Shocking the Nine Heavens With My Sword
Chapter 423 - 407: Digging Your Own Grave (3/3)

Chapter 423: Chapter 407: Digging Your Own Grave (3/3)

The crown had five points, but the one atop the Skull Head’s crown was not yet fully formed, lacking one point.

A Walking Corpse of the Divine Infant Realm!

Furthermore, it was at the Third Layer Heaven of the Divine Infant Realm, just one step away from ascending to the Divinity Transformation Realm! Zhou Heng had a feeling that once the crown was fully formed, the Walking Corpse would be at the Divinity Transformation Realm!

No, that was the effect, not the cause. It should be said that when this Walking Corpse advanced to the Divinity Transformation Realm, then the crown would be completed. It was a reflection of the Realm, just like a Martial Artist’s Divine Infant maturing fully.

The Mao Family indeed had invested heavily, arranging a Confinement Cage Formation and deploying a Walking Corpse at the pinnacle of the Divine Infant Realm, giving Zhou no chance whatsoever, intending to slay him right here!

"Zhou, how are you going to compensate this lord?" the Black Donkey trotted over, flinging his hooves.

"Slay this cheap donkey first!" Mao Xiyang stretched out his hand to grab the Black Donkey, and a seven-headed Flood Serpent appeared, each head roaring with its mouth open.

"Mommy, Zhou, save me quickly!" The Black Donkey ran behind Zhou Heng in a puff of smoke, refusing to take action if it could avoid it.

Zhou Heng threw a punch, and a golden light surged, instantly shattering the seven-headed Flood Serpent into pieces.

"Hmph, whether you die sooner or later makes no difference!" Mao Xiyang wasn’t bothered by this setback, and he coldly addressed Zhou, saying, "Boy, you have repeatedly foiled the grand schemes of the Mao Family. This time, you will pay the price and be buried here!"

Zhou Heng burst into laughter, saying, "With just this amount of force? Mao, if this is all the strength you’ve deployed, you’re bound to suffer a huge loss again!"

"Sharp-tongued!" Mao Xiyang sneered, "The Great Yin River Array can confine you, and this Walking Corpse is just one step away from ascending to the Divinity Transformation Realm and becoming a Corpse King! However, my family’s Old Ancestor places great value on your body—"

"That’s bad, Zhou, their Old Ancestor has taken a fancy to your body. What an old pervert! You need to protect your rear end well!" the Black Donkey immediately cried out, but then lowered its head and muttered, "But then again, perhaps that old guy’s into some weird stuff, huh?"

"Shut up!" Mao Xiyang could not contain his rage. This cheap donkey dared to defile their family’s Old Ancestor; such an offense was worthy of death!

"Hit a nerve?" the Black Donkey said with a smug face, "This lord truly has divine insight!"

Mao Xiyang’s face changed again and again, unable to help but explain, "The Old Ancestor wants to turn this boy’s body into a Walking Corpse. With such a formidable physique, he is bound to become the strongest Corpse Sovereign in the world!"

"Boy, this would also be a fortune for you!"

Zhou kicked the Black Donkey, then said to Mao Xiyang, "Are you so certain that this living dead can kill me?"

"If even a Quasi Corpse King couldn’t kill you, do we need to deploy an actual Heavenly Venerate?" Mao Xiyang, full of haughty pride, knew there were two more Walking Corpses, number one and number two—both Quasi Corpse Kings, even closer to the true realm of a Corpse King!

Zhou sighed, saying, "To kill a man and yet so much idle talk; truly absurd!"

"Exactly, Master, let’s finish them off!" Wang Ke, small but precocious, called out.

"Kids shouldn’t be talking about killing all the time!" Zhou chided Little Foodie with a smack on the bottom and casually handed him off to the Black Donkey, displeasing both the beast and the boy.

"You’re courting death!" Mao Xiyang roared with fury. The reason he hadn’t struck immediately was because Zhou had spoiled too many of their plans before, and he felt he needed to properly crush this young man to vent the frustration within his heart. Yet he didn’t anticipate being further infuriated by Zhou and the Black Donkey to the point where his hair was nearly standing on end!

"Kill him!" With a wave of his hand and a weird cry from his mouth, the Quasi Corpse King immediately advanced with large strides, stepping on air as he closed in on Zhou.

Truly an existence on the verge of the Divinity Transformation Realm, as it stepped forward, it stirred the wind and clouds, the air around seemed to burst from its pressure, creating numerous distorted lines that exploded in sequence.

Zhou also rose into the air to prevent the shockwaves of the battle from affecting the Black Donkey and Wang Ke.

The Quasi Corpse King’s eye sockets burned with green flames. It coldly regarded Zhou, its aura continuously intensifying, its pale bones glinting with golden lines, giving off a sacred aura.

Whoosh!

It launched its form toward Zhou, attacking him.

Naturally, Zhou was not one to cower. He clenched his right fist and hurled it toward the Quasi Corpse King with explosive force.

Mao Xiyang sneered unconsciously, knowing Zhou’s physical strength was tremendous, but comparing it to a Walking Corpse? Laughable! Perhaps he was on par with a Nascent Soul Realm Walking Corpse, but as the Realm of a Walking Corpse increased, so did the sturdiness of their bones, allowing for significant growth in durability.

Zhou’s advantage was in his movement technique, extraordinarily swift and unpredictable, which was precisely why the Mao Family arranged the Great Yin River Array. Yet Zhou abandoned his advantage and chose to engage the Divine Infant Realm Walking Corpse in close combat—an approach akin to striking at one’s own weaknesses. It was tantamount to seeking his own death!

If they had known this boy would be so recklessly impulsive, there would’ve been no need to sacrifice two cities; they could have simply killed him on the road!

It was as if two armies were clashing, and one general had laid an intricate plan of ninety-nine traps, only for the opposing general to foolishly opt for a head-on assault, rendering all schemes and arrangements a wasteful endeavor!

Bang!

Zhou’s fist collided with the white bone claw of the Quasi Corpse King, the force of the impact creating a massive roar as the surrounding air boiled like water, surging madly in all directions.

The shockwaves spread out, and building after building around them collapsed as if made of paper, nearly destroying the entire city in an instant, leaving only the surrounding city walls standing alone.

They remained because of the protection of the Great Yin River Array. Unless one was at the Divinity Transformation Realm, it could not be shattered. Although Zhou was defiant and the Quasi Corpse King was indeed powerful, neither was an Immortal of the Divinity Transformation Realm.

"What!" Mao Xiyang’s eyes widened in disbelief.

Against that strike, Zhou Heng had not suffered the slightest disadvantage!

How is that possible!

Wasn’t that Zhou just at the Nascent Soul Realm? How could he stand up against a Divine Infant of the Third Layer Heaven Walking Corpse? Impossible! Was there a mistake somewhere? Was the Quasi Corpse King holding back?

That’s not right, a Walking Corpse doesn’t have a will of its own; every move is controlled by me, so how could it be cutting corners?

Mao Xiyang felt his brain wasn’t up to the task, unable to comprehend the situation! He had never considered the possibility that Zhou Heng might exist at the Divine Infant Realm, because that seemed far too improbable! When Zhou had entered the Shangtian Martial Pavilion, he had just reached the Spirit Sea Realm. It was already a stroke of fortune for him to have broken through to the Nascent Soul Realm, so how could he possibly have reached the Divine Infant Realm so quickly?

A Half-Step Immortal’s growth requires chance, perseverance, talent, and even a bit of luck—it’s simply not possible to achieve it overnight!

Therefore, Mao Xiyang didn’t even consider the possibility of the Divine Infant Realm. Instead, he thought that Zhou must have used some treasure just now, yet it had escaped his sight.

That must be the case!

Whoosh, the Quasi Corpse King halted its retreating form, a sharp light flashed in its eye sockets, and with a piercing screech, it charged at Zhou Heng again. Shadows of Skull Heads surged out of its body, forming a Ghost River behind it.

Though Walking Corpses can’t utilize Domains, they naturally have their unique techniques. This Ghost River, like the river of the netherworld, would spell absolute doom for those tainted by it!

"Is this the best you can do?" Zhou Heng chuckled lightly. With a mere thought, flames surged around him, forming an ocean of fire, confronting the Ghost River.

Black and purple, water and fire!

Boom!

Both Divine Infant Realm experts exploded with their respective might. The Ghost River and the sea of fire each dominated half of the heavens and earth, forming a distinct standoff. Black and purple became the absolute theme, filling the entire city. Had it not been contained by the Great Yin River Array, it would surely have engulfed the world!

"What!" Mao Xiyang was shook to his core. In that moment, he finally realized just how ridiculously mistaken he was!

Divine Infant Realm! This was definitely the Divine Infant Realm. If anyone said otherwise, he’d fight with them!

But how could that be possible?

Mao Xiyang’s expression twisted as if he’d been sodomized hundreds of times, his face alternating between red and white, contorted beyond normality.

If Zhou Heng truly was at the Divine Infant Realm, that meant almost all his arrangements and strategies had gone to waste. The gap between the Nascent Soul Realm and the Divine Infant Realm was like night and day! To set up the Great Yin River Array, his family had paid a tremendous price. If it still failed to suppress Zhou Heng, the loss would be too great to bear!

"Roar!" The Quasi Corpse King let out another screech, reaching out towards Zhou with a hand. A dark Skull Head river powerfully surged into the sea of fire, countless Skull Heads opening their massive jaws, howling menacingly.

"Quite interesting!" A smile appeared on Zhou Heng’s face. The Quasi Corpse King was indeed powerful, especially with this kind of offensive technique. Different from regular Spiritual Power attacks, not only was it strong, but it also had a significant corrosive effect on Deities!

No wonder Martial Artists turned into these Walking Corpses upon death!

With a punch, golden light burst forth as he aimed at the Ghost River. Under the glow of Divine Radiance, all the Skull Heads melted away like snow under boiling water. As some vanished, others were driven by the shifting forces. His punch, followed by a tide of Purple Flame, hurled itself towards the Quasi Corpse King.

Bang!

The Quasi Corpse King raised its arms to block in front of itself, and when the golden light from the punch passed, its bone frame was marked by the imprint of a fist, with four clear finger indentations!

What!

Mao Xiyang’s eyeballs nearly popped out. That was the Quasi Corpse King, its body almost indestructibly strong, yet it now bore the imprint of Zhou Heng’s punch—and that was from a distance! How strong could Zhou’s power be?

Moreover, more importantly, Zhou Heng had yet to utilize his Divine Power!

Unlike Walking Corpses, whose greatest strength lies in their physical power, with a punch being their strongest attack, Martial Artists differ. Aside from Spiritual Power, they have Divine Power. When Divine Power and Spiritual Power are unleashed together, it represents the strongest display of a Martial Artist’s power.

Yet without using his full strength, Zhou Heng had almost injured the Quasi Corpse King. If he were to strike with all his might, could he blast the Quasi Corpse King to pieces with one punch?

This situation was bad!

What made him feel even more like crying without tears was that, to prevent Zhou from destroying the array and escaping, the city’s Formation core had another layer of protection. It was not something that could be shattered in a few blows!

This meant that he could not easily break through it!

The Great Yin River Array that was originally meant to trap Zhou now became his own Confinement Cage. How ironic was that?

He had truly shot himself in the foot!(To be continued. If you enjoy this work, feel free to give your votes and recommendation tickets at Qidian (qidian.com). Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users please visit m.qidian.com to read.)