Shocking the Nine Heavens With My Sword
Chapter 349 - 337 Unveiling (2/3)

Chapter 349: Chapter 337 Unveiling (2/3)

The voice thundered, reverberating forcefully!

Zhou Heng’s Purple Flame Heavenly Dragon had a strong restraining effect on evil creatures, and with its ferocious momentum, all the walking corpses burst into intense flames and instantly turned to ashes. The stench of decay in the valley was also cleared, and although it had not completely dissipated, it was no longer as pungent as before.

All the black-clad people in the valley could not help but kneel on the ground, shivering uncontrollably, utterly disoriented under Zhou Heng’s imposing aura.

"Who might you be?" A cold voice rang out, the first word originating from thousands of miles away, but by the time the last word was spoken, the speaker had already appeared above the upper valley.

He was a tall, thin man wearing a vermillion robe, his jet-black hair unadorned, wildly dancing like snakes in the mountain wind.

He glanced over the valley, a hint of faint anger appearing on his face, and said, "So it’s a descendant of the Great Eternal Emperor, no wonder you could kill so many walking corpses in an instant!" Then, looking at Zhou Heng, he continued, "Zhou Heng, let’s talk business!"

Zhou Heng wasn’t surprised that the other party knew his name. With his slaying of the Blood-Soaked Heavenly Monarch, his portrait and name would have certainly spread across the entire world, and all prominent families would have listed him as a dangerous individual.

He gave a faint smile and said, "Before we talk business, state your name first, to show your sincerity!"

"Hahaha, boy, there’s no need for you to play cunning tricks in front of me!" The man laughed heartily, his wild dancing hair giving off a maddening, demonic sense of oppression as he stood with his hands behind his back, "My surname is Mao, Mao Qianwu!"

Mao? The Mao Family!

A flash of murderous intent moved across Zhou Heng’s eyes; no wonder the man had reported his identity with such nonchalance. Given the deep enmity between the Mao Family and himself, it was already irreconcilable. If he did not agree to the terms Mao Qianwu would propose next, then the other party would surely try to kill him to silence him!

Yet, with such deep-seated enmity between them, what could they possibly have to discuss?

That’s right, the inheritance of the Three Yang Heavenly Venerate!

Zhou Heng hadn’t thought of it immediately because he hadn’t actually received this inheritance, naturally making him a bit slow on the uptake.

He contained the surging killing intent within him and asked, "What are you trying to accomplish by creating so many walking corpses?"

Mao Qianwu couldn’t help but burst into laughter, stepping down from the air with a leisurely stride and saying, "Zhou Heng, we haven’t even started our business discussion, and you’re already asking questions left and right, don’t you think it’s a bit presumptuous? Nevertheless, it won’t be long before my Mao Family will rule the world, so there’s no harm in telling you!"

Zhou Heng sneered; in the other party’s eyes, he must already be seen as a dead man. A dead man naturally can’t reveal secrets!

"My Mao Family has obtained the heritage of the ancient Ghost Corpse Sect and can refine dead corpses into weapons!" Mao Qianwu revealed a proud smile, "We have only just mastered this secret technique and brought it here to test it out!"

"Zhou Heng, as you’ve seen, these walking corpses have no vital points and feel no fear; they are naturally the perfect expendable soldiers! With these walking corpses, the Mao Family can forge an invincible army that will sweep across the continent!"

Ghost Corpse Sect? Wasn’t it said that the Yang family received the Ghost Corpse Sect’s heritage? How did it turn out to be the Mao Family?

Countless thoughts whirled through Zhou Heng’s mind as he responded, "Invincible army? I need only release my aura, and they all turn to flying ash!"

"These are merely cannon fodder, used for attacking and besieging. As for the real experts... naturally, we have them!" Mao Qianwu revealed a sinister and creepy smile, which was very eerie.

Zhou Heng had a sudden thought and blurted out, "You’re planning to dig up graves, to unearth the bones of those peerless experts from ancient times?"

Mao Qianwu was taken aback for a moment before erupting into laughter and said, "I must admit, you are indeed very clever! Good, I like dealing with smart people, knowing when to advance or retreat, how to make the right choices!"

In Zhou Heng’s mind flashed the scene of countless ancient Nascent Souls, Divine Infants, and even Divinity Transformation Realm experts transformed into walking corpses, walking the world invincible—who could stop them? He remained impassive and asked, "Then why did you extract human hearts before? And the war... was it also instigated by you?"

"Oh, that was for refining medicine! War, hehe, how could we carry out large-scale experiments without a war?" Mao Qianwu didn’t bother to conceal anything, seemingly confident that Zhou Heng was no threat, "The Ghost Corpse Sect’s pill refining capability is said to be the best in the world. They had long ago developed pills to extend life, but unfortunately, they fell short of perfection and were annihilated by the Great Eternal Emperor before they could refine the perfect formula!"

"After my Mao Family acquired the formula, we continued to improve it, finally achieving perfection!"

Mao Qianwu’s face suddenly shone with fervor, showing his fanaticism, "With just one million living human hearts to extract the Essence of Life from, we can refine a ’Heavenly Yuan Pill’ that extends life by ten years!"

"What, you’re willing to kill a million people just for ten years of life extension?" Zhou Heng was truly enraged.

"Yes, it takes a million people to extend life by ten years; the efficiency is really too low, it’s such a waste if the pill refinement fails!" Mao Qianwu sighed, showing a trace of regret, but not for the human lives lost; instead, it was for the wasted effort!

He continued, "Therefore, we started selecting martial artists; the stronger the martial artist, the more Essence of Life contained in their human hearts. The same million hearts can refine a Heavenly Yuan Pill that could extend life by a hundred years... even several hundred years!"

"Zhou Heng, do you understand what this means?"

"We don’t need to become immortal to achieve Eternal Life! So long as we live, we will definitely break through the Divine Infant Realm, the Divinity Transformation Realm, and eventually shatter the void to become immortal, to truly be undying!"

"Hand over the inheritance of the Three Yang Heavenly Venerate, and you can share in the undying longevity!"

"How about that?" Mao Qianwu looked at Zhou Heng with some expectation, thinking that if Zhou Heng was tempted and followed him back to the Mao Family, with all their experts in action, this youngster, despite his heaven-defying methods, would not stand a chance of leaving alive.

"How about your mom’s fart!" Zhou Heng roared angrily. With a flick of his right hand, the Black Sword slashed out, while his left fist punched forward, casting a golden fist shadow that shocked the heavens and earth.

"Trivial tricks!" Mao Qianwu’s hands swirled, his terrifying power unwinding, effortlessly dispelling Zhou Heng’s attacks. He snorted coldly and said, "Zhou Heng, I have watched your battle with Yingshan Muzhi before. What you rely on are nothing but a treasure on your body that absorbs damage, as well as that broken weapon from the Divinity Transformation Realm!"

He pointed at the black broken sword in Zhou Heng’s hand, his eyes flashing with greed.

That was a weapon capable of slaying Divine Infant Realm Heavenly Monarchs!

"But a treasure is still just an external object after all," Mao Qianwu’s face showed disdain, "Even the most powerful defense treasure has a limit to its damage absorption. Once it’s exceeded, it’s just like garbage!"

"I just need to keep my distance and continuously attack. The protective treasure on your body will inevitably reach its damage absorption limit soon. Then, to kill you, I would simply need to flip my hand!"

"Young man, don’t do something rash in a moment of ardor! Cooperating with the Mao Family is the only wise choice!"

Mao Qianwu spoke persuasively, his ultimate goal still being the Three Yang Heavenly Venerate’s inheritance that Zhou Heng had acquired.

Zhou Heng burst into laughter, shaking the long sword in his hand. Above his head, Divine Radiance flickered, and a golden figure appeared. With a gesture, a terrifying momentum soared into the sky, transforming into a black sword and a purple Heavenly Dragon.

The golden figure wielded both the sword and dragon, and hurled them towards Mao Qianwu. Each was hundreds of miles long and overwhelmingly powerful!

Mao Qianwu snorted in anger, not expecting Zhou Heng to be so impervious. With a spring in his step, he skimmed through the air, avoiding the sword and dragon of momentum, for clashing with them would be meaningless.

But the sword and dragon stretched on bizarrely long, and the golden figure only needed to move its wrist slightly for the sword and dragon to range for hundreds of miles, forcing Mao Qianwu to keep turning and dodging, looking rather ungraceful.

Mao Qianwu was a distinguished Nascent Soul Realm Old Ancestor!

He snorted in fury and finally launched a counterattack. As his palm thrust forward, massive power surged, bombarding Zhou Heng.

Since the distance between them was too great, beyond the coverage of Divine Sense, Mao Qianwu could not utilize his Domain to attack. But the power of a Nascent Soul Realm Old Ancestor was immense. A single push was strong enough to roll out for hundreds of miles before exhausting completely.

Zhou Heng’s golden figure on top of his head still controlled the sword and dragon, cleaving wildly at Mao Qianwu, while Zhou Heng himself countered with left-fist punches and right-hand sword slashes, not showing the slightest weakness against Mao Qianwu’s assault.

In fact, across such a distance, even the greatest forces would diminish significantly upon reaching him. Coupled with Zhou Heng’s spiritual power, 360 times stronger than an average Spirit Sea Realm, blocking these attacks was a breeze.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Waves of terrifying power swept through, instantly crushing the black-clothed figures in the valley to dust!

However, Zhou Heng aimed to eradicate all Mao Family members, and Mao Qianwu did not care about a few mere Heaven-Opening Realm menials, both parties were ruthless, launching fierce attacks at each other.

After several rounds of probing, Mao Qianwu finally closed in to a hundred yards from Zhou Heng, a distance where he could maximize the strength of his Domain!

Buzz!

Above his head, a Divine Fetus appeared, and one could vaguely make out the shape of a Skull Head within. With a slap of his palm, spiritual power fused with Divine Sense, summoning even more dreadful offensive force.

Zhou Heng laughed heartily as the Nine Mystic Trial Tower suddenly emerged, growing to a height of a hundred yards and emanating an aura that transcended the desolation of ancient times.

Boom!

Mao Qianwu’s force bombarded him but it was like water hitting a giant rock – the rock remained unshaken while the water simply flowed around it, leaving it untouched and unharmed.

— The peach blossom petal had already been returned to Huo Tian, but Zhou Heng was not without means to save himself. Since the Nine Mystic Trial Tower had already been exposed in the battle against Blood-Soaked Heavenly Monarch, there was no need to keep it hidden and treated as a secret.

"Uh?" Mao Qianwu’s expression revealed a trace of surprise, "Boy, you have quite a number of treasures on you!" The greed in his eyes intensified.

"Too bad, my treasures are none of your business!"

"Hmph, when you’re dead, all of this will belong to me!" The Divine Fetus above Mao Qianwu’s head, resembling a Skull Head, opened its mouth wide in a roaring motion. Streams of black qi emerged, transforming into innumerable Ghost Shadows that twined towards Zhou Heng.

"Ha ha, such an exciting scene! Brother Zhou, how can you enjoy this alone?" With a hearty laugh, Sang Qingshan’s towering figure also appeared, his right fist punching out, heavy as a thousand mountains!

Zhou Heng also laughed heartily, saying, "Brother Sang, let’s join forces in this battle!" (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendation tickets and monthly tickets at Qidian (qidian.com). Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please visit m.qidian.com to read.)

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