King of Creation
Chapter 234: Chapter 231: The Great Eruption
Whether it was what Liao Feibai had said, or what Ye Zhen himself had learned from browsing through the books in the sect, the Half-vein Divine Power he had fortuitously developed was very powerful before reaching the Vein Forging Realm.
However, once Ye Zhen’s Cultivation broke through to the Vein Forging Realm, that prematurely developed Half-vein Divine Power would become quite awkward.
Under normal circumstances, the difficulty of completing a prematurely developed Half-vein Divine Power is several times, or even dozens of times, that of forging a brand-new Vital Vein Forging Divine Ability.
Despite the arduous path of Martial Arts, Ye Zhen had no doubt about the possibility of one day advancing into the Vein Forging Realm.
For this reason, Ye Zhen had even made the worst plan.
If he was unable to complete this Half-vein Divine Power, he might as well consider it a wasted vein.
But Ye Zhen had not expected that today, on the Spirit Sword Grave Mountain, he would find the possibility to complete this Half-vein Divine Power.
Although Ye Zhen still did not know to what extent the various colored Broken Swords emanating from Spirit Sword Grave Mountain could supplement his Sword Heart Enlightenment—his Half-vein Divine Power—at least there was a direction.
The Grey Broken Swords did not contribute much to the Origin Sword Veins, roughly three to five veins, but compared to a single Half-vein Divine Power with as many as fifty thousand Origin Sword Veins, this was better than nothing.
But the two Blue Broken Swords had Ye Zhen overjoyed.
After comprehending and absorbing them, the two Blue Broken Swords contributed a total of eighty-seven Golden Origin Sword Veins, averaging about thirty to fifty per Sword—ten times the amount of the Grey Broken Swords.
"I wonder how many Origin Sword Veins the Red Broken Swords could integrate?" Ye Zhen suddenly became somewhat expectant.
With Ye Zhen’s current Cultivation, Red Broken Swords were out of the question.
After meditating for five days, Ye Zhen suddenly felt lighter, effortlessly stepping forward more than ten meters.
The effects of comprehending the Broken Swords from within the Spirit Sword Grave Mountain, which contained the Sword Dao, were almost immediate.
Five days ago, if Ye Zhen wished to advance further, he would have needed to activate the Sword Vein Divine Power, but now, Ye Zhen moved forward easily by about a hundred meters, only then feeling the overwhelming Sword Momentum he had felt before.
"Next time, I should be able to nab more Broken Swords!"
Ye Zhen thus decided to engage in Cultivation seclusion in Spirit Sword Grave Mountain for a while—such a great opportunity to supplement his Sword Vein Divine Power could not be missed.
Shoo!
Several days later, the screeching noise that threatened to tear the eardrums erupted again from Spirit Sword Grave Mountain.
This time, Ye Zhen, with his prior experience, was well-prepared.
In his right hand was the Changfeng Sword, flickering with Spirit Light, and in his left hand was the fluctuating True Essence Sword Finger, his gaze firmly fixed on the twenty-odd streaks of colored light rushing toward Sword Scar Canyon.
The number of emissions from Spirit Sword Grave Mountain this time was slightly more than the last.
Undoubtedly, the sole streak of red light had been snatched up early by a Spirit Transformation Realm Martial Artist ahead. Half of the Blue Broken Swords were also taken.
"Now is the time!"
The moment the eleven streaks of Broken Sword light flew close, Ye Zhen’s left-hand True Essence Sword Finger surged, sweeping across in a lightning-fast slash, intercepting two parallel Blue Broken Swords.
A Flowing Cloud Sword Gang suddenly sliced diagonally from Ye Zhen’s right hand.
One grey and one blue Broken Sword were abruptly intercepted by Ye Zhen; another blue, three grey, and three white, totaling seven streaks of Broken Sword light, slipped through Ye Zhen’s Sword Light.
The one-armed Swordsman staring eagerly below was suddenly startled, but before he could react, Ye Zhen’s Flowing Cloud Sword Gang abruptly turned, slashing diagonally downward.
The slightly slower arriving Blue and Grey Broken Swords, like clueless geese, crashed straight into Ye Zhen’s Flowing Cloud Sword Gang.
In an instant, the Blue Broken Sword was completely captured by Ye Zhen, and even the Grey Broken Swords were reduced to two, leaving the one-armed Swordsman dumbfounded.
"Bastard, how dare you hoard them all!"
In the next instant, the one-armed Swordsman gritted out two words through his teeth; his left-hand sword slightly raised, and his entire person shot toward Ye Zhen like a meteor chasing the moon.
This sword was both swift and fierce, and as the Sword Momentum surged, there was even the sound of wind and thunder.
"Here, treasures are taken by one’s own ability; who speaks of hoarding them all?"
"The Spirit Transformation Realm Martial Artist ahead monopolized the Red Broken Swords; if you have the guts, why don’t you go trouble them?"
Seeing the one-armed Swordsman attack, Ye Zhen was well-prepared and met him with raised Sword Light.
"Hmph, it’s you I want to kill!"
The one-armed Swordsman’s Sword Light was swift and fierce, and the moment it struck Ye Zhen’s Sword Light, it bizarrely split into two, with one streak zipping towards Ye Zhen’s rib area like lightning.
If this thrust had hit, Ye Zhen would have been severely injured, if not killed.
"Left Hand Sword, you indeed take a tricky path!"
Sss!
On Ye Zhen’s left-hand finger, the True Essence surged, a True Essence Sword Finger flashing like lightning, perfectly blocking that Sword Light.
Boom!
The sound of thunder suddenly resounded.
In Ye Zhen’s hand, the Changfeng Sword, with thundering noises, struck down toward the one-armed Swordsman like roaring thunder, nearly at the same time, the Sword Vein Divine Power within Ye Zhen suddenly emerged, roaring loudly!
Wind and Thunder.
Once the Mid-grade Earth Level Sword Technique was deployed, the one-armed Swordsman’s complexion drastically changed, especially when performed under the full enhancement of the Sword Vein Divine Power with the Wind Cloud Sword Technique.
Even if it was only a Half-vein Divine Power, this enhancement was immensely shocking!
"A Mid-grade Earth Level Sword Technique, from which sect are you the True Inheritor?"
Sss!
The one-armed Swordsman’s Phantom Sword and Protective Gang Qi were instantly shattered, and he himself spat blood and retreated in response.
A flash of sword light swept through, and the one-armed swordsman’s head instantly flew into the sky.
"I didn’t provoke you, yet you came to provoke me?"
With a cold snort, Ye Zhen began to search the one-armed swordsman’s body.
Nine storage bracelets, three storage rings?
At this scene, Ye Zhen was momentarily stunned.
Most of the time, a martial artist would only carry a single storage ring, especially since the space in a mid-grade treasure ring is quite substantial.
Now, there was only one explanation.
This one-armed martial artist had killed more people in the vicinity than Ren Yinghua had mentioned - more than five.
"This fortune..."
Upon opening the one-armed martial artist’s storage ring, even someone of Ye Zhen’s wealth was surprised; countless silver notes and gold, around a few thousand spirit stones, and most surprising to Ye Zhen, were fifteen green broken swords inside the storage ring.
"Could it be, this is what they call ’a golden belt earned by killing and arson’?" Ye Zhen shook his head with a bitter smile.
After a rough count, Ye Zhen sat down cross-legged on the ground, his hand touching the various broken swords he had just acquired, contemplating the Sword Dao contained within them.
Ye Zhen sat down as if nothing had happened, but the martial artists around were utterly stunned.
Especially Ren Yinghua, who even rubbed his eyes in disbelief.
A month ago, he had personally seen the one-armed swordsman show off his divine prowess, slaying two martial artists in the late-stage of the Spirit Summoning Realm who came together. Yet now, in the blink of an eye, the one-armed swordsman had been slain by Ye Zhen.
He had not even seen Ye Zhen’s moves clearly; as the commotion started, he only witnessed the moment the one-armed swordsman’s head flew off.
As for a new martial artist below Ren Yinghua, watching this scene, he was also astonished beyond words.
"This kid... he does have some skills..."
A Spirit Transformation Realm martial artist, eight miles above Ye Zhen, murmured softly as he observed the scene.
For nearly half a year following this, Ye Zhen stayed guarding the Spirit Sword Grave Mountain, nibbling on dry food when hungry, sipping clear water when thirsty, occasionally cooking a pot of the beast meat he brought himself, tasting some meat delicacies — all benefits brought by the storage ring.
During this half-year, Ye Zhen’s Cultivation had not progressed one bit, but the completion of his Half-vein Divine Power, originally less than fifty percent, had been supplemented by more than sixty percent.
This was largely thanks to those fifteen green broken swords contributed by the one-armed swordsman. Without them, Ye Zhen estimated, reaching his current level would have taken an additional two to three months.
The completion of his Sword Vein Divine Power increased by ten percent; Ye Zhen’s comprehension of the Sword Dao also surged by ten percent. The most direct manifestation was the power of Ye Zhen’s sword techniques, which had also increased by ten percent.
Just ten days ago, a martial artist at the peak of the Spirit Summoning Realm, who had the intention of competing with Ye Zhen for territory, was shocked and retreated by a single sword stroke from Ye Zhen.
A single sword stroke!
And he hadn’t even used the Wind Cloud Sword Technique.
It was just a casual slash from Ye Zhen, directly tearing through the Protective Gang Qi of the martial artist at the peak of the Spirit Summoning Realm, frightening the martial artist into a frantic retreat.
This was Ye Zhen’s true strength at the moment.
Even when exerting himself casually, there were virtually no rivals among martial artists of the same level.
The only regret was that half a year had passed, and the huge eruption that Ren Yinghua spoke of, capable of spewing out golden broken swords, had yet to occur.
Sword Scar Canyon’s martial artists also came in batches; those attempting to take control of the location were all driven away by Ye Zhen, often lending a hand to Ren Yinghua in the process.
Each eruption, Ye Zhen would intentionally or unintentionally let pass one or two green broken swords, not scooping them up entirely, which was also Ye Zhen’s way of repaying Ren Yinghua.
"At this rate, if I want to completely restore the Sword Vein Divine Power, it might take four to five years of dedication..."
Actually, this was still an idealization by Ye Zhen. The eruptions at Spirit Sword Grave Mountain were sometimes plentiful and sometimes scarce; during times of scanty eruptions, Ye Zhen might not even get a single green broken sword.
The martial artists in the Spirit Transformation Realm were not to be trifled with; most of the broken swords would end up in their hands.
Boom! Boom!
Suddenly, a quake shook the earth and the entire Spirit Sword Grave Mountain seemed to tremble, creating a rumbling sound of rolling stones throughout Sword Scar Canyon.
"Brother Zheng, the great eruption, the great eruption should be coming!"
Below, Ren Yinghua shouted excitedly at Ye Zhen.
"The great eruption is coming?"
Ye Zhen was a bit surprised.
Almost at the same time, as if an earthquake had occurred, the entire Spirit Sword Grave Mountain shook violently, rumbling as if some monstrous creature was running beneath the earth.
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!
The screeching sounds of swords breaking through the air suddenly became a chorus.
At the center of Spirit Sword Grave Mountain, a striking golden sword light shot towards the sky!
The moment the golden sword light appeared, over a hundred Spirit Transformation Realm martial artists immediately soared into the sky, rushing towards that golden sword light.
Below the golden sword light, several dozen red broken swords flew in all directions, and over a hundred blue broken swords flew out at the same time.
Ye Zhen, with his keen eyes, saw two red broken swords flying towards Sword Scar Canyon and was overjoyed.
His Flowing Cloud Sword Gang flashed out like lightning, and in the instant he struck down the two red sword lights, he also knocked down six green broken swords.
Even then, four green broken swords slipped through the net, mostly falling into Ren Yinghua’s pocket.
"I wonder how much these red broken swords can supplement the Origin Sword Vein?"
At the bottom of Sword Scar Canyon, Ye Zhen swiftly picked up the red broken swords that had been struck down. Just as he picked them up, Ye Zhen’s expression suddenly froze! (To be continued. If you enjoy this work, you are welcome to vote, recommend, and monthly tickets at the starting point (qidian.com). Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please read at m.qidian.com.)

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