"You're quite stingy. You only gave me a great holy weapon on the day I was born. No wonder my grandfather didn't want me to become your disciple. He probably thought you were too stingy."
As soon as Zhou Xingdou finished speaking, he realized something was wrong. It would be strange if he didn't anger Tian Jiu'er after saying those words.
But Zhou Xingdou really didn't do it on purpose. While he was being affectionate with Luo Hanyi just now, he unintentionally triggered a certain nerve in him, which made him a little confused at the moment.
Sure enough, Tian Jiu'er's beautiful and aloof face immediately showed a hint of anger, and the countless fierce swords in the hall trembled at this moment, emitting bursts of sword cries.
When Zhou Xingdou came to his senses, the endless, malevolent swords rushed towards him, engulfing him in an instant.
Throughout the Nine Profound Palace, bursts of painful groans echoed.
At the same time, a gust of wind swept through Lin Fan's residence, and a deafening roar resounded from his body as he radiated a scarlet, violent light.
In an instant, his cultivation level, which was at the initial stage of the Meridian Opening stage, surged dramatically.
Mid-stage Meridian Opening, Late-stage Meridian Opening, Peak Meridian Opening!
At the seemingly insurmountable barrier to enlightenment, he finally succeeded. As his surging spiritual energy coursed through him, the barrier was breached as easily as a thin sheet of paper.
The rate at which his cultivation level increased did not stop at this moment. One after another, his acupoints were opened, and the sounds of opening acupoints rose and fell.
After all 360 acupoints in his body were finally opened, his cultivation level surged and remained at the peak of the Acupoint Opening stage.
Lin Fan exhaled a breath of stale air and opened his eyes. His eyes were no longer as resolute as before; they were filled with negative emotions, which made people feel very uncomfortable.
Feeling the surging power within him, he couldn't help but laugh out loud twice.
So what if I fail to break through? So what if my cultivation level decreases or my origin is damaged?
Lin Fan, having broken through the Tongxuan barrier and entered the Enlightenment realm, couldn't help but shout with pride:
"Breaking through one major realm and eight minor realms in a single day—who in the world can achieve what I have done!"
Having vented his inner turmoil, Lin Fan's smile deepened, his eyes revealing arrogance, and he coldly snorted:
"Hmph! Even Zhou Xingdou, that spoiled brat who relies on his family background, is a piece of trash compared to me!"
Zhou Xingdou, the spoiled brat whom Lin Fan called a piece of trash, was indeed not feeling well at the moment, even though he had crossed three major realms in a few days and his cultivation was extremely solid.
But when faced with Tian Jiu'er, he was still easily manipulated and dictated to her at will.
For the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, he was struck by countless vicious swords. In the end, whether Tian Jiu'er calmed down or something else, the vicious swords returned to their original positions on their own.
Zhou Xingdou twisted his still-painful body a few times, and looking at the Heavenly Punishment Thunder Emperor Armor covering him, he felt that it was a waste of its reputation as a rare and precious object, as it had not played any role at all.
Tian Jiu'er's ethereal voice rang out again, but this time it carried a faint sadness:
"Originally, I intended to give this sword to your mother privately later, but unfortunately, the couple never returned."
Where did they go?
Stephen Chow doesn't say he knows nothing about his parents, but he certainly doesn't understand them at all.
He didn't even know whether the two were alive or dead, and the Zhou family never mentioned it. He didn't care much about it either.
He values himself more than his parents who disappeared without a trace.
At the age of five, he unraveled the mystery of his birth and awakened memories of his past life.
Although his memories of the past are very vague, as an adult, he wouldn't cry and scream like a child just because he has no parents.
He was an orphan in his previous life and was used to living without parents. He was already very satisfied with having a grandfather who treated him well.
But now that Tian Jiu'er has mentioned it, he can't help but be curious.
This question also made Tian Jiu'er silent for a moment, her beautiful eyes filled with complex emotions as she looked at Zhou Xingdou:
"Although I don't want to say such clichéd things, with your current strength, you really are not qualified to know these things."
Zhou Xingdou didn't press further, saying indifferently:
"Can't say? Then forget it."
He had seen this kind of plot many times in his previous life, so even if he pressed him for details, he wouldn't tell. He would naturally find out when the time came.
Zhou Xingdou's actions left Tian Jiu'er completely bewildered. She had prepared her excuse for refusing after Zhou Xingdou pressed her for answers, but she hadn't expected to need to use it.
He could only sigh and say:
"You're quite open-minded."
Zhou Xingdou raised an eyebrow, then changed the subject, looking at the giant sword standing before him:
"You say this sword is extremely demonic, but I wonder about its power?"
Without waiting for Tian Jiu'er's reply, Zhou Xingdou placed his palm on the blade of the black giant sword.
Suddenly, an extremely violent force surged into Zhou Xingdou's body, and a blood-red color appeared before his eyes.
When he looked up, he found himself in a sea of blood, with countless broken flesh and corpses beneath his feet, and countless white bones piled up like mountains.
A forest of withered trees, seemingly formed from piled-up flesh and blood, stood, with entrails dripping with pus and blood hanging from their branches.
The entire space was filled with an endless scene of purgatory, as if one were in hell.
The souls, unable to be reborn, let out terrifying howls, interspersed with the cries of children and the soft laughter of women.
At the same time, Zhou Xingdou felt an invisible hand stirring his emotions in his mind, as if trying to make him angry and afraid.
If it were an ordinary person, they might have been so frightened at this moment that their legs would have gone weak, and they would have been driven to the brink of collapse by that invisible force.
But what does Stephen Chow do?
Acting on behalf of Heaven to punish, controlling the thunder.
He had already cultivated an aura of supreme yang, strength, and power; such an evil scene might frighten others.
But compared to Stephen Chow, it is the other party who should be afraid.
After all, thunder can subdue all evil!
Suddenly, Zhou Xingdou's body trembled, and the silver-purple vertical line between his eyebrows shone brightly.
In an instant, a majestic divine power rose from Zhou Xingdou's body.
Boom!
A thunderous roar shook the heavens and the earth, startling the sea of blood into towering waves, and shattering countless fleshy and withered trees.
What followed was a barrage of azure lightning, carrying an aura of destruction and radiating extreme yang energy, striking in all directions.
Thunder spread in all directions, purifying everything it passed through and obliterating all filth.
Click, click!
The crimson space suddenly let out a shrill howl, and then the entire space began to crack like a mirror, shattering into pieces to reveal the original appearance of the rear hall of the Nine Profound Palace.
The giant sword began to hum at that moment, and the red patterns flowing like magma emitted a bright crimson light.
In the shattered space of Sumeru, the giant sword hovered in mid-air, its tip pointing straight ahead, unleashing an incomparably terrifying and powerful force, carrying an unparalleled might that could suppress heaven and earth.
Suddenly, he charged towards Stephen Chow!
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