Chapter 156: The Seven Mysterious Demon Swords
“How dare you!”
The arrogant words of Zen had enraged Fren to a point where he saw red everywhere.
Just then, everyone heard an abrupt sound of something soaring at incredible speed.
Swish!
From the side of the door, a thin willow leaf dart shot towards Zen.
As soon as he became aware of it, Zen calmly stretched out his hand and pushed the willow leaf dart away in a gentle manner.
At that moment, a charming woman entered through the door and yelled, “Fren, kill him!”
Upon closer look, it turned out that the woman was someone named Vivan, whom Zen had met at the Zhang Clan's Blessed Auction House in the past.
Seeing his woman had already made her move, Fren felt convinced that he did not have to wait any longer. Instantly, his hand glowed with an orange light, forming a big sword.
It was the Seven Mysterious Demon Swords, the Zhuge Clan's tier 4 cultivation method. After he had tossed it casually, the orange-red sword hung in the air while facing Zen.
It strangely appeared as though there was an invisible man, and he was holding the sword.
Then, the number of swords multiplied from one to several, as though someone had replicated the original sword many times.
The orange light in Fren's hand flickered unceasingly; one after another, big swords appeared from each flash.
In the end, there were seven swords in the air, with seemingly seven invisible swordsmen holding them.
“Kill him, now!” commanded Fren.
Raising their swords, the seven invisible swordsmen rushed towards Zen.
Some went to stab him horizontally while others cut him vertically. The seven invisible swordsmen united their efforts to ensure his defeat and marched from every possible direction to corner him.
At the same time, Vivan threw the willow leaf darts, flicking them at the speed of light at Zen one after another.
Seizing the opportunity, Murry sprang to attack Zen from behind. As he had taken numerous advantage of the Zhuge Clan, it was only natural for him to help Fren. While holding his judge's brush pen and using the life vitality as his ink, he wrote a big word in mid-air.
“SEAL!”
After Murry finished writing, the word 'SEAL' launched towards Zen in an instant.
As soon as the word had reached him, his demonic life vitality vanished all at once.
“What I have just done sealed off your life vitality. Let's see what you can do against it,” Murry boasted smugly.
Upon hearing his cocky words, instead of panicking, Zen thought calmly, 'Since it can seal off the life vitality, perhaps it is a kind of enchanted barrier. That would mean the Emerald Crystal in my arm might work on it.'
“Bah! It's just an insignificant trick to me!”
After saying that, Zen raised his left hand slowly. With his head held high, he hit the giant word using his fist.
“It's no use trying to break my 'SEAL' with brute force alone,” said Murry, shaking his head. Then he scorned disapprovingly, “You must be dreaming if you think that's all it'll take.”
However, to his surprise, blood red energy gushed out from Zen's fist when it touched his 'SEAL' word and ultimately tainted it.
In a second, red cracks like a spider's web appeared on the word.
Then a strange cracking sound followed, which made Murry's eyes widen in shock.
His 'SEAL' enchanted barrier broke to pieces after Zen's single blow, and then it vanished into the air without much of a resistance.
After throwing a sarcastic look in Murry's direction, Zen deflected a series of willow leaf darts that Vivan had thrown at him. Murry could not help but remain speechless.
Since Vivan was not that strong, Zen did not worry about the willow leaf darts. Even if any of her attempts had managed to strike him, it could hardly cause any trouble.
In Zen's opinion, the real threat was Fren's seven swords, as they looked rather powerful.
These seven swords were from a tier 4 cultivation method, which could indicate something was likely unique about them.
Since it seemed as though seven invisible swordsmen controlled a sword each, dodging all the attacks was going to be quite a headache.
Even if he could easily deflect the swords, how would he destroy swordsmen who did not actually exist?
To other people, such a troublesome question might render them nervous --- but not Zen. Soon, he thought of a strategy on how to deal with the seven swords.
Whoosh!
Carrying a powerful gust of wind, an invisible swordsman went for Zen's head with his sword.
Contrary to Fren's expectation, Zen did not dodge his attack. In fact, he did not even look like he was going to counter the attack. Instead, in what could only be the simplest way possible, Zen reached out directly with his hand to catch the sword.
Thud!
With a playful grin, Zen gripped the hilt of the sword effortlessly, and then he pointed it at Fren. A taunting glint appeared in his eyes as he watched the priceless reaction on Fren's face.
Hiding the shock behind a brave facade, Fren narrowed his eyes and said, “It's good that you can catch a sword. Unfortunately, you only have two hands. I don't know how you catch the other six swords.”
Under Fren's command, the other six swords launched a siege on Zen from different directions.
“Take it easy, you just wait and see!” Zen replied humorously. The demonic life vitality surged out of his hand and seeped into the sword in his hand.
In a moment, the color of the sword changed from orange to purple-black. Upon seeing the transformation, Zen let out a satisfied sigh.
Reassured by the familiar color, he let go of the sword. This time, however, he had taken full control of it.
As Zen signaled, the purple-black sword followed his every intention and hovered in front of him.
“Bang bang bang!”
The other six orange swords clashed with the purple-black sword one after another, as Zen maneuvered it expertly and blocked each fierce attack.
The color of Fren's face drastically changed while he watched the unbelievable scene before his eyes. Never in his dreams did he imagine that someone, let alone Zen, could take away one of his swords. On top of that, the man had total power over it now.
Fren wondered, 'What strange cultivation method has he been practicing?'
Nevertheless, it was not the time for Fren to think about that. Because he wanted to kill Zen as soon as possible, he did not have any more time to waste. Though he had lost a sword, there were still six left in his control.
And so, while Fren waved his hand again, the invisible swordsmen raised his six swords. On his command, they were ready to attack Zen.
All of a sudden, some black and purple spots appeared on his six remaining weapons. Fren could only watch in horror as the spots scattered all over the swords.
“What is going on?” Fren exclaimed.
With his eyes wide open, Fren noticed that the remaining six swords had lost contact with him. What just happened was beyond absurd!
In a state of helplessness, he watched the colors of his six swords change from orange to purple-black.
"I said you are no longer qualified to take my life. With your current strength, you should run whenever you see me.
It's a pity you were not smart to believe my words," said Zen seriously.
After the transformation of the demonic life energy into demonic life vitality, its ability to absorb and transform other energies became more frightening while the speed had greatly improved.
When Zen used the purple-black sword to prevent the attacks of Fren's other six, the opportunity for their blades to clash arose.
It was at that moment when the demonic life vitality of the purple-black sword transferred into the other six swords along the gaps of the blades.
Although infiltrated by only a small amount of the demonic life vitality, it was enough for the rest of Zen's strategy to work.
The demonic life vitality continuously altered Fren's life vitality at high speed. As a result, it was inevitable for Zen to seize command of the six swords eventually.
When Zen raised his arms, seven purple-black swords in mid-air spiraled around him.
Simultaneously, Vivan had not given up her attack. Once again, she threw ten willow leaf darts at Zen. However, he glanced at the woman who was hot, in both temperament and her body figure, with a cold smile.
One of the swords brushed in front of Zen and slightly knocked down those willow leaf darts. After deflecting every incoming attack, the sword rejoined the rank as though nothing had happened.
Under Zen's control, the seven swords aimed upward, whirling faster and faster, and getting closer to each other until finally, they united and compressed into a huge sword.
“Oh goodness!” exclaimed Fren, astonished.
"This is... This is the Heavenly Sword!
How did you know how to use our Zhuge Clan's Seven Mysterious Demon Swords?" Even with his own eyes, it was hard to believe what was happening.
The last and strongest move of the Zhuge Clan's Seven Mysterious Demon Swords was the unification of the seven swords known as the Heavenly Sword, a technique that was extremely difficult to cultivate. Only someone who reached the state of the Illuminating Soul Realm could achieve such a remarkable feat.
Therefore, even Fren himself could not utilize this skill at the moment. Only some elders of the Zhuge Clan who were at Illuminating Soul Realm could achieve the Heavenly Sword.
It was astonishing that Zen had not only seized all of the seven swords, but he also succeeded in condensing them into the Heavenly Sword.
Therefore, it was no wonder that Fren was so stunned.
Unbeknownst to him, Zen did not actually know how to use the Zhuge Clan's cultivation method of the Seven Mysterious Demon Swords. All he had achieved was merging the seven swords into a big one by utilizing the characteristics of the demonic life vitality. What a Heavenly Sword was, or how to activate one, was beyond his knowledge.
A genuine Heavenly Sword contained a trace of Heavenly Intent.
At his present cultivation level, the Heavenly Intent was not something Zen could master.
However, although the enormous sword in front of Zen did not contain Heavenly Intent, it still gave people a strong sense of deterrence.
It was this sense of deterrence that frightened Fren, as he thought that Zen could use the Heavenly Sword.
As he had witnessed the strong power of the Heavenly Intent emitting from the sword when family elders wielded it, Fren knew the Heavenly Sword's vast capabilities.
Frightened by the huge sword, Fren ran away for his life at once. In his haste to take cover, there was no time for him to distinguish whether the power that emanated from the sword was the real Heavenly Intent or not. As he was so convinced by its authenticity, he did not even think to doubt it at all.
"Oh, so you want to escape now?
It is too late."
As soon as Zen waved his hand, the huge sword, which was about ten feet long and several feet wide, directly shot towards Fren.
“Oh, no! Stop it. If you kill him, you will die!” shouted Murry quickly.
He never imagined Zen would dare to kill Fren. 'Does this fellow really know no fear?
If he kills Fren in Cloud Sect, who else could protect him?' thought Murry.
“Don't run, Fren. I'll kill him!” stated Vivan fiercely.
Soaked in an unknown evil spirit, Vivan's eyes turned blood red and her pale skin bloomed with red spots. Even the willow leaf darts she thrust were contaminated with blood. After noticing these details, Zen deemed that she must have been using some mysterious cultivation method.
“Are you still not giving up?” asked Zen, looking at the woman incredulously.
The huge sword not only blocked the willow leaf darts, but also absorbed the blood energy of the darts.
With its huge side panel like a door, the huge sword flew over and touched Vivan's enchanting body that had made many men think about it day and night.
Bang!
Knocked by the sword, Vivan flew against the wall with a muffled noise. Then slowly, she collapsed and lowered her head while losing consciousness.