Martial arts ascend to the gods

Chapter 535 Chaos
"And then there are the Wild Giants. You can take them down one-on-one, but whatever you do, don't get surrounded. Once the Wild Giants gather together, they can tear a Grandmaster apart..."

"after……"

He Pengfei helped with the planning, selecting multiple ethnic groups and developing multiple routes.

The route leads to the Perfect Garden.

He Pengfei said, "I don't trust others, but the martial artists of our Dragon Kingdom have all received Zhao Sheng's teachings. They may not be good at other things, but in terms of willpower, they far surpass the martial artists of other countries. You should have a chance if you can pass through the final place and face the 'Brilliant Demon Flower' Grandmaster of the Perfect Garden. Go, and get some rest first."

Zhou Leng returned to his residence and went to sleep.

Just as Zhou Leng fell asleep, a strange divine light burst forth from the top of the Broken Heaven Bone. The power of the gods instantly spread, sweeping across the entire great battlefield.

The third trial of the Heavenly Rank in the Great Battlefield, the Slaughter of Ten Thousand Demons, has begun.

Almost instantly, a burst of divine light also erupted above the ancient beast stone wall, spreading across the entire great battlefield.

The Great Battlefield Trials have changed; faction wars have begun.

A divine light burst forth above a dense blue forest.

The trials of the Great Battlefield have changed, and the light of redemption has been ignited.

Divine light emanated from the top of a skull that was three hundred meters tall.

The Hand of Death has been activated.

After the four divine lights swept past, the sky above the great battlefield brightened slightly.

High above the thick clouds, it looked as if the sun was rising.

Unlike the Heavenly Rank Transmission, these four layers of divine light offered no explanation.

But the demon races from all over gathered together.

Dragon God's Seal Path.

Emerald Wings peeked out and looked at the faintly brightening sky, feeling a chill run down its spine.

"We're doomed, those old bastards are starting to torment us again."

"I remember seeing this kind of divine light before, followed by all sorts of strange phenomena."

"Many people who don't fight die inexplicably. The more you kill, the less likely you are to get away with it."

"The one who killed the most even grew a crown on his head..."

"It's over... I don't want to die, so I have no choice but to come out and participate in the trials, hunt down the Dragonblood Guards, and hunt down the monsters of all races on the battlefield."

"However, I can't push myself too hard. I just need to make sure I'm not wiped out by those old beasts' power..."

Beyond the Heavenly Abyss.

Just as Tianhuo was about to enter, he looked up and gazed at the sky.

Four divine lights flashed in succession.

He narrowed his eyes slightly, and after a long while, he snorted coldly and left Tianwangyuan.

The Stele of the Slaughtering Emperor.

A burst of light scattered as Zhang Xinglie, Shanheyuan, and the five clans returned to the foot of the Star Stele.

Many people looked regretful.

"It's a pity I didn't complete the second trial. What about you?"

"I don't have that either, I'm way off."

"Zhang Xinglie, how are you?"

Zhang Xinglie said helplessly, "I passed the second level, but I wasn't qualified to participate in the third level trial. I failed. What about you?" He looked towards Shanhe Plain as he spoke.

Shanheyuan shook his head and said, "Me too. I completed the second trial but it wasn't perfect enough to qualify for the third trial. It's a pity Zhou Leng isn't here. If he were, he would definitely be able to carry me."

"This means that our Heavenly Rank Trial has come to an end."

Just then, the sky flashed with light.

Everyone looked up.

"Does anyone know what's going on?" Zhang Xinglie's heart was racing. Such a large-scale change was no small matter.

A sorcerer said, "I know, it's a sign of the Chaotic Trial."

"What chaotic trial?"

"We don't know either. All we know is that some reason triggered the power of multiple gods, leading to various unknown changes. Generally speaking, as the Chaotic Trials increase, more and more divine power will join in."

Shanhe Yuandao said, "I've heard the clan elders say that each time divine light shines, it means that the power of a deity has joined in. We don't know exactly what the deity did, but there have been some speculations in the past."

"For example, some people die inexplicably. Based on our experience, we concluded that those people were too lazy to cultivate or fight, and were then eliminated by the gods."

"For example, some people who constantly hunt monsters and opponents will inexplicably increase their strength. After leaving the Great Battlefield, they can gain benefits far exceeding those of others."

"Oh, right, there are some obvious markings. For example, the 'Dragon Scale Blood Mark' appeared once before. As long as you kill an enemy of the same level, the Dragon Scale Blood Mark will appear on your body. After leaving the Great Battlefield, you will absorb the power of the Dragon Scale Blood Mark, which is very powerful."

People from all races chimed in, each sharing their own interpretations of the Chaotic Trial.

Finally, Zhang Xinglie stepped forward.

"Based on the experiences of all parties, we have concluded that it is the gods who are forcing us into this chaotic war."

"As for the reasons and the details, we are not clear."

"But no matter what the gods think, our core need remains the same: to survive."

"Therefore, I suggest that instead of being defeated one by one like a scattered pile of sand, our five races—humans, giants, magic spirit masters, treants, and dwarves—should unite."

"Only in this way can we better guarantee our survival..."

Shanhe Yuandao said, "I support Zhang Xinglie. I trust him to lead us."

Zhang Xinglie and Shanhe had already demonstrated great strength, and given their close relationship with Zhou Leng, no one objected.

Ancient beast stone wall.

As the light descended, Zhang Xiaoxiao and the group of ferocious beasts returned to the foot of the stone wall.

Zhang Xiaoxiao looked around and saw that apart from a few ferocious beasts and some alien races, humans and most other races had already left.

Images of Zhao He, Rao Mingxian, and other members of the Demon Worshipping Cult flashed through her mind.

A divine light flashed, and the ferocious beasts looked up at the sky.

roar roar...

The ferocious beasts roared and gathered together, then walked away into the distance.

The black-armored wolf walked over, straightened up, its body resembling a large, upright ox, patted Zhang Xiaoxiao's shoulder, and pointed at the departing beast.

Zhang Xiaoxiao said, "Thank you. You go with them. I still need to find my comrades." The black-armored wolf nodded and followed the eight-toothed mammoth and other ferocious beasts, running into the distance amidst the flying dust.

Zhang Xiaoxiao first inquired with the other alien races, then took out several demonic artifacts and searched the original location of Zhao He's camp.

Soon, obvious bloodstains were found on the ground.

Zhang Xiaoxiao gritted her teeth, used the demon device to determine direction, and her small figure sped away like a cheetah.

On the road to the perfect garden.

Divine light flashed everywhere.

Zhao He and the others looked up.

This team is particularly strange.

Besides human warriors, there were also a large number of demons, sirens, and orcs.

Compared to before, the number of humans has decreased by more than twenty.

Some of them were still recovering from injuries and walked slowly.

The crowd discussed the flashing divine light in the sky.

Zhao He was unconcerned and declared with boundless pride, "We'll meet force with force, and we'll fight off enemies. As long as we are united, what do we have to fear from the gods? Without those petty villains hindering us, we will surely reach the Perfect Garden. At that time, everyone will have the White Lake Lotus Fruit, and everyone will become a Grandmaster!"

"Follow Young Master Zhao, and you'll get to eat meat!"

Many human martial artists sincerely praised it.

That day, Zhao He, relying on the Headless God, single-handedly killed seven Great Innate Realm experts from Huang Mengpai and the Hell Knights, shocking the entire audience.

Heavenly Bone City.

He Pengfei looked at the sky, his brows furrowed.

The power of the gods is causing trouble again.

Each time a chaotic trial occurs, the various races on the Great Battlefield are reshuffled, with some rising to power and others being wiped out.

He turned to look at Zhou Leng's residence.

Zhou Leng stayed in Tian Gu City to absorb power and cultivate in peace.

After several days of training, Zhou Leng began to focus on his martial arts perception as he walked out.

Thanks to the growth of the Dragon God Seal Path and the Heavenly Bone Blood Mark, the "Subduing Serpent Chapter" was directly cultivated to the twenty-seventh cycle.

Before this, after only a few cycles of practice, my whole body felt like it was about to split open.

Originally, one's body needed to reach the Grandmaster level to cultivate the Serpent Subduing Chapter.

After practicing in advance, his control over true qi and power accumulation improved by leaps and bounds.

It turns out that the perpetual motion of true qi is only the foundation; the accumulation of qi is the ultimate goal of the perpetual motion of true qi.

After practicing the Serpent Subduing Technique, the body can accumulate more energy before making a move, and once the move is made, it is like a mountain collapsing and a sea bursting.

The "Star-Gazing Technique" has been cultivated to its peak, with its true energy surging and flowing endlessly.

The Star Phoenix Returning to Heaven Technique has also accumulated a full three thousand Star Phoenix feathers, growing rapidly.

The Undying Celestial's cultivation speed here has always exceeded expectations, and it has already absorbed 10% of the power of the Ceres phantom.

After chatting with He Pengfei for a while and learning about the Chaotic Trial, Zhou Leng rode his Hellfire Warhorse, charged out of the Remnant Sky Bone area, and headed straight for the Skin-Peeling Clan tribe.

Behind the ten thousand great innate demons, there are likely hundreds of thousands or even millions of low-level innate demons. They must be swept away quickly with lightning speed, otherwise it may be too late.

Upon arriving at the outskirts of a skinning tribe village, not a single person could be seen.

Warhorses roamed through the tribe, leaving a scene of utter devastation.

Before long, Zhou Leng arrived at the next skinning tribe, but it was still deserted.

Zhou Leng frowned slightly; the efficiency was too low.

So, he casually took out the captured magical lighting device and shone it into the sky.

A beam of white light rose up, clearly visible for dozens of miles around.

Zhou Leng placed the magical artifact on the horse's back and galloped away.

After traveling more than 100 kilometers, a massive army of three thousand skinners silently arrived.

Tribal alliance.

"Great! That saved me time."

Zhou Leng put away the Hellfire Warhorse and took out two legendary weapons he had captured.

With a horse-slaying saber in his left hand and an orc axe in his right, he charged into the Skinflint army like a demon king.

Poison arrows, witchcraft, claws, teeth, and other attacks came in dense array.

Zhou Leng occasionally transformed into a blood-red whirlwind, his arms outstretched, his body spinning rapidly. Wherever he passed, blades and axes slashed, and the limbs of the Skin-Peeling Clan flew everywhere, splattering blood.

Occasionally, it would rush forward at breakneck speed, like a great bird soaring through the air, its blades and axes like wings, slicing through one monster after another.

Battlefield group combat is completely different from one-on-one combat.

Zhou Leng didn't engage with any of the Skinners; he simply sped off, slashing...

After slaying the last Skinner, Zhou Leng felt as if he were in the middle of a huge circular slaughterhouse.

Countless corpses and blood littered the land, the blood pooling into swamps, and the remains forming a plaza of flesh and bone.

His upper body was unstained with blood, but his trousers below the knees were covered with a thick layer of dried blood.

Zhou Leng took a step forward, his true energy surging forth, and the dried blood flew out.

After quickly making a circle, he picked up some useful items from the Great Primordial Corpse, mounted his Hellfire Warhorse, and headed in a new direction.

"217..."

Zhou Leng silently kept track of the number of Great Innate Realm cultivators he had hunted.

A disaster spread and proliferated through the Peeling Forest.

One after another, the allied forces of the skinning tribe lay buried in pools of blood.

After each battle, the coldness and killing intent in Zhou Leng's eyes intensified.

The fifth Skinning Tribe coalition arrived, and Zhou Leng shattered the earth as he stormed in alone.

“900……920……930……1000……”

(End of this chapter)