Shocking the Nine Heavens With My Sword-Chapter 52 - Slaying Gathering Spirit

But to fight… he had already lost!

“You’re joking, you’ve attacked me several times and still have the face to say I’m being excessive!” Zhou Heng scoffed coldly, his figure sweeping forward, the Cloud Flying Step not increasing his speed by much, but his eight times normal Dantian space allowed him the same level of spiritual power as Hong Yingquan, who had just entered the Spirit Gathering Realm.

As a result, under the deployment of Cloud Flying Step, his speed was even faster than Hong Yingquan’s!

This scene made everyone’s heads spin.

Seeing Zhou Heng closing the gap, Hong Yingquan had no choice but to turn back to parry, bang, after one exchange, Hong Yingquan’s face changed again, a finger bone had actually been knocked out of his wrist!

How strong exactly was that kid’s body?

Hong Yingquan was terrified.

His Ice Spirit Palm, although not an Upper Grade Martial Skill, was still a Middle Grade one, and it shouldn’t be this ineffective!

Unless—

“Bloodline Power!

Bloodline Power!” He exclaimed in shock, only the inheritance of Bloodline Power could be so bizarre, there were even legends of a first-layer Spirit Gathering martial artist killing a third-layer Spirit Gathering martial artist using Bloodline Power!

Unbeatable!

At this point, Hong Yingquan couldn’t care less about his face, hurriedly turning around to sprint.

The Valley Master and Sect Master of the Azure Cloud Sect were on the mountain.

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If he could just see them, he would be safe!

And would those two big shots allow a second person with a Bloodline Power Spiritual Body to appear in Nine Spirit Sect?

Especially since this person had already entered the Spirit Gathering Realm and could utilize Bloodline Power!

Zhou Heng let out a long howl, spreading out his full strength with Cloud Flying Step, pursuing Hong Yingquan, continuously bombarding him with metallic fists.

From the bottom to the top of the mountain was only about a five or six li journey.

Although it was uphill, in the eyes of someone in the Spirit Gathering Realm, it was as easy as walking on flat ground, taking only a minute or two at most to reach.

Yet, those one or two minutes were filled with trembling dread for Hong Yingquan, hovering several times between life and death.

Finally, a huge platform at the peak was within sight, just three or four hundred meters away.

Hong Yingquan’s heart relaxed slightly; his palms were completely mangled, nearly every bone shattered, the pain almost causing him to faint.

“You can’t escape!” Zhou Heng closed in.

“Boy, don’t be too arrogant, there are many people in the world who can restrain you!” Hong Yingquan could only run with all his might, left only to bicker.

“At least you’re not one of them!” Zhou Heng closed his eyes and then opened them again, dispersing the Sword Intent of Sky-soaring Nine Forms towards Hong Yingquan.

“Uh—” Hong Yingquan’s form faltered instantly, feeling the nature’s spiritual energy repelling him, slightly reducing his speed.

Under normal circumstances, this would be insignificant, but now, in a matter of life and death, such stiffness was too much to handle.

Zhou Heng was upon him!

“Boy, I’ll fight you with all I’ve got!” Hong Yingquan bellowed in anger, thrusting his palms harshly toward Zhou Heng.

This was a strike that gathered all the cultivation of his life, earth-shattering!

Zhou Heng boldly charged forward, his divine sense sweeping out like dodging thousands of arrows in the air, skillfully maneuvering around all of Hong Yingquan’s palm forces, coming up right before him.

His right fist turned golden, and he launched it with full force!

Bang, Hong Yingquan flew across the sky, falling towards the direction of the platform, landing far away down below.

He struggled to his feet, reaching out with a mangled right hand as if groping for something, and called towards the direction of the platform, “Valley, Master—”

He only managed two words before the muscles on his chest began to fall off in chunks, revealing a bloody skeletal structure, then instantly shattering, he collapsed to the ground, dead beyond doubt.

A Spirit Gathering Realm expert had died just like that!

Zhou Heng paid no heed, his figure leaping several times and soon reaching the platform above.

On the immense platform, there were about a hundred people, clearly divided into three distinct groups.

The two smaller groups evidently had about ten people each.

Clearly, the smaller groups were likely White Jade Valley and Azure Cloud Sect.

In the center of the platform, two people were fighting fiercely – so intensely that no one had noticed Zhou Heng and Hong Yingquan’s battle.

One was a cold-faced man nearly thirty years old, while his opponent was a young man not yet twenty, looking rather lazy – it was Jing Tian!

This guy… has reached the peak of the Body Refining Twelfth Layer!

With Zhou Heng’s current vision, he could naturally tell Jing Tian’s cultivation level at a glance, but the speed of the opponent’s progress also took him by surprise!

Indeed, he is someone who could invoke Bloodline Power even within the Body Refinement Realm!

Bang!

Bang!

Bang!

The fierce battle on the field continued, and after exchanging several strikes like lightning, Jing Tian stepped back seven steps and said indifferently, “I lost!”

He retreated to one side and immediately sat down cross-legged, though it was unclear whether he was recovering his vitality or regulating his breath to heal injuries.

“Worthy of being a distinguished disciple of the Azure Cloud Sect, perhaps he has nearly reached the Spirit Gathering Realm?” said an emaciated old man, appearing to be in his fifties, his gaze sweeping over the youth who had defeated Jing Tian and then resting on Jing Tian with a soft glint in his eyes.

He was Lin Jianchen, Sect Master of the Nine Spirit Sect; Jing Tian had been his disciple for a long time, and although now bested, his performance was still gratifying for him.

“Ha ha, but he has the advantage of having cultivated for many more years!

However, Brother Lin, this favored disciple of yours is truly incredible.

To be able to exchange so many blows with Crimson Dragon at the peak of Body Refining Twelfth Layer!” said an elder in a blue robe, laughing loudly as his sharp gaze swept across Jing Tian, his eyes bearing a hidden intent to kill.

—Sect Master Pan Buyun of the Azure Cloud Sect.

How could he not feel wary?

Jing Tian’s talent had spread throughout Fengyu City after the tea ceremony held by the lady in purple, and no one expected him to leap from the Tenth Layer of Body Refinement to the peak of the Twelfth Layer within just over three months – such talent was truly rare in a thousand years!

Jing Tian was indeed monstrous; knowing that Crimson Dragon had nearly stepped into the Spirit Gathering Realm and had undergone several sessions of Spiritual Energy Body Refining, completely overpowering any martial artist in the Body Refinement Realm.

Yet, it took him so long to achieve a narrow victory over Jing Tian!

Such a genius, if born in White Jade Valley, would definitely be fully nurtured, but appearing under the tutelage of Nine Spirit Sect… only meant that he must be eradicated at all costs.

“Ha ha, both of you have taken in good disciples.

It’s just that I have yet to accept a disciple to my liking!” laughed another elder in brocade clothes, a large White Jade Flower embroidered on his back, the Valley Master Jin Tengyi.

He glanced at Jing Tian, his murderous intent equally hard to conceal.

“Next, shouldn’t we discuss the matter at hand—eh!” Jin Tengyi suddenly stopped, swiftly turned his head and looked at Jing Tian.

Not only him but Lin Jianchen, Pan Buyun, and all the Spirit Gathering Realm experts cast their eyes on Jing Tian!

“He has actually grasped a breakthrough opportunity!” Zhou Heng secretly gasped in admiration.

Jing Tian’s talent was devilishly supreme, peeking into the mysteries of Spirit Gathering Realm after a battle with a half-step Spirit Gathering expert!

“Zhou Heng?” A figure swept over, the fragrance wafting, it was Miss Lin Fuxiang.

At this time, she had reached the Eleventh Layer of Body Refinement, and it seemed she had soared high after breaking into the Blood Refinement Realm!

However, compared to Zhou Heng and Jing Tian, her once astonishing cultivation speed suddenly seemed utterly ordinary.

“It really is you!” Lin Fuxiang circled around Zhou Heng twice, “What are you doing here, come with me quickly, otherwise, if my father sees such an unruly disciple, he will surely punish you!”

Without hesitation, she grabbed Zhou Heng and pulled him into a corner, suddenly her pretty face stern, “You little rascal, where is the sword I gave you?”

Zhou Heng inwardly cursed, how come he had bumped into this Miss upon his return to Nine Spirit Sect, and she immediately asked about the Frost Cold Sword, which had been chopped into seven or eight pieces!

“It’s in the house!” He hastily concocted an excuse in his desperation.

“Oh!” Lin Fuxiang nodded her head, then upon reflection, considered that this young man had hidden her sword and not used it, which might indicate his reverence for her, otherwise why would anyone not use such a sharp treasured sword?

With this thought, she felt both embarrassed and flustered, thinking to herself that this young man was boldly declaring his feelings for her in public!

“This damned guy, I wasn’t even prepared yet, how could he do this!” Her pretty face flushed with embarrassment, she lowered her head and stomped her feet continuously, completely unaware that Zhou Heng had already walked towards the center of the platform.

All of a sudden, seeing a person striding boldly over, the crowd was naturally startled.

Upon realizing that it was a young man under twenty, they grew angry, thinking what an important occasion this was, and how could they allow such a reckless individual to run over.

“Sect Master!” A figure flashed over, it was Bai Yuan, who was supposed to remind the Outer Sect disciples not to act rashly, obviously arriving quite late.

“Why have you come over?

Has the sparring session below ended?” Lin Jianchen couldn’t help but wonder.

“Only you?” Jin Tengyi interjected, thinking that since Bai Yuan had arrived, Hong Yingquan should have been there as well.

“This—” Bai Yuan hesitated.

“Those old and young from White Jade Valley, I’ve already slain them, they won’t be coming over!” Zhou Heng interjected.

What!

The sudden declaration stirred a thousand waves, throwing the whole scene into a stunned silence, everyone staring at Zhou Heng with bizarre looks.

Are you kidding!

Zhou Heng grinned chillingly, his eyes scanning over the group from White Jade Valley, “Has Jin Xiulong come?

I have an account for him to settle!”