Martial arts ascend to the gods

Chapter 521 Orbit
Those few members of the five races—giants, demon spirit masters, humans, treants, and dwarves—who had not joined the Ancient River Sect, stared in horror at Zhou Leng and Zhang Xinglie.

Most people were terrified and panicked, while a few were terrified and angry.

"What are you two trying to do! We're just not joining you, we're not members of the Demonic Cult, does that mean we deserve to die?"

"How dare you kill your allies!"

"I am a giant! How dare you! Giants, are you just going to stand by and watch them slaughter us?"

"There are only two of them, kill them both!"

"Kill them both!"

The five clans roared and, under the threat of death, charged towards Zhou Leng and Zhang Xinglie.

The two walked side by side, with an unspoken understanding, avoiding the strongest giants and starting to kill the weaker opponents.

The two of them were already beyond ordinary Great Innate Realm cultivators, approaching the level of top-tier Great Innate Realm cultivators.

After comprehending the Burial Star Stele, his strength has been firmly established among the top-tier Great Innate Realm cultivators.

Zhou Leng used his palms and fingers, while Zhang Xinglie used his fists. As soon as they clashed, it was as if they were churning in a sea of ​​blood, creating waves of crimson.

Blood splattered, and severed limbs flew everywhere.

Zhou Leng primarily uses the Mind-Shadow Splitting Technique, supplemented by the No-Return Battle Technique, and adds the Mountain-Suppressing River Battle Technique to his attacks. With his fingers and palms constantly shifting, he can always unleash unique and ingenious moves that leave his enemies defenseless.

Zhang Xinglie used the No-Return Battle Strategy and the Mountain and River Suppressing Battle Strategy, launching a fierce and relentless attack. In order to achieve his goal, he even reduced his defenses.

His opponents were all renowned Grandmasters, and in just a short while, Zhang Xinglie was covered in wounds.

After slaughtering the dwarves and warriors, the two tacitly charged towards the troublesome demon spirit master.

Slaughter the demon spirit masters and then turn to kill the treant.

The two were like gods of death descending to earth, tearing apart the tree-man's roots and crown, breaking them into pieces of broken wood.

Finally, the two charged head-on at the five giants.

This time, Zhou Leng abandoned his mental image splitting technique, using the No Return Battle Technique as the main method and the Mountain and River Suppressing Battle Technique as a supplement, going forth without return, suppressing and killing with his will.

Five giants, on the verge of death, burning out their life force, faced the two men.

The two sides were like two giant mountains, constantly colliding, cracking, and collapsing.

Until the last giant fell.

The two stood amidst a pile of corpses.

Both of them had tattered clothes, but Zhou Leng's body was clean, with faint bruises visible under his skin.

Zhang Xinglie was covered in wounds, his skin either cracked or collapsed.

"If we weren't fighting side by side, I seriously suspect you've been slacking off. What about the results of the Treeman World Trial?" Zhang Xinglie asked.

"Ah."

"I knew I shouldn't have gone to the Orc World to hang out with you. The Orc World is a real rip-off." Zhang Xinglie looked up at the sky speechlessly.

"Your gains are not bad either."

Zhou Leng looked at Zhang Xinglie.

His body was severely injured and covered in blood, but strangely, the blood did not fly out, but turned into thin flakes and adhered to his body surface.

The thin flakes of blood, as hard as armor, shielded Zhang Xinglie from injury time and time again.

Aside from being a bit blood-consuming, it's perfect.

The two devoured the pills, Zhou Leng offered medicinal fruits from the Beast World, and Zhang Xinglie handed over the orc's blood bones and shamanic potions.

The two bent down, looted the spoils, and then slowly walked towards the main battlefield.

Giants and dragons clashed in battle, while the other races hesitated on the edge of the battlefield.

The five clansmen looked at Zhou Leng and Zhang Xinglie with particularly complex expressions.

They were well aware that there were demon worshippers among their people.

There must also be innocent victims.

Or perhaps they didn't want to get involved in the conflict, or they were misled by the cultists, or they simply wanted to pass the trial on their own.

They did not accuse either of them.

Whether it's the dumbest giant, the most conservative treant, the most pleasure-seeking iron dwarf, the most rational sorcerer, or the most moral human warrior, they all understand one thing.

This is war, this is a battlefield.

The few members of the five clans who do not join the Ancient River Sect pose a huge hidden danger, both in the upcoming trials and when they leave the Great Battlefield in the future.

They knew it from the beginning.

However, they dared not make a choice, nor dared to bear the infamy.

Now, someone has stepped forward.

Others might criticize Zhou Leng, but they won't.

Zhou Leng and Zhang Xinglie rested while walking slowly.

After a long while, Zhou Leng slowly said, "Innate constitution and qi and blood are indeed different."

"For example?" Zhang Xinglie asked.

"When I was in the Qi and Blood Realm, I also encountered the Heavenly Rank Trials. I only needed to lead my men to charge in, and almost no additional decision-making was required. Whether it was the later Dwarf Trials, Giant Trials, or even the Hundred Peaks Valley Trials..."

Zhou Leng paused for a moment and said, "Actually, it's all the same. Even if we use different methods to kill the enemy, there's no difference in essence. I don't need to consider anything else."

"But things are different after the Battle of Tian. In the Battle of Shuizhou, I need to cooperate with the propaganda and watch my comrades pave the way for me with their lives to achieve the final victory."

"Entering the great battlefield, I will face more moral dilemmas and make decisions that are beyond what I have made in the past."

"I know the enemy is getting stronger and the situation is becoming more complex; simple methods are no longer sufficient. But..."

Zhou Leng didn't continue speaking and slowly walked forward. Zhang Xinglie turned his head and saw a trace of confusion and bewilderment on Zhou Leng's face.

Zhang Xinglie said, “Different identities and statuses lead to completely different experiences, which is normal. Today’s matter is actually the trolley problem that has plagued humanity for countless years. If the brakes on a trolley on the track fail, and there are two forked tracks ahead, one track has one person tied to it, and the other track has five people tied to it, which track would you choose?” He continued, “When we were still in the Qi and Blood Realm, we were just passengers sitting on the train, watching the conductor make the choice.”

"Now, we've become train conductors."

"This problem has troubled me for many years, and only recently have I come to some understanding of it."

"Oh?" Zhou Leng glanced at Zhang Xinglie curiously, wanting to know his opinion on the matter.

Zhang Xinglie said, "In this world, there are many train conductors who choose almost every day whether to hit a few people or hit the majority."

"Most of the time, we are passengers, and we can judge them without restraint."

“I don’t comment on the good or bad, right or wrong of all actions, but I later thought, is it possible that sometimes we are sitting in a car, and sometimes we are tied to the tracks and run over by a car?”

Zhou Leng was stunned for a moment; he hadn't really thought of this point before.

Zhang Xinglie said, "Perhaps, more often than not, we don't actually have a choice."

Zhou Lengdao said, "I think my real doubt is not about gratitude or cursing, but about how to judge whether my choice was correct."

Zhang Xinglie spread his hands and said, "No one can judge. Even the smartest person in the world today might do something that will be incredibly foolish tens of thousands of years from now. Just like how we now look at people from the old era and think they were mostly stupid. Very few things are truly correct and can transcend the long river of history."

"Even those who have made the right decisions that have spanned the course of history often make mistakes."

"The world is not an exam paper; having no answer is also an answer."

Zhang Xinglie raised his head and looked at the distant sky filled with rolling dark clouds.

“I think it’s more important for us to accurately determine when we are on the tram, when we are on the tracks, and when we are being run over.”

Zhou Leng said, "I like this angle of yours."

Zhang Xinglie said slowly, "If I had to say something, if one day you become the conductor of a larger tram, please remember to make the same choice as today. If you must crash, crash into the track with fewer people."

"Do your best," Zhou Leng said.

The two walked back to the group.

The giants and the dragons are still locked in fierce battle.

The smaller five tribes have been wiped out, while the larger five tribes, except for the giants who have already joined the war, are all hesitant.

The crowd was whispering amongst themselves.

Seeing that Zhang Xinglie's skin and flesh were gradually recovering, Zhou Leng summoned everyone.

Everyone watched Zhou Leng in silence.

Their gazes were somewhat conflicted and hesitant, but also seemed to hold a greater degree of trust.

Zhou Leng looked at everyone and slowly began to speak: "Just now, I was feeling a bit lost, so I chatted with Zhang Xinglie. I said..."

Recount what just happened in detail.

After a brief moment of calm, Zhou Leng slowly said, "Zhang Xinglie and I just ran over one track. Now, we're tied to that track, while the monster and the dragon are tied to another. Stealing the tram and making it crash into the other track is our only option."

“We can rob some trams, but some trams…”

“Look up…”

Everyone, including Zhou Leng, looked up at the sky.

"In the starry sky, all living beings in our ten realms are bound to an invisible track. Now, a giant cosmic vehicle is approaching."

Everyone was stunned for a moment, lost in thought.

"As I said, the next step is to cleanse the outside. Everyone, listen up: bypass the battlefield of dragons and giants, and charge at the monsters."

"Slay the demons!" Zhang Xinglie roared.

"Demon Slayer".

"Demon Slayer".

The various races, speaking different words that represented the same meaning, bypassed the battlefield and attacked the few remaining monsters.

The dragon was too engrossed in the battle to attend to anything else.

Upon seeing this, the other monsters turned tail and ran without saying a word.

The magic masters mobilized, casting spells to block their retreat.

The rest of the people went all out.

The giant ocean roared and charged toward a demon, which he clearly remembered pushing him toward Zhou Leng.

The demons had been almost entirely wiped out by Zhou Leng, Zhang Xinglie, and Shanheyuan, leaving very few survivors.

In less than three minutes, all the monsters finished their trials.

The group stopped; the dragon and the giant were still fighting.

But the dragon team was clearly in disarray.

The red dragon under Scarlet Eyes shouted, "Zhou Leng, you signed an agreement with Her Majesty the Queen. You cannot become our enemy."

"I signed an agreement with His Majesty the Scarlet Eyes. What does that have to do with you?"

"Then you agreed beforehand that there would be no conflict during the trial."

"The first trial is over," Zhou Leng said.

The dragons were taken aback, only then remembering that the star monument had been flashing continuously.

"If you have a next life, remember to read more about the ancient history of the Dragon Kingdom and understand what it means to be 'if the lips are gone, the teeth will be cold'."

"kill."

At Zhou Leng's command, everyone launched an attack.

The giant laughed heartily when he saw the other four races finally leave the battlefield.

Trusting the Frost Giant Grand Duke was indeed the right choice.

(End of this chapter)