Shocking the Nine Heavens With My Sword-Chapter 60 - Prisoner

“Ah—” Lin Fuxiang also jumped down, and upon seeing a naked man lying there, she immediately kicked out with a yell of “pervert,” and quickly turned away.

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Her kick landed on the Winged Man’s left arm; a crisp sound of breaking bones was heard, and his left arm was instantly snapped in two.

A normal person would have cried out in pain or at the very least grimaced, but the Winged Man’s expression did not change in the slightest.

Barely lifting his head, he said to Zhou Heng, “Save…

me…”

His voice was weak, like the dying flame of a candle in the wind, his Life Fire ready to extinguish at any moment.

“How do I save you?” Zhou Heng asked calmly; after experiencing many strange things, he was no longer the naive youth who had just left Origin Stone Town.

“Just…

pull out…

the vines…

on my body!” said the Winged Man with an incredibly weak voice.

“What exactly are you?” Lin Fuxiang snapped back to her senses, her curiosity piqued by this winged creature, no longer thinking he was intending to play the pervert.

She hid behind Zhou Heng, worried about getting an eye infection, and asked.

“I am an innocent person captured by a villain, who has been torturing me with these Bloodsucking Vines!” the Winged Man continued in a voice that sounded as if he could die at any moment.

“Let’s help him, Zhou Heng!” Lin Fuxiang suggested to Zhou Heng.

Zhou Heng, however, shook his head.

He couldn’t shake the feeling that despite the Winged Man’s apparent weakness, he harbored earth-shattering strength within.

If he was merely deceiving them to get released, the roles of captive and liberator would soon be reversed once he was free.

“Tell me your origin!” Zhou Heng demanded.

“How come you have wings?

Are you really human?”

“Little brother, I am too exhausted right now, unable to answer your questions.

Just remove the vines from my body first, and once I’m free, I will tell you anything you want to know!” the Winged Man continued to urge Zhou Heng to help him escape his binds.

“I don’t trust you!” Zhou Heng shook his head again.

“No one knows how many years you’ve been locked up here, without food or drink, tormented by these so-called Bloodsucking Vines; any normal person would have died a million times over!”

“If I let you free and you do evil, who can stop you?”

It is said that one must protect oneself against others; when Zhou Heng had rescued Shi Gang and others, they had discarded him and even turned against him, making him wary of trusting others ever again!

Besides, while he could run away if he were unable to fight Shi Gang and his cohorts, the Winged Man before him instilled in Zhou Heng an unprecedented sense of dread—he possessed a level of strength not even Jin Tengyi could match.

Powerful beyond measure!

Even the most powerful in the Spirit Gathering Realm would at most last ten days to a half month without food or water, but how long had the Winged Man been here?

At least half a year, surely!

Was this still a human?

Moreover, this place was full of anomalies, the evil energy capable of turning people into Red-haired Monsters and seizing their consciousness.

Though the Winged Man was weak, his mind was clearly lucid, meaning he was immune to the evil energy!

Zhou Heng could only ward off evil thanks to Black Sword, but the Winged Man achieved this on his own, despite being in an extremely weakened state!

All of this suggested that the Winged Man possessed a terrifyingly immense power!

The Winged Man stared at Zhou Heng, his black eyes suddenly turning blood red.

Two visible beams of light shot forth, aiming straight at Zhou Heng’s and Lin Fuxiang’s foreheads.

It was faster than lightning!

Zhou Heng had been prepared to defend himself, but the speed of the light was too swift.

Just as his consciousness began to react, the cold light had already penetrated his forehead.

His body trembled violently as an evil consciousness from the head invasion rushed towards his Sea of Consciousness, seeking to drive out his own thoughts and take over control of his body!

Black Sword!

Zhou Heng summoned in his mind; with a buzz, the Black Sword in his Dantian vibrated instantly, and the supreme aura flooded his entire body.

Like hot soup melting snow, the evil consciousness was eradicated thoroughly.

With his consciousness back in place, Zhou Heng’s eyes snapped open to see Lin Fuxiang beside the Winged Man, pulling out the vines on him!

“Stop!” he shouted, rushing towards Lin Fuxiang.

“Huh, I actually failed to control the soul?” There was a hint of confusion on the face of the Winged Person.

Just as he was about to resort to the same trick, he saw that Zhou Heng had already obtained a dark blade so black it seemed to absorb all light, the Broken Sword.

Cold light flashed out, and just as it reached the front of Zhou Heng, it suddenly shattered, turning into thousands of tiny light particles.

“What, what!” The complexion of the Winged Person changed drastically.

At that moment, Zhou Heng had already grabbed Lin Fuxiang and was dragging her back.

But this girl’s hands were still tightly grasping a vine, and Zhou Heng’s pull yanked it out from the left arm of the Winged Person!

An unexpected change occurred; the vine seemed to come alive.

As soon as its roots left the Winged Person’s body, they shot towards Lin Fuxiang.

The strength of the Winged Person was so fearsome that he was drained almost to the point of exhaustion.

How many hits could Lin Fuxiang’s frail frame withstand?

Would the vine show mercy because she was a beautiful woman?

In his urgency, Zhou Heng swung his sword at the vine.

Snap, with one slash, the vine was cut off.

Although the roots had pierced Lin Fuxiang’s back, they withered and fell off immediately.

“It hurts so much!” Lin Fuxiang’s pretty face distorted, her beautiful brows furrowed tightly, and she clenched her teeth.

Zhou Heng turned his head and saw that there was now a bloody hole in Lin Fuxiang’s back, from which blood seeped, rapidly expanding into a growing stain.

He quickly sealed the wound with his Spiritual Power, stopping the flow of blood.

“What, what!” The Winged Person, however, was staring at the severed roots of the vine on the ground, “Even the demonized Bloodsucking Vine was cut off!

What kind of treasure is that!

What kind of treasure is that!”

His eyes suddenly ablaze, he looked up at Zhou Heng and said, “Boy, give me that sword, and I can make you the top expert in the entire Supreme Star Universe!”

“Dream on!” Zhou Heng picked up Lin Fuxiang and retreated more than ten meters.

“So, you prefer the hard way to the easy one?” The expression of the Winged Person suddenly changed, as a terrifying aura emanated from his body.

He transformed from a pitiful wretch on the brink of death into a supreme expert of the Supreme Star Universe!

His might surged like an unstoppable wave, and the whole starry sky seemed to bow before him!

Zhou Heng felt an intense sense of powerlessness rising from within, feeling like the person in front of him was absolutely unbeatable, no matter if he became ten thousand times or even a billion times stronger!

He felt disheartened, only wanting to surrender at the feet of the other party!

No!

How could I give up so easily!

Although I am weak now, it doesn’t mean I can’t become stronger in the future!

A strong fighting spirit suddenly ignited in Zhou Heng’s dim eyes, growing fiercer and stronger.

Boom, the Black Sword in his hand responded, emitting an even more powerful and terrifying aura.

“No——” The Winged Person bore the brunt, and immediately let out a muffled groan.

The supreme aura that had just risen completely dissipated, and he reverted back to a decrepit state, on the brink of death.

Even worse, while he had some strength to resist the Bloodsucking Vine before, he had expended too much in an attempt to subdue Zhou Heng, and now he had no strength left to resist.

He let out a final scream and was drained into a mummified husk in an instant!

Yet the life force of this Winged Person was so terrifyingly robust that, even like this, he did not die; his body even showed signs of replenishing its mass.

This completely exceeded Zhou Heng’s comprehension!

If a human body lost too much blood, it would surely die!

But this Winged Person was drained into a husk and still lived.

Moreover, he didn’t just survive for a day or two—the time was definitely outrageously long!

What exactly was this being?

“Youngster, you’ve ruined me!” The Winged Person shouted fiercely, his eyes continually shifting between pitch black and blood red, his body swelling and shrinking as if he were enduring immense pain.

He stretched out his only free hand towards Zhou Heng.

His broken arm trembled, but as it extended halfway, it began to decay, spreading from his hand to his arm, to his shoulder, and then across his entire body!

This being, so powerful that Zhou Heng could scarcely imagine, just like that, turned into ashes!

He had it coming—if he hadn’t harbored malice toward Zhou Heng, he wouldn’t have used what little strength he had left to attack Zhou Heng.

Little did he know it would provoke the “wrath” of the Black Sword and deal him a fatal blow!

However, as a result, Zhou Heng didn’t gain any advantage!

This Winged Person was undoubtedly immensely strong.

What heights could Zhou Heng have reached if he had been able to absorb his power?

Zhou Heng couldn’t help but feel that it was a pity.

He looked down at the beauty in his arms and pressed on.

Everything here was incredibly strange.

If not for the Black Sword, Zhou Heng’s only choice would have been to turn around and leave.

But now, he had the courage and confidence to keep moving forward, determined to unravel the mysteries; the sheer thought of not understanding everything felt like torture.

Lin Fuxiang had already passed out.

Zhou Heng carried her on his back, and with his current strength in the Spirit Gathering Realm, he could have carried her for decades without feeling the slightest fatigue.

What exactly was this place?

Considering the situation of the Winged Person, this seemed like a prison, and moreover, a prison with a blood-draining form of torture!

Wait, these Bloodsucking Vines spread all over the mountains…

just how much blood had they absorbed from how many people?

Zhou Heng glanced around, and a powerful sense of dread surged in his heart.