Shocking the Nine Heavens With My Sword-Chapter 78 - Four Stars Human Spirit Body

With a Martial Artist’s sense of balance, on flat ground, he could walk a hundred, even a thousand li without a misstep.

But above the abyss, it was like walking on thin ice, at any moment he could capsize and perish!

It was less a test of strength than a test of character.

Fearless and immovable, unshaken by the eight winds!

The mountain breeze blew, and its strength would not have even been regarded by one in the Spirit Gathering Realm, let alone an ordinary person who might even find it refreshing.

But now was different; every misstep could lead to irrevocable disaster.

The stone bridge, blown by the mountain wind, swayed and oscillated like a writhing Spirit Snake.

Zhou Heng’s steps were firm, each footfall solid and resolute, nailing him to the bridge.

Whoosh!

Whoosh!

Whoosh!

After advancing a hundred zhang, the mountain wind suddenly howled ferociously as if a tornado had arisen, wild and uncontrollable!

Zhou Heng was like a leaf in the storm, potentially whisked away into the sky at any moment.

“Steady!”

Zhou Heng circulated his Spiritual Power, standing firm as Mount Tai, moving step by step with eyes as sharp as lightning.

He moved unswervingly forward and, after another hundred zhang, the wind abruptly lessened as if he had passed the eye of the violent storm and entered a safe zone.

However, suddenly, with a “clang,” dark clouds filled the sky, and lightning flashed with thunder.

Damn, this is a bit too much!

Clang!

Clang!

Clang!

Bolt after bolt of lightning cleaved from the clouds, launching a frantic barrage onto the stone bridge!

Zhou Heng had no time to curse his luck; he rushed forward because the lightning was striking from behind!

He didn’t believe he was faster than lightning; perhaps mastering the Swift Cloud Radiant Step to the highest realm might work, but definitely not the current him!

Run, run, run, charge, charge, charge!

Zhou Heng bolted ahead, with lightning striking down in his wake.

If an ordinary person witnessed this scene, they would surely exclaim in disbelief and think that Zhou Heng was a boundless sinner, struck down by divine retribution!

Zhou Heng even activated the Swift Cloud Radiant Step.

The frequency of the lightning increased, chasing him more rapidly.

He had no second to pause, for if overtaken, he simply couldn’t compete with the speed of lightning.

Perhaps a single bolt of lightning wouldn’t kill him, but if it struck him off the bridge, he’d be absolutely finished!

Zhou Heng multitasked, not only using Swift Cloud Radiant Step but also watching his step, as the mountain wind hadn’t ceased and the bridge continued to wobble.

On such a narrow surface, a single misstep would spell his demise!

This was a huge test for his mental strength, but fortunately, his Divine Sense had been tempered by the Black Sword: tenacious and vast, it was able to withstand such consumption.

One minute, two minutes, three minutes!

As the speed of the lightning increased, Zhou Heng had to push Swift Cloud Radiant Step to its limit just to barely stay ahead of it.

After just two or three minutes, he felt as if his body was falling apart, his skin on the verge of bleeding.

Zhou Heng operated his Metallic Transformation, continually healing the battered parts of his body while simultaneously using the Bright Jade Technique.

He had advanced this Cultivation Technique to the Seventh Layer, and its defensive power was formidable.

Even so, by the eighth minute, Zhou Heng had turned into a bloodied mess, as the healing from his Metallic Transformation didn’t keep up with the damage from the Swift Cloud Radiant Step.

The triple drain from Metallic Transformation, Bright Jade Technique, and Swift Cloud Radiant Step left him feeling waves of exhaustion.

Persevere!

Must persevere!

Nine minutes, ten minutes, eleven minutes!

Blood ran continuously from Zhou Heng’s body, his muscles even started peeling off, a horrific sight to behold.

Yet, his eyes shone even brighter, his fighting spirit soaring to the heavens as if it could materialize.

Twelve minutes, thirteen minutes!

Ahead, a platform appeared—it was the finish line!

Zhou Heng was overjoyed.

His worn-out Dantian felt as if a spring of clarity had been infused into it, boosting his speed yet another level.

In a flash, seven strides later, he had leaped onto the platform.

The thunderclouds quickly dissipated, and all returned to calm.

Zhou Heng panted heavily, yet managed to endure the excruciating pain that felt almost death-like, extracting a Spirit Stone for refinement.

As his exhausted spiritual power gradually recovered, he once again activated his Metal Incarnation to heal his body, and soon there was not a single scar to be seen on him.

Yet, his complexion was quite pale, for the blood he had lost could not possibly be replenished so quickly.

This was not much of an issue, though, since at the Spirit Gathering Realm, one relied on spiritual power for sustenance; as long as his spiritual power was replenished, everything else could easily be dealt with.

Because he also had to heal his injuries, it took Zhou Heng a full three hours to completely recover.

He turned to look back at the long stone bridge, his mind full of fleeting thoughts.

He was certainly not the first person to pass two trials, and since the difficulty here was adjusted according to the strength of the martial artist, how had the people before him managed to get through?

He was already stunningly talented, yet he had faced such a harsh trial; what about those before him?

Don’t be complacent.

There are countless geniuses in this world, and plenty of freaks of nature.

In Tianhang City, he could be ranked among the top geniuses, but what about the entire Cold Blue Country?

And what about the entire Xuanqian Continent?

Don’t forget that the Cold Blue Country is just a tiny dynasty, not even comparable to the dynasties and imperial dynasties!

It’s believable that the original owner of this palace must have been a top figure in a dynasty or even an imperial dynasty, and that’s why such a twisted condition for passing the trial was set!

Zhou Heng stood up and looked ahead, a large door was already open for him.

He wondered how Gu Zi was doing right now.

A thought suddenly crossed his mind: with such a fearsome trial, could Gu Zi really make it through?

He strode through the third door.

The scene changed again.

He was in a quiet and elegant room, not big, about ten feet square.

In the center stood a stone table with a crystalline pillar on it.

Zhou Heng had seen this several times before—it was the Spirit Crystal Pillar used to test one’s Spiritual Body.

Could this third trial be a test of Bloodline Power?

Even the most talented individuals would be at a loss here, left to the mercy of fate, for Bloodline Power was determined at birth, impossible to enhance or annihilate.

Zhou Heng, however, smiled.

This law was useless to him; the Black Sword was continuously enhancing his physique, from Divine Sense to Bloodline Power, to the strength of his body, improving all aspects.

But this process was extremely slow.

Two months ago, when he was tested, he only had a Three Star Human Spirit Body, now at most having advanced to Four Stars, and it was not possible to go any higher.

He walked to the table and placed his right hand upon it.

The Spirit Crystal Pillar stood erect and began to change, emitting purple light one moment and golden light the next, constantly fluctuating, but the combined brightness still couldn’t match Jing Tian.

As expected, a Four Star Human Spirit Body, a level above the last test he had at Black Water Hall!

All was silent around him.

Clearly, such aptitude was not accepted; it was far too mediocre!

With such high standards, in the entire Cold Blue Country, there were only about ten thousand Spiritual Bodies, who would be nurtured with priority anywhere, yet here they couldn’t even pass a trial!

Think about it—if a small Cold Blue Country had tens of thousands of individuals qualified to pass this trial, would it still be challenging?

But Zhou Heng was not disheartened, for he had a heaven-defying cheating tool!

He released the suppression on the Black Sword, and suddenly, as if this divine artifact felt provoked, it emitted a black light that struck the Spirit Crystal Pillar.

The entire Spirit Crystal Pillar was filled with black light in an instant, the whole room filled with a gloomy glow.

Despite it being black light, it felt as though it could blind one’s eyes!

But it was just a moment, and with a snap, the Spirit Crystal Pillar shattered into millions of pieces.

Click, click-click, a wall suddenly rose up, revealing a grand hall behind it.

He had passed the trial!

Zhou Heng strode forward, and as a white light flashed by, a figure appeared out of thin air; it was the child-like form transformed by the Array Spirit.

“Congratulations on passing the three trials and becoming the temporary master of Heart Net Hall!” said the child.

“Temporary master?” Zhou Heng paused, “Why not the permanent master?”

“Because I have been damaged and cannot acknowledge a master, so everyone who passes the three trials can become the temporary master of Heart Net Hall until they leave,” said the child, his tone completely calm, as if he had forgotten that he had seen Zhou Heng before.

So that was how it was.

But what kind of force could damage the Heart Net Hall?

Was the outer area, that Abandoned Domain, destroyed in battle?

Who could have done it?

And what was the former master of the Heart Net Hall like?

Unfortunately, the Array Spirit had no memory left.

“This is your reward, the Nine Mystic Trial Tower, the treasure of the Heart Net Hall, countless times more precious than the Heart Net Hall itself!” The child gestured, and suddenly there was an exquisitely small tower, just an inch tall, on the table.

The tower, crafted with ten layers, each was finely carved and exquisite to the last detail.

“It’s called the Nine Mystic, so why are there ten layers?” Zhou Heng picked up the small tower, looking at it from all angles but found nothing especially precious about it.

“You’ll understand once you become the master,” said the Array Spirit, “Drop a bead of your blood onto it and enter it with your Divine Sense at the same time, and you can complete the acknowledgement.

The former master of this tower has long been dead, and you will face no difficulty in taking his place.”

Zhou Heng did not believe the Array Spirit meant to harm him; otherwise, either of the previous two trials could have been made slightly more difficult and that would have been enough for him to die countless times.

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He bit his finger, letting a drop of blood fall onto the body of the tower, and at the same time, he connected with the artifact through his Divine Sense.

Boom!

His Sea of Consciousness vibrated, countless streams of information flooded his mind, and once he had digested them all, Zhou Heng’s expression was one of immense surprise.