Shocking the Nine Heavens With My Sword
Chapter 425 - 409: The Mao Family Admits Weakness (2/3)

Chapter 425: Chapter 409: The Mao Family Admits Weakness (2/3)

Mao Xiyang seemed as if his entire body had dried up, his skin stretched over his bones; the skeletal shapes of his face and hands were clearly visible, his eyeballs protruding more from their sockets, and then, pop, one of them actually fell out!

Wang Ke, after all, was still a child, and seeing this, he couldn’t help but jump in fright, instinctively hugging Black Donkey tightly.

Pop, another eyeball fell out, and not just that, his nose and ears also dropped off one by one, and then his skin cracked open, revealing the red, withered flesh inside. Fortunately, his body was completely shriveled, devoid of any blood, otherwise the sight would have been even more horrifying.

Pop, pop, pop, his muscles broke apart one after another, and his white bones were also exposed, riddled with holes.

"The ugly freak can’t beat me, does he think he can scare me to death with this grotesque appearance?" Black Donkey muttered.

Wang Ke grew increasingly terrified the more he looked, and couldn’t help but bite down on Black Donkey’s body, his teeth clenching tightly in fear.

"Ah—" bitten by him, Black Donkey suddenly leapt ten feet high, "Little brat, let go of your mouth, let go!"

"Cackle, cackle, cackle!" Mao Xiyang wiped and pulled at his face, and his entire face was completely pulled off by him, revealing a chilling skull. His hands had also turned into skeletal claws, his fingers grotesquely elongating by about six inches.

At this scene, Wang Ke gaped in shock, while Black Donkey took the opportunity to grab Little Foodie off his back and used Spiritual Power to keep him floating by his side.

"Between life and death, withering thrives!" Flames suddenly burst from Mao Xiyang’s eye sockets, and as he stepped forward, his shoes immediately shattered, revealing two immensely huge, bone-white foot soles that had clearly burst through the shoes.

Now, Mao Xiyang was indistinguishable from a Walking Corpse, yet he had fully conscious thought and could even use deities, essentially combining the advantages of a Martial Artist and a Walking Corpse!

Corpse people!

It seemed that the Mao Family had indeed received the true inheritance of the Ghost Corpse Sect. If one didn’t mind the appearance, the physical strength of a corpse’s body was far superior to that of humans, lacking any vulnerabilities, absolutely a Martial Artist’s dream body form!

Mao Xiyang stretched his bones, producing a series of crackling sounds, and turned his head as if it were soothing. Then, he stared fixedly at Black Donkey and Wang Ke, the ghostly fires in his eye sockets jumping violently, madness and murderous intent surging.

His aura also crazily ascended, and suddenly, he crossed the threshold of the Divine Infant Realm!

"You two, aren’t you going to quietly let yourselves be captured?" Mao Xiyang emitted a strange sound from his throat, his Secret Technique employed, and finally stepping into the Divine Infant Realm, his Battle Power now completely overwhelming Black Donkey, ready to eradicate those two pests with a wave of his hand.

"Ugly old freak, I suggest you turn around and take a look!" Black Donkey suddenly said.

"Cackle, cackle, cackle, do you think I would fall for such a trick?" Mao Xiyang scoffed coldly, thinking this donkey was actually trying to deceive him into turning around and then taking the opportunity to sneak attack or flee? What a wild imagination!

"I suggest you also take a look behind you!" A voice suddenly rang out next to Mao Xiyang’s ears—although he no longer had ears.

The voice was not loud, but Mao Xiyang jerked up abruptly. Yet, as his body just began to leap, a large hand pressed down, easily pinning his body back down.

It was Zhou Heng!

"Master, you are so mighty and domineering, and you won again!" Wang Ke cheered joyfully.

Mao Xiyang shivered and turned his head, and indeed saw that the battle in the distance had already ended with Zhou Heng holding a White Bone Skeleton in his left hand, atop which was an incomplete crown—the Quasi Corpse King!

The opponent’s right hand was pressing on his shoulder, although it was just a hand, it was as heavy as a star, causing every bone in his body to groan and creak as if they were about to shatter immediately.

His power from the Divine Infant Realm felt as fragile and weak as a baby in front of this opponent!

"Where is the real stronghold of your Mao Family?" Zhou Heng asked very calmly, showing no signs that he had just been in a match of equal rank.

Mao Xiyang trembled all over, his bones clashing together, making a clacking sound, and he snorted, saying, "You think I would tell you?"

"Honestly, I don’t care!" Zhou Heng’s eyes flashed with killing intent, Black Sword was drawn, and it swished down, severing Mao Xiyang’s skull, unsure if this time Black Sword could absorb the opponent’s Life Essence Qi.

He casually tossed Mao Xiyang’s corpse aside, something being decapitated by Black Sword, whether human, beast, or corpse, definitely had no chance of survival!

Whoosh, at that moment, Black Donkey was already running—since the expert of the Mao Family was dead, it could go and collect the Great Yin River Array, which needed tools and extremely precious treasures to serve as the core.

A few seconds passed.

"Zhou, come quickly and help me break this Formation!" Black Donkey yelled from afar, its collection efforts being impeded.

"Big mouth donkey, you really have no shame, wanting my master to break the formation for you to loot!" Zhou Heng flew over with Wang Ke, Little brat indignantly said.

"Little brat, what do you know!" Black Donkey, flustered and exasperated, slapped the little guy on the head.

Zhou Heng laughed heartily, throwing a punch.

He quickly destroyed all the Array Eyes in the city, naturally breaking the Great Yin River Array as well.

Black Donkey gathered all materials, regardless of good or bad, valuable or not, into the Space Artifact before leaving the city with Zhou Heng.

They continued their raids, and over the next two months, they destroyed seventeen of the Mao Family’s Corpse Cities. However, when they arrived at the eighteenth city, they found it completely deserted, without a single Walking Corpse – it was an utterly empty city.

The nineteenth city was the same, and so were the twentieth, twenty-first, and twenty-second... All were empty cities. It seemed as if the Mao Family had completely moved underground, leaving no trace of people or Walking Corpses on the surface.

...

"Old Ancestor, we have suffered heavy losses this time!" In the real stronghold of the Mao Family, Mao Anping, Mao Anxuan, Mao Bucheng, and several core family members were discussing the next actions for their family.

"Has all of our power moved underground?" Mao Anping asked calmly, but those familiar with him knew that the calmer his expression, the more intense the rage simmering in his heart.

"Yes, Old Ancestor!" Mao Bucheng said sternly, not wanting to provoke Mao Anping’s wrath at this time.

"Keep a low profile for the time being. Once Number One and Number Two become Corpse Kings, it will be the time for our Mao Family to re-emerge into the world!" Mao Anxuan added.

"Then, our Mao Family will certainly regain its glory!"

"That little brat Zhou Heng is doomed!"

"Most importantly, we must seize the Immortal Fate, this once-in-a-billion-year opportunity; it must be ours!"

"Exactly!"

...

After encountering empty cities several times, Zhou Heng also realized that the Mao Family must have become afraid of him and would probably not face him directly again without certainty.

"We should head back!" said Zhou Heng.

"Sure, sure!" Black Donkey nodded incessantly, as treasures were the motivation that supported its travels; fighting and killing were not its cup of tea.

The Little Foodie, of course, had no right to protest, so the two of them and the donkey headed back. After a few days, they stopped to rest and started a fire to roast some meat—Zhou Heng and Black Donkey could endure hunger, but a certain foodie absolutely could not.

"Little rascal, go fetch some water!" Black Donkey ordered.

Although Wang Ke usually opposed the Black Donkey, no hatred could outweigh his desire to eat, so he scurried off immediately.

Even in this wilderness, the Little Foodie was close to breaking into the Land Cleaving Realm, so fetching water should be safe. Besides, how could a Martial Artist grow without facing dangers?

After at least half an hour, Wang Ke still hadn’t returned, causing Zhou Heng to frown and fully extend his Divine Sense, covering a thousand-mile radius with his Divine Intent.

"Hm?" He blinked, a smile appearing at the corner of his mouth.

"Master, I’m back!" A few minutes later, a large pot "ran" over, with various types of food wafting around in it, releasing a tempting aroma.

Thud!

The large pot landed on the ground, shaking the earth. Wang Ke emerged from beneath it, saying, "That was exhausting, it’s really heavy!"

The pot was indeed large, each side about ten meters, but it was unclear what material it was made from. Zhou Heng tested its weight, and it was actually tens of thousands of pounds.

Black Donkey had already rushed over, drooling: "What treasures! This is Heavenly Spirit Deer, possessing the bloodline of Ancient Divine Beasts. I smell, I smell, there’s also the scent of Golden Ginseng, at least two thousand years old, sniff sniff sniff, and there’s Arrow Dragon Fish Oil, which is even more precious, a rarity from the deep sea!"

Zhou Heng couldn’t help but laugh, saying, "Which one of you two is really the foodie?"

"This Venerate used to follow the Mysterious Venerate; what good things haven’t I eaten?" Black Donkey said proudly, lifting its head high, though the continuously flowing drool thoroughly ruined its image, not that it had much of an image to speak of.

"Master, this stuff is really precious! You should eat it quickly, as your disciple, I offer it to you!" Although Wang Ke was also drooling heavily, he forcibly held back.

Zhou Heng was puzzled, asking, "Where did you get this from?" It should be an extremely precious treasure; how could an Initial Separation Realm kid like Wang Ke have carried it all this way?

"I don’t know. I was fetching water by the river, got into a fight with a little rascal, then I got lost, and later, I found this big pot sitting in an open space with nobody around, so I carried it back!" Wang Ke explained.

"Who did you fight with?" Zhou Heng was surprised. Was this disciple, like him, naturally adept at attracting trouble, even when not looking for it?

"Don’t know, just a little rascal with two deer antlers on his head, but not as strong as me!" Wang Ke was a bit proud.

The master is the best in the world, so he must at least be second-best!

A kid with antlers? Alien Races! (To be continued. If you like this work, you’re welcome to vote and support on Qidian (qidian.com). Mobile users please visit m.qidian.com. Your support is my greatest motivation.)