Martial arts ascend to the gods

Chapter 455 Infiltration
Shanhe Oak stands beside Shanhe Plain.

The mountain and river plain and the mountain and river oak were covered in wounds, with several bowl-sized wounds, and the flesh was bloody and messy, looking like rotting flesh.

Beside the two brothers, there was a light camel-colored inflatable tent that looked like a small house. Next to it were a camping table, solar power generation equipment, and a campervan. A tall, middle-aged woman sat on a camping chair, picked up a white porcelain coffee cup, raised her little finger high, and slowly sipped her coffee.

The manicure on the rim of the coffee cup is more striking than the bloodstains on Shanheyuan's body.

Amidst the craters and the battlefield strewn with corpses, and the blood-soaked lakeside, a tall, middle-aged woman appeared serene and composed, as if on vacation. She wore an elegant outdoor-style dress, her body free of any blood or mud.

Beside the woman, there was another person holding a portable microphone, seemingly a reporter interviewing her.

Zhou Leng recalled Shanheyuan's family affairs and vaguely guessed the woman's identity.

Then, we turned our attention to other parts of the screen.

Behind the caravan, the monster army left a clear gap, like a plump lure.

The caravan had no choice but to fight or retreat along the same route.

Once they retreat, their morale will plummet, and they will face relentless pursuit and encirclement by other demon armies.

This tactic is very different from the previous monster tactics.

Suddenly, the image blurred, and the projection in front of everyone went completely black.

"The drone was shot down by the demon warlock."

"Captain, what should we do?" Everyone looked at Zhiliao.

After a long silence, Zhi Liao looked at Zhou Leng and asked, "Vice Captain, what are your thoughts?"

The others then understood why their captain had remained silent.

Zhou Leng said, "The demon army is too large, and the enemy has a continuous stream of reinforcements. In a battle of this level, the role of the few of us is negligible."

"There are plenty of innate beings in the camp, so a few of us won't make a difference."

"But we can't just do nothing. My idea is to use a magical artifact to disguise myself as a monster. While they're fighting, I'll suddenly harass them and create internal strife."

"At my current speed, running at full speed, apart from wind dragons, a few giant insects and giant insect knights, there are almost no monsters that can keep up with me."

The cicada asked, "What about us?"

"Gather intelligence in places far from the battlefield, using mutated drones and long-range communications."

The hidden warriors looked at each other and nodded. In a battle of this level, the eight innate masters were more valuable as scouts than as warriors.

"Can you do it yourself?"

“I have some experience.” In the world of ferocious beasts, Zhou Leng had done his fair share of reckless behavior and tried all sorts of fighting styles, just to test his own strength.

"Then...we believe you." Zhi Liao was at a loss; all her experience was useless against this ruthless person.

"Let's rest for a while, and remind me when the fighting gets intense."

As Zhou Leng spoke, he swallowed the juice of the Queen Ant, the water of life, the water of the ferocious beast lake, the honey of the aphids, and a small piece of ancient tree fossil, and then sat down to practice his internal energy.

The true energy of the stars circulates within the body, restoring vital energy and nourishing the body.

The injuries sustained in the previous battle against more than thirty ordinary innate beings have been fully recovered.

After all, Manxinghu was a Great Innate Realm cultivator. Even with his strong healing abilities, he couldn't fully recover from such a high-intensity battle impact in a short time.

There are still some deep, minor injuries.

The practice activated the medicine, leading to rapid recovery of the body.
The team members looked at each other. They could sense the strong aura of the things Zhou Leng had taken out, but most of them had never seen them before.

This person is truly ruthless.

Half an hour later, Zhou Leng opened his eyes. His injuries had healed, and he was full of energy, as if he had just taken a nap.

"how's it going?"

"The battle is intensifying, and the monsters are launching another fierce attack, but it's not yet at its most intense."

Zhou Leng said, "I'll sneak up closer and take a look before making my move. You guys continue your reconnaissance and gather intelligence."

After Zhou Leng finished speaking, he took out some Water of Life and distributed it to everyone.

"It's too valuable..." No one dared to accept it.

"To prevent any accidents, give it back to me if you don't need it." Zhou Leng handed it over and turned to leave.

The Water of Life is an extremely rare resource for all martial artists, but by planting two Trees of Life, it won't be long before they can harvest the Water of Life.

The eight people looked at Zhou Leng's retreating figure, their eyes filled with doubt.

“I’m a little confused,” the madman said.

"What's so puzzling?" Zhi asked.

"I rack my brains but I still can't understand why I'm in a team with such a vicious person."

"I don't understand either..." Zhi Liao was confused because before leaving, Chen Shouhu had said that he would try to take care of the Monkey King, who was the youngest in the team.

Who is taking care of whom?

"Do you think this monkey king can do it?"

"I don't know if it will work, but I have a feeling that the monsters ahead are going to be in big trouble."

"Let's gather intelligence carefully and try to make it useful to him, without hindering him," the cicada said.

As Zhou Leng ran towards the hidden woods, he pondered how to leverage his strengths to cause trouble for the enemy.

I can't handle big problems, but I should be able to handle small ones.

The monster army currently consists of four groups: demons, orcs, giant insects, and sirens.

"Demons are the most troublesome. Their demon warlocks are very difficult to deal with, and they use all sorts of insidious spells."

"The giant insects are highly cooperative. Once a higher-level giant insect commands an attack, it will be difficult for me to escape."

"Orcs are much better; although they are tall and strong, they are not smart."

"Sea monsters may be difficult for others, but my true qi is based on the Xuan Chao Technique, and I have been cultivating in Mammoth Lake for a long time. I am very good at swimming and am not afraid of sea monsters."

"The sirens are very uncooperative, much like the orcs."

"Most importantly, I've always wanted to fight in the Siren World, and this is a great opportunity to get familiar with naval warfare."

After much deliberation, Zhou Leng decided to venture into Taihu Lake to confront the sea monsters. Although this lake was also called Taihu Lake, it was actually connected to the world of sea monsters and was no longer an ordinary lake.

First, I searched through the information to find out about the lake, and then used the illusion magic artifact to transform into a primordial rusty iron general, swaggering forward.

Along the way, they occasionally encountered other monsters, and not only did no one bother them, but they also bowed to them.

On the shore of Taihu Lake, the lake water laps against the bank.

Large numbers of sirens roared as they emerged from the lake and charged toward the human defenses.

Zhou Leng watched for a while, then dived into the lake. In a secluded spot, he transformed once more into a blue-skinned siren.

After being born with the ability to breathe underwater, Zhou Leng already possessed this ability.

Thanks to his understanding of the fragment of the Zhenhai Map, he seems to have mastered abilities similar to those of a sea monster, and has better swimming skills.

The sirens are divided into three major groups: the fish race, the fish demons, and the blue-skinned sirens.

Fish cannot live without water, and fish demons have limited strength. Blue-skinned sirens are undoubtedly the superior race among sirens.

As they swam, their excellent swimming skills aroused no suspicion whatsoever.

Soon, Zhou Leng arrived at the underwater sea monster camp.

There were fishmen on guard, but they didn't even do a basic check, letting Zhou Leng go in.

Zhou Leng barely understood the Siren language, but now he was determined to go back and learn it properly.

The laxity of the Siren's camp is unimaginable.

Upon further reflection, I realized that it was unnecessary.

Just like how human ground camps never worry about sirens infiltrating.

After walking around, Zhou Leng sighed inwardly at the Siren's truly vast and powerful family.

There are over 10,000 fish, over 20,000 fish demons, over 5,000 blue-skinned sea monsters, and over 40,000 more that appeared by the lake.

There is far more than I imagined.

The siren's camp was filled with bubble-shaped houses, among which several magnificent houses were clearly unusual. I didn't approach them to avoid revealing my identity.

After scouting for a while, Zhou Leng followed a team upstream towards the battle line.

wow...

Squads of sea monsters emerged from the water, their bodies shimmering with water, and landed on the lake.

On the front lines, the fish demons and blue-skinned sea monsters charged forward, howling as they fought.

The human warriors fought desperately to defend.

It's closer here, making it easier to observe.

The human warriors were full of fighting spirit, and not one of them cheated or slacked off. However, even the strongest mental will could not hide their physical exhaustion.

Many martial artists' moves are slightly distorted.

They have been trapped for several days.

But they did not bow their heads.

Not far from the lake, a group of sea monsters gathered together; that was their wartime command post.

Zhou Leng thought for a moment, then slowly walked over.

Just like before, the siren paid no attention and walked in without a care.

In the wartime command center, the leading blue-skinned siren was discussing tactics with several siren and demons.

Zhou Leng couldn't understand the siren language, but after observing for a while, he locked onto the blue-skinned siren of the highest status. It wasn't very strong, but it was a Bone Forging Innate Realm, and it was clearly a demigod with bloodline. Its scales were brighter, and its fins were sharper and larger.

Zhou Leng walked over, and no sea monster paid him any attention.

shuh...

With a flash of light, the siren leader, who was listening to his subordinates' report, was decapitated, his severed neck gushing blood.

The blade flashed back, and the head of the demon warlock beside him flew off.

"Traitor! Kill!" The innate sea monsters present had bloodshot eyes and attacked Zhou Leng.

Instead of using Frost Cry, which could expose his identity, Zhou Leng used the legendary greatsword Molten Wall as a backup.

After the killing, he didn't linger. He jumped out of the command post, used his light-footed skills to rush towards the battlefield between the sea monsters and humans.

On the battlefield, most of the sea monsters are ordinary sea monsters below the innate level, whose strength is already weakened on land.

Under the Molten Wall Blade, there is no distinction; one strike takes one life.

Behind them, the innate sea monsters howled and chased after Zhou Leng.

However, even on land, the speed of the siren cannot match that of the orcs, let alone Zhou Leng, who has mastered the art of lightness.

This is evident to all parties.

A blue-skinned siren, wielding a flaming greatsword, slaughtered siren in the siren army.

The people in the human camp all stood up.

A war correspondent accompanying a caravan risked his life to rush to the rear of the front lines, quickly recording videos and taking photos.

Due to the intense battle, the power of the illusion ring quickly became distorted. Zhou Leng canceled the illusion and, disguised as a masked human, began a massacre.

"It's a human martial artist!"

"It's our people!"

Inside the human camp, everyone cheered and jumped for joy, and the war correspondent was especially excited to have captured such a unique battle on camera.

The Siren frontline was thrown into chaos by Zhou Leng's interference.

Human commanders seized the opportunity and launched a massive offensive.

The sirens crumbled at the first touch, fleeing in terror, while human warriors pounced on them from behind.

Zhou Leng fought for a while, but instead of entering the human camp, he used his light footwork to run along the lakeside. Before long, he left the battlefield and disappeared into the vast forest.

(End of this chapter)