Martial arts ascend to the gods

Chapter 429 Contract
Zhou Leng said to Changfeng Zhige, "I'm leaving. Remember to help me find the Azure Flame. You go in this direction, and I'll go in another."

"Then I'll use a spell on the Demon Bird so that even if we're too far apart to talk, the spell will still alert you that I've found you."

"Will this trial affect communication spells such as the Demon Bird?"

“Yes, I have lost contact with my classmates,” said Changfengzhige.

"Alright, see you later. You take good care of the Heart of the Labyrinth."

Song of the Long Wind smiled and said, "No one dares to steal the Labyrinth Heart of the Three Towers."

Zhou Leng left, running in one direction.

The demon bird of the Long Wind Song landed on Zhou Leng's shoulder.

The labyrinth is constantly changing, affecting the magician's detection.

Zhou Leng can see through a certain range of illusionary mazes, but the mazes are always changing, and he keeps taking detours.

Halfway there, pretend to bump into a wall to see if you can break through the illusion.

With a thud, the person was thrown into the air.

Advanced illusion magic, forming a physical entity.

You can only keep running through the maze.

Ignore all monsters or other trial participants.

The maze changes frequently and is extremely large.

The gleaming Heart of the Labyrinth hangs overhead, and one after another, you encounter demon spirit masters or demon spirit assistants who try to steal it.

Without saying a word, Zhou Leng went all out and finished the job, then continued his search for the Azure Flame.

On the way, they encountered the demon spirit master they had met before, the one who had brought a black dragon assistant and was then killed by Zhou Leng with a single punch.

Just as I was about to ask him if he had seen the Crimson Flame, he was so frightened that he used a magic artifact to teleport away repeatedly.

Zhou Leng shook his head and continued walking.

Several hours later, a group of spirit masters arrived ahead.

Unlike ordinary spirit masters, these spirit masters all wear the badges of the Three Towers.

Of the seven people, three have the heart of the maze floating above their heads.

Upon seeing the Ice and Snow Cult emblem on Zhou Leng's body, the two exchanged glances but did not make a move.

The two passed each other, and a magic master with a hooked nose glanced at Zhou Leng.

After Zhou Leng ran far away, Huangsha Zhiling whispered to his teammates, "This human martial artist seems to be the Zhou Leng that Cangfei Zhiyan mentioned, the martial artist wearing the Ice and Snow Cult badge."

"He's not a magic master, should we try to steal his Labyrinth Heart?"

"Forget it, the Ice and Snow Cult is also a demigod power, and it has close ties with the Three Towers. If things really escalate, we will also be punished."

"It's funny, your friend named Cang Fei Zhi Yan, I don't know where he got the nerve to want to cooperate with our Three Towers."

The desolate tomb's gaze was dim, and it said nothing.

"For your sake, I'll teach him a little lesson. If it were anyone else, they would have crippled the demon spirit and forced him to start the trial."

"These small families are used to swaggering around in small places. Do they really think that the Three Towers will give way to them?"

"Forget it, if we take the Heart of the Labyrinth from him, he'll know better than to leave."

“Desolate Sands, don’t associate with such a petty person who doesn’t know his place in the future.”

The desolate hill nodded.

"Don't worry about Azure Flame. He has already signed a contract not to compete for the top three, so it doesn't matter."

"Strange, if this martial artist is a demon spirit's assistant, how could he obtain the Heart of the Labyrinth..."

Not far away, Zhou Leng sensed that the hook-nosed demon spirit master was looking at him strangely, but it didn't seem hostile. He ignored it and continued his search.

After running for more than an hour, Zhou Leng finally couldn't stand the aimless search anymore and kept asking other magic masters if they had seen the Azure Flame.

I asked dozens of people along the way, and they all said they had never seen it before.

Until someone said they seemed to have seen it before, and then used magic to project a memory screen.

In the light screen, a person sits in a maze with their back against the wall, covered in wounds, with a vacant look in their eyes.

Crimson Flame.

Zhou Leng's heart tightened, he grabbed a handful of magic gold and quickly walked in the direction he was pointing.

After searching for half an hour, we finally saw the figure sitting in the corner in the distance through the semi-transparent maze.

Zhou Leng took a long detour to get there.

"Crimson Flame." Zhou Leng's voice echoed through the maze.

Cang Fei Zhi Yan's eyes flickered, and he turned around to look at Zhou Leng, a complex expression in his eyes.

There was sadness, indignation, helplessness, and shame.

"What happened?" Zhou Leng asked.

Cang Fei Zhi Yan opened his mouth and said, "It's nothing, I lost a fight."

Zhou Leng carefully examined the Azure Flame. The external injuries didn't seem that serious, but the demonic spirit on its shoulder was dull and lifeless.

The two demonic spirits shrank in size, their surfaces covered in runes.

"The demon spirit has been sealed?" Zhou Leng asked.

Cang Fei Zhi Yan nodded helplessly and said, "It's normal that I'm not as skilled as others. I'm sorry, my Ancient Spirit Path ends here, and I can't enter the sixth round."

"Huh? That old man declared you a failure?"

"No, the Demonic Spirit Seal has rendered me unable to use magic," Azure Flame sighed.

"Who says that without demonic spirits, the path of the ancient spirits cannot continue?" Zhou Leng asked.

Cang Feizhiyan was both amused and exasperated, saying, "You martial artists are really stubborn. Without demonic spirits, how can you walk the path of ancient spirits?"

Zhou Leng pointed to the Heart of the Maze above his head and said, "What do you think?"

Cang Fei Zhi Yan then realized what was happening and asked, "How did you get it?"

"Of course, it's obtained by killing monsters."

“Uh, I forgot, you have the ability to fight bone-forged or even muscle-forged innate demons alone,” said Azure Flame.

Zhou Leng reached out and grabbed the Heart of the Maze, pushing it toward the Azure Flame.

The Heart of the Labyrinth landed on the head of Azure Flame.

Cang Fei Zhi Yan blinked and suddenly said, "That's not right. Theoretically, the Demon Spirit Assistant cannot obtain the Heart of the Labyrinth. There are only one hundred of these. If the Demon Spirit Assistant obtains one, the number of trial participants will decrease."

Is there a clear regulation stating this?

“No, not at all,” Cang Fei Zhi Yan said. “If you didn’t say so, then you didn’t. Let’s go find another one. What if you go in and I can’t get in?” Zhou Leng said.

"I can't keep up with your speed."

"Take a look here and see if there are any speed-up magical artifacts," Zhou Leng said, taking out more than twenty magical artifacts.

"Where did you get so many magical artifacts?"

"The six pieces of the Song of the Long Wind are for compensation for stealing my Heart of the Labyrinth," Zhou Leng said.

“Compensation…” Cang Fei Zhi Yan was both amused and exasperated.

"How are you feeling?"

“My magic and mental strength have been restored. With these magical artifacts, I can become a half-magic master,” said Azure Flame.

“Come on, activate your speed-enhancing magic artifact and come with me to find the demons. No, wait, by now, the demons have probably all been killed,” Zhou Leng said.

Cangfei Zhiyan sighed and said, "They should all have been killed. I also participated in the war."

"Don't you want to say what happened?" Zhou Leng asked.

"It's nothing," Cang Fei Zhi Yan forced a smile.

Seeing that he really didn't want to talk, Zhou Leng stopped asking and said, "Let's go, let's grab one."

Zhou Leng was in front, followed by Cang Fei Zhi Yan.

He kept looking through the magical artifacts, searching for one that suited his needs.

Finally, turn to the Demon-Eating Nail.

He glanced at Zhou Leng's back.

The Demon-Devouring Nail is extremely powerful. If it devours Zhou Leng's flesh and blood, it can easily break the Demon Spirit Seal.

He recalled Zhou Leng's words to his friends.

He smiled calmly and ignored the Demon-Devouring Nail.

The two ran quickly, with Zhou Leng searching continuously. Soon, they found a magic master with a book of gods and rushed over with the Azure Flame.

The two sides met on a long road.

Azure Flame exclaimed in surprise, "Your target is him?"

"Correct."

"He is from the Book of Gods, one of the three towers, and apparently one of the top three in the Book of Gods."

"The Ancient Spirit Trial forbids Spirit Masters from stealing from the Three Towers?"

“That’s a three-story tower.”

"Do the people in the Three Towers have multiple heads?" Zhou Leng asked.

"Can……"

"Stop hesitating, hurry up and grab it all. If it suddenly ends and you get into the sixth round but I don't, we won't even make it into the top 100, and we'll lose the reward. It'll be like we came for nothing."

"Why don't you not take it from him, and just give him my Heart of the Maze?"

Zhou Leng ignored Cang Fei Zhi Yan and charged straight at the demon spirit master in front.

“Leave the heart of the labyrinth behind,” Zhou Leng said.

The sorcerer pointed to the emblem of the Book of Gods and proudly raised his head.

Zhou Leng threw a punch.

The magician's body was surrounded by layers of protective shields, and he quickly retreated to dodge. At the same time, he waved his staff, and the two magic spirits on his shoulders flew up.

A ground-type turtle spirit and a water-type fish spirit instantly formed two powerful spells that attacked Zhou Leng.

True energy surged from Zhou Leng's body.

A centimeter-thick layer of true energy covered his entire body, emitting a faint blue light.

Taiqing Haiyi.

The attack spells arrived first, landing on the Taiqing Sea Robe, creating faint ripples, which were either reflected or absorbed.

In the next instant, Zhou Leng stomped his foot on the ground, and his body suddenly accelerated.

With a single palm strike, true energy surged, and the skin and flesh of the arm formed rings, layer upon layer, pushing all the power to the palm.

Killer move, Thousand Seas.

The air exploded, and the true energy was like mist.

boom!
Supersonic palm technique.

His palm surged like a tsunami, shattering layers of magical shields.

The force of striking from afar is bursting forth.

The necklace around the neck of the magician from the Book of God suddenly shattered, transforming into a watery light that dissipated all of Zhou Leng's palm strike.

The demon master's expression changed drastically. This necklace would only be triggered when the body was on the verge of death.

That palm strike just now...

Remembering that human warriors possess the power to exert force through obstacles, the demon master slammed his staff into the ground.

boom!
The thick, ring-shaped earthen wall rose up like a small mountain, pushing and cracking in all directions, creating a tremendous impact force.

Even someone as strong as Zhou Leng was forced to retreat repeatedly by the force of the blasting earthen wall.

The demon master vanished from the spot and reappeared hundreds of meters away.

Zhou Leng took a deep breath, squatted down slightly, and his legs quickly expanded.

The bluish-black veins and large tendons on his legs throbbed like snakes.

boom!
White dust billowed out, and the figure lifted off the ground.

Like a giant bear, it smashed through walls of magic, charging forward despite the spell attacks of the magic master.

As the demon master watched the distance draw closer, his face darkened, and all five rings on his hands shattered simultaneously.

It transformed into twenty-five beams of light, resembling a swarm of colorful venomous snakes, and flew towards Zhou Leng.

Weak Light, Twelve Plagues, Confusion and Delusion, Labyrinth of Thought, Blood Drain, Flesh Corrosion, Gravity Suppression...

A total of twenty-five advanced innate spells were enough to weaken the Blood Giant into a blood dwarf in an instant.

Zhou Leng's true energy exploded, his blood and qi boiled, and his martial will remained steadfast.

The body suffers unimaginable damage and suppression, but in the next instant, the martial will and blood qi work together to either shatter, weaken, or repair, greatly reducing the influence of the spell.

The demon master only glanced at him before judging that this martial artist's martial will, physical strength, and blood energy far exceeded his expectations; spells of this level could not harm him at all.

(End of this chapter)