Martial arts ascend to the gods

Chapter 536 Leading
After slaughtering the 1000th Great Innate Being, the fifth divine light shone brightly in the sky.

The Divine Soul Shield is activated.

In the midst of the carnage, Zhou Leng suddenly felt that somewhere deep within his heart, a force seemed to have emerged to protect him.

Killing ordinary skin-peeling tribe members brings no change, but with each kill of a Great Innate Realm expert, the power increases slightly.

"Then, let the carnage flourish..."

In the dimly lit Skinning Forest, Zhou Leng relentlessly harvests the lives of the Skinning Clan.

"1109."

Zhou Leng glanced at the corpses scattered on the ground and continued on his way.

They walked for a long time, but no more skinners came following the light.

The Peeling Forest was as quiet as a giant coffin.

Zhou Leng turned off the lights of the magic artifact, checked the map, turned his horse around, and headed towards the stone giant's dwelling.

Upon encountering the first group of stone giants, they charged straight at them without using any weapons.

He gathered his strength in the Heavenly Tide Palm, leaped high into the air, and met the giant stone giant's fist with a palm strike.

The two palm strikes, Zhen and Bang, were like invisible spirals, drilling into the giant's body along his arm.

With fists and palms clashing, Zhou Leng moved sideways to escape and charged towards the next stone giant.

The stone giant, composed entirely of rock, looked at Zhou Leng's retreating figure with a puzzled expression.

Why don't you fight?
The next instant, a whooshing sound came from all over his body.

He looked down and saw large cracks appearing on his limbs and body, which then shattered into hundreds of pieces and fell downwards.

His consciousness, along with the falling rocks, will forever return to the earth.

"1200..."

"1300..."

"1400..."

Zhou Leng was like a general venturing into a foreign land, traversing and hunting in the territory of the stone giants.

Until they encountered a Grandmaster Stone Giant.

Zhou Leng stared at the giant stone figure, which was more than ten meters tall, took a deep breath, and rushed over.

So what if he's a grandmaster!
I, Zhou Leng, am at the Innate Realm, and I fear no Grandmaster!
The Grandmaster Stone Giant unleashed a punch, enveloped in a strange earth elemental power, resembling a giant shield as it crashed down.

Zhou Leng was not afraid at all. He used the Heavenly Tide Palm and the killing move Myriad Seas to launch it swiftly.

Unleashing all the power in his body, he possessed the extraordinary physique of a giant, the extraordinary strength of a ferocious beast, and the extraordinary blood of a dragon...

Two supersonic arms collide.

boom!
Zhou Leng flew backwards like a kite with a broken string, flying hundreds of meters before landing on the ground. He bounced up and then crashed backwards several times before finally coming to rest.

The grandmaster stone giant looked at his fist, which had lost a bit of stone, tilted his head and thought for a while before striding over.

Zhou Leng lay on the ground, his eyes gazing at the sky.

Are grandmasters really that strong?
With difficulty, I got up and looked at my right arm. It was swollen to two sizes, a purplish-black color, and looked terrifying. It could practically be an advertisement for some kind of drug.

The only good news is that all the hard work these past few months has paid off; only a tiny crack has appeared.

In the past, the bones would have been shattered into powder.

Seeing the Grandmaster Stone Giant stride towards him like a small mountain crashing into him, Zhou Leng sprang to his feet and used his lightness skill to escape quickly.

We still have to give face to the grandmaster.

After running for a long time, I looked back and saw the stone giant slowly walking back.

Zhou Leng mounted the Hellfire Warhorse, taking medicine, circulating his energy to heal his injuries, and recalling the punch he had just received.

An invincible force.

There are no tricks, no gimmicks, just pure earth element and physical strength.

A real gap in strength.

Zhou Leng thought of countless methods, but finally shook his head.

An absolute disparity in strength makes victory impossible without a long-term strategic plan.

Marking danger on the map, Zhou Leng turned and headed towards the poisonous swamp.

Since the battle with the Angel of Death at Tiger Hill Fortress, he has paid special attention to training his body's resistance to poison.

The Ancient River Sect does possess poisonous techniques, but after mastering them, one becomes neither human nor ghost, and anyone who touches them will die.

Apart from this, there is only one other way to enhance resistance to toxins.

Just as muscle building involves constant tearing and healing, receiving highly toxic stimuli allows the body to naturally generate resistance.

The highly poisonous swamp is the most suitable place for cultivation.

Zhou Leng headed straight there.

At first, they only touched a very small amount of the toxic fumes and never went into the water.

Even so, his whole body was constantly emitting smoke, his skin was constantly breaking, and he was sneezing and had a runny nose from time to time.

Thankfully, I had been tempered by the Angel of Death, otherwise I would have been severely injured as soon as I entered this place.

While honing their body's resistance to poison, they also hunted highly venomous monsters.

As He Pengfei said, when the gods open a door for highly venomous creatures, they close a window.

The potent venom within the highly poisonous creature caused Zhou Leng to scream in agony from time to time.

But Zhou Leng always managed to kill and avenge himself quickly amidst the screams of agony.

I stayed for six hours before leaving.

The monsters here are too scattered, and the poison in many places is too potent, so we have to move to another location.

They hunted continuously, following the map.

Soon, we arrived at the old place, the place where we never slept.

Zhou Leng rode his hellish warhorse, wielding a dragon bone spear, mowing the sleepless land like a lawnmower.

Not long after, the undead sneaked into the shadows and couldn't be found.

"pity……"

Zhou Leng headed straight for the Dragon God Seal Road.

After much thought, I still think Dragon Blood Guard is the best.

Collect two hundred, then wait in place. After killing 50 batches, the trial is basically complete.

Crossing the sleepless land, Zhou Leng reined in his hellish warhorse.

The Dragon God's Seal Path is gone.

Instead, a rainforest of blood has been formed.

One of the most brutal places, inhabited by a large number of grandmasters.

Without saying a word, he turned his horse around and left.

They hadn't gone far when the sounds of battle erupted. Zhou Leng heard what sounded like the voices of human warriors. He went over to investigate and saw a group of monsters from the Great Battlefield surrounding the humanoid alliance's trial participants.

These people were the trial participants we encountered on the Dragon God's Seal Path.

As they approached, they saw a ten-meter-tall monster crash into a martial artist. The martial artist was already injured and had no way to dodge. He was about to die.

A beam of white light descended.

Swish.

It enveloped the person and vanished.

The monster was furious and howled wildly.

Just as Zhou Leng was guessing what it was, he saw a flash of light several kilometers away, and the person reappeared, looking utterly terrified.

“This is…” Zhou Leng looked up at the sky above the Great Battlefield.

"drive!"

The hellhorse accelerated and charged forward.

Upon approaching, Zhou Leng wielded a horse-slaying saber in one hand and a giant axe in the other, charging into the enemy ranks like a whirlwind of blades, unleashing a rapid barrage of slashes.

The demons had never seen such a killing god before. They held out for a while, but once their leader, a Great Primordial Being, was killed, they scattered and fled in all directions.

"Thanks for the help!"

Everyone expressed their gratitude.

Zhou Leng chatted with them as he walked toward the person in the distance.

They learned that none of them had passed the first trial of the Dragon God's Seal Path and had all been expelled.

They hid and fled all the way, only to encounter large numbers of monsters and constantly have to escape.

Although the unknown divine light could save people, it could not be activated frequently, and some people still died.

After encountering the person rescued by the Light of Redemption, everyone rested together, ate, and chatted.

One of them hesitated and said, "Zhou Leng, could you lead us...?"

"Yes," the crowd pleaded.

"We won't let you work for nothing. All the resources along the way will be yours. When we get back, we will all owe you a huge favor, and we'll help you even if it means our lives."

"The difficulty of this trial has exceeded our expectations, and we are struggling to keep up."

"Normally, the Great Battlefield wouldn't be like this. I don't know what's wrong with this time. The monsters are acting like they've gone mad."

"Or rather, the great battlefield was always this dangerous, and we underestimated it."

"If you really don't want to keep leading us, you can send us into the main group."

People of all ethnicities looked at Zhou Leng with longing eyes.

Zhou Leng hesitated.

It wouldn't be good not to bring them. We're all allies, fighting against the monster alliance together. In a place like this, we should help each other out.

You can bring it, but you're very likely to fail your third trial.

Zhou Leng thought of Xu Ming.

After a moment's thought, Zhou Leng said, "I am burdened with the trial, and if I take you with me, I may also suffer."

Everyone held their breath.

Zhou Leng continued, "How about this, let's compromise. The Demon Master will give me a way to communicate over long distances, or rather, we can establish a vague location for each other. I'll move forward at my own speed, and you'll follow behind. Wherever I go, the monsters will be mostly wiped out, so you'll be safe."

"Being able to transmit messages over long distances means I can quickly return if you encounter danger, and kill monsters along the way, which can be considered a trial for me, killing two birds with one stone."

"That way, you won't hold me back, and I can basically guarantee your safety,"

Everyone had no other choice but to agree immediately.

Zhou Leng said, "By the way, I learned from the Heavenly Bone Army that the trial participants cannot keep running away; they need to keep fighting, otherwise they will be wiped out by the power of the gods."

"Then... if you fight to the very end, just leave some for us."

"no problem."

Then, Zhou Leng gave them a map of their next destination, and they set off.

Zhou Leng drove at high speed, while the others followed at a normal pace.

While Zhou Leng was fighting, they were on their way.

They arrived just as Zhou Leng finished his battle and were there to help collect the spoils of war.

Zhou Leng realized that these people were indeed helpful; he couldn't possibly collect the spoils from thousands of corpses bit by bit.

These spoils add up over time, and who knows if they might contain a treasure as precious as an octagonal bone fragment?

While everyone else was collecting their loot, Zhou Leng continued searching for the next batch of monsters.

"1998, 1999, 2000..."

As the 2000th Great Primordial Demon was killed, another divine light streaked across the sky.

The Flesh and Blood Dragon, activated.

Zhou Leng killed another Grandmaster, and felt a slight itch on his left arm. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw a faint red arc appear on it.

Not caring, after killing them all, he noticed several arcs on his arms, resembling dragon scales attached to his body.

He Pengfei has spoken of similar divine powers.

Once the great battle is over, these powers will be transformed into physical strength, with an effect no less powerful than top-grade medicinal fruits.

Zhou Leng continued his hunt, with the squad following behind.

The two sides met after the area was completely cleared.

Zhou Leng glanced at the group and saw that the number of people had increased from eleven to twenty-seven, with several more trial participants from various races.

Then someone handed over a magic pouch, which Zhou Leng took, glanced at briefly, and put into his spatial wooden box.

Not many, but selling them for five or six hundred million shouldn't be a problem.

With more people working together, efficiency is higher, and Zhou Leng continued running to the next area.

The mighty warrior was activated when four thousand Great Innate Realm cultivators were killed.

A crown appeared on Zhou Leng's head.

The most outstanding trial participants from each race are crowned with a splendid crown.

Zhou Leng didn't care and continued hunting.

Three days later, Zhou Leng had killed six thousand Great Innate Realm cultivators.

The path to godhood has begun.

Nobody knows the specifics.

The "spoils collection logistics brigade" at the rear has expanded to 77 people, forming a new five-tribe joint force.

They continued to follow Zhou Leng, but began hunting down the team of monsters.

(End of this chapter)