Martial arts ascend to the gods

Chapter 505 Three Days
Upon entering the purple mist, the body instinctively tenses up.

A pervasive sense of danger permeated the surroundings.

Zhou Leng observed cautiously and moved forward silently.

One step, two steps...

One hundred steps, two hundred steps...

Zhou Leng walked five hundred steps, then stopped, looking completely bewildered.

what happened?

Humans used to frequently discuss the purple mist and even shared documents in group chats.

Although everyone could pass through a thousand steps, everyone said that when they first entered the purple mist, it felt like being hit on the head by a sledgehammer, and everything went black.

Xu Ming was a little better, only experiencing mild dizziness and feeling considerable pressure on his body, but he walked over in one breath without stopping.

But why don't I feel anything?
I can't say I didn't feel anything, I just felt a sense of danger, and then that was it.

Zhou Leng opened the magical wristwatch and looked through the data.

That's right.

It clearly states that when entering the Purple Mist for the first time, one should be prepared for a shock to one's martial will; a slight mistake could cause dizziness.

A faint purple mist surrounded me.

Could it be that the purple mist here is fake?

After a moment's hesitation, I continued walking forward.

Seven hundred steps, eight hundred steps...

One thousand steps, one thousand five hundred steps...

When he had walked about 1,800 steps, Zhou Leng finally clearly sensed that it was as if a three-year-old child was tapping his body and martial arts will with soft knuckles.

A strange expression flashed across Zhou Leng's face.

If the purple mist is not the problem, then the most likely explanation is that the power of the purple mist fell on him before, but did not break through his defenses.
However, it's also possible that I was just lucky; the purple mist here is relatively thin and weak.

That's highly unlikely. A deity's power wouldn't be so great as to be unable to even maintain a basic balance of power.

Zhou Leng put aside all distracting thoughts and strode forward.

Two thousand steps, two thousand one hundred steps...

The finger joints of a three-year-old have become those of a seven-year-old.

Three thousand steps, three thousand one hundred steps...

An average adult punches themselves with all their might, but doesn't feel much.

Four thousand steps, four thousand one hundred steps...

Zhou Leng's eyes widened slightly.

An evil aura descended, an aura so peculiar that anyone with a weak will would panic and be influenced by it.

However, having experienced the gaze of the evil god at the Gate of Trials, I didn't feel that this evil aura was particularly strong.

Soon, we entered the five thousand steps stage.

A powerful gravitational force appeared, like a giant boulder pressing down on me.

This power is enough to bend the body of an ordinary muscle martial artist.

Zhou Leng strode confidently, unaffected, and reached 6,000 steps.

A powerful aura swept over us.

That aura was formless and intangible, yet omnipresent, as if a divine gate had opened in the heavens, from which an invisible deity emerged, forming a powerful pressure that watched over the mortal realm.

Zhou Leng's eyes lit up, and he slowed his pace.

This feeling is quite interesting.

The power of these six thousand steps slightly exceeded the level of pressure exerted by the Eastern Lord of the Ninth Palace on the Ancient Spirit Path at that time.

However, after receiving the reward from the Ancient Spirit Trial, his martial will greatly increased, and after being tempered in the Battle of the Water Continent, his martial will far surpassed what it was before.

This level of pressure is no longer enough to motivate him.

As I walked halfway through the six thousand steps, a familiar feeling washed over me.

The aura of the tenth house star deity on the Ancient Path.

However, as soon as he entered, he was blasted out by a tangible pressure.

Moreover, the divine power here not only exerts mental pressure but also physical stress.

It felt as if my whole body was in the deep sea, trapped by the immense water pressure.

Zhou Leng's lips curled up slightly, then quickly disappeared.

Indeed, this is the divine trial of the innate stage.

However, even so, this level of power was not enough to put pressure on him.

Keep moving forward and enter the 8,000-step area.

At first, there was little difference, but as we moved forward, a thicker purple mist appeared.

It was twice as dark as before, a deep purple with hints of black.

Zhou Leng took a deep breath and stepped into the deeper purple mist.

Suddenly, a black sun rose in the sky, spewing out a cylindrical beam of black light that crashed down.

Zhou Leng paused, his body sank, and his feet sank into the ground.

He turned to look around, but the strange black light blocked his vision, and he couldn't even see his hands.

Before me was a deep, pure black.

A tremendous force pressed down on my skin.

Zhou Leng's face was contorted, his mouth and nose twisted as he was pressed down by the immense force.

Deep within the world of will, a black beam of light struck the mountain of will.

On the surface of the Mountain of Will, specks of black light sputtered.

The Mountain of Will shook slightly.

Look up towards the direction of the dark sun.

In the darkness, nothing could be seen at first, but then a black sun with a golden edge hung high in front of me.

Zhou Leng raised his head, like a stubborn warrior.

That black sun was like a god.

Zhou Leng continued walking forward, one step, two steps, three steps...

After walking a hundred steps, my whole body turned slightly red and I experienced a slight pain.

A familiar feeling washed over me.

Destructive Star Power.

Zhou Leng was not surprised but delighted. He had previously felt that although cultivating the Undying Star Body on the Great Battlefield was fast, it was still lacking something.

This feels just right.

Immediately activate the immortal celestial body.

The Taiqing Sea Robe within his body continued to flow continuously.

The body's Qi and blood formed a wondrous dual circulation. One cycle followed the circulation of the immortal celestial body, and the other followed the circulation of the Taiqing Sea Robe.

The two sides are not in conflict; rather, a certain change has occurred.

The power of the immortal celestial body merged into the Taiqing Sea Robe, causing its structure to undergo subtle adjustments based on the power of the immortal celestial body.

As soon as the immortal celestial body began to rotate, the slight pain disappeared.

Part of that black star power was rejected by the Undying Star Body and the Taiqing Sea Robe, while the rest entered the body and transformed into the power of the Undying Star Body.

In the world of wills, the immortal celestial body continuously absorbs the power of the Ceres phantom.

Eight thousand two hundred steps, eight thousand three hundred steps...

When you reach 8,400 steps, the second black sun appears.

Two black suns and two black beams of light slanted down from the sky and struck Zhou Leng.

Both shoes were crushed, and he stood barefoot on the ground.

Behind them, deep footprints were left.

The black light fell on my body, constantly sparking and crackling.

The surface of the Mountain of Will flickers between light and darkness.

The black divine light was already capable of shaking the will of martial arts.

"8400 steps, that's good enough."

Zhou Leng immediately sat down cross-legged, circulated his Undying Star Body, and quietly cultivated.

As time slowly passed, the immortal celestial body continuously absorbed the stellar energy from the outside world.

Some of these forces strengthen the body, while others transform into strange, invisible forces that spread throughout the body.

Furthermore, the presence of stellar energy here has further accelerated the growth of the immortal celestial body.

After an unknown amount of time, Zhou Leng got up and continued walking.

When they had walked 8,800 steps, the third black sun descended.

Three black suns emitted three black beams of light, bombarding the area simultaneously.

Zhou Leng walked forward step by step, starlight and electricity flowing around him, sparks flying, creating a dazzling and turbulent scene.

Finally, Zhou Leng saw a thick, purplish-black fog, as thick as a palace curtain.

Take a step forward.

A tremendous force struck, and Zhou Leng's head snapped back, his body sliding backward, leaving two shallow grooves that stopped three feet away.

The grooves in the ground emitted faint wisps of smoke.

The moment I entered, I saw it.

Against a deep blue sky, meteors rained down, their blue and red hues intertwining and shimmering.

A massive fireball hurtled towards them, crashing into the World of Will and striking the Mountain of Will.

The meteor struck the Mountain of Will, and after exploding, it created a powerful impact that shook the Mountain of Will and pushed the body out.

In the void beyond the sky filled with shooting stars and meteorites, stood a gigantic humanoid figure with its arms crossed over its chest.

Behind that figure, countless shattered asteroids formed a large, immovable ring.

For a fleeting moment, Zhou Leng even had the illusion that the unknown deity had plucked the massive asteroid belt that orbited the sun and placed it behind him.

The instant I saw that unknown figure, a complete divine script appeared in my mind.

Surrounded by stars, the sun is like me.

Zhou Leng suddenly realized that this was the complete meaning of "gods" in the divine text.

A cluster of meteors flashed through my mind, and I smiled slightly.

Perhaps, this is just the beginning of climbing the stars.

Zhou Leng sat cross-legged before the purple-black divine mist, enduring the bombardment of three black suns, and fully activating his Undying Star Body.

Electric currents surged, sparks flew.

Human camp.

Xu Ming and the others returned to the human camp to rest. He glanced at Zhou Leng's tent and saw that no one was there; he must be cultivating inside.

So he sent Zhou Leng a message: "The devil might be up to something, be careful."

Afterwards, Xu Ming organized people to investigate the Purple Mist step by step, and was under high tension because he also had to guard against the demons.

One day, two days, three days...

Every time Xu Ming came back, he would glance at Zhou Leng's tent, but he never saw Zhou Leng there.

At first, I didn't think much of it. It's normal for martial artists to train for a long time. Maybe it's just a critical moment.

When Xu Ming returned on the evening of the third day, he glanced at Zhou Leng's tent again.

As before, nothing has changed.

He stopped and looked at Wu Xin.

There has been no reply to date.

He looked exhausted, his eyes were bloodshot, and he had just come from the trial at the Divine Might Ground, so his energy and spirit had not yet recovered.

He was about to go back to sleep when he hesitated for a few seconds. He walked to Zhou Leng's tent, looked at the twisted and broken piece of steel on the camping table, picked it up, examined it carefully, and finally nodded slightly.

"This kid is really strong. When I was in the muscle stage, it would take me a long time to sculpt something like this using my true energy."

He walked to the tent entrance and listened intently.

There was no sound at all, not even a heartbeat or a breath.

Peering through the gaps in the tent.

It was empty inside.

Xu Ming's heart skipped a beat. He immediately asked a question in the group chat and then contacted the person in charge of the camp recently.

Everyone replied that they hadn't seen Zhou Leng in the past few days.

When pressed further, Wang Yunbo said that Zhou Leng had gone out to test the strength three days ago, and no one had seen him since.

After repeatedly confirming, Xu Ming remained rooted to the spot.

After a long while, he sat listlessly on a camping chair, staring blankly into the distance.

No news for three days, that means...

At this moment, everyone in the camp rushed over, asking what had happened, and then they all started discussing it.

"Is nothing going to happen?"

"It doesn't seem like it. If he were really killed by a demon, the demons would definitely have heard about it."

"We can't just wait here; let's look around."

"We can't search randomly; it's easy to run into trouble. The pool west of the Black Iron Forest is said to have swallowed a giant dragon. There are also giants that mysteriously disappeared in the ruins. This is, after all, a great battlefield. The reason we don't feel it's dangerous is only because we haven't encountered it yet. Those who did are all gone."

"Even demons dare not wander around."

"Let's ask other people."

"Walk."

(End of this chapter)