Chapter 189: Pseudo Fairy Weapon
With a sharp clank, a blue bola flew at Zen, but was smashed by Zen's fist in a flash.
Woosh, woosh, woosh…
After Zen got rid of the blue bola, several sharp arrows shot into the air, aiming at him. He dodged the arrows with ease, like a butterfly flitting in the shrubs.
Swish, swish…
As soon as he escaped the arrows, a large sword was slashed at Zen's head. Zen hit his palm hard on the sword, breaking it into two pieces with the help of the indestructible force of the stars. The pieces turned back into the original life vitality and dissipated.
“So many weapons...”
Compared to the nature creatures, the masters of the Illuminating Soul Realm were a lot more powerful.
As per common knowledge, transforming the life vitality into too many different weapons also meant weakening the power of each of them.
With Zen's speed and defensive power, he thought that he had the potential to enervate James.
However, it turned out that he was wrong.
The strength of the Illuminating Soul Realm was incomparable. James shot out a number of weapons continuously, and they hurtled at Zen like endless stream of water.
Moreover, the weapons James conjured were all different from one another. As he fought them, Zen had no clue which of them would come at him next.
He mechanically dodged being hit by them.
“Huh! You cocky brat! You will pay for your arrogance!” James's nostrils flared in annoyance. He was the master of the Mo Clan, and Zen seemingly had no respect for that. He must make Zen see the real difference between a nature creature and an Illuminating Soul Realm master.
As he finished speaking, the blue life vitality that emitted from his skin grew even more dazzling. The weapons propelled into the air doubled in number, and instantly hurtled at Zen from every possible direction.
Zen tried his best to face the attack.
He smashed the weapons that he could, but for those that came too fast at him, he took advantage of his speed and dodged them.
James was obviously pissed off, otherwise, he wouldn't have launched such a fierce attack at him.
It was considered disgraceful for a master of the Illuminating Soul Realm to try to clamp down on a lesser ranking nature creature who was so inferior to him.
James was different from Hugh.
Hugh was a soldier who had no scruples about fighting Zen in White Emperor City. In the army, the idea of bullying the weak was considered fair and valid.
However, James belonged to a noble clan in the Imperial Capital. Not to mention, he was its head. He had no justified reason to go all out in a fight against a first-level nature creature.
But Zen's actual strength was not as little as it seemed.
James relentlessly summoned more weapons to attack Zen, but they had little effect on the latter. Occasionally, one or two of them hit him successfully, but they hardly caused injury.
Seeing this, James hesitated, wondering if he should resort to more powerful means.
As James pondered on this, Zen had already worked out a solution to the attack.
It was true that the weapons James summoned were huge in number, but there was an obvious loophole.
Since they came in large quantities, the power of each of them was less than that of the Five-clawed Golden Dragon that had been summoned by Hugh previously when Zen fought him.
The heart of the matter was the weapons just shot at him endlessly and he couldn't keep up with them.
Suddenly, as he faced the weapons that were flying at him, Zen's fists began to vibrate.
The minor tremors made it possible for him to hit the various weapons that came at him in consecutive strikes.
His strategy worked immediately.
Any weapon that rushed at him and touched his vibrating fist was smashed into smithereens at once.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Zen continued to punch the weapons and they continued to fall into pieces.
Despite the fact that James never ceased churning out weapons, Zen fought him tooth and nail. The speed of his fists matched the assault. Soon, the situation was in a tight deadlock.
James's eyes grew narrowed as he saw Zen handle the attack easily in the middle of the many weapons and smash them that he had transformed from his life vitality.
'Does this kid think he has the ability to fight me?' A cold smile found its way to James' face. He waved a casual hand and the weapons hung suspended in the air motionlessly. The attack came to a halt and James gently dropped his hand.
The weapons were like obedient pets, all coming back to James' side and surrounding him.
Zen looked at James warily, knowing that the latter was about to change his strategy of attack.
A master of the Illuminating Soul Realm had multiple means to win a battle.
James waved his arms, drawing a circle in the air.
The weapons too circled in accordance to his movements.
They circled faster and faster, following James' gesticulation. Soon, they were moving in a big vortex, eventually exploding into strips of blue life vitality that gathered in his hands. It was a hilt that first appeared in James's fist. Soon, as the life vitality in his hand swelled, it manifested the blade.
'He is turning his life vitality into a sword? Just a sword?' Zen looked at the movements with confusion. It looked to be a simple sword. If that was the only other thing James could do with his life vitality, his strength wasn't much to write home about.
'No, it can't be. It can't simply be a sword.' All of a sudden, Zen's eyelids twitched. A sense of danger rose in Zen's heart. He was sharp on his instinct. Whenever he sensed danger, it meant he was truly in deep waters.
Zen was certain that James was not simply turning his life vitality into a sword. Just now, when the weapons melted into his life vitality and formed a vortex, a hint of milky-white color could be seen. It was… Heavenly essence! Zen gazed in the direction of the heavenly essence looming in the vortex, his eyebrows snapping together.
Heavenly essence was not easy to obtain. When a weapon refiner was about to temper a weapon, he could come to realize a few earthly and heavenly rules, that then could be used to forge the weapons.
The more superior a weapon was, the larger number of heavenly laws it contained.
So far, he knew of many weapon refiners in the Burning Sky Empire who had a knack for deciphering the Heavenly Law, and refining mysterious and spiritual weapons with it.
But there was only one person who had the ability to disintegrate a weapon and extract the heavenly essence from it—it was Zen himself.
Zen could get his hands on the heavenly essence using the black fire in his mind to melt a weapon.
How could James create it so easily?
The weapons he had thrown at Zen were not real; they were virtual ones formed with the help of his life vitality. Did James obtain the heavenly essence by dissolving the virtual weapons made out of his life vitality?
No, absolutely not. Impossible!
If James really could work such wonders, the Mo Clan wouldn't have collapsed into a decline.
Zen assumed that the heavenly essence he was seeing was not the real deal. It was something James had summoned through his life vitality—an element of illusion. It was definitely not the same thing as the heavenly essence Zen had.
Even so, Zen still marveled at the technique. Those qualified to enter the Illuminating Soul Realm must undoubtedly have extraordinary skills.
Weapons were constantly sucked into the center of the vortex and smashed to pieces, releasing James' life vitality and the heavenly essence that gathered to form a sword in James' hand.
In this process of cohesion, the level of the life vitality sword upgraded continuously.
The low-level mysterious weapon morphed to medium-level, then to a high-level one...
Low-level spiritual weapon turned to medium-level, then to a high-level spiritual weapon.
Buzzz…
All of a sudden, the sword dazzled with a brilliant, blue light. The crowd which stood there gawking instinctively closed their eyes when they saw it.
Zen covered his eyes with his hands too. When he opened them to look at James, the long sword had already come into shape.
Glimmers of light lit up the surface of the long, blue sword. A tremor of shock passed through him at the mere sight of it.
“It is a fairy weapon!”
James was indeed powerful!
He could conjure a variety of different weapons, like knives, swords, hammers...
They might not hold a lot of power, but they were large in number, and each of them held a trace of the heavenly essence.
James broke the weapons into pieces and absorbed the life vitality and the essence to form a fairy weapon. It was indeed spellbinding to watch it happen.
However, there was still a difference between this contrived fairy weapon and a true one. One could use the real fairy weapon at any time. It could be used to defend oneself against the enemy and even be given to others.
But the fairy weapon in James' hand could be only used by himself. If he stopped the supply of his life vitality at any given moment, the weapon would gradually disappear.
This was a pseudo-fairy weapon, but its power was just about the same as that of a real one.
Theoretically, as long as James was granted enough strength and life vitality, he had the potential to cultivate a legendary sacred weapon.
Of course, this was only feasible in theory.
Every time a magic weapon went up a level, the heavenly essence required to sustain itself increased exponentially.
The long sword James held was only a low-level fairy weapon. It was likely he couldn't upgrade it to a medium-level one. No one had that kind of endless strength and power. Every time James summoned a weapon, he could only generate a tiny bit of the heavenly essence. Unfortunately, the life vitality within him was hardly enough to manifest a sacred weapon.
Zen knew it was impossible for James to manifest a medium-level fairy weapon, not to mention a sacred one.
However, even it was only a fairy weapon, the power it held was awe-inspiring.
“Boy! You brought this on yourself. You've forced me to take this action, and I'm afraid today won't end so well for you. Every time I cultivate my Ruin Sword, it needs to drink blood. Today, it's your blood that will feed it!”
Saying thus, James wielded the sword. Lifting it above his head, he slashed down at Zen.
At his movement, the tip of the sword morphed into the shape of a crescent moon. It was the sword energy.
Fwoosh…
As soon as the sword energy materialized, it rushed at Zen with formidable power.
“Watch out!” Nina cried out anxiously. The moment she saw the sword energy, her heart had leaped into her mouth. She wondered why none of her clansmen had come yet, when she had already sent for them through the Immediate Messenger.
The fairy weapon was a lot more powerful than the spiritual weapon. Although the sword energy looked ordinary, it came at Zen with fierce strength. If Zen failed to avoid the attack, he would probably be hacked into two pieces.
Nina placed her hand on her small jade box with hesitation. She was not sure if she should help Zen in this fight.
Wurth's eyebrows furrowed. James had no shame! How could he act like this under the gaze of so many others? James was a nature creature with extraordinary strength. It surprised Wurth that he used such a ruthless trick to charge at Zen.
His actions were no less shameless than an adult going all out to fight a child!
Could Zen get away this time?