Chapter Fifty: The Power of Blood Vessels

  Open the elixir field, gather the spirits of heaven and earth!

  Zhou Heng sat cross-legged, actively operating the Moon Shadow Heart Technique to absorb the spiritual energy that had gathered around him, unceremoniously absorbing it all and converting it into his own spiritual power.

  The true yuan force had already been consumed cleanly when it was impacting the dan Tian, and at this time, the heavenly spiritual energy hadn't transformed into true yuan force even a bit, but instead filled his body with an even higher level of spiritual power.

  Unlike before, breaking through only broke the shackles, and one's own strength wouldn't increase in the slightest. But when reaching the Gathering Spirit Realm, as soon as the dantian opened, the heavenly and earthly spiritual energy washed over oneself, and one's strength naturally soared.

  Under the impact of spiritual power a hundred times stronger than Bi Zhēn Yuán, his body became even more powerful. At this point, even if someone at the 12th layer of Body Refining wielded the Frost Sword and hacked at him wildly, they might not be able to break through his defenses.

  A sharp tool only reduces the difficulty of breaking through a defense, the sharper the tool, the smaller the force required, and vice versa, the greater the force required.

  But reaching the Jīng Líng realm, no matter what sharp weapon is used to chop at the 12th layer of Liàn Tǐ, it's all useless. The gap between this realm and Liàn Tǐ is just too great, requiring a power that far exceeds that of Liàn Tǐ.

  You can't imagine how terrifying the power of the Spirit Realm is if you don't enter it!

  Finally... I've entered the Realm of Gathered Spirits!

  This was a brand new world, Zhou Heng felt the changes in his body, his spiritual awareness expanded, and the rustling of ants sounded like thunder, a speck of dust was as clear as a giant stone - his vision and hearing had been enhanced to an astonishing degree.

  Zhou Heng took a deep breath, and the joy on his face gradually faded away.

  The Spirit Realm is just the beginning, and it's still far from being satisfactory.

  However, the changes in the body were indeed extremely obvious.

  Full of vitality, infinite power!

  Entering the Spirit Gathering Realm can increase one's lifespan by a hundred years, this is a benefit that cannot be seen or touched at present, but Zhou Heng can clearly feel his body filled with vitality, as if squeezing out a drop of blood could make withered trees reborn.

  That's not all!

  He felt that two mysterious powers in his body suddenly awakened, stirring restlessly, and a series of inexplicable epiphanies burst forth in his mind, as if these memories had always belonged to him, but were previously sealed away.

  Boom!

  He raised his right hand, and a purple flame suddenly burst forth from his palm.

  Is this...the so-called bloodline inheritance that Zhū Zhì and they were talking about?

  Not just this one!

  Zhou Heng stretched out his left hand, a golden light flashed by, and the entire hand immediately turned into a gold cast. He walked to the front of the mountain wall, reached out and grabbed it, and a piece of rock was instantly crushed into powder in his hand.

  What a terrible physical strength!

  Zhou Heng involuntarily clicked his tongue, just now he didn't use any spiritual power at all, it was purely relying on physical strength to grab and pinch, yet he actually pinched a hard rock into powder! This isn't something that can be achieved with just great strength, but also requires an extremely robust physical body.

  He could feel it now - this hand of his was no different from metal, and even Frostbite Sword might not be able to cut through it.

  Try it out.

  He drew out the Frostbite Sword and made a cut on his hand, "hiss", a sharp and piercing sound rang out, but not even a mark was left on his hand. He used more force, again and again, but his arm still didn't show any signs of injury, instead the Frostbite Sword actually had a slight curl to its blade!

  That's right, his current physical strength has indeed surpassed Frost Sword!

  Zhou Heng's heart skipped a beat, and he normalized his left hand. With the Frostbite Sword, he slashed with only 30% of his strength, but a blood stain appeared on his arm, and although the fresh blood congealed and didn't fall off, it quickly healed into a blood scab.

  Two Bloodline Powers!

  Undoubtedly, one from father and one from mother.

  Zhu Zhi and Si Ren once said that the entire Han Cang country has no more than 10,000 people with the power of blood veins. Only those who have great abilities in their ancestors can pass on their powers through their bloodlines.

  Violet Flame, Metal Body!

  He is not only a spiritual body but also a double spiritual body!

  What was unsatisfactory to him was that whether it was the purple flame or the metalization, they could only cover an area of about two fists in size, but were not limited to this position. For example, he could metalize his head and ignite a purple flame.

  That is to say, his bloodline power was not very strong, at least it couldn't be compared with Jing Tian's, otherwise the Spiritual Crystal Pillar would have been activated by him from the beginning.

  Zhou Heng withdrew his Bloodline Force, which should also be considered a martial skill. Whether it was rotating the Purple Flame or metalizing his body, there would be a consumption of spiritual energy. Especially when using Frost Chill Sword to slash and chop himself, the consumption of spiritual energy was extremely fast.

  "Can this Bloodline Power be stacked with the Bright Jade Technique?" Zhou Heng's heart stirred, if not, then he had truly wasted his time learning this defensive martial skill.

  He once again metalized his fists and circulated the Bright Jade Technique. Immediately, a jade-like glow appeared on his fists.

  Feasible!

  But... the consumption of spiritual energy has increased!

  Zhou Heng once again retracted his Bloodline Power, sat cross-legged, and circulated the Moon Shadow Heart Technique to absorb the surrounding spiritual energy, replenishing the consumption just now.

  "Hum, the black broken sword in the dantian lightly shook and suddenly disappeared!"

  What!

  Zhou Heng was shocked, this black sword had harmed him for ten years, but it had also allowed him to walk the path of cultivation from the first layer of Refining Body to entering the Gathering Spirit Realm in just over half a year, all thanks to the credit of this divine sword!

  He hastily opened his eyes and was about to jump up when he saw a black broken sword floating in front of him.

  It actually appeared!

  Zhou Hengru reached out his hand as if in a dream and grasped the hilt of the sword, holding in his hand the broken sword that had previously only been visible to his consciousness.

  A strange, blood-connected feeling suddenly passed from the palm of his hand and spread throughout his body.

  Ling Tian's First Move!

  Zhou Heng's body moved slightly, and the broken sword swept away. The surrounding heavenly spiritual energy suddenly gathered, continuously condensing on the sword, rapidly increasing the sword technique's power.

  Ling Tian's second and third moves!

  After entering the Spirit Gathering Realm, Zhou Heng's power also increased by an unknown number of times, allowing him to have enough spiritual energy to unleash the Three-Style Sword Technique in one breath.

  Ling Tian's Fourth Form!

  As water flows into a ditch, after completing the third move of Lingtian, he followed the momentum and swung out the fourth move, fifth move, and sixth move of Lingtian!

  One breath and it's done!

  Ling Tian Seventh Form!

  The sword energy was sweeping horizontally and reached a distance of about 30-40 feet to the mountain wall, with a loud crash, it actually cut off a layer of rock as big as a house!

  So it is! So it is!

  Zhou Heng burst out laughing, this Ling Tian Jiu Shi is actually just one complete move in strict terms, each style is a process of accumulating power, nine styles combined into one, the accumulated power will be incredibly terrifying!

  And only the Black Sword can withstand and perfectly accumulate these powers. The sword and the swordsmanship are indispensable.

  No wonder he was exhausted after using one move before. To drive such a terrible sword technique, the consumption for him is also terrifying.

  But so far, he can only deduce the seventh style of Lingtianjiu, and if he goes further, his power will be exhausted. It can be seen that to fully display the Lingtianjiu style, at least with his current strength, it is still insufficient!

  What a big consumer of spiritual energy!

  Zhou Heng looked at the broken sword in his hand and thought: Can this sword still return after it has come out?

  In a flash of thought, the black broken sword disappeared without a trace.

  Huh?

  He hastily looked inward at his dantian and indeed, the black broken sword was floating within, like the Nine Heavens Supreme Lord, filled with majestic grandeur.

  Come out!

  Zhou Heng's mind stirred and the black broken sword reappeared in front of him, inexplicably suspended.

  This is a divine object!

  Zhou Heng held the black sword and suddenly felt curious: "Which one is sharper, this black sword or Frostbite Sword?"

  Thinking of this, he hastily took out Frost Chill Sword and gently knocked the two together.

  Ding, a spark flashed by, and the black sword remained motionless, but on the blade of Frost Sword, there was an additional small notch.

  "Not yet, I haven't used much strength!" Zhou Heng was taken aback, he really had only lightly touched the two swords together.

  Swish swish swish, he made several consecutive sword cuts, and the Frost Sword was cut into seven or eight pieces by the Black Sword, as if it were made of rotten mud!

  Poor Frost Sword, I wonder what Lin Xiangxiang would be like if she found out, this is her treasure!

  The true divine power is like cutting through iron as if it were mud!

  Zhou Heng couldn't help but feel extremely delighted, with his black sword dominating the world, who in the world could stop him?

  "Let me try again, this time I can dive deeper!"

  He was still unwilling to give up on the Cold Pool, and with a splash, he jumped into the pool again, holding his breath and continuously diving deeper, thirty zhang, forty zhang, fifty zhang!

  When he reached a depth of seventy zhang, Zhou Heng stopped and was unable to move forward. The cold was more terrifying than he had imagined, and even if he had reached the state of gathering spirits now, it would be useless.

  He floated up to the surface and returned to the shore, where the spiritual energy circulated and the cold sensation disappeared instantly.

  The icy pond was too deep to measure, and even after diving down seventy feet, there was still no sign of reaching the bottom. With Zhou Heng's current cultivation level, he could only do this much.

  It's gone back!

  Zhou Heng gazed up at the sky, and although he had just entered the Gathering Spirit Realm, his dantian was eight times larger than that of an average person. Under the same realm, his power was almost invincible! Furthermore, with the mysterious Flying Cloud Step, even if he couldn't defeat the existences in the second or third layer of the Gathering Spirit Realm, escaping wouldn't be difficult for him.

  It's just that Hei Jian had stopped releasing energy a month ago, and now he must rely on his own efforts to improve his cultivation!

  After Zhou Heng stabilized his boundary for a moment, he left the valley.

  Fei Yun's steps unfolded, and he swept through like a swift gust of wind, his speed increasing by at least tenfold compared to when he was at the twelfth layer of Body Refining. Just five hours later, he had already exited the Ping Tian mountain range, and the peak where the Jiu Ling Sect was located was right before his eyes.

  Let's go back and take a look!

  Zhou Heng returned to the foot of the mountain. He didn't have any feelings for Jiuling Sect, although he had been in the sect for more than four months. However, he hadn't stayed in the sect for more than ten days. After all, Zhou Dinghai was saved by Jiuling Sect, and this favor he couldn't forget, nor did he dare to forget.

  After reaching the state of gathering spirits, he returned to his true self. From a breath perspective, he was completely indistinguishable from ordinary people. Unless it was a strong person in the same realm, no one could see his depth. Along the way, he walked like an ordinary person, without attracting anyone's attention.

  Who would have thought that there would be such a freak who left the sect for three months and broke into the Gathering Spirit Realm from the 9th layer of Refining Body!

  "Zhou Heng, you're back just in time! Come with me quickly!" Chang Kang walked out from the side, and when he saw him, a smile involuntarily appeared on his face.

  "What's wrong?" Zhou Heng asked casually.

  "Bai Yugou's Fang Xianyu is challenging at the outer gate, and has already defeated Ma Yunlong and Guo Gang. He's shouting that our Jiuling Sect has no one left!" Chang Kang's face was full of anger, "It's really too despicable! You've been away from the sect for over three months, giving up your first place without a fight, and now Brother Jing is an inner disciple, otherwise how would that bastard have the chance to be so arrogant?"

  "Go take a look!" Zhou Heng revealed a hint of murderous intent, and even if he wasn't surnamed Jin, he didn't have a good impression of anyone from the White Jade Valley.

  "Hum, you must severely punish him, that bastard is so arrogant, with a dirty mouth, we'd like to beat him to death together!" Chang Kang said with hatred.

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