Shocking the Nine Heavens With My Sword-Chapter 686 - 663 The Palace Gate Opens (1/3)

At that moment, Wu Qi finally understood!

Perhaps Zhou Heng really had no way to counter the Treasure Vase Technique, but he had certainly used this to his advantage, ultimately succeeding in getting close to him!

Wu Qi had not expected Zhou Heng to be able to shatter the Treasure Vase Technique, nor had he expected such an inconspicuous black broken sword to be so sharp!

Although the two had clashed many times before, it had always been their Sword Qi entangling, never truly striking each other. How could Wu Qi have imagined that the sharpness of the Black Sword would reach such an extent?

He thought he had subdued Zhou Heng with the Treasure Vase Technique and could refine this young competitor into a pool of blood. Little did he expect Zhou Heng to turn the tables, digging a pit for him instead!

At this moment, the Black Sword had already been slashed down!

What could he use to block it?

If he hadn’t been so confident in the Treasure Vase Technique, with his overwhelming power level, how could Zhou Heng have had a chance to get close? A single surge of Spiritual Power could have sent Zhou Heng flying away! But now, he had used all his Spiritual Power to deploy the Treasure Vase Technique. His strongest move had been easily broken by Zhou Heng, plunging him into an irreversible doom!

He was a peerless genius and absolutely refused to just lie down and wait for death. He tried to somersault backward as much as possible, kicking out at Zhou Heng’s wrist!

Now knowing how sharp this broken sword was, he dared not let it slice him even once.

Everyone’s gaze was fixed on that broken sword, wondering whether Zhou Heng would slice Wu Qi in two or whether this genius could miraculously escape and free himself!

Amidst the tension, everyone involuntarily held their breath, especially the beautiful woman of the Feather Tribe and other followers, whose hands were sweating profusely.

A sword slashed down, like the collapse of the heavens, like the shattering of the earth!

Everyone had a strange feeling, as if Zhou Heng was the one who should have ’One Sword Breaks the Heavens’, while Wu Qi... was just Wu Qi!

Black light flashed, blood surged to the sky!

Gurgling, a great head soared, tracing an arc before landing on the ground, then rolling a few times before stopping, the eyes wide open in immense unwillingness.

Wu Qi’s headless body collapsed thunderously, struck at a vital point by the Black Sword, dead beyond rescue!

Everyone was shocked, a dead silence followed!

Zhou Heng turned an inferior position around with a counterattack, which everyone could still accept. But to think that he had actually slain Wu Qi with a single sword strike was a bit too exaggerated!

With Wu Qi’s ability, had he really been unable to even summon the Deities and died completely clean?

That was the Supreme Level Sunshine King who had broken through the Realm barriers, yet to die by the hand of a Ten Wheels Sunshine King was completely unacceptable!

"No—" The beautiful woman of the Feather Tribe and other followers were like bereaved parents. Wu Qi was a deity in their eyes, and now this deity had abruptly shattered, making them feel as though the sky had collapsed along with him!

They all glared at Zhou Heng with eyes flashing with deep-seated intent to kill.

Zhou Heng turned around and walked towards them.

He was not afraid of these people, but their hatred for him was bone-deep, and they could do anything! He had plans to bring his family and friends up to the Immortal Realm in the future; he had to think for his own people!

Therefore, these people he must kill!

With one sweep of his sword, bloody shadows filled the sky, and all these people fell, devoid of life.

One Sword Breaks the Heavens died! His followers also perished completely!

Zhou Heng sheathed his sword and walked back to Zhong Gufeng, Black Donkey, and Bing Xiulan.

There was silence all around, and only after a long while, discussions began to arise.

Naturally, everyone was talking about the recent battle, admitting that Zhou Heng was quite phenomenal, even capable of standing his ground against the Supreme Level Sunshine King. But to say he had overwhelming power was debatable.

Wu Qi lost, still, it was because he was too confident in his own secret technique!

"You are very strong!" Zhong Gufeng stared at Zhou Heng for a while, then said earnestly, "I will surpass you, definitely!"

"Then you need to quicken your pace, because I won’t stop to wait for anyone!" Zhou Heng laughed.

Zhong Gufeng just smiled and ran off to the side; he didn’t need Zhou Heng’s spotlight to boost his own reputation.

Zhou Heng sat cross-legged, starting to refine the Life Essence Qi from the Black Sword.

Even though Wu Qi had already broken through the Realm barriers, the level of Life Essence Qi was no weaker than a real Sunshine Sovereign, but what the Black Sword extracted was only Life Essence Qi, not real Cultivation Level.

And now, Zhou Heng needed to break through to Eleven Wheels Sun. This was a qualitative transformation, making this step incredibly difficult!

Luckily, he not only slaughtered one Wu Qi but also killed a dozen other Sunshine Kings who surpassed their limits.

This finally gave him enough accumulation of Spiritual Power!

Half a day later, Zhou Heng’s body trembled, a small light point formed in his Dantian!

The Eleventh Wheels Sun!

Despite the light point being unimpressive, its formation instantly boosted Zhou Heng’s power by tens of thousands of times, finally breaking through the Realm barriers and achieving the power of a Sunshine Sovereign!

Now, even if Wu Qi were to live again, he could suppress him single-handedly!

The true masters of the Sunshine Realm are invincible and can even cross realms to slay peak Sunshine Sovereigns!

No one knew that after simply sitting cross-legged and regulating his breath, Zhou Heng’s battle power had terrifyingly enhanced!

Days passed, and more people arrived, eventually reaching a tipping point.

Under the collective effort of tens of thousands of people, the majestic doors finally opened slowly, revealing a gap wide enough for people to pass through.

The Imperial Dragon Hall was finally open!

Whoosh whoosh whoosh! Figures rushed towards it frantically, driven by their main purpose—for the Dragon Transformation Nine Slashes!

Zhou Heng wasn’t in a hurry to move. He didn’t believe that Yuwen Sword’s inheritance would just be laid out on the table for anyone to pick up. Even if it were, it wouldn’t matter. With so many people entering, it would inevitably lead to chaotic battles, and without a few days and thousands, if not tens of thousands of casualties, it would be impossible to resolve.

Although the doors had only opened a crack, because they were tall enough, people could pass through both above and below, and the tens of thousands gathered here quickly vanished without a trace, no one willing to fall behind at this moment.

"Zhou, hurry up! My Dragon Transformation Nine Slashes!" Black Donkey urged anxiously, spinning around in circles.

"Don’t rush, you won’t become a dragon even if you learn it, you’d better invent some kind of ’Donkey Transformation Nine Slashes’ peerless technique that can be passed down for eternity!" Zhou Heng laughed.

"Woof—" Black Donkey opened his mouth as if to bite, but then snorted disdainfully, "The dignified one is too stylish to bother with you!"

Zhou Heng burst into laughter, was about to step forward, but then suddenly stopped again.

"What now?" Black Donkey called out with its tongue sticking out.

"Zhou Tong is here!"

"Your cheap brother?" Black Donkey said, having never met Zhou Tong before.

While they were talking, a figure was rapidly approaching from a distance, emanating a powerful aura and an air of regal dominance.

Who else could it be but Zhou Tong?

"Big brother!" Zhou Heng smiled.

"Brother!" Zhou Tong noticed him. First, he was puzzled about who this young man was, then he recognized Zhou Heng and laughed heartily. With a flip and twist, he landed by Zhou Heng’s side. Naturally warm-hearted, he opened his arms and hugged Zhou Heng.

Thud! When their bodies collided, their body-protective spiritual power triggered involuntarily, both quickly withdrawn after a touch, but from this collision, they could gauge each other’s current cultivation levels.

"Congratulations, big brother, for taking that critical step!" Zhou Heng, somewhat overwhelmed by his enthusiasm, patted his brother’s back, signaling him to let go.

Zhou Tong released his arms, stared at Zhou Heng, and said, "Goodness, you’re really a little monster, to break through the realm barrier too! I was previously a whole Great Realm above you, but now you can stand shoulder-to-shoulder with me. Tsk, I won’t be surprised if you surpass Sister Yan soon!"

"I’m so pitiful! I was at the bottom of the cultivation level, and thought I could show off a bit with a little brother, but it turned out to be a little monster, how can I bear this? How can I bear this!"

He wailed continuously while furiously thumping his head, as if he had been ravaged a hundred times.

Zhou Heng patted his shoulder, laughing, "Offer sympathy by the way!"

"You’re even reveling in my misfortune!" Zhou Tong continued wailing, "No, I can’t stay at the bottom any longer. Once this hat is on, it can’t be taken off! Brother, I’m going ahead first, I must seize the Dragon Transformation Nine Slashes!"

He took off like his bottom was on fire and vanished without a trace!

Such an impetuous hot-head!

"Let’s also go!" Zhou Heng, along with Black Donkey and Bing Xiulan, entered the Imperial Dragon Hall.

Opulent and majestic!

This Grand Hall was supremely grand; each pillar was tens of thousands of feet tall, making anyone feel utterly insignificant. The material of the pillars was unknown, smooth and translucent like jade, yet glossy like metal.

The huge hall was supported entirely by twelve pillars, and the surrounding walls were carved with various patterns of flowers, birds, and animals, all uniquely shaped and diverse.

There were no seats or ornaments, only a round stone platform in the center, about two feet high. On the platform stood a three-feet tall stele, engraved with incomprehensible symbols, profound and enigmatic.

"This, could this be the Dragon Transformation Nine Slashes!"

Someone exclaimed. These symbols were mysterious and placed at the center of the Imperial Dragon Hall. If this was said to be the Dragon Transformation Nine Slashes, most people would accept it.

But was it really that simple? To have such an epochal inheritance just engraved on a stele, so anyone who came could see clearly?

After a noisy period, the noise quickly subsided, and everyone focused intently on the stele. Whether these symbols were the Dragon Transformation Nine Slashes or not, taking a look and memorizing them couldn’t be wrong, right?

After a while, many wore excited expressions—it had to be the Dragon Transformation Nine Slashes, for their spiritual power was stirring inside, seemingly on the verge of some earth-shaking transformation!

If not for the Dragon Transformation Nine Slashes, how could it be so mystical?

Bang! Boom! Crack!

At that moment, several people suddenly erupted, attacking those around them indiscriminately!

—A peerless technique remains so because it is held only in the hands of a few. If everyone in the world knew it, would it still be called a peerless technique?

Thus, kill, kill as much as possible! (To be continued. If you like this work, please visit qidian.com to vote for it and give your monthly support. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users please visit m.qidian.com to read.)