361: Chapter 349 Blood Words (2/3) 361: Chapter 349 Blood Words (2/3) Zhou Heng glanced at him and said coldly, “Get lost!”
The Night Demon Clan expert nearly went mad with rage.
Although he wasn’t a Divine Infant Realm Heavenly Monarch, he was a Nascent Soul Realm Old Ancestor.
When had he ever been scolded with the word “Get lost”?
Did this youngster think it was still the ti when everyone’s Spiritual Power was being suppressed?
So what if his physique had entered the Nascent Soul Realm?
He was nothing more than a brute.
Could he really be compared with a true Nascent Soul Realm expert?
“Youngster, you’re courting disaster with your mouth!” The expert sneered coldly, an egg-shaped object floated above his head, within it a roaring tiger, its aura perceptible only to Divine Sense.
His right hand flipped over and he struck out towards Zhou Heng.
Knowing Zhou Heng’s extraordinariness, he decided to make use of Deities from the very first move, determined to capture Zhou Heng in one fell swoop!
Zhou Heng was fearless; after all, he had already slain a Divine Infant Realm expert and a Nascent Soul Realm Old Ancestor before.
Now that his physique had advanced into the Nascent Soul Realm, what was there to fear?
People only knew his Brutal Strength had reached the Nascent Soul Realm, but they had no idea how he had forged his bodily strength to such an extent through the abilities of the Gold Devouring Clan!
The powerful hand ca attacking!
Zhou Heng’s eyes sharpened, and his golden fist imdiately roared out.
Bang!
Amidst the loud noise, Zhou Heng was sent flying over a hundred yards, slamming heavily against the wall behind him before rebounding.
If this wall had been made in the Mortal Realm, it would have completely crumbled in an instant due to the force transmitted by Zhou Heng’s heavy blow.
However, this was a structure from the Immortal Realm.
Despite having endured much damage, not a speck of dust fell from it even after Zhou Heng’s collision.
Zhou Heng remained calm and disdainfully looked at the Night Demon Clan expert.
In sheer strength, the fusion of Spiritual Power and Deity obviously completely overpowered re physical Brutal Strength.
However, Zhou Heng possessed more than just Brutal Strength; his physical constitution was so formidable it even surpassed Nascent Soul Realm Magic Artifacts.
To try overpowering him with strength alone would naturally require the power of a Divine Infant Realm!
He was now a one-man Magic Artifact, and one at the Nascent Soul Realm at that.
What was this level of impact to him?
Withstanding this hit was Zhou Heng’s way to gauge the power gap between them.
Knowing himself and his enemy would allow him to fight a hundred battles without danger.
A surge of intense combat desire radiated from him as he shook his right hand, brandishing the Black Sword in his hand; the Broken Blade emitted a chilling cold light.
Whoosh—Zhou Heng’s feet sprung up, executing Swift Cloud Radiant Step.
As swift as lightning, he brandished his sword and slashed towards the Night Demon Clan expert.
“How bold!” The Night Demon Clan expert, nad Hu Yingfeng, was an abandoned baby raised by a fierce tiger, resulting in an extrely violent nature.
Yet, one could not deny that he was a genius among geniuses, having reached the Nascent Soul Realm, standing among the most powerful at the pinnacle of the Martial Path!
failing to subdue Zhou Heng with one strike and instead provoking a counterattack, Hu Yingfeng was naturally enraged, feeling it as a direct challenge to his tiger’s might!
He roared furiously, the Deity in the egg also bellowing, and an intangible aura transford into an imnsely huge tiger.
His fists beca one with his body as he charged toward Zhou Heng, pushing forward.
Suddenly, his own Spiritual Power, the Deity above his head, and the montum from his body all fused into one tiger before rging together, turning into a green tiger of ordinary size that lunged rapidly at Zhou Heng.
Zhou Heng stood undaunted, the Broken Sword in his right hand unfolding as he executed Feiyu Seven Swords.
Leaf Falling Destiny Extinct!
Hum!
An odd scene erged.
The surroundings seed to turn into a forest, trees laden with withering leaves.
A gentle breeze stirred, and the leaves tumbled down.
Underneath a tree, a pair of lovers parted, their eyes brimming with tears as the ties of love were severed.
As the sword’s path swept by, everyone was touched by this emotion, feeling an irresistible urge to shed tears of sorrow.
Hu Yingfeng, bearing the brunt of it, knew that the scene was an illusion created by Zhou Heng, yet his mind was unintentionally affected.
The Deity, being a consciousness entity, was the first to falter.
Then his montum plumted, his Battle Power greatly diminished, and his Spiritual Power beca chaotic, causing the tiger that had been released to lose its support and vanish in an instant!
And at that mont, from within a falling leaf, a black Broken Sword thrust out swiftly!
Hu Yingfeng’s expression drastically changed.
Though he had beco extrely arrogant after advancing to the Nascent Soul Realm, his will, having endured countless challenges, remained incredibly tenacious.
He resolutely severed several of his own blood vessels, and amidst the surge of blood, he finally regained his senses.
Retreat!
Fwoosh— a streak of black light swept by.
A black vortex ford on the spot where Hu Yingfeng had just been standing.
Zhou Heng stood tall and firm, giving a cold stare at the disheveled and retreating Hu Yingfeng.
Although their exchange was brief, there wasn’t a single person in the room who was not an extraordinary Expert.
Even a cursory glance at the corner of their eye allowed them to see everything clearly.
What a formidable opponent!
Not only was his defensive power astonishing, but his Swordsmanship…
could actually affect one’s will!
Why are experts of Nascent Soul, Divine Infant, and Divinity Transformation Realms called half-step Immortals?
It’s because they have ford Deities, which attract the energies of heaven and earth, gathering Spiritual Energy which complents their own Spiritual Power to unleash trendously terrifying Battle Power!
Deity, plainly speaking, is will.
If one’s will is swayed, the power of the Deity naturally diminishes!
This was also the reason why the Great Eternal Emperor dominated the eight desolate lands thousands of years ago.
His Deity exerted a suppressing, even intimidating might against experts of the sa Realm, making it impossible for others to fight against him.
But now, a set of Swordsmanship actually possessed such formidable power!
Hiss!
This is Immortal Law!
That’s right, although only Zhou Heng, Tianhai Mulan, and Anhe Luoyuan had learned the Feiyu Seven Swords, the other Old Ancestors had observed for so long and definitely gained so understanding.
Even though they couldn’t use them, recognizing them was not difficult.
Previously, they only had a sensory awareness of it—this was Immortal Level Swordsmanship, certainly extraordinary!
But just how extraordinary, who knew?
But now, they knew!
Indeed, it was Immortal Level Swordsmanship!
Everyone’s eyes turned red as they stared at Zhou Heng, Anhe Luoyuan, or Tianhai Mulan.
Zhou Heng stood with his sword drawn, unleashing the Feiyu Sword Technique, his confidence surged.
Although this technique did consu a considerable amount of his spiritual power, after all, it wasn’t comparable to the Sky-soaring Nine Forms, which would’ve drained him dry!
If these shaless Old Ancestors really wanted to attack together, Zhou Heng wouldn’t mind borrowing Huo Tian’s glory to crush these old fellows under his feet!
He didn’t want to start a killing spree now because he hadn’t broken through to the Nascent Soul Realm yet—their spiritual power level was of no benefit to him.
His Dantian Space was too vast, and relying solely on his own cultivation would never complete the accumulation of spiritual power.
He must walk the path of slaughter.
Therefore, Zhou Heng actually didn’t wish to kill these experts—not because he was soft-hearted, but because killing them now would be too wasteful!
“This, this is the great battle of the Immortal Realm!” Just as things were coming to a head, a voice ca from one corner of the room.
The others thought there might be a treasure and turned their heads, only to see an old man in white at the corner of the wall, his face painted with fear and panic.
“Heavenly Monarch Fu, what did you discover?” soone asked.
This white-robed old man was a being of the Divine Infant Realm.
Not to ntion his battle power, what was first known about the old man was his longevity.
Who knew what longevity treasure he had consud, as he has lived for nearly five thousand years, still not dead yet.
If there was a competition for who lived the longest, he’d beat everyone hands down!
The other matter was his favorite pasti—studying ancient offerings and particularly interested in the history after the fall or disappearance of the Great Eternal Emperor.
He was continuously collecting information to unlock that lost piece of history.
In a world where martial might is revered, this Heavenly Monarch Fu was called a refined scholar.
“There are blood-written characters.
They seem to record the reason for the destruction of this piece of Fairy Continent—what a pity…
it’s incomplete!” Heavenly Monarch Fu said, his voice filled with both awe and excitent.
Of course, this was natural.
To the group of Old Ancestors, immortals were unreachable—their ultimate dream!
But now, a piece of the Fairy Continent had crashed into the Mortal Realm, life extinguished!
What kind of devastating power could have caused this?
They couldn’t even destroy a brick or a tile from this land, let alone the entire piece of the continent—what was the scale of disparity in power between them?
In the presence of such invincible power, how could anyone not feel great reverence?
On one hand, they were full of thoughts regarding the immortal relics, but on the other, their hearts were filled with fear.
What if the power that destroyed the Fairy Continent were to erupt again?
What could possibly stop it in the Mortal Realm?
Hearing what Heavenly Monarch Fu had to say, everyone gathered around, eager to know what great turbulence had happened.
“A catastrophe descended from the heavens…
The Ancestral Master opened the pathway to reincarnation, but it was too late.
An unknown force shook everything, and all turned to ash…
I didn’t die instantaneously, is it because of this armor I got from the ancient ruins?
Finished, everyone at the dojo is dead, and with my severe injuries, I can’t escape death either!”
“Great enmity…
Why did such a catastrophe befall us?
What wrong did we commit?
The Ancestral Master said it was because of a battle between peerless experts, the aftershocks from their fight affected us!
Those experts…
who exactly are they?”
“What about the seven Immortal Ancestors?
Why didn’t they co to stop it?”
“I saw it, that was a strand of black Sword Qi, no—”
That was where the blood-written characters ended, but people could guess the scene of that ti: a strand of black Sword Qi descended and the Fairy Continent completely collapsed, becoming separated from the entire Immortal Realm, not knowing for how long it drifted in the Void Space, until not long ago when it descended into the Mortal Realm.
Just a strand of black Sword Qi was enough to destroy a piece of the Immortal Realm?
Everyone looked at each other as a chill ran down their spines.
As Half-Step Immortals, each of them had always been proud and arrogant.
But still, they revered Immortals as deities.
And now, to see the Immortal Realm sliced open by a Sword Qi, the so-called Immortals unaware of what it was that killed them?
Even the Immortals were like ants before such power—what were they?
Among Immortals, was the disparity really this large?
Could it be that Immortals, like those in the realms of Gathering Spirit, Nascent Soul, Divinity Transformation, also had countless levels?
Everyone fell into a hushed silence, the smattering of truth they knew only serving to deal a blow that left them unable to breathe from the pressure!
What kind of beings were in the Immortal Realm that year, fighting a battle that caused even the Immortal Realm to lose a piece of land?
Among them, only Zhou Heng had more knowledge, because he knew that the great battle of that year definitely involved the original owner of the Black Sword.
(To be continued.
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