Martial arts ascend to the gods

Chapter 399 The Wall Crack
After the Bloodthirsty Blood and the five Grandmasters left, everyone secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

They looked at Zhou Leng.

What is the relationship between Tyrannical Blood and Zhou Leng?
Zhou Leng looked helpless, thinking to himself that this senior brother was really a liar. He wanted to find an excuse to kill the demon, but couldn't he have chosen someone else?

The giant bear druid standing nearby didn't understand, but was deeply shocked.

Drinking with the mountains and rivers, chatting with the elders of the tree people, and now even receiving gifts from the Blood of Tyranny.

“A cold-faced succubus…” he murmured.

Azure Flame, Lush Root, and the others laughed together.

Yinhuyue covered her mouth and chuckled.

The Tree Man Grandmaster also glanced at Zhou Leng with surprise, and said with his lush scepter, "We cannot let the Ancient Heart of Life be lost like this. You must leave immediately, and we... will track down the Blood of Tyranny."

The four masters rushed toward the passage together.

Everyone looked at Zhou Leng.

Many people's magic bags are still at their feet.

Everyone had the illusion that the magic bag under their feet, like the pile of dragon relics, theoretically belonged to Zhou Leng.

Zhou Leng looked at the dragon's relics. Even if they were from a grandmaster, they couldn't be too bad, especially since there were also many ancient tree fossils.

Many of these things are useless to the Blood of Tyranny, but are priceless to him.

Zhou Leng walked to the center of the underground palace and collected the Black Dragon's relics.

As he collected the leftovers, he thought to himself that the master was indeed worthy of being called a grandmaster; even the scraps far exceeded his expectations.

Several kinds of innate magical medicines, and even two bottles of Dragon Clan's Grandmaster Advancement Tonic.

The issue with the Dragon Clan Grandmaster Jin Tonic isn't a matter of billions of dollars, but rather whether it can even be purchased. It's clearly something that the Blood of Tyranny deliberately left behind.

There was also a lot of innate dragon blood, innate dragon flesh, and innate dragon bones, all of which were shrunk and stored in a demonized container.

Zhou Leng recalled that Gray Steel Wind had also ambushed and devoured its own kind of giant dragon, which seemed to be a fine tradition of the dragon race.

In addition, there are miscellaneous treasures from various races, and even demonic artifacts and magical artifacts that they don't need.

There is a "treasure bag" filled with a large number of shiny and beautiful treasures.

There are more than 5,000 star snails, which is nearly half of all the star snails in my collection.

Gold, magic diamonds, high-energy gemstones, and many more.

After quickly collecting the loot, Zhou Leng sighed, "A master is truly different. He can easily make a fortune just by casually hunting in the wild."

Zhou Leng turned around and walked back.

Now, almost everyone in the room, whether from the forest tribes or the monster alliance, looked at Zhou Leng with a hint of gratitude.

The magic pouches beneath their feet returned to their waists.

Aiden looked at Zhou Leng, unsure whether he should thank him.

Shen Jun touched the magic pouch he had regained and thought to himself, "Master Leng is awesome."

As Zhou Leng walked towards the lush roots ahead, he said, "Let's go. When we get back, I'd like to trade some high-energy shells with you using magic diamonds and high-energy gems. What do you say?"

“No problem, you can take it if you like,” said Lush Root.

The Tree People are very willing to give high-energy shells as gifts to their friends.

Zhou Leng suddenly raised his arm.

The number 8003 above started to heat up.

Suddenly, the earth shook violently, and then the entire palace began to tremble.

"Hurry up!" Zhou Leng didn't care about the ancient tree fossils at this moment and turned around to rush towards the nearest passage.

Except for a very few people who were still hesitating, most people, like Zhou Leng, ran away quickly.

shuh...

Blue light curtains appeared over all the passageways.

The underground palace is sealed off.

Zhou Leng stood less than a meter away from the light screen, kicked off the ground, and stopped in front of the light screen.

"broken……"

"Won't we be trapped here to death...?"

Many people gasped softly and looked around.

Click... click...

Everyone looked in the direction of the sound and saw that the surface of the Mother Tree mural was cracked inch by inch.

Wow…

Fragments of the mural peeled off and fell to the ground.

Behind the mural, a blue light curtain similar to the entrance of the passage appeared, but with a black vortex in the center.

An aged voice echoed from the cave entrance, speaking in a melodious ancient Elven language, with intonations and rhythms like poetry.

The elves, the tree people, and Zhou Leng understood.

The others were completely bewildered.

Azure Flame looked at his teammates.

Flourishing Roots sighed and said, "That person said that those with the bloodline of the Elf race can enter the Elf Gate and explore the unknown. It must be some kind of treasure left behind by the ancient elves, which is out of our reach."

Zhou Leng looked at Yin Huyue.

Yinhuyue said in a low voice, "You might be able to give it a try."

The demon warlock beside Aiden had some knowledge of Elvish.

The demons discussed the matter briefly, then quickly ran towards the massive elven gate.

bang... bang... bang...

All the demons bounced back as if they had hit a thick wall, staggering and almost falling over.

Aiden, unconvinced, walked to the gate of the elves and reached out to touch it.

It felt like touching cold glass.

No matter how hard I try, I can't get through.

"I'll give it a try." The giant bear druid rushed over, and the huge white bear crashed into him, flying backward and rolling on the ground several times, dizzy and disoriented.

"You'll die, you bear..." He stood up dazedly, muttering the clan's curses under his breath.

Everyone laughed.

“This Bear Mountain Monument…” Lush Roots shook its head. The Bear Mountain Monument swayed back and said, “We Druids and Elves have been on good terms for generations. If I can’t do it, then none of you non-Elves can.”

At this moment, elves from other places walked to the gate of elves, as if stepping into a water membrane, entering it, and disappearing.

The tree-man also tried, but couldn't get in.

"I'll give it a try." Zhou Leng walked towards the Elf Gate.

The Bear Mountain Monument, refusing to believe it, said, "If you can get in, I'll be your guard, just like these elves. I refuse to believe you can bewitch the dead Elf King!"

Zhou Leng walked to the gate of elves, stretched out his hand, and passed through without any hindrance.

"I'll go in first." Zhou Leng stepped inside.

Everyone looked at the monument on Xiongshan Mountain.

"What kind of magical constitution is this?" Xiongshan Monument stared in disbelief.

Silver Lake Moon led the other elves in.

The other races looked at each other, then began trying to enter, all to no avail.

Despite using shapeshifting magic, shapeshifting rings, and various magical artifacts, Azure Flame was unable to enter.

He sighed and said, "No, we can't get in. It has to be Zhou Leng; he actually managed to deceive the Elf King's power."

"This human is truly bizarre; even the dead are bewitched by him." Xiongshan Monument stood with a furrowed brow, his two hairy forearms crossed over his chest.

"Don't forget to be Zhou Leng's bodyguard."

"We'll see," Xiongshan Monument said sullenly.

Not far away, Aiden whispered to Shen Jun, "I can barely understand that he knows Shanhe Tianyue, the Tree Elder, and the Blood of Tyranny, but how did he get into the Elven Gate? Does he have elven blood? Even if the Duke of Four Faces came, he probably wouldn't have guessed that he could get in."

Shen Jun said, "There are only two possibilities: either his ancestors really had elven blood, or he acquired some kind of elven identity."

How did he come to know about the Blood of Tyranny?

"It's probably related to the Ancient River Sect."

"Do you think if we kill him, won't the Blood of Tyranny come after us?"

Shen Jun remained silent for a while before saying, "It's unlikely that he was seeking revenge, but it's certain that he killed us after a chance encounter."

"So I can't touch him anymore?"

Shen Jun thought to himself, "I never dared to touch him before."

Aiden said, "Jax and he have a good relationship. I'll ask him about it later. My cousin has a good eye. I have to admit, without him, our treasures would all belong to the devil."

"Yes."

Zhou Leng passed through the Elf Gate, and a palace appeared in front of him that was exactly the same as the previous palace.

The difference is that the murals of the mother tree here are more exquisite and have a greater sense of history. They are not made of rough stone, but are as finely carved as jade statues.

There is no life or ancient heart above.

Zhou Leng took out the previous photos of the Mother Tree mural for comparison and found that this Mother Tree mural had many more details that were not there before.

For example, below the mother tree in this mural, there are no elves, only tree people standing there.

Above the mother tree, many stars appeared, shining faintly like jewels.

As Zhou Leng gazed at the stars, he felt a sense of familiarity, somewhat as if he were looking at the stars on the Guantian Mountain of the Ancient River Sect.

Even the illusory image of Ceres in the space of will trembled slightly.

The power of the immortal celestial body is stirring.

"interesting……"

Zhou Leng thought to himself as he moved forward with the other elves.

Silver Lake Moon asked, "Do you know this place?"

All the elves shook their heads.

Some of the elves came from other places and didn't know Zhou Leng before. They looked at the large floral crown on his head with confusion.

Yinhuyue said, "The outer hall is like a replica of this place; this is the real one."

Everyone nodded slightly.

Suddenly, the mural of the mother tree emitted light.

The deep, ancient voice of the trees, like an epic chant, resounded.

The elves only half understood, but Zhou Leng understood it clearly.

This is not an elven treasure trove at all, but a treasure land for the ancient tree people.

The voice said that this place is called 'Lianxing Cave', and if you are a tree person, you can enter directly.

If it is a vassal of the Tree People, then only one person can enter.

If none of these apply, then the Star Cave will close.

Although the elves only half understood, they managed to piece together the general idea.

Their expressions were incredibly complex, revealing an indescribable sense of frustration.

Yinhuyue sighed softly.

It turns out that the elves were indeed not a noble race, but merely vassals of the tree people.

However, the Elf race flourished during that period by learning from the Treants and tapping into the power of the ancient Treants, eventually replacing them.

Zhou Leng turned his head and glanced at the Elf Gate behind him, guessing the general process.

The ancient Elf Kings discovered this place.

However, to prevent the treants from growing too powerful, a fake mural cave was built to deliberately keep them out, allowing only elves to enter.

In this way, none of the treants can get in, but at least one elf can.

Over countless years, the Tree People may have lost millions, even tens of millions, of skilled individuals as a result.

Even though the elves can only obtain a fraction of the benefits, perhaps a few hundred or even a few thousandths, it's still better than getting nothing at all.

For the elves, in the short term, it seems to be a good thing.

The decline of the Treants led to the rise of the Giant Insects, which ultimately resulted in the destruction of the Elf Empire. Now, the entire Treant world is facing a crisis of extinction.

Zhou Leng sighed softly. If the world of the Tree People was truly destroyed, it would not have been destroyed by the giant insects, nor by the Tree People, but by the Elves.

Once we're out, tell the Tree Man this news; helping our allies is our duty.

The ancient language of the tree-people resounded once more, and everyone listened.

(End of this chapter)