Shocking the Nine Heavens With My Sword
Chapter 464 - 448: The More the Merrier (2/3)

Chapter 464: Chapter 448: The More the Merrier (2/3)

The Hundred Ghosts Sword was an Immortal Artifact, and the moment it was deployed, an extremely profound pressure emerged, accompanied by ghostly wails that echoed around, chilling to the bone!

"Hahaha, you think a magic artifact can stand against us brothers?" said the second oldest among the group of five, his face full of disdain.

They were all mighty experts of the Divine Infant Realm, each having reached the peak of the Third Layer Heaven of Divine Infant, just one step away from the Divinity Transformation Realm. Had there not been a dramatic change in the world, they could have soared straight to the rank of Heavenly Venerate!

Speaking of individual combat power, they were the cream of the crop within the Divine Infant Realm, let alone the five of them together, having expended their essence blood to summon a secret technique, each one of them creating nine phantom shadows barely distinguishable from their real strength!

Such an immense force was enough to take on someone from the Divinity Transformation Realm!

Although that sword was a bit strange, it certainly was not a magic artifact of the Divinity Transformation Realm; this the five brothers could guarantee with their chests puffed out! If no Heavenly Venerate-level power was present, what else could possibly suppress the five brothers?

"How despicable, five Divine Infant Realm warriors ganging up to fight one person!"

"Hehe, this world looks only at outcomes, not the process. Not to mention five people, even with five thousand people, if they can slay a Divinity Transformation Heavenly Venerate, would you not be convinced?"

"Who is that young man, so brave and powerful!"

"Could he be a descendent of the Four Great Death Places?"

"You are really out of the loop; all the descendants of the Four Great Death Places have become Heavenly Venerates. If they were here, would those five shameless fellows dare make a move? They would have been done for already!"

"Who’s to say there isn’t more than one descendant in each Death Place?"

"That does make some sense!"

Onlookers surrounded the scene, especially when many Spirit Sea Realm and Mountains and Rivers Realm Martial Artists also joined to enjoy the spectacle, the noise level suddenly increased greatly. Everyone knew the strength of Divine Infant Realm experts, so all stayed well back to avoid being caught up in the fray.

"Hey, that young man is Zhou Heng!"

"What, Zhou Heng? Could it be the descendant of the Great Eternal Emperor who had once brutally beaten Li Gang?"

"Aside from him, who else would be so fearless and dauntless?"

"This lad really hasn’t tarnished the reputation of the Great Eternal Emperor; even when Li Wujie was on the sidelines, he still beat up Li Gang ruthlessly. He deserves respect for his courage alone!"

"Pah, he’s nothing but a reckless guy!"

Some recognized Zhou Heng and immediately shouted it out, while others, jealous of Zhou Heng, spoke slanderously of him.

"Hmph, when did having guts become reckless? Old Third Yang, if everyone were like you, the entire Martial Path World would be a place of cowards!"

"Butcher Zhang, dare to say that again!"

"Dammit, I’m not afraid of you! Even if I say it a hundred times, what’s it to you, Old Third Yang, you are a coward!"

"Fuck your mother!"

Before the fight inside had even started, a fight broke out among the spectators outside. Unfortunately, they were too weak, and their fight did not attract much attention.

Zhou Heng lifted the Hundred Ghosts Sword and laughed, "Come on then!"

"Such a brash youngster!" The group of five rebuked simultaneously, with each one stepping forward, bringing forth nine phantom shadows, and collectively exerting pressure on Zhou Heng.

Not to say that Zhou Heng now possessed the brutal strength and physical resilience of the Divinity Transformation Realm; even without that, his terrifying level of spiritual power could easily suppress any Divine Infant Realm warrior.

A thousand times the terrifying power of the ordinary Divine Infant Realm, he had reached the stage where One Force could subdue ten meetings, One Force could break ten thousand laws. Who within the Divine Infant Realm could compete with him?

With time to spare anyway since he was waiting around, using these five to pass the time seemed like a good idea.

Zhou Heng flicked his long sword, and the first ghost shadow appeared, possessing the same level of spiritual power as him, but was not suppressed by the Stealth Talisman. The spiritual power entity was incredibly dense, like a burning black flame, yet it offered no brightness, only endless darkness!

"Hmm!" The group of five was startled all at once. Although they constantly practiced cultivation without much interaction, none of them were fools – they immediately sensed the terror of this spiritual body!

No wonder Zhou Heng was so bold; no wonder he faced fifty Divine Infant Realm warriors without fear—he had such backing!

But one Divine Infant Realm phantom against their fifty?

Dream on!

They roared into action, each with their phantoms charging towards Zhou Heng.

Zhou Heng laughed heartily, standing still while the ghost creature he summoned met the onslaught. With a sweeping palm and an explosive punch, the entity displayed immense strength. Even though it didn’t use Martial Arts Techniques, its terrifying level of spiritual power made it incredibly powerful.

The group of five were stopped dead in their tracks by this single spiritual power entity, unable to advance and forced to engage in a fierce struggle.

"Make it more exciting!" Zhou Heng laughed heartily again, and with another slash of his sword, a second spiritual power entity materialized, with the same presence and domineering spirit, like a demon descending from the skies, evil yet powerful.

"What!" The faces of the group of five showed some changes. One ghost creature was already challenging for them, and now another joined in?

Wait, had Zhou Heng said he would summon a hundred? Surely that couldn’t be true!

Hiss, a hundred entities like this spiritual power entity? Is there any room left for living?

Zhou Heng did not care about their thoughts, and just swung his sword one after another, summoning wave after wave of spiritual power ghost creatures, almost turning the clear sky into a world of ghost creatures.

The pressure on the group of five increased manifold, and they all gaped in disbelief.

They said that facing one would mean all five of them together, and facing ten thousand would also mean all five together—it was just a joke, a way to tease Zhou Heng. In reality, if they truly faced ten thousand martial artists of the same realm, they would surely choose to run away at the first opportunity. Who would be so foolish as to fight such a battle!

However, there were only about a thousand half-step immortals on the entire Xuanqian Star, and among those, death-stricken Divine Infant Realm experts were no more than a hundred! Could so many experts gather together to confront them? Certainly not! Thus, they naturally did not have to worry about their boastful claims bursting like a bubble.

But looking at Zhou Heng’s posture, he really might summon a hundred spiritual power entities!

Just in terms of quantity, that actually wasn’t a lot. Although they had half the number on their side, they still had the power to fight! But the key point was that the ghost creatures summoned by Zhou Heng were too powerful, almost as if each one could combat them all. If he really summoned a hundred, wouldn’t it be a matter of moments before they were killed?

——In fact, this was because Zhou Heng had intentionally controlled the attack power of the spiritual power ghost creatures, not allowing them to fully exert their battle power, otherwise even a single ghost creature could force them to use their life-saving ultimate moves.

Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh!

One spiritual power ghost creature after another appeared, and when their number reached ten, the group of five all had ashen faces. When it reached thirty, their faces began to turn pale.

And when the count reached fifty, their faces started to twitch!

Dammit, he really could summon a hundred of them! This is screwing with us! There’s no playing like that!

"Hahaha, these five guys are really unlucky to have hit an iron wall. He didn’t even use any secret technique; he defeated them with just a sword!"

"That’s the Hundred Ghosts Sword!"

"The Hundred Ghosts Sword? The only Immortal Artifact that emerged when the Fairy Continent fell from the sky? Hiss—"

"Yes, that’s the Immortal Object. I’ve only heard of the marvels of this Immortal Object but have never witnessed it with my own eyes. Now I have finally seen it! Just this makes the trip worthwhile!"

"That’s an Immortal Object, goodness! Compared with it, the entire Great Eternal Emperor’s legacy seems dull and colorless!"

"Weird, since he already has an Immortal Object, why would he come here?"

"You don’t understand, huh? He is a descendant of the Great Eternal Emperor, naturally he came to claim the legacy of his ancestor, otherwise wouldn’t that make him an unfilial descendant?"

"That’s right!"

In the midst of the group of five’s pale faces, trembling bodies, and cold sweat, the spiritual power ghost creatures summoned by the Hundred Ghosts Sword finally reached their limit!

A hundred!

Although it was broad daylight, with a hundred spiritual power ghost creatures floating in the sky, it felt eerily intimidating, causing one’s flesh to crawl and scalp to tingle.

Zhou Heng swung his sword and chuckled, "Living up to expectations, I have fulfilled your wish of facing a hundred with five. Are you satisfied?"

Satisfied? Satisfied my ass!

The group of five wanted to cry but lacked the tears. How could they be so unlucky to encounter such a freak, along with such a magic artifact? If Zhou Heng had been a bit weaker, even if he summoned so many spiritual entities, they wouldn’t have had much to fear.

Or if Zhou Heng were strong, then so be it, but if only the Hundred Ghosts Sword weren’t so abnormal, reducing the limit to ten, then they could have fought it out.

But with these two factors combined, they felt the urge to die!

People do not perish until they do something worth perishing for, and they had run straight into the line of fire!

——They had certainly overestimated themselves. If it weren’t for Zhou Heng’s boredom and wanting to pass the time, his true power alone could have crushed them countless times!

"Sir, we admit defeat!" said the leader of the group. Now was definitely not the time for false bravado, otherwise they really might lose their lives here, and who would they cry to then?

"We will not fight for this magic artifact any longer!" The other four also begged for mercy one after another.

Zhou Heng couldn’t help but laugh loudly, "Nonsense, this magic artifact was destined for me, what right do you have to say you won’t contest it? Since you came with murderous intent, you should be prepared to be killed in retaliation. The world doesn’t revolve around you!"

"You’re going too far!" the group of five shouted in unison. After all, they were Divine Infant Realm experts, and they even had the hope of breaking through to the Heavenly Venerate Rank. Now they were admitting defeat in front of so many people, wasn’t that humiliating enough?

An attack is not supposed to humiliate, their reputation was already in tatters, what more did they want?

"So what if I’m bullying you?" Zhou Heng replied coldly, feeling that these so-called experts were becoming a bit foolish with increased power, uttering such childishly naïve words.

"If you want to kill us, it won’t be easy for you either!" the group of five shouted fiercely. Nobody wanted to die, and being driven to a desperate corner, even a rabbit will bite!

"Don’t make us take you down with us!"

"Hahaha, we’ve lived for tens of thousands of years; even if we died now, it’s no loss. What about you?"

Lived for tens of thousands of years? It’s a wonder they could say it with a straight face!

Zhou Heng lost interest in playing around; with a flick of his right hand and a flash, the Hundred Ghosts Sword was put away, and in its place was the broken Black Sword. (To be continued. If you like this work, I welcome you to come to Qidian (qidian.com) to vote for recommendation tickets and monthly tickets. Your support is my biggest motivation. Mobile users please go to m.qidian.com to read.)