Shocking the Nine Heavens With My Sword
Chapter 225 - 217 Humanoid Magical Weapon (2/3)

Chapter 225: Chapter 217 Humanoid Magical Weapon (2/3)

"Junior, what do you want?" the man in purple roared, looking at Zhou Heng coldly.

To tell the truth, Zhou Heng’s battle power wasn’t terrifying, but his incredibly strong defensive power made it so only he could hit others, not the other way around. Who would want to fight like that? Consequently, seven of the nine Mountains and Rivers Realm elders had skulked away, and even the more terrifying demon beasts were repelled!

"I’ve always been reasonable. As long as you sincerely apologize and compensate me, I can let this go," Zhou Heng said with a smile.

Only a small piece of the Blood Sword’s fragment remained. If it weren’t for Black Donkey’s interruption, he would have completed the refinement in half a day. However, it proved that elevating his physique from the Mountains and Rivers Realm to the Spirit Sea Realm required even more precious metals.

In front of him now were two Mountains and Rivers Realm elders. If not to rob them, then who else?

The ones who walked away were merely Mountains and Rivers Realm elders. The rest were watching the excitement from outside the valley. Upon hearing Zhou Heng’s words, they all felt their faces twitch.

Reasonable?

Was this being reasonable? If the mighty Mountains and Rivers Realm elders were to bow and scrape with apologies to a junior from the Heaven-Opening Realm, what face would they have left to meet others? This wasn’t something that could be settled by overpowering anyone who disagreed; it would become a joke for all under heaven!

Could the Mountains and Rivers Realm elders suppress everyone under heaven?

Clearly, they couldn’t!

"Junior, you are going too far!" the man in purple immediately refused without a second thought.

"I’m unreasonable?" Zhou Heng shook his head. Earlier, this man in purple had attacked him without any hesitation, and although Zhou had been mainly focused on refining the Blood Sword fragment, he was well aware of it. He had merely set it aside for the time being.

This world is too deformed; the fist is the law, strength represents everything!

The man in purple was from the Mountains and Rivers Realm, so no matter how he bullied or humiliated others, he was in the right by the twisted logic that "the strong prevail." But the reverse was unacceptable because it overturned the "truth" of the Martial Path world—respect for the powerful!

Zhou Heng sneered, shook his fist, and declared, "Then I’ll fight until you’re convinced!"

"Hmph, I have no interest in entanglement with a junior like you!" the man in purple waved his sleeve, his figure soaring up as he attempted to leave.

These were, of course, just pleasantries; if possible, he really did want to kill Zhou Heng on the spot! But faced with a freak comparable to a Mountains and Rivers Realm magic artifact, he didn’t have the capability to suppress him!

Tiger Granny Zhang also put away her walking stick and leaped into the air. If she couldn’t provoke him, couldn’t she at least avoid him?

That kid surely had strong defenses, but his spiritual power was only at the Heaven-Opening Realm, a severe disadvantage. How could he possibly keep up with her speed?

Whoosh!

Zhou Heng activated Swift Cloud Radiant Step, moving as fast as lightning. In just one leap, he overtook the man in purple, surged ahead, and threw a punch.

What!

The man in purple was nearly taken aback and incredulous at the fact that Zhou Heng had managed to intercept him! This was outrageous—a mere junior from the Heaven-Opening Realm with such terrifying speed!

Bang!

With a punch, Zhou Heng forced the man in purple to block. Amidst the loud sound, the man in purple was blasted back to the ground, while Zhou, using a highly exquisite stepping technique and body vibrations, dissipated the force of his recoil and chased after Tiger Granny Zhang.

In the face of Swift Cloud Radiant Step, apart from freaks like Ying Cheng’en, probably only Nascent Soul Realm elders could match Zhou Heng’s speed!

Zhou Heng flashed and similarly appeared in front of Tiger Granny Zhang, his fist thundered through the air with a rumble like muffled thunder.

Bang!

She too was forced back.

The two Mountains and Rivers Realm elders looked at each other, seeing deep wariness in each other’s eyes.

Without communication, almost simultaneously, they propelled themselves into the air, left and right, shooting in totally opposing directions.

Bang! Bang!

They were immediately punched back.

With each retreat, it was as if they weren’t facing a junior from a lower Great Realm, the Heaven-Opening Realm, but rather a high and mighty Spirit Sea Realm monarch who could suppress them with a mere gesture!

Hiss!

The crowd outside the valley twitched in shock at the sight. Just who was this person, to be so monstrously powerful?

Liu Dongcheng of Purple Rain Country? Zhao Duotian and Ying Cheng’en of Bright Moon Country? Xia Yike of Cold Wind Country?

These were all peerlessly prominent figures within dynasties, exceptional talents emerging once in tens of millions of years. Could Zhou Heng really compare with such super geniuses?

Eventually, the man in purple and Tiger Granny Zhang abandoned the idea of leaving. In front of them, this junior might not be high in cultivation realm, but his speed was extraordinarily fast—they...couldn’t match him!

Though the Mountains and Rivers Realm elders were extremely proud, they were even more adept at assessing the situation, quickly accepting reality.

"Kid, do you really want to let things get out of hand?" the man in purple looked at Zhou Heng coldly, his anger concealed deep within, not erupting forth.

"Although you have astonishing brute strength and incredibly fast speed, you are still only in the Heaven-Opening Realm. We can’t breach your defenses, but you also can’t hurt us!" Tiger Granny Zhang and the purple-clad muscular man reached a mutual understanding and temporarily teamed up to confront Zhou Heng.

Indeed, relying solely on the brute strength of the Mountains and Rivers Realm to harm or even kill an old ancestor of the same realm was nearly impossible!

Who would try to clash head-on with Zhou Heng knowing his defensive power was astonishing?

"Hey, you two old undying things, my Zhou asked you to bring out the good stuff, so just obediently hand them over. Do you really want Donkey Master here to kick some sense into your heads?" Black Donkey interjected, sticking out its tongue ridiculously long with a face full of cheapness.

Looking at the Black Donkey, both the purple-clad muscular man and Tiger Granny Zhang were filled with rage. If it weren’t for that damned donkey’s quick mouth, they could have obtained the Moon Spirit Fruit and easily become experts in the Spirit Sea Realm after a century!

That damn donkey, why didn’t someone just kill it!

"You wretched donkey, I will definitely shred your mouth to pieces!" the purple-clad muscular man couldn’t help but roar at the Black Donkey. This donkey was so detestably annoying, seemingly born to incite others’ rage.

"Come on, do you really think Donkey Master is afraid of you!" Black Donkey turned its body, wagging and shaking its donkey butt with a tail hanging nonchalantly.

Everyone felt as though their outlook on life was collapsing. A Demon Beast speaking was a huge miracle in itself, but this wretched donkey somehow managed to make people hate it to the bone!

"Then I’ll just have to force you to bow down!" Zhou Heng hummed softly and with a flick of his right hand, he already held the Black Sword in his grip.

Black Donkey’s eyes immediately lit up, its beady eyes fixed on the sword, knowing full well that despite being broken, the Black Sword’s power remained immensely formidable. It didn’t care about its friendship with Zhou Heng; when it was time to act, it acted, because treasures were best kept in one’s own hooves.

"Wretched donkey, keep your drool to yourself!" Zhou Heng swung his sword and charged at Tiger Granny Zhang and the purple-clad muscular man.

"What’s up with me?" Black Donkey wiped its mouth, still eyeing the Black Sword in Zhou Heng’s hand with bright, thieving eyes.

Supported by mighty strength, the Black Sword danced like a dragon, exerting enormous pressure on Tiger Granny Zhang and the purple-clad muscular man. The Black Sword couldn’t augment strength like a Magic Artifact could unless it unleashed its power on its own, but its ability to break through anything was more than enough.

Its ability to break through anything also depended on the user’s strength!

Zhou Heng now possessed the brutal strength of the Mountains and Rivers Realm, and although his Martial Arts Techniques had temporarily become useless, he had grasped momentum, which was all he needed to wield the sword swiftly!

——The Black Sword could easily slice through materials of the Spirit Sea Realm, so what could martial artists of the mere Mountains and Rivers Realm possibly use to fend it off?

"Zhou, lend this broken sword to Donkey Master for a few days!" Black Donkey sat down squarely on the ground, propping up its hind legs like a human, its posture ridiculously human-like. "Don’t you trust Donkey Master?"

"Trust you? That’d be the day!" Zhou Heng swung his sword fiercely, forcing the two great Mountains and Rivers Realm ancestors to keep retreating, "You don’t even have fingers, Donkey. Even if I gave you the sword, how could you hold it?"

"Pah, can’t I just hold it in my mouth?" Black Donkey bellowed indignantly, "In the future, Donkey Master will perfect a unique sword technique using only my mouth, and I will slay my way across the heavens!"

"Haha, so you admit that you’re a loudmouth!" Zhou Heng laughed heartily.

"Donkey Master graces you with a face full of gold!"

While a man and a donkey were bickering, Tiger Granny Zhang and the purple-clad muscular man were facing great danger. The Black Sword’s sharpness was unparalleled, posing a massive threat to them!

They had never faced such peril before!

Attack? That would be as futile as fighting a humanoid magical weapon—wasted effort on Zhou Heng who was immortal and indestructible! Retreat? They could not escape with his speed! And defend? How could they block the incredibly sharp Black Sword?

"Kid, you’re fierce!" bellowed the purple-clad muscular man, taking a deep breath. Suddenly, his body shrank dramatically, reducing to the size of a small child!

He leaped out, his figure splitting into three, running off in three different directions.

"Eh, Little Division Technique!" Black Donkey exclaimed in surprise.

Zhou Heng couldn’t help but stare, astonished at such a strange technique!

"Zhou, this Little Division Technique literally splits the body into three independent parts. As long as one avatar remains unharmed, the person won’t die!" explained Black Donkey.

Such a secret technique!

Zhou Heng was intrigued. He dashed forward and, bang, sent the first avatar of the purple-clad muscular man flying back, then swiftly caught up with the second, kicking it back with a foot.

However, the third avatar of the purple-clad muscular man suddenly accelerated, and its speed was no less than Zhou Heng’s, disappearing into the distance in an instant. At that moment, his first and second avatars collapsed explosively, dissolving into pools of blood water!

"Zhou, you don’t need to worry about it. That guy has sacrificed two avatars, losing at least a hundred years of cultivation. He has made a huge loss this time!" Black Donkey stood up on two legs, putting one hoof on Zhou Heng’s shoulder, still greedily eyeing the Black Sword.

Zhou Heng shook his head; severely injuring the purple-clad muscular man wasn’t his goal.

"Kid, you win. What compensation do you want?", Tiger Granny Zhang was forced to submit. Left alone, how could she fight to the death against such an otherworldly being who couldn’t be killed or destroyed?

"I’m not too heartless—just barely willing to fool around with a walking stick," Zhou Heng said, pointing to the purple walking stick in her hand.

How was that not heartless?

That was a Mountains and Rivers Realm-level Magic Artifact—how many of those could there be in the whole world?

Tiger Granny Zhang was close to exploding in anger; that walking stick was acquired after spending all her fortune! For someone like her, an old ancestor with no support behind her, finding a suitable Magic Artifact was incredibly difficult!

She glared furiously at Zhou Heng for a few moments, threw the walking stick at him, and turned to leave. (To be continued. If you like this work, please come to Qidian (qidian.com) to give a vote of recommendation or a monthly ticket. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please go to m.qidian.com to read.)