King of Creation
Chapter 235 - 232: The Sword Has Not Been Drawn, Yet the Enemy Has Been Defeated

Chapter 235: Chapter 232: The Sword Has Not Been Drawn, Yet the Enemy Has Been Defeated

"If I were you, I’d get up obediently, give up on these two red broken swords, and then walk far, far away to avoid being killed," a voice laced with a hint of mockery yet filled with evil qi suddenly rang out above Ye Zhen’s head.

Feeling the pressure of a Spirit Transformation Realm martial artist from above, Ye Zhen’s fingers trembled and he slowly straightened his back.

Above Ye Zhen, a hundred meters away, a handsome young man with sword-like eyebrows and starry eyes, but with a large black mole on his chin, was staring at Ye Zhen coldly, showing undisguised contempt.

"I thought you had gone to fight for the Golden Fragmented Swords. I didn’t expect to miss out on such an opportunity to pick up the leftovers!" Ye Zhen said fearlessly with a smile, the Changfeng Sword in his right hand gently pointing upwards, assuming the initial stance of the Wind Cloud Sword Technique.

While Ye Zhen might not seek a fight, he would definitely not let go of any opportunity that fell into his lap.

"Hmph, the red broken swords are hardly something that those at the Peak of the Spirit Summoning Realm like you can..."

The young man with the mole had only spoken halfway when his expression suddenly changed.

Because he noticed that at the moment Ye Zhen’s sword tip pointed upwards, the surrounding momentum was rapidly climbing.

What was even more astonishing was that the momentum seemed to carry a faint hint of challenging his own power.

"In this world, treasures go to those with ability!"

With a soft chant, Ye Zhen’s divine sense sharply focused on the Sword Vein Divine Power.

Buzz!

The Sword Vein Divine Power suddenly emerged, resonating unceasingly within Ye Zhen!

Almost simultaneously, the soaring momentum around Ye Zhen underwent another transformation.

If the rising momentum from before was simply his own power, the power of the Wind Cloud Sword Technique,

then the momentum that was climbing now was that of a sword, a long sword pointing straight to the heavens.

Seen through the eyes of the martial artist with the mole, Ye Zhen at that moment was nothing but a towering sword standing between heaven and earth.

In that instant, the martial artist with the mole felt as if he was standing high above, yet somehow shorter than Ye Zhen.

Thinking this, the martial artist with the mole suddenly panicked, realizing that it was an illusion caused by being overwhelmed by Ye Zhen’s aura.

"Ability? You mean the ability of someone at the peak of the Spirit Summoning Realm?"

Being suppressed in terms of momentum made the martial artist with the mole hesitate to attack immediately. To attack rashly would mean to suffer a disadvantage. Likewise, he raised his sword tip and his spiritual power instantly burst out from his body, his aura climbing wildly.

"Who doesn’t know how to fight to the death?"

As these seven words left his mouth, the surging spiritual power within Ye Zhen instantly surged toward the sword tip on the surface of his body, and in that moment, all that was left in Ye Zhen’s eyes was the Changfeng Sword that was tilted upward in his hand.

As the power of the Wind Cloud Sword Art was stimulated, the tip of the sword swept around creating a continuous hissing sword light, and a Hurricane Sword Wheel was already formed at Ye Zhen’s sword tip, waiting to be unleashed upon the martial artist with the mole at the slightest movement and under the guidance of Qi.

Moreover, Ye Zhen continued to stimulate the surging spiritual power within his body, guiding it towards the sword tip with his divine sense as if it was the most natural thing to do.

In this moment, Ye Zhen was without joy or sorrow, everything around him, let alone the martial artist with the mole’s slight sword movements, even the blinking of an eye, did not escape Ye Zhen’s perception.

Everything around him became exceptionally clear, even time seemed to slow down a bit in Ye Zhen’s eyes. To him, the sword momentum of the young man with the mole was filled with flaws.

The moment he made a move, Ye Zhen could strike him with the force of a thunderclap.

In this state, Ye Zhen could even sense the direction of the martial artist with the mole’s sword thrusts.

Everything was within Ye Zhen’s control!

Ye Zhen was unaware that he was in such a peculiar state, but the martial artist with the mole was utterly shocked.

When Ye Zhen completely transformed into a sword, the martial artist with the mole suddenly felt a strange sensation.

He felt as if he was a martial artist standing naked before Ye Zhen, defenseless, even though he knew full well he was holding a sword in his hand.

Fear, an inexplicable fear, gradually rose from the heart of the martial artist with the mole.

In this small domain, he felt like an outsider while his opponent, the Spirit Summoning Realm martial artist he had looked down on, had become the central figure.

Instantly, he felt incredibly insignificant.

The tip of his sword began to tremble slightly.

But he dared not move!

He had a feeling that if he moved, he would be caught in a life-or-death predicament.

The martial artist with the mole never doubted his own feelings. His intuition had let him escape death three times, leading to his achievement in the First Stage of the Spirit Transformation Realm today.

In that instant, the only thought in the mind of the martial artist with the mole was one word—flee!

To quickly escape from here!

However, the martial artist with the mole knew very well that it would be okay if he didn’t move, but the moment he did, the overwhelming sword momentum from his opponent would pour down on him. In that scenario, his death would be certain; it would be better to fight to the death!

The fact that a mere Peak of the Spirit Summoning Realm individual, using only sword momentum, could drive a martial artist at the First Stage of the Spirit Transformation Realm to think of fleeing,

Monster!

This guy was definitely a huge monster!

The martial artist with the mole screamed inwardly.

Sweat instantly soaked the martial artist with the mole’s forehead, and the cold sweat on his back drenched his clothes. His face became paler and paler.

He was fine not having thoughts of retreat just now, but now that he had let such thoughts arise, he thoroughly lost his chance.

"I... I concede, the two red broken swords are... yours!"

The young man with a black mole was decisive. After weighing his options, he directly admitted defeat.

"Huh? You’re conceding?" Ye Zhen was astonished.

The young man with a black mole distinctly felt that when Ye Zhen started speaking, the astounding sword momentum around him noticeably fluctuated for a moment, as if it also dropped a bit.

After hesitating for a moment, the young man with a black mole still didn’t make a move. His figure retreated extremely slowly backward until he reached what he considered a safe distance, then he released the sword momentum around his body and retreated as fast as lightning.

"Bad luck!"

"There’s no share for me in the Golden Fragmented Sword, and now I’ve lost the Red Broken Sword as well... I might as well return and diligently cultivate..."

Feeling extremely depressed and giving Ye Zhen a glance, the young man with a black mole turned and left the Spirit Sword Grave Mountain, wiping the cold sweat off his forehead only then!

"This feeling has saved me for the fourth time..."

Ye Zhen, whose opponent had been scared away without even making a move, was now in a daze!

Just in that instant, Ye Zhen suddenly understood a bit about what Sword Heart Enlightenment meant!

In the past, even when Ye Zhen actively stimulated the Sword Vein Divine Power of Sword Heart Enlightenment, it only made his sword momentum stronger and more fierce.

As for the strange feeling of understanding everything from just now, he had never experienced it before.

Previously, when Liao Feibai emphasized how powerful and useful the Vein Forging Divine Ability of Sword Heart Enlightenment was, Ye Zhen didn’t have much of a feeling about it; at best, it just meant that his Origin Sword Vein was a bit stronger.

But now, Ye Zhen understood.

However, despite understanding, there was something that left Ye Zhen somewhat helpless.

That was the fact that Sword Heart Enlightenment was not under Ye Zhen’s control. It wasn’t something he could enter into whenever he wanted.

For instance, right now, Ye Zhen could not enter that state he had experienced just now, no matter what.

Ye Zhen realized that it must be because his Divine Ability, Sword Heart Enlightenment, had only reached the Half-vein stage. The occasional appearance earlier was probably because this Half-vein Divine Power had temporarily reached sixty percent completion.

If Ye Zhen could one day completely repair the Sword Vein Divine Power of Sword Heart Enlightenment, making it a complete Vein Forging Divine Ability, he would then be able to enter the state of Sword Heart Enlightenment at will.

Furthermore, Ye Zhen guessed that the state he entered just now was still not the complete state of Sword Heart Enlightenment.

At this moment, Ye Zhen had some understanding of the terror of Vein Forging Realm Martial Artists.

If he could enter that state anytime, it would be hard not to be formidable!

Despite such thoughts, Ye Zhen swiftly gathered up the two Red Broken Swords and the six Blue Fragmented Swords.

The battle in the sky continued. The Golden Fragmented Sword was like a Life Talisman; whoever got it immediately attracted the siege of everyone else.

Suddenly, a beam of light flashed from a distance, a Spiritual Power Giant Hand outrageously reached out, scattering the Spirit Transformation Realm Martial Artists gathered around, and in one grab, secured the Golden Fragmented Sword.

"I, Zhi Sheng, the elder of Sword Origin Sect, claim the Golden Fragmented Sword. It is produced from the Sect Forbidden Land of our Sword Origin Sect, rightfully belonging to us. None of you shall contend for it!"

A robust voice rang out, and the figure of Zhi Sheng, the elder of Sword Origin Sect, disappeared between heaven and earth within a few flashes, leaving the competing Spirit Transformation Realm Martial Artists to curse their mothers.

Those who were alive were okay, but the dead had paid an even greater price in vain!

Ye Zhen, however, was intently comprehending the Sword Dao contained within the Red Broken Sword.

The Sword Dao within the Red Broken Sword was several or even ten times that of the Green Fragmented Sword, so engrossed was Ye Zhen in the comprehension that he even left the vigilance to the palm-sized Cloud Winged Tiger Cub.

The half-year of refinement within Sword Scar Canyon had allowed the Cloud Winged Tiger Cub to grow quite a bit, and now facing the terrifying invisible sword momentum within the canyon, it was already quite composed.

After ten days, the last trace of red light on the Red Broken Sword resting on Ye Zhen’s knees completely disappeared, turning into a piece of scrap iron, indistinguishable from the White Broken Sword!

"Ten times! It is ten times that of the Green Fragmented Sword!"

One Red Broken Sword alone could refine and merge more than four hundred Origin Sword Veins!

In other words, if Ye Zhen could get his hands on nearly a hundred Red Broken Swords, perhaps he could complete his Sword Vein Divine Power.

Moreover, Ye Zhen estimated that one Golden Fragmented Sword could potentially increase his Sword Vein Divine Power by half.

But then again, whether it’s the Golden Fragmented Sword or the Red Broken Sword from this time, it was only because the Spirit Transformation Realm Martial Artists were competing for the Golden Fragmented Sword that Ye Zhen picked up a bargain.

If it really came to fighting, with his current strength, Ye Zhen was confident in dealing with one Spirit Transformation Realm Martial Artist or a martial artist at the First Stage of the Spirit Transformation Realm, but for two or anyone at the Second Stage or above, there would be no chance.

Two days later, the Spirit Sword Grave Mountain had another minor eruption. This time, very few swords were expelled, and Ye Zhen managed to grab only one gray sword.

After pondering for a bit, Ye Zhen resolutely stood up and decided to leave.

The idea was simple.

If he continued in this state, Ye Zhen might spend five or six years without being able to completely restore and comprehend the Sword Vein Divine Power of Sword Heart Enlightenment to its full state.

He’d better leave to enhance his cultivation first, solidify the Spiritual Power Seed, and break through to the Spirit Transformation Realm. Then he could return here. By that time, Ye Zhen could freely compete for the Red Broken Swords, and perhaps it would only take one to three years to complete the Sword Heart Enlightenment.

Not just Ye Zhen; many Martial Artists entrenched in the Spirit Sword Grave Mountain began to leave one after another. After a major eruption, the amount of swords expelled by the Spirit Sword Grave Mountain would be very scarce for a while.

Just as Ye Zhen was about to leave, Ren Yinghua, who was below him, came up with a beaming smile. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to Qidian (qidian.com) to vote for recommendation tickets and monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users please go to m.qidian.com to read.)