Martial arts ascend to the gods

Chapter 365 Extracting Juice
The tyrannical blood swept over the group of minor innate beings, ignoring them, and covered dozens of meters in a single step, as if riding the wind, stepping silently into the giant ant nest.

After a long while, Cang Fei Zhi Yan suddenly realized and said, "Damn it! Zhou Leng is inside!"

"It's over, it's over..." The lush roots were so frightened that they lost their composure, and the branches trembled wildly.

"Could you inform Zhou Leng?" the Tree Man asked Cang Fei Zhi Yan.

"It's filled with poisonous fog inside; even my demonic insects can't stay there for long. But I'll give it a try..."

Azure Flame first sent out summoned creatures to search for it, and then took out its enchanted wristwatch to make contact, but unfortunately the two sides were too far apart to make contact.

"Alas, it was my greed that ruined Zhou Leng." Flourishing Roots was filled with remorse.

“Zhou Leng is so weak, the Blood of Tyranny won’t kill him, there’s still hope. However, it will force him to hand over the treasures he’s acquired.”

"It's a pity, the Brilliant Juice is no longer possible."

“Strange, judging from the battle traces, the departing army of innate giant ants doesn’t seem to have been attracted by the blood of tyranny.”

"Perhaps his subordinates lured him here to kill the queen ant?"

"It's also possible that another group of people attracted the army of innate giant ants, and the tyrannical blood just happened to pass by and took a look."

"Then we're really unlucky."

"I hope Zhou Leng is alright."

"In theory, as long as Zhou Leng kneels down on the spot and begs for mercy, the Blood of Tyranny will not make a move."

"It's hard to say; humans and sirens are mortal enemies."

“Zhou Leng is a genius of the human race, and the Tyrannical Bloodline will definitely make a move.”

"what should we do?"

"There's absolutely no way. Even if we all joined together, would we be enough for a single slap from the Blood of Tyranny?"

"not enough."

"Let's think of another way..."

“I feel like I’m missing some important information…” Lush Roots muttered to himself.

Inside the queen ant's burrow.

In the colorful poisonous fog, Zhou Leng strode forward, dashing ahead and nimbly dodging attacks.

The giant ants were in a flurry of activity, but Zhou Leng successfully reached the queen ant's side.

Looking up, the queen ant's enormous body resembled a high wall.

The queen ant hissed loudly, and the giant ants rushed over.

Zhou Leng had a sudden inspiration. He took out a Exploding Magic Orb and placed it on the Queen Ant, shouting in Treant Language, "Tell them to leave! I only want a little bit of the Brilliant Sap, and I'll leave right away. If they come any closer, I'll blow you up! I know you can understand, Queen Ant!"

The queen ant screamed, and the giant ants rushed over.

Zhou Leng pressed the button, stuffed it under the queen ant, and leaped away, rolling away.

boom!
The fire roared and deafened, but Zhou Leng looked and saw that the queen ant was completely unharmed.

In the next instant, Zhou Leng suddenly realized.

The queen ant is a master; although she cannot move or fight, her body still possesses extremely high defensive capabilities.

Seeing the giant ant rushing towards him, Zhou Leng knew that things were hopeless, but he still dodged the giant ant and thrust out the "Severing Void Finger" at the queen ant's huge body.

The sword energy penetrated deeply, leaving the queen ant without even breaking its skin.

He took out a longsword from his magic pouch and thrust it forward, but still couldn't pierce it. Instead, he was sprayed with acid from the giant ant, and his skin hissed and smoked.

Zhou Leng gave up hope. He was certain that anyone capable of extracting the queen ant's juices would be at least a Great Innate Realm expert, and would also need an extremely sharp weapon.

The Flourishing Roots had never even encountered a Primordial Queen Ant, so naturally they wouldn't know that a Grandmaster Queen Ant possessed such powerful defensive capabilities.

gone.

Zhou Leng came and went decisively. Just as he rushed to the door, a terrifying bloody aura ignored the poisonous fog and rushed towards him.

A sea of ​​blood surged to the heavens, and killing intent rose like a mountain.

An unimaginable, invisible force, like an invisible nail, held Zhou Leng firmly in place.

The body stiffened with fear.

At this moment, even the invincible martial will at the same level is utterly useless.

At first, Zhou Leng thought that the queen ant had mastered mental attacks, but he instantly realized that a grandmaster had appeared.

It’s over.

It's highly likely that the expert who lured away the army of innate giant ants has returned. As for our friends outside...

Zhou Leng felt both desperate and sorrowful.

Too greedy.

Wait, this aura seems a little familiar.

A torrent of air rushed in from the cave entrance, and all the poisonous mist seemed to come to life, filled with terror, and like a crowd, slowly knelt down on the ground.

The poisonous fog settled on the ground, flowing like a thin stream.

The Grandmaster Ant Queen trembled slightly.

The four muscular giant ants that had been absorbing the brilliant sap slowly left the queen's body and turned to look at the cave entrance.

The Blood of Tyranny stood at the door.

A terrifying air current rippled outwards, and the thick poisonous fog retreated continuously from him, like a river flowing backwards.

Zhou Leng was filled with mixed feelings of joy and surprise.

The good news is that Tyrannical Blood is, after all, his senior brother, and normally he wouldn't kill him.

Surprisingly, the blood of tyranny was abnormal.

Within the Ancient River Sect, he may be polite and courteous, but outside the sect, no one can predict his behavior. Otherwise, he wouldn't have such a notorious reputation that spreads throughout the Ten Realms.

Zhou Leng cupped his hands and said, "Congratulations, Senior Brother, you are only half a step away from becoming a Martial Saint."

"One foot is already on the path to becoming a Martial Saint." The Bloodthirsty One made no attempt to conceal his strength.

"Congratulations, Senior Brother!" Zhou Leng couldn't distinguish the power of a Martial Saint; preserving his life was the priority.

"You've got some nerve." Tyrannical Blood glanced at Zhou Leng and stepped forward to the Queen Ant.

All the giant ants trembled, their eyes filled with both fear and anger.

Tyrannical Blood glanced indifferently at the Queen Ant and took out a large conch shell as long as his arm.

With his right hand forming a knife shape, he effortlessly pushed forward, cutting through the queen ant's thick, white skin as silently as slicing tofu.

He withdrew his hand, and a spray of iridescent insect juice shimmered out.

He grasped the giant conch shell and inserted it into the wound; the conch shell quickly absorbed the shimmering insect juice.

Zhou Leng looked at the shimmering insect juice on the ground.

Ordinary insect juice is colorful, while brilliant insect juice shimmers with light, like a shattered rainbow.

The queen ant let out a soft, mournful cry as her body shrank at an extremely slow pace.

The queen ant's body is about the length of three or four oil tankers strung together, and now it looks like a giant balloon slowly deflating.

The body's radiant fluids had decreased by almost half before the tyrannical blood retracted into the giant conch.

Only a little bit of shimmering fluid flowed from the wound before it was immediately sealed shut.

Zhou Leng thought to himself that this wouldn't work, but he made up his mind and said, "Senior brother, the Brilliant Juice is definitely a good match for our Ancient River Sect's cultivation techniques."

"Go." Tyrannical Blood simply stared at the conch shell.

"Thank you, senior brother!"

Zhou Leng walked to the ant queen's wound, took out the demonized bottle, and thought for a moment that it would be a bit impolite to take it directly, after all, the other party was a grandmaster.

The main reason was fear of being hunted down.

As a person from a land of etiquette, Zhou Leng spoke in the language of the tree people: "The beautiful and powerful queen ant, and the man next to me is my senior brother. I won't take much, just a small bottle, and I'll leave after that. Whether you give my senior brother face or not is up to you, I won't force you."

The queen ant remained silent, and the tyrannical blood slowly raised its head, looking into the queen ant's eyes.

The queen ant let out a faint chirp, and the wound slowly opened, from which a small opening flowed a shimmering liquid.

Zhou Leng caught the dazzling liquid like tap water and said to the ant queen, "I am a disciple of Martial Saint Zhu Shiji. You helped me this time, and I will repay you in the future. If you can't, you can complain to my master."

If the Blood of Tyranny leaves, the Queen Ant will drive the remaining giant ants to pursue it, and it will surely die.

On the brink of life and death, emotional intelligence surges.

"You've become Zhu Shiji's disciple?" Even the Bloodthirsty One could understand the Tree Man's language.

“Master Wang Boxiong is accepting disciples on behalf of his master, but they haven’t officially joined the sect yet,” Zhou Leng said.

The Bloodthirsty Tyrant said, "Human martial saints are all strong in their own way. However, they will all eventually be trampled under my feet."

"Senior brother, you possess the pure heritage of my Ancient River Sect, and you will surely be invincible in the Ten Realms."

With his hands behind his back, Tyrannical Blood said, "Invincible in the Ten Realms? That's just the first step to becoming a god in the starry sky."

"The restoration of the ancient river sect's former glory depends entirely on Senior Brother." Zhou Leng praised sincerely, continuing to collect the brilliant sap.

Tyrannical Blood snorted and said, "The true lineage of the Ancient River Sect ultimately lies with the human race. Cultivate diligently and carry forward the Ancient River Sect. Don't learn from those petty, short-sighted schemers."

"Yes. My Guhe Sect is originally a starry sky sect. Disciples of my Guhe Sect should naturally aspire to the stars and not live a life of cowardice."

"Share with me Wu Shiren's protective divine skills and other ancient river sect information."

Zhou Leng manipulated the demonized wristwatch, transmitting important information about the Ancient River Sect and the new version of the translation to Tyrannical Blood.

Tyrannical Blood quickly browsed through the Innate Pavilion and the protective divine skills of the Martial Stone Man, nodding repeatedly.

"You're quite lucky, kid."

As he spoke, the Blood of Tyranny immediately began to cultivate a protective divine skill, which was none other than the Taiqing Sea Robe that Zhou Leng had cultivated.

Despite the fact that the Blood of Tyranny could not generate divine runes in his mind, a moment later, azure true energy, like seawater, emanated from his body, wisps of it like silk.

Strands of true energy intertwined, weaving together a classic sapphire-colored oriental robe.

True Qi condenses into matter, transforming the illusory into the real.

Zhou Leng was stunned for a moment. It turned out that when Taiqing Haiyi was cultivated to the level of Martial Saint, it could actually transform into a long robe.

Tyrannical Blood blinked, and the long robe-like Taiqing Sea Robe swiftly transformed into azure armor, covering his entire body.

The armor features a coiled dragon on the chest and tiger's mouths on both sides of the shoulders, exuding a domineering Eastern military style.

His blood of tyranny swept over his entire body, and he nodded slightly.

Subsequently, Tyrannical Blood transmitted his Ancient River Sect cultivation notes and insights to Zhou Leng through Wu Xin.

Zhou Leng glanced at it briefly and realized that this person was truly generous with the blood of tyranny, holding nothing back.

"These insights are what I have gained from cultivating the Ancient River Sect's martial arts throughout my life. You must not share them with others before you advance to the Martial Saint level, but you can use them indirectly to guide important disciples, understand?"

“Junior brother understands,” Zhou Leng hesitated for a moment before asking, “May I ask how you were able to cultivate the Taiqing Sea Robe so quickly, senior brother? My cultivation results are quite average.”

As he spoke, Zhou Leng activated the Taiqing Sea Robe, showing it to the Blood of Tyranny.

After a careful look, Tyrannical Blood pondered for a long time and said, "First, my cultivation level is higher than yours, my true energy is superior to yours, and my experience is richer than yours. This goes without saying."

"Secondly, your understanding of Taiqing Haiyi is slightly flawed."

"Please enlighten me, senior brother," Zhou Leng said solemnly.

"The Taiqing Sea Robe is a protective divine skill. You focus on 'protection,' but what about 'divine skill'? Perhaps it was good luck, but I focused more on the divine skill aspect and brought out the power of the Taiqing Sea Robe itself, which actually strengthened the protective effect."

Zhou Leng was taken aback, then suddenly realized and said, "Thank you for your guidance, Senior Brother. I understand now. I only regarded the Taiqing Sea Robe as a piece of clothing, but in reality, it should be regarded as a kind of cultivation technique life."

(End of this chapter)