Phantom Blade Zero Boss Guide: Locations, Weaknesses, Stats

Slightly weak to

PoisonLightning

• 6,600 Remnant Dust
• Jagged Steel Weapon

A witless, frenzied brute who underwent Transcension. He bound his face in scraps of metal scavenged from the wilds to suppress his Sha-Chi, yet his madness only grew more terrifying.

His weapon, Jagged Steel, was seized from a disciple of Huangxing, a Pillar of the Mandate. Though chipped and rusted, its edge still tears wounds that will not stop bleeding.

All who witness his frenzied swings recoil in fear.

Weak to

Fire

Slightly weak to

Lightning

Resists

FrostWater

Immune to

PoisonBleedBlood Loss

• 9,000 Remnant Dust
• Scarlet Wraithblade Weapon

A puppet bride has arranged a wedding hall amid the spider lilies beneath the Sha-Chi Tower in Weeping Creek Valley. All who follow the marriage contract or the rumors fall to her Scarlet Wraithblade. Their bodies lie among the flowers born beneath that blade, nourishing the Flesh Lilies.

Hua and Hui grew up together and had long loved one another. Her father, coveting wealth, ignored both her wishes and the Li bridegroom’s feeble mind, forcing her to marry into the family. To extinguish her hopes, he even conspired with the Lis to murder Hui.

Hui’s empty grave still stands behind the wedding hall. Though Hua has become a puppet and forgotten much of her past, one belief endures: when the Flesh Lily ripens, her beloved will return to life.

Weak to

PoisonBleed

Resists

FireFrostLightning

Strongly resists

Water

• 9,000 Remnant Dust
• Dread Axe Phantom Edge

Eldest of the Four Axes, Peng Meng underwent Transcension to avenge the other three. His body grew massive, his flesh hardened, and his strength became immense.

His great axe could split stone and sunder mountains. Several Mandate elites fell beneath it.

In the valley, a Mandate squad subdued him only at terrible cost. Thick chains were driven through his shoulder blades, binding him behind the Outpost.

Once, the four brothers drank deep and feasted heartily. They performed deeds of chivalry, yet their axes also claimed countless innocent lives amid the Wulin’s bloodshed. In those days, every debt was still settled by the Wulin’s rules.

Then three brothers were murdered through treachery, and Mandate squads hunted the last. Cornered and desperate, Peng Meng surrendered his final shred of reason and sank utterly into Transcension.

Weak to

Lightning

Resists

FirePoisonBleed

Strongly resists

Blood Loss

• 20,000 Remnant Dust
• Hunter’s Chain Sickle Phantom Edge

1. The Hunt, Hunter of the Order
2. The Hunt, Sixfold Scythe

His flesh and armor lie torn open, yet his ruined body does not fall. Through the bloody mist, two steel arms unfold from the Hunt’s back and grasp another pair of gleaming chain sickles.

His four arms strike in turn or send all four scythes flying at once, extending and recoiling without pattern. Their pull can shake the earth and raise blasts of force.

Even in retreat, he can strike back to kill.

Such is the extraordinary result of Transcension applied to the Order’s Shadow Wardens: monsters that remain faithful to the new Shadow Sovereign, however grotesque their alterations.

The Hunt does not notice the ceaseless demand for slaughter screaming through his mind. Butchering Maskwalkers and Mandate fighters brings no satisfaction…

He blames his quarry. This Master Soul is more troublesome than any before him, and must surely offer greater pleasure in the hunt.

Yet is the hunter himself not prey to his own desires?

Slightly weak to

Lightning

Resists

PoisonWaterBleed

• 13,800 Remnant Dust
• The Fanatic’s Broken Blade Weapon
• Simmering Brew

A swordsman in blue stands drunk on the bridge to Pangzhen, pouring wine over his mask. He waits for the man who once broke his sword.

Hua Qianxiao spent his life pursuing mastery of the sword and long stood at the pinnacle. Then those who had barely lost to him began falling easily to Maskwalkers, while mediocre fighters toppled Wulin masters overnight. The message was clear: without Transcension, the age would leave him behind.

He left the choice to his wine. One cup meant yes, the next no.

By the time he could drink no more, he had forgotten which answer came last. Perhaps drink let him forget the cost.

Afterward, Hua Qianxiao found stronger companions. Those of the righteous path who condemned him fell easily to his blade, offering little satisfaction. Only when the Pillars of Kunlun sought help from the mysterious Order did he find something new to anticipate.

He never imagined his prized five-foot blade would break. Nor that every gaze upon the fracture would make him laugh louder and fight fiercer. Yet no amount of laughter could ease a drunken swordsman’s obsession.

Slightly weak to

FireFrostBleedBlood Loss

Resists

Lightning

• 24,000 Remnant Dust
• White Serpent & Crimson Viper Weapon
• Resonance Talisman Accessory

1. Bai Chilian, Lady of the Twin Serpents
2. Bai Chilian, the Sacrificial Serpent

A woman who fights with a pair of strange serpent swords. Her strikes are vicious and uncanny; her beauty is enough to make one forget the danger. Those who draw near seldom meet a kind end.

A year ago, when the Order and the Three Pillars of Kunlun joined to fight the four great Maskwalkers, Bai Chilian was one of them. In that battle, the Chord’s pipa shattered, and a vast illusion poured out, drowning the woods and trapping Bai Chilian within.

This Mirrorwood, warped by Phantom Art, has neither sun nor moon, neither life nor death, only endless forgetting and void. All Bai Chilian can do is send her snakes to hunt for the pipa.

Mend the pipa, and the Lady will save her… save her once more…

Snakes beget snakes; snakes replace snakes. The snakes go out and return.

The pipa is never found. She begins to lose hold of herself: in rage, she hacks a few snakes apart, curses them for sloth, for running wild, even for conspiring to deceive her; then she buries those loyal creatures in tears and coos to the newly hatched not to fear her, not to resent her, not to leave her…

She is still of use to the Lady. She will mend the pipa.

Slightly weak to

FrostLightning

Resists

WaterBlood Loss

Strongly resists

FirePoisonBleed

• 14,400 Remnant Dust
• Outlaw Warblade Weapon

A leader of the mounted raiders, Jing Ye rides a blood-red warhorse. Both horse and rider are covered in menacing steel spikes, like a wasteland of thorns charging at full speed. Brutal and bloodthirsty, he has spent years pillaging across the eastern Wulin, taking particular pleasure in hunting down those of the righteous path from horseback.

A year ago, Jing Ye was defeated by the Order and the Three Pillars of Kunlun. Rather than flee far, he gathered his men in the mountains and seized the main roads, turning trenches and hidden passages left behind by the righteous forces into ambush traps.

His martial skill has only grown since. His iron-spiked round shield can be hurled at enemies, and its defenses are difficult to break without a broad, powerful blade.

Enemy heads hang from his waist, ready to be crushed for blood, which he shapes into spikes with Sha-Chi and launches from afar. With the Outlaw’s Warblade, he can drain blood from enemies to restore himself, or expend his own blood to strengthen his attacks.

Yet this deranged outlaw was once a young man carrying a treasured blade and an earnest desire to join the righteous path. The blade remains the same, but the man has changed. Those righteous warriors who once rode past him without a second glance have all since fallen beneath his blade, yet he still feels his "great vengeance" remains unfulfilled.

Slightly weak to

Frost

Resists

FireLightning

Strongly resists

Water

• 14,400 Remnant Dust
• Iron Gauntlets Phantom Edge
• Stone Hand Iron Fever’s Memory Flower (Petal)

A master of fist arts and one of the four great Maskwalkers the Order and the Three Pillars of Kunlun fought a year ago. Hulking and heavily muscled, his fists seem forged from iron.

His fighting style is unpredictable, while every blow lands with tremendous force. Trading blows with him head-on is unwise, but agile movement may reveal an opening.

Unlike his senior brother, Iron Fiend, who fought to protect the weak, Iron Fever lives for combat. He seeks only to inherit his master’s legacy and carry on his master’s martial art. To reach the level of fist mastery his master attained before death, he even underwent Sha-Chi Transcension using his master’s relic.

At first, Iron Fever reveled in his newfound power, challenging anyone, whether from the Mandate or the Maskwalkers. In doing so, he even made a number of "Maskwalker friends." Though he sensed the power within him growing harder to control, he believed his mask, steel spikes, and sheer willpower could keep it in check. But after last year’s battle, his bloodlust grew stronger, threatening to eclipse even his desire to perfect his martial art.

Hearing that an old enemy would once again pass through this forest, Iron Fever returned to the site of their former battle. This battle is fought with his fists, but also to bring an end to what remains. For the self he knows will soon be consumed by Sha-Chi, he seeks to see one thing through to the end.

Slightly weak to

FirePoison

Resists

Lightning

• 15,000 Remnant Dust
• Tianxuan Bronze Sword Weapon
• Unveiled Statue
• Wulin Fighters’ Memory Flower (Petal)
• Mandate Masters’ Memory Flower (Petal)
• Firefly’s Memory Flower (Petal)
• Sha-Chi Amber

Within the statue grounds stands the body of Master Bi Yuan. His worn Daoist robes cannot hide his unyielding spirit.

He wields Tianxuan Bronze Sword, a blunt heavy blade with faintly gleaming diamond patterns. Sword and body move as one, flowing between offense and defense as he scatters countless blades of sword chi, making him difficult to approach.

Bi Yuan cared little for the mysteries of Heaven’s Way or martial mastery. He wandered freely, driving ghosts from villages and hunting fiends in the fields.

Months ago, while passing Village of Lu, he saw puppets spreading through the area and red flowers covering the faces of gods and Buddhas. Alarmed, he wrote to an old friend, left his sect, and returned to investigate.

He found people and puppets alike lost in confusion, believing the Herald of the Veil’s lies. Bi Yuan raised his sword to resist, but the puppets’ anguished cries made him hesitate, allowing the Herald’s strings to bind him.

Now his body has fallen, and the puppets by the well have released their souls to wander free once more. The Dao is ever nameless, hidden beyond name.

Bi Yuan has no regrets. Given another chance, he would make the same journey again.

Weak to

Lightning

Slightly weak to

Frost

Resists

Poison

Strongly resists

FireWater

Immune to

BleedBlood Loss

• 15,000 Remnant Dust
• Bastion Phantom Edge
• Mother’s Talisman Accessory
• Firefly’s Memory Flower (Petal)
• Blackstone

Gatekeeper under Wu Xuan, stationed at Village of Lu. Clad in heavy armor, he wears a helmet that conceals a single blood red eye and carries a massive shield bearing the face of a fearsome beast.

In battle, he swings the shield in crushing blows and wide sweeps, or slams it into the ground to send dust surging upward. He can also crouch behind it and charge forward.

Slow and heavy, he makes no attempt to dodge, relying on his armor and formidable physique to withstand every attack.

He grew up in military camps, knowing only horns and orders, with no knowledge of ordinary life beyond them. The general ordered east, he went east.

If the general ordered him west, he went west. When the general ordered him to undergo Transcension, he silently obeyed without the slightest hesitation.

He has long since forgotten himself. All that remains is an unshakable fixation on his duty to guard.

Immovable as a mountain, he holds his post and refuses to let any enemy advance even a single step. He has not looked behind him in far too long, unaware that red threads now wind through the village and puppets fill the ground.

Weak to

FrostWater

Resists

Poison

Immune to

Fire

• 15,600 Remnant Dust
• Yanru’s Blazing Mask

Yanru is one of the four Acolytes serving under the High Elder. Through a scarecrow, she conceals herself within the Discordance.

Clad in scarlet robes and wielding a fly whisk, Yanru turns fire into a weapon of slaughter. A sweep of the whisk sends fireballs tearing through the air.

She can leap into the sky, summon doubles to rain fire from above, and form a ring of flame that scorches everything around her. If enemies draw near, flames erupt from her sleeves.

She can also escape through fire, leaving only a burning afterimage behind.

By order of the High Elder, she hunts the defectors Firefly and Dusk. Her mind has long since descended into madness. She delights in planting fear in others and savoring the terror of her prey, believing the suffering of living things to be the finest offering to the Lady.

All living things are as insignificant as weeds. When the Merciful Lady descends, world burning flames will consume the old world, while pain and wailing adorn the new… Yanru longs for that day.

Slightly weak to

FirePoison

Resists

Lightning

• 15,600 Remnant Dust
• Kuye Temple Prayer Beads Phantom Edge
• Arrowward Accessory
• Mandate Masters’ Memory Flower (Petal)
• Blackstone

Beyond the Smuggler’s Tunnel, Master Bi Hai’s body waits in the stream. His monk’s robes hang in tatters, and his half open eyes still show compassion. As chants resound, a golden qi bell descends to shield him from blades, fire, and water, while three Bronze Men appear to guard him and attack without rest until destroyed.

Master Bi Hai had long withdrawn from the world and seldom witnessed bloodshed. He wished only for peace across the realm, believing devotion to the Buddha’s law could deliver people from calamity. Yet even the ancient temple could not shut out the sound of greed, and he came to realize that false teachings had already taken hold.

Master Bi Yuan’s invitation gave him a chance to put that belief to the test. Though already in his seventies, he willingly faced danger, hoping through faith to guide the lost and prove the path of deliverance. Even knowing the Herald had taken villagers hostage and set a trap, he entered it willingly, offering himself in exchange for their freedom.

His body is bound, unable to live or die, yet his steadfast heart keeps Phantom Arts from leading him astray. Now he has burned himself as a lamp, casting a single ray of clarity. He hopes the prayer beads he leaves behind may help those still trapped see the emptiness of the Five Aggregates and find release from suffering.