Shocking the Nine Heavens With My Sword
Chapter 187 - 180 Graceful Advancement and Retreat (1/5)

Chapter 187: Chapter 180 Graceful Advancement and Retreat (1/5)

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Zhou Heng kept striking, ceaselessly plundering; the four Heaven-Opening Realm experts merely chased after him in vain. With the Swift Cloud Radiant Step, even a Mountains and Rivers Realm expert wouldn’t catch up to Zhou Heng in this limited time, let alone them.

However, to become Heaven-Opening Realm experts, the four elders of the Zhao Family weren’t fools; three of them quickly stopped their pursuit to protect the surrounding weapon racks from Zhou Heng’s approach, leaving only one to continue the chase and pressurize him.

But the place was vast, with countless weapon racks, each protected by restrictions; how could three Heaven-Opening Realm experts guard them all? They couldn’t just move the weapon racks together!

"Bastard!"

"Stop!"

The others couldn’t just sit still anymore, they were all beloved descendants of the four great Heaven-Opening Realm ancestors; these magic artifacts were supposed to be partly theirs, but now they were about to be completely snatched away by Zhou Heng—who wouldn’t be frantic?

They must stop Zhou Heng!

They leaped out one after another, encircling Zhou Heng, not seeking to injure the enemy but just to slightly hinder him—then, naturally, a Heaven-Opening Realm big shot would take him down.

Zhou Heng’s eyes turned cold as he shouted, "Whoever blocks my path will bear the consequences!"

Damn, this mere Land Cleaving Realm martial artist still dared to threaten them under the combined attack of four great Heaven-Opening Realm ancestors and a bunch of Land Cleaving Realm experts—how ridiculously arrogant! Although these people were all chosen sons of heaven, none were arrogant to this extent!

"What if we block you!" Zhao Mingxuan hated Zhou Heng the most; he was the brightest genius of the younger generation, bathed in the admiring gazes of his peers. He had recently been pursuing the beautiful Miss Du of the Du Family, a lady with high standards who paid him little mind, igniting his obstinate nature—the colder she was to him, the more vigorously he pursued her.

But now, facing this great embarrassment—if word got out, wouldn’t Miss Du scorn him even more!

Therefore, Zhou Heng must be killed—a dead genius would no longer weigh on anyone’s mind!

He summoned a cyan sword. Since his right hand was injured and not yet healed, he wielded the sword with his left hand. As he shook it, the chilly light flickered chaotically, darting toward Zhou Heng like a spirit snake.

This was a Fifth Grade magic artifact, able to boost a martial artist’s battle power by sixty percent. Combined with Zhao Mingxuan’s already formidable strength, the might was even more terrifying!

Whoosh, the cold light dazzled, rolling and overwhelming as it swept towards Zhou Heng.

"Seeking death!" Zhou Heng snorted coldly, his figure abruptly accelerating, appearing in front of Zhao Mingxuan in an instant. The Black Sword in his right hand slashed down!

Hum!

A white light arose, forming a protective shield in front of Zhao Mingxuan, but it was instantly broken by the Black Sword. Sword Qi swept by, and a burst of blood sprayed from Zhao Mingxuan’s chest.

"Ming Xuan!" the Zhao Family elder called out in alarm, his figure soaring through the air, recklessly using his spiritual power to unleash a heaven-covering giant hand, pressing down upon Zhou Heng.

Damn it!

Zhou Heng retracted his sword and hastily retreated. These scions of noble families each carried a forbidden artifact; killing them was indeed somewhat troublesome! Of course, this was also because Zhou Heng’s battle power wasn’t strong enough. If he were on the same level as the Zhao Family elder, what then of forbidden artifacts?

If even the maker of the forbidden artifacts could be cut down alive, then what use would his artifacts be?

Zhou Heng changed direction, pushing Swift Cloud Radiant Step to its utmost limit. The Zhao Family elder had to protect Zhao Mingxuan and could no longer chase him, so how could the other three Heaven-Opening Realm experts possibly protect so many weapon racks by themselves?

"No way!"

The nearby younger generation lashed out at Zhou Heng, cruel and merciless, aiming for Zhou Heng’s life!

"If you all wish to die so badly, I’ll oblige!" Zhou Heng roared with fury. This was no-man’s land; there was no talk of whom was stealing from whom, your gains depended on your ability! Since these people were striking him without hesitation, why should he have any scruples?

Treat me with respect, and I’ll repay you tenfold! But if someone seeks to kill me, I’ll certainly kill them!

Zhou Heng swept out with his Black Sword, unleashing successive Sword Waterfalls, the booming sound of the waterfalls like thunder in one’s ears.

He could absolutely crush any Land Cleaving Realm expert, unless they too wielded force, which might allow them to barely contend with him for a move of two; but how many of the several dozen people here could possess such force?

Hum! Hum! Hum!

One after another, white and golden lights arose, blood splattered everywhere. These younger generation members came here to treasure hunt, naturally equipped with life-saving forbidden artifacts given by their elders. These were meant for emergencies! But at this moment, they went off like fireworks, one after the other, the rate of depletion shockingly fast.

"Stop!" The other three Heaven-Opening Realm experts couldn’t stay put any longer, it was impossible to just watch their descendants get slaughtered. Forget about guarding the weapon racks, they all charged towards Zhou Heng.

The individuals they brought were the most promising members of their families and must not be allowed to perish here!

Zhou Heng laughed long and heartily, swiftly maneuvering, seizing the opportunity for another round of plundering. In just the blink of an eye, he had emptied several weapon racks.

"Everyone, gather together!" the Zhao Family elder shouted, "Brother Lu, you’re in charge of protecting everyone; Madam Ren, Brother Zhang, you two oversee the treasures. Don’t let this lad take anything else, I’ll take care of the chasing!"

The four Heaven-Opening Realm Old Ancestors, though all at the Third Layer Heaven, regarded the Zhao Family’s ancestor as the strongest in battle power. Hence, when he gave orders, no one felt it was inappropriate. Everyone complied and ceased their futile attacks on Zhou Heng, which only served to hinder their efforts.

However, the fact that four Heaven-Opening Realm and a plethora of Land Cleaving Realm Martial Artists had been pushed to such disarray by a mere Land Cleaving Realm youth would surely send Zhou Heng’s reputation skyrocketing were it to spread!

The four Heaven-Opening Realm Old Ancestors cooperated once again. The Zhao Family ancestor, with a ferocious look, set out to chop off the head of the boy who had caused them such a great loss of face!

"Old fool, you talk a better game than you play! Unfortunately, you’ve overestimated your own abilities while underestimating mine! Therefore, you shall pay the price!" Zhou Heng let out a long howl, pivoted his body, and charged towards the crowd.

With a wave of his left hand, an eight-colored lotus swiftly formed. It was beautiful yet filled with danger, spinning as it descended towards the crowd.

"Hmph!" Brother Lu from the Lu Family reached out with a large hand, and Spiritual Power converged into a palm that shot towards the eight-colored lotus in the sky.

"Stop!" Zhou Heng’s left hand shook again as he activated his Bloodline Martial Technique, instantly freezing the Spiritual Power-formed hand with ice!

Now an Eight Stars Heavenly Spirit Body, his Nine Nether Ice Heaven Jue could well compare with a Heaven Tier Upper Grade Martial Skill, significantly enhancing Zhou Heng’s battle power by more than a small realm. Although even with this increase, he still couldn’t reach the Heaven-Opening Realm, the gap was not as wide as before.

With the Nine Nether Ice Heaven Jue deployed, the massive Spirit Power hand couldn’t instantly shatter the ice. Whoosh—the eight-colored lotus continued to spin unimpeded, descending towards the crowd.

"Fight back together!" shouted Zhao Mingxuan from within the crowd.

"Exactly, when all of us join forces, how can we lose to one person?"

Everyone threw punches and clapped hands. In an instant, streams of Spiritual Power surged into the sky, taking on various shapes, some resembling Demon Beasts, others resembling weapons, all converging on the eight-colored lotus in the sky.

Boom!

The space, although vast, was still enclosed, and countless forces collided and compressed, forming waves of fury that surged throughout the entire space.

Thump! Thump! Thump! Thump!

One figure after another was flung away as white light surged and barrier after barrier shattered!

The eight-colored lotus, having reached the level of a Heaven Tier Upper Grade Martial Skill, was not to be taken lightly even by Heaven-Opening Realm experts, let alone others. Under its terrifying force, everyone was blown away.

Although they had joined forces, numbers alone did not equate to strength; otherwise, high-tier Martial Artists would not be considered invincible!

Some were lucky, merely thrown against the surrounding walls. Others were less fortunate, crashing into weapon racks! Since they did not possess a Void Shattering Talisman, their impact, in the eyes of the Restriction, was akin to a forceful attempt to break it, immediately triggering a retaliatory strike from the Restriction!

The Restrictions here had been set by Spiritual Sea Realm Experts. Although countless years had weakened them considerably, the mere presence of Heaven-Opening Realm power was adequate!

The Forbidden Artifacts they carried were crafted by Heaven-Opening Realm Old Ancestors. At most, they offered defense equivalent to the peak of the Land Cleaving Realm, which would still leave them vomiting blood and severely injured under Zhou Heng’s sword. The destructive power of the Heaven-Opening Realm Restriction was an entirely different matter!

Swish, swish, swish—the Restriction activated, unleashing slaughter. More than a dozen people were torn to shreds by the Restriction without a trace of suspense, dead beyond doubt.

"No—!" The four Heaven-Opening Realm experts all let out angry and anxious roars. These were the elites and future hopes of their families; the loss of even one was a painful blow!

Zhou Heng remained expressionless. They aimed to kill me, I killed them in return—what was there to complain about?

Coming from a powerful clan, did they think they could lord over everyone, treating people like fish and meat?

He intended to carve out a world with nothing but his three-foot blade!

"You bastard! I’ll never stop until I’ve killed you!" The Old Ancestors from the Lu and Zhang Families roared furiously, their faces twisted with rage.

Zhou Heng ignored them. Verbally sparring was pointless, and he only indulged in it when toying with his opponents, for his own amusement. But when it came to killing, he preferred swift and decisive action. What good was shouting about it?

He moved swiftly, continuing to plunder weapons.

The four Heaven-Opening Realm Old Ancestors were caught in a bind. Attacking might lead to their own defenses falling, they found they could not protect everyone—even two of them struggled with this task.

But to stand by and watch Zhou Heng help himself to Magic Artifacts was likewise agonizing!

It was a bitter pill to swallow, to be pushed to such a state by a mere Land Cleaving Realm youngster—enough to make them inwardly seethe with frustration!

However, if they knew that the Mao Family had also faced four Heaven-Opening Realm experts and still ended up with only one survivor due to Zhou Heng’s onslaught, they might feel a bit better.

Zhou Heng’s figure flickered as he suddenly retreated along the way he had come, vanishing in a flash, as though he had evaporated into thin air.

This scene left the crowd puzzled. What was Zhou Heng up to?

There were still a few weapon racks not yet emptied. Could it be that the youth had decided to leave something for them out of the goodness of his heart? But why then was he exiting the way he came in? Shouldn’t he be moving forward? (To be continued. If you enjoy this work, please come to Qidian (qidian.com) to cast your recommendation votes and monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please visit m.qidian.com to read.)