Shocking the Nine Heavens With My Sword

In the barracks, numerous Shadow Dead Spirits were captured, specifically used for training new recruits.

The Dead Spirits lack any emotion; combat and slaughter are their sole purpose of existence, thus surrendering is utterly impossible. Capturing such creatures alive is at least ten times harder than killing them outright.

Even the barracks don't have many "living" Dead Spirits, just thirty cages. Now, Ni Anbei taking out ten at once truly shows how highly he regards Zhou Heng.

However, the "terror" of ten Dead Spirits is only regarded as such by newcomers. Any veteran on the battlefield must handle over ten Dead Spirits simultaneously, sometimes even dozens!

But those scenarios often lead to grim outcomes, only a few experts manage to survive.

A mere ten Dead Spirits, Ni Anbei is absolutely confident that Zhou Heng will, at most, be severely injured but not killed—of course, such severe injury might mean a bed rest of at least half a year!

—How could one truly understand the brutality of the Demon Sea War without experiencing severe hardships first? This is just severe injury; on the battlefield, death may very well be the issue!

Soon, the ten cages were all brought forth, each containing one Dead Spirit.

Upon hearing that the captain mobilized ten Dead Spirits at once, many veterans rushed over to watch the spectacle, forming a circle outside the training ground.

"Let's bet on how long this kid can hold out!"

"With ten attacking at once, he'll definitely be severely injured at first sight!"

"Don't underestimate him, he's at least the champion of the Baptism Competition!"

"Hahaha, his Spiritual Power level hasn't entered the Comet Realm yet. Although his physique is unclear, he doesn't have a single dragon scale on him, nor any partial Dragonification; what kind of physique could such a bloodline possess?"

"If you ask me, I have more faith in that great beauty! Look at that dragon head, those dragon whiskers, that dragon nose, those dragon horns. Every inch is beautifully enchanting to dragons!"

"Scram, I was the first to set eyes on her!"

"What good does liking her do you if she doesn't fancy you?"

"Hahahaha!"

Amidst the crowd's chatter, the ten cages formed a circle, with Zhou Heng and Ni Anbei in the center, further surrounded by a Formation to prevent these Dead Spirits from gathering and escaping.

Ni Anbei can't be outside the Formation; otherwise, if Zhou Heng encounters danger, he wouldn't be able to intervene quickly enough.

"Newcomer, ready?" Ni Anbei asked Zhou Heng, but without waiting for an answer, he used Void Control to open all ten cages, "There's no time for you to prepare on the battlefield!"

Boom!

All ten Dead Spirits rushed out; these Dead Spirits differed entirely from White Bone Skeletons as they lacked physical form and resembled smoky apparitions, making them difficult to kill since only Runes can hit them!

Everyone widened their eyes, eager to know how long Zhou Heng could hold out.

The champion has to have an unexpected trait, right?

Zhou Heng dared not be careless, his entire body exploded with momentum. A phantom of a purple Heavenly Dragon rose behind him, roaring fiercely, akin to an Emperor's arrival, exuding boundless power!

Shriek!

Unexpectedly, the Dead Spirits all halted, then made an astounding move—they abandoned their attacks on Zhou Heng and all rushed toward Ni Anbei, who floated further away.

Spurt!

Ni Anbei almost spat blood, what the hell is going on?

Dead Spirits have no emotion, nor intelligence; they only have slaughter in mind, completely ignoring whether the person before them is strong or weak. As long as there's Living Spirit Qi they'll fiercely attack, even Saints would be rushed at without hesitation.

Therefore, whoever is closer is surely their primary target, then they'll attack second closest, third closest, until no living entity is perceived in their awareness.

But the Dead Spirits abandoned the closer Zhou Heng and attacked Ni Anbei—it's absurd!

Not only Ni Anbei was shocked, others were also dumbfounded, completely unable to fathom the situation!

Why, why, why?

Could Dead Spirits also experience fear?

Zhou Heng knew in his heart, because Purple Flame Heavenly Dragon specifically counteracts evil entities!

Although it may not truly overpower these high-tier Dead Spirits, altering their attack sequence is not difficult! Essentially, even if a Saint stood next to Zhou Heng, the Dead Spirits would prioritize attacking that Saint over Zhou Heng.

Ni Anbei darted around, pursued by ten whistling Dead Spirits while another person in the field was idly yawning.

This scene was beyond everyone's expectation!

Originally Ni Anbei intended to use Zhou Heng as a negative example, through his tragic encounter to demonstrate to newcomers the terrifying extent of the Demon Sea War, but never anticipated he'd be the one chased around!

Of course, he isn't afraid of these ten Dead Spirits, but if he intervenes, what would be the point of orchestrating this battle?

But although he is powerful, the place is too cramped for him to stretch his body! Moreover, the ten Dead Spirits are all at the Comet Realm level, equal to him, one-on-one. Merely running away leaves him in a desperate situation, sometimes forcing him to strike back to avoid getting hit by the Dead Spirits.

The crowd's expressions are peculiar; many want to laugh but fear Ni Anbei's reckoning afterward, so they forcibly hold back.

They gaze at the raging Purple Flame Heavenly Dragon behind Zhou Heng, speculating inwardly, perhaps this is the reason!

Who said the Purple Dragon is of lower position bloodline? Can a lower position bloodline be this fierce?

"Kid, act quickly, or I'll pound you!" Ni Anbei said exasperatedly. If he struck, defeating these ten Dead Spirits isn't hard, given his Quasi-Black Cave physique, but then he'd really become a joke.

Zhou Heng laughed inwardly, not doing it intentionally; who knew the Purple Flame Heavenly Dragon would be so effective? Since Ni Anbei has spoken, he couldn't just stand by any longer.

Buzzing, his right arm undergoes Dragonification, Annihilation Runes flowing.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

He executes the Tyrant Dragon Fist, Vigorous Qi surges, ten punches thrown, the ten Dead Spirits are all reduced to flying ash, completely annihilated! Strangely enough, one of the Dead Spirits leaves behind a small, yellow bean-sized bead, entirely black yet semi-transparent.

Done, done?

Everyone stares in shock once more at this guy—is he sure he's not Black Cave level?

Even if Ni Anbei made a move, could he eliminate the Dead Spirits so effortlessly? The answer is obviously no; Ni Anbei is merely Quasi-Black Cave level, hasn't formed a Black Cave. He couldn't easily deal with the Dead Spirits this way!

The veterans could offer an accurate answer in their minds: over an hour, also at the cost of at least three wounds! Not to mention, Dead Spirits' attacks contain deathly Qi, hardest to purge. Three wounds would take at least ten days to heal and leave scars, never disappearing!

—Which veteran isn't covered in scars, but it's not shame but a badge of honor!

But, but, but oh but, Zhou Heng resolved it with just ten punches!

Though it can't be ruled out that the ten Dead Spirits focused their attacks on Ni Anbei, these Dead Spirits lack Spiritual Wisdom doesn't mean they're fools; they have instinctive crisis awareness, dodge attacks, and strive to eliminate the bigger threats.

The crowd recalls carefully; the Dead Spirits indeed retaliated, but after Zhou Heng's punch, they had no qualification to contend—a punch, and they vanished!

Casual and delightful!

This time, the newcomer... is an extraordinary individual!

Ni Anbei looked at Zhou Heng, maintained for a full five seconds, then suddenly said, "Ninth squad, take this kid away. You can take him to the battlefield tomorrow!"

"Yes, Captain! Haha, and thank you Captain!" A thin man ran over, patting Zhou Heng's shoulder, "Newcomer, come with me!"

"Wait!" Ni Anbei suddenly said, "Newcomer, what's your name?"

Hiss!

The captain is actually asking the newcomer's name now? Note that the captain only asks the newcomer's name after returning from the battlefield, thinking only the brave are worthy of having him remember their names!

"Zhou Heng!"

"Go... try to keep your life, don't play hero! Also, this Shadow Pearl is yours!" Ni Anbei tossed the black pearl left by the Shadow Dead Spirits to Zhou Heng.

Zhou Heng took it; he didn't know what use the Shadow Pearl had, storing it for now.

Watching Zhou Heng being escorted away from the training ground, everyone's expressions are of astonishment; this has never happened before—an untrained newcomer directly entering the battlefield! Typically, newcomers train at least six months before qualifying for the battlefield!

But seeing Zhou Heng's stunning attack, who can speak against it?

This training—what can it teach Zhou Heng?

Those most shocked are the participants in the final baptism competition since the battle was halted by Long Haixing. They didn't know how terrifying Zhou Heng's battle power was, always thinking Zhou Heng had something to do with the old dragon.

But now, they've finally learned Long Haixing was indeed considering their welfare; otherwise... just thinking about the ten Dead Spirits turning to ash sends chills down anyone's spine!

Yan Lindong clenched his fists tightly; Zhou Heng's performance struck him hard, so strong it drove him into despair!

No, he must eliminate him!

Yan Lindong's gaze revealed a venomous glint as he watched Zhou Heng's gradually distant silhouette, involuntarily exposing a cold smile, having conceived a clever plan.

Unlike Yan Lindong, Shui Yuqi glared brightly.

Beauty loves a hero, especially for this beauty possessing powerful strength herself, wanting her to "love" a hero demands even more formidable power; undeniably, Zhou Heng now exhibits such prowess.

Lower position bloodline?

A joke, how could this be a lower position bloodline! Could any lower position bloodline be this awesome?

Moreover, she possesses quite pure Golden Dragon bloodline, coupling with Zhou Heng's "mutant" Dragon Clan bloodline; how astounding might their offspring be?

While pondering, her large dragon head displayed a "charming" smile, making all dragons around marvel in awe. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to provide recommendation votes and monthly votes at Qidian (qidian.com). Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please visit m.qidian.com to read.)