Martial arts ascend to the gods

Chapter 483 False Alarm
Zhou Leng looked helplessly at the group of guys who were addicted to alcohol.

Molten Hammer chuckled and said, "You're famous now. From now on, the whole dwarven world will know that you're the guy who ate the Dionysus Fruit."

The giant furnace carefully examined Zhou Leng's body and said, "The power of the Wine God Fruit is extremely strong. After you ate it, did you gain any special talents or supernatural abilities?"

"No." Zhou Leng's answer was crisp and clear.

"pity……"

Most of the Iron Dwarves sighed and lamented.

Only Hammer and Mountain River Plain exchanged a glance. At this moment, Zhou Leng's words had no credibility whatsoever.

Zhou Leng slowly put on his clothes.

"Let's go."

The dwarf masters descended the mountain listlessly, their heads drooping, occasionally glaring at Zhou Leng.

Molten Hammer stood there, getting anxious, and said, "I can't go down! The ground is covered in divine blood lava, it'll scald me to death."

Shanheyuan raised his hand and lifted the smelting hammer.

Hammer opened his mouth, then said, "Fine, accept your fate."

Zhou Leng glanced at Shanheyuan and asked, "How are you? Have you been up for 12 hours?"

"It's full."

"Who else?"

“Deep Dark Wrath, nothing else.” Shanhe Yuandao.

“The Wrath of the Deep Darkness is indeed powerful,” Zhou Leng said.

"Are you bragging?" Melting Hammer rolled his eyes at Zhou Leng.

The giant furnace casually said, "Shanheyuan obtained the lava body; look closely under his skin."

Upon closer inspection, Zhou Leng indeed saw patches of red light flowing inside, much like flowing magma.

"Congratulations!" Zhou Leng was very happy.

Shanheyuan chuckled but said nothing.

Gradually, the masters spread out and went down the mountain first, leaving only three behind.

Then, Hammer asked in a low voice, "Tell me the truth, what new talent did you gain after eating the Dionysus Fruit? It should be no less than that of the Lava Body, right?"

“No,” Zhou Leng said.

Melting Hammer curled his lip and said, "Shanheyuan, this kid has always been like this, so disloyal."

“He may have his reasons, it’s alright if he doesn’t say anything,” Shanhe Yuandao said.

Molten Hammer suddenly chuckled and said, "I'll take you to see Black Helmet when we get down the mountain, and see if he'll still brag like that."

"what happened?"

Molten Hammer then laughed and recounted how Black Helmet had boasted outside the Crystal Wall and then been frightened.

The three descended the mountain and joined the other trial participants.

Many of the trial participants looked at Zhou Leng as if he were a ghost, especially the demons who were preparing to assassinate him.

What about the Ten-Horned Mang Blood?
Some of the trial participants couldn't contain themselves and came over, wanting to ask questions.

"Get out!" the giant furnace roared, scaring away many of the trial participants.

Aiden and Zhao He looked at Zhou Leng in disbelief.

Deep Wrath nodded slightly. From the beginning, he felt that Guan Canglong was so strong that he wouldn't die here.

Then, the giant furnace, representing the Iron Dwarf world, announced the rankings for this God's Blood Magma event and distributed the prizes.

The Divine Blood Magma itself is a reward, and the final prizes are all products related to Divine Blood Magma.

The top-ranked elixir is worth tens of millions, which is neither low nor high.

Everyone else received the normal rewards, but Zhou Leng, being a dwarf, received a higher reward.

After discussing it, the examiners took out a "magma jade belt" and awarded it to Zhou Leng.

It was a black leather belt, about the size of a plate, inlaid with large and small blood-red gems.

The giant furnace said enviously, "The Divine Blood Magma produces some 'Divine Blood Jade,' which is scarce and not sold to the public. It is only awarded to dwarves who complete specific tasks. Back then, I only lasted for 9 hours, not 12 hours. Unless I advance to the Ancient King level, I will never be able to obtain the Magma Jade Belt."

Molten Hammer said, "This is a good thing. The divine blood jade inside will continuously send heat into the body. It will also absorb external power to replenish itself. Even if its power is exhausted, it can absorb enough power to replenish itself after being placed in the divine blood magma for a few days. I will never be qualified to obtain it in my lifetime."

Zhou Leng wore it on her abdomen, and a warm current entered her body, slowly nourishing all parts of her body.

Similar to the heat of the Earth God's Blood, it is even gentler and more delicate.

Finally, the giant furnace announced the official end of the Divine Blood Magma Trial.

The crowd dispersed, some preparing to leave, others eating and drinking to celebrate.

Zhou Leng and Shan Heyuan both won first place, and some dwarves and giants came to the fortress to drink and celebrate together.

Outside the fortress, a demon's stronghold.

Numerous demons stood before the deepest wrath.

The demons reported to the Dark Wrath that Ten-Horned Blood had assassinated Zhou Leng.

"So, you suspect that Ten-Horned Blood died at Zhou Leng's hands?" Deep Anger asked.

"Yes."

"Then tell me, how could Zhou Leng, a mere Bone Forging Innate cultivator, possibly kill a Great Innate Demigod descendant demonic dragon in the Divine Blood Magma? And how could the battle have been concealed from the dwarven demonic artifact's detection?"

One of the demons said, "Since the two didn't fight, the situation is most likely that Ten-Horned Mangxue led Zhou Leng into the depths, and then Zhou Leng, because of his special power, was not afraid of the divine blood magma. But Ten-Horned Mangxue couldn't withstand the power of the divine blood magma and died inside."

Deep Wrath asked, "Even so, did Zhou Leng kill the Ten-Horned Blood Demon, or did the Divine Blood Magma kill the Ten-Horned Blood Demon?"

The demons were stunned and speechless.

The Dark Wrath slowly said, "How could the son of the Great Innate Demon of my Demon Dragon Clan be killed by Zhou Leng? It must be that the Ten-Horned Wild Blood was too confident and dived into the deep divine blood magma, eventually exhausting his dragon power and dying inside. This is the only reason for his death. Do you understand?"

"Yes." The demons suddenly realized that for the sake of the reputation of the dragon race, they absolutely could not let the Ten-Horned Bloodlust die at Zhou Leng's hands, not even indirectly.

“Your Highness, I believe now is a good opportunity to assassinate Zhou Leng. He is just like you, able to endure 12 hours in the Divine Blood Magma. If he is not eliminated, he will surely become a major threat to our Demon Prison.”

The Dark Wrath said lazily, "I have no interest. I need to prepare for the Great Battlefield. It is said that there may be a Star Dragon Trial this time. If you want to assassinate me, go ahead, I won't stop you."

Having finished speaking, the Dark Wrath took flight.

The demons looked at each other and sighed.

"With Ten Horns dead, what will happen to His Majesty the God of Calamity?"

"His Majesty the God of Calamity will understand us. He is only interested in the treasures of the Great Battlefield. The life or death of a demonic dragon is not worth getting angry about."

"What exactly does His Majesty the God of Calamity want?"

"I don't know, but it's very important. I heard that he gets very sad every time he talks about it."

"Huh? He's an incarnation of a god, how could he be sad?"

"Who knows? Maybe that thing involves his relatives, friends, or even his lover."

"possible."

“However, we really need to be careful with this Zhou Leng. His strength may be even greater than the current intelligence analysis suggests. Who would have thought that he could survive for 12 hours in the divine blood magma?” said a blasphemous demonic tome.

"We must report this to the Great Demon Kings!"

The next day, Zhou Leng and the others walked out of the fortress.

Aiden had already left, but Zhao He waited deliberately. When he saw Zhou Leng come out, he went over to chat with Zhou Leng.

Zhao He was still not giving up and wanted to recruit Zhou Leng.

Zhou Leng remained polite and said he would consider it further, but didn't give any definitive answer.

Zhao He's repeated efforts were in vain, and he had no choice but to leave with his men.

As they walked a distance away, one of his men said, "Second Brother, he's so ungrateful. I can't stand it anymore."

Zhao He snorted coldly and said, "You have no idea how valuable it is to survive 12 hours in the Divine Blood Magma."

"Perhaps he has some special talent or ability, and he just got lucky."

Zhao He said, "To put it this way, someone with the Bone Forging Innate Realm and True Qi protecting their body can survive in Divine Blood Magma for 12 hours. They are 100% guaranteed to become a Grandmaster, and there is even a 20% chance of advancing to Martial Saint. This probability seems small, but it is actually ridiculously high."

The subordinate asked, "Where did he get such strong internal energy? Did he just tough it out with his body?"

"His body withstood the divine blood magma? That doubles his chances of advancing to Martial Saint," Zhao He said.

"So, Zhou Leng actually has the potential to become a Martial Saint? Reaching the level of Chen Shouhu, Wang Boxiong, and others, he can be considered a genius of his generation?"

Zhao He slowly said, "It surpasses, and is infinitely close to the level of the Blood of Tyranny."

Everyone's expressions were solemn; that was close to the level of a genius from the Ten Realms.

Zhao He said, "When I go back this time, I will talk to my father and hope that he can step in and recruit Zhou Leng."

"If the patriarch personally steps in to recruit him, Zhou Leng will surely be moved to tears and join our Zhao clan!"

"I hope so." Zhao He frowned, recalling Zhou Leng's intelligence that indicated his uncle was Ma Xingkong.

Although he didn't pay much attention to this matter back then, and neither did the Zhao family, many powerful clans have always held a grudge against Ma Xingkong.

"but……"

Zhao He said, "The most urgent task now is to enter the Great Battlefield and obtain the White Lake Lotus Fruit, no, the White Lake Mother Fruit. The White Lake Mother Fruit from the Great Battlefield has unimaginable medicinal effects."

Some of Zhao He's subordinates wished him success.

Some of his subordinates had dimmed eyes and looked reluctant.

Zhou Leng and Rongchui bid farewell to Shanheyuan and the others, left Shenxue Volcano, and headed to the Ancient King Array.

Like a city.

Wang Boxiong answered the phone.

"Director Wang, we just intercepted a group of cultists who were abducting people and rescued some innocent civilians. One of them is on your watch list, named Meng Guifang."

Wang Boxiong couldn't remember who this person was for a moment, but after thinking for a few seconds, he remembered.

"How is she?"

"I was just a little frightened, but I'm in good health."

"I'll handle the rest."

Subsequently, Wang Boxiong called the school administration office.

"Inform Xu Qingjin of the Divine Literature Academy that her mother was kidnapped by the Demon Worshiping Cult but has been rescued. Give her a few days off."

"That Aunt Leng?"

“Yes, it’s Sister Leng.” Wang Boxiong smiled.

That night.

Upon learning of Xu Qingjin's situation, Feng Wenhao hurriedly contacted Zhou Leng, but Zhou Leng did not reply.

He then contacted Hu Yi.

Have you heard about Xu Qingjin's mother?

"what's up?"

"Her mother was also kidnapped by the Demon Worship Cult, but luckily, she was discovered by the guards and rescued."

"Does the military have any news about my mother?" Hu Yi asked hurriedly.

"Well... let me ask your instructor. Did Zhou Leng say anything to you?"

“Zhou Leng has been keeping an eye on things, and even contacted an insider within the Demon Worshiping Cult, but he still couldn’t find my mother’s whereabouts.”

Feng Wenhao said, "Don't worry, Zhou Leng will definitely continue to help you look. Your mother was so good to him back then, so good that I was jealous."

(End of this chapter)