Shocking the Nine Heavens With My Sword

"We’re almost there," they said, yet it was nearly a day later that Zhou Heng was the first to reach the bottom of the cave, his feet firmly on the ground.

This was a huge space, and where he stood was at one end, blocked by a large expanse of mountain wall. To draw an analogy, the entire space was like a pit dug out from the ground, and he was now at one end of the pit.

The sky here must have a ceiling, but from time to time, the sky was streaked with multi-colored lights, like lightning, blocking all sensory abilities. Standing here, one had no idea how high the sky was!

"Hurry and put me down, Missy!" Bing Xiulan kept slapping Zhou Heng’s shoulder.

Zhou Heng casually put her down and looked around, filled with curiosity about this place. freeωebnovēl.c૦m

A large group of people also followed suit, including Zhou Tong and Black Donkey. They all came to Zhou Heng’s side, gazing at this strange underground world just like him.

"What place is this?" murmured Black Donkey.

"There’s a dreadfully intense aura of slaughter!" Zhong Gufeng, who seemed to have arrived unnoticed, his eyes flickering with a feverish fighting spirit, held a dagger in each hand, his fingers white from gripping them too tightly.

Zhou Heng nodded. Although he was not the Slaughter King, he understood the way of slaughter well. This place was filled with a terrifying aura of slaughter, along with indescribable auras of supreme power, which remained potent despite millions of years having passed.

As they talked, everyone began to scatter and explore, each with their own agendas. Staying together might be safe, but it also meant that any discovered treasure would have to be contested by so many others.

"Brother, I’m used to running around by myself. I had intended to look after you a little, but it seems you don’t need it now. So, I’ll take my leave first!" Zhou Tong laughed heartily, then leaped up and in an instant was dozens of miles away.

"I too prefer to operate alone!" Zhong Gufeng stated coldly, without waiting for Zhou Heng’s response, and turned to leave.

Zhou Heng sighed and looked at both Black Donkey and Bing Xiulan, saying, "How I wish the two of you would say the same!"

"Bah, you heartless Zhou, how well this lord looked after you back then. Now that you have grown wings, you want to cast us aside, you ungrateful wretch!"

"You are this Missy’s future brother-in-law, so of course I must follow you!"

The two nuisances, both large and small, and troublemakers, showed no shame, insisting on continuing to hold Zhou Heng back with righteous indignation.

Zhou Heng really hadn’t thought about sending them away, but still, the thickness of their skins made him wince!

"Let’s go!"

"Where to?" both Black Donkey and Bing Xiulan asked.

"To the very center!" Zhou Heng pointed into the distance. He had a hunch that perhaps all the answers lay there.

They set off, and after traveling a certain distance, they all stopped in their tracks.

On the ground lay a huge piece of rock, slanted with one end higher than the other, the higher end even suspended in the air. The rock was enormous, a thousand zhang long and a hundred zhang wide, with five deep impressions on it, each ten zhang long, about three feet wide, and a zhang deep!

A few people were examining the five impressions, exchanging ideas, and gesturing with their hands over them.

Zhou Heng first observed the rock. It didn’t seem to naturally be part of the ground but rather as if it had been flung from somewhere else, creating the high and low ends, making it clash with its surroundings.

Then, observing the five deep impressions, a scene suddenly flashed through his mind—a fierce battle between two powerful beings, one picking up a massive stone and hurling it at the other, who in turn struck it with the palm of a hand so hard the rock was sent flying, leaving behind the five impressions!

But if it was struck with a hand, wasn’t that excessively large? And, those five impressions, didn’t they seem more like claw marks?

Claw marks?

A thought struck Zhou Heng. He recalled the dragon scale, and if these five impressions were left by a True Dragon, wouldn’t that make sense?

The great battle of that era had raged from above ground to below, with creatures like the Rock People and the Blue Star Tree People already dead outside. Could it be that there were bodies of Creation Emperors left behind here?

Just how many Experts were involved in that ancient battle, and for what reason?

The more Zhou Heng learned, the more bewildered he became.

He punched casually, aiming at the rock, and with a thud, the rock remained steadfast, not even trembling.

So hard!

Zhou Heng gathered his strength for another punch. This time he activated ninety-nine Broken Runes, assembled into a Minor Rune. Golden Divine Radiance flowed as he unleashed Eleven Wheels Sun, and with force, he struck at the rock.

That was his full force strike!

Boom!

Another dull sound, and Zhou Heng was repelled by the rebounding force, his right wrist bending in an unbelievable way—his bone was broken!

His bones were now of Sunshine Realm Magic Artifact level toughness!

Black Donkey and Bing Xiulan also changed color at the same time. Zhou Heng’s punch had broken his bone, yet the rock below didn’t have a single crack!

How impossibly strong must the being that left those impressions on it have been?

Zhou Heng activated a Minor Healing Rune, his broken bone quickly mending. He crouched down and flicked the rock with his finger.

"Kid, to hit you with another reality check, this stone isn’t made of any tough material, it’s just ordinary iron!" the Fire Divine Furnace spoke from within his dantian.

"How is that possible?" Zhou Heng shook his head in disbelief. If it was ordinary iron, he could shatter tens of thousands of pieces with one punch!

"Why not? Although it is a piece of ordinary iron, it was infused with Spiritual Energy by someone countless times stronger than you, naturally making it incredibly tough. According to my estimate, it was probably a mountain condensed to this extent," the Fire Divine Furnace explained.

Hiss!

A mountain so large was compressed to this tiny size, its texture naturally dense and sturdy, but what enormous strength would that require?

The Creation Emperor!

This place was once a battlefield for many Creation Emperors, so it wasn’t surprising that such supreme beings of the Immortal Realm had such enormous power.

This mountain peak was infused with the spiritual power of a Creation Emperor. Strictly speaking, it could also be considered an Immortal Artifact, of course, purely in terms of its weight and firmness, without any additional special effects.

Zhou Heng tried to lift this rock, but no matter how much he sweated from his exertion, the rock remained immovably heavy, its actual weight unknown!

Perhaps, in the outside world, Zhou Heng would have had the strength to lift a mountain, but in this place with its absurdly high gravity, only a Creation Emperor could achieve such a feat!

A few people nearby watched Zhou Heng’s "presumptuous" attempt and couldn’t help revealing a cold smile.

Even though Zhou Heng was a Sunshine King with the strength of a Sunshine Sovereign and could be considered invincible here, they too had high-tier Immortal Artifacts to protect their bodies. With these activated, they could resist Zhou Heng without difficulty, ensuring their own safety!

Therefore, they wouldn’t casually provoke Zhou Heng, but they also weren’t afraid of offending him.

Zhou Heng felt irritated and suddenly lowered his head, charging towards the rock.

What, what is he doing?

There’s no need to hit your head against a rock just because you’ve been ridiculed, right?

What does the phrase "to egg a stone" mean? This isn’t the way to vent your anger!

Young man, this is precisely why you can’t keep your cool!

Bang!

Zhou Heng slammed his head into the rock, and the runes on top of his head were automatically activated by the impact, suddenly unleashing a terrifyingly powerful force. Crack, crack, crack, spiderweb-like fine lines appeared on the rock.

With a clang, the entire rock instantaneously shattered into tens of thousands of small stones!

The people nearby were stunned, damn, almost wetting themselves with fright!

They had also heard about the great battles of the Creation Emperors here in the past, believing these rocks and the marks on them were left by the Creation Emperors! Think about it, if even a strike by a Creation Emperor back then couldn’t break this rock but only left five claw marks, how hard was this rock?

But now... it was nearly pulverized by Zhou Heng’s headbutt!

How could this not scare the piss out of them?

If they were hit by him... Hiss, wouldn’t even a Creation Emperor be smashed to bits?

All of them took a few steps back, but feeling that wasn’t safe enough, they retreated a few more steps. After a pause, they took yet a few more steps back, truly frightened.

Zhou Heng laughed heartily and said to the Black Donkey and Bing Xiulan, "Let’s go!"

"Judging a dog by its appearance!" The Black Donkey took a couple of steps and then turned to spit disdainfully.

Even though they were looked down upon, those people didn’t have the slightest intention to step forward and regain face as Zhou Heng’s "Iron Head Technique" had completely overwhelmed them just now. It was like an incomparable Immortal Artifact, smashing and crushing whatever it touched. If they wielded their Immortal Artifacts, wouldn’t they be smashed to pieces just the same!

The two, accompanied by the donkey, continued on their way, with a lightning bolt dancing not far ahead.

Of course, there couldn’t be real lightning in this place, but as Zhou Heng and the others drew extremely close, they realized that the lightning-like brilliance was being emitted by a broken broadsword.

Although the blade was broken, its imposing aura remained. Occasionally, it would swing a dazzling blade of qi, illuminating heaven and earth!

This was undoubtedly an extremely high-tier Immortal Artifact, and although it was damaged, it seemed unwilling to give up its past glory, still fighting with all its might. The occasional slashes were the will of the "Sword Spirit" still battling.

Because of this, although it was a high-tier Immortal Artifact, after each slash, it would instantly turn to ordinary iron. Then, absorbing the spiritual energy of nature, it would prepare to make another slash!

This world’s supply of nature’s spiritual energy was limited and couldn’t sustain such expenditure; hence the broadsword could only make a second slash after a long interval.

This gave everyone a chance to snatch it!

Many seized this interval to try and grab the broadsword, but amusingly, whenever the broadsword accumulated enough spiritual power, they would all scatter and retreat. Who would dare to take the hit from such slash?

The power of the broadsword wasn’t restrained here, unlike everyone’s strength!

Zhou Heng gazed into the distance, noting that it wasn’t just one "lightning" bolt dancing, but at least dozens!

In other words, there were at least dozens of fallen Treasure Artifacts here!

Just how brutal was the battle that occurred here in the past?

"Zhou, let’s hurry up and grab those treasures!" the Black Donkey said, eyes shining, saliva dribbling.

Zhou Heng shook his head and said, "Even if it’s a damaged Immortal Artifact, we don’t have the qualification to claim it!"

Reluctant as it was, it was the absolute truth. Not even the Creation King himself might manage to claim it successfully, and being slain by a single slash was much more likely!

"Let’s move on. I’m becoming increasingly curious now!" (To be continued. If you enjoy this work, feel free to give your recommendation votes and monthly votes at Qidian. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users please visit m.qidian.com to read.)