Martial arts ascend to the gods

Chapter 539 Palm Print
"Shall we move forward or rest?"

Everyone looked at Zhou Leng.

"Move slowly; it's not safe to stay anywhere."

"it is good."

After everyone packed up the campsite, Zhou Leng set off with the others.

Zhou Leng secretly sensed his own situation.

The body's injuries have mostly healed, but the newly grown flesh is not very strong.

His martial will was under intense attack, and he was almost about to unleash the power of the Black Gold Silkworm Fruit.

It's a bit like chewing on jerky all day, leaving your teeth feeling sour and numb.

These two days may weaken one's martial arts will, but in the long run, it is equivalent to undergoing a trial and will strengthen it slightly.

After walking for half a day, suddenly someone cried out in alarm.

The crowd looked in the direction of the sound and saw three large, black hands appear in the sky. Each hand was as big as a house and more than ten meters in diameter.

A massive, dark hand descended silently and with unparalleled speed, seizing three people in the group.

The three men didn't even utter a sound. They rolled their eyes, and billowing black smoke poured from their seven orifices, merging into the black hand.

The black hand rose, ascended into the sky, and disappeared.

A sorcerer said, "It's the punishment for the Chaotic Trial! There have been records of it before. Based on our deduction, those who haven't cultivated or killed enough on the battlefield are killed by the gods."

One person recalled, "Before, the three of them were acting suspiciously, rarely making a move, and liked to hide."

“I also remembered that some people criticized them, and the three of them apologized with smiles, but they never changed their ways.”

"Seeking benevolence, one attains benevolence..."

Having weathered many storms, the three deaths were merely a minor incident, but they were deeply shaken and began to volunteer for the next battle.

During their journey, they encountered small groups of enemies, which Zhou Leng then led them to hunt down.

Zhou Leng deliberately refrained from making a move, allowing them to kill more people and avoid being annihilated by the power of the gods.

The ancient beast stone wall leads to the perfect garden.

A desiccated human corpse was nailed to a T-shaped frame.

On the body of the deceased, a number was marked with dried blood.

12.

"Fifteen now..."

Zhang Xiaoxiao, dressed in a black cloak, muttered to herself, then gritted her teeth.

She tracked Zhao He's group all the way, and almost every so often, someone would be nailed to a wooden frame.

These people were either from Huang Meng's faction, the Hell Knights, or martial artists from various countries who had been with them before.

"Zhao He, you deserve to die..."

In Zhang Xiaoxiao's eyes, a ferocious phantom of an ancient beast appeared.

She knew this was bait thrown by Zhao He.

But seeing the mangled bodies and distorted faces of her comrades, she couldn't bring herself to leave.

"I'm sorry, Uncle Tong..."

Zhang Xiaoxiao pictured Tong Tianxia in her mind and apologized softly.

In order to avenge her grandmother, she sacrificed herself to a demon, leaving her with less than five years to live.

Tong Tianxia tried many methods, even going to the Tree People tribe to search for items such as the Heart of Life, but all to no avail.

The only option is to send Zhang Xiaoxiao to the Great Battlefield to try her luck, hoping to find a longevity elixir or cultivation technique.

But seeing his comrades being nailed to their deaths one by one, Zhang Xiaoxiao's eyes were filled with murderous intent.

"I will kill you all, I will kill you all..."

Inside Zhao He's camp.

A dark figure sneaked into Zhao He's tent.

boom!
With a loud bang, the tent exploded.

Rao Mingxian woke up with a start, got up and stepped out of the tent, looking in the direction of the sound.

There, in Zhao He's camp, two men were locked in a fierce battle.

Behind Zhao He, two headless gods appeared, with the enormous chests and abdomens of giants hovering behind him.

Behind Zhang Xiaoxiao, a green orc arm appeared, as if carved from jade.

That day at People's Square, the headless god statue that Zhao Tong wanted was this very one.

The headless god hovered behind the two, continuously emitting crimson rays that flowed into their bodies.

The two were not moving at supersonic speeds, but their every move cut through the air, their fists, palms, and legs constantly creating white shockwaves that shimmered under the dark clouds.

"Zhao He, you deserve to die, you deserve to die..."

Zhang Xiaoxiao didn't know what she had experienced in the second level of the ancient beast stone wall, but at this moment, her whole body was covered with black and gold tiger stripes, she was two meters tall, and her muscles were like stone.

Zhang Xiaoxiao looked frantic, while Zhao He smiled.

"The tide is in our hands, like the mighty torrent of history. The Huang-Meng school is like a mantis trying to stop a chariot, courting its own doom."

"Your Zhao family all deserve to die..."

"Overestimating yourselves! Everyone, attack!" Zhao He remained calm and composed, holding a slight advantage but not taking any risks.

Not far away, demons, members of the Demon Worship Cult, and human warriors all surrounded and attacked Zhang Xiaoxiao.

Zhao He retreated to a safe place, put his hands behind his back, and commented like an audience member, directing everyone in battle.

"Thinking that by sacrificing to the demon god and learning a few rudimentary skills, you can overthrow my three generations of martial arts clan? How laughable."

"You all have no idea about the Zhao family's background."

“Your companions were all incredibly brave. Even after my Bone-Crushing Hand crushed their bodies, they didn’t beg for mercy or bow their heads. I’ve only ever seen people like that among my grandfather’s former subordinates.” “However, I still killed them one by one. The corpses hanging on the T-shaped rack were all killed by my own hands.”

"I've loved practicing my killing moves on real people since I was a child. The sensation of crushing joints, the warmth of touching brain matter, the hissing sound of blood gushing from the throat... it's really wonderful."

“I will torture you little by little, slowly, and let you experience all the moves I have ever used in my life. Then I will strip you naked, twist you to pieces, and hang you like a little lamb in People’s Square.”

"Yes, that's the place where the third brother, Zhao Tong, died."

"You are the number one corpse that attracted Tong Tianxia to appear, and perhaps the only one."

Zhao He burst into laughter.

Zhang Xiaoxiao went completely mad. Only then did she realize that the Zhao family's target was not these people at all, but Tong Tianxia.

"You will all die! You will all die!"

Two fleshy wings exploded behind Zhang Xiaoxiao, raising four long, blood-red wings. Her body and limbs slowly transformed into a ferocious beast.

Roaring, fighting.

One warrior or demon after another was torn apart by her, but slowly, her power gradually diminished.

The weapons and fists of the crowd attacked her one by one.

The wounds on her body spread and enlarged rapidly.

Zhao He smiled and stood outside the battle, recounting the story of Tong Tianxia and the Zhao family.

"He actually claimed to be my grandfather's disciple, how ridiculous..."

"Those Huang Meng faction, openly and secretly, have killed countless members of my Zhao family..."

"Father's great work is complete. Our Zhao family has essentially produced a new Martial Saint. There's nothing left to worry about..."

Suddenly, Zhang Xiaoxiao's four wings exploded, turning into a streak of blood-red light that rushed away into the distance.

"Chase her. We must find her alive or dead. Whoever brings her back will receive a White Lake Lotus Fruit, plus 20 billion."

Upon hearing this, everyone's eyes lit up, and they rushed over immediately, including Rao Mingxian.

Rao Mingxian followed Zhang Xiaoxiao's direction, and slowly, he drifted further and further away from the others.

After chasing for a long time, they still couldn't find a trace of him.

Rao Mingxian sighed, realizing that he had no chance with Baihu Lotus Fruit and the 20 billion yuan.

He hesitated for a moment, then decided to search for another hour, and if he couldn't find it, he would turn back.

We entered the mountains and searched carefully.

Suddenly, bloodstains were seen under a tree ahead.

Rao Mingxian's eyes widened, and he slowed his pace, following the trail of blood.

Before long, I stood behind a tree and looked out at a cave.

On the wall at the entrance of the cave, there was a small, shallow handprint, like one left by a child.

Rao Mingxian stared at the small palm print, and for some reason, remained motionless for a long time.

He slowly walked over, stood outside the cave entrance, and said, "Zhang Xiaoxiao, I know you're inside."

"Rao Mingxian, you're very happy, aren't you? Cough cough..." Zhang Xiaoxiao's violent coughing came from inside.

"I thought I would be happy, but seeing your palm print, I don't know why, I can't feel happy." Rao Mingxian said expressionlessly, as if he were talking about something unrelated to himself.

"You're still Zhou Leng's friend, right?"

Rao Mingxian did not respond.

Zhang Xiaoxiao said, "You can offer my corpse to Zhao He, but you have to do one thing for me. Otherwise, I will ignite my own power with the demonic artifact, and you will get nothing."

"what's up?"

"I will give my headless god to Brother Zhou Leng."

A magic pouch was thrown out of the cave.

Unlike ordinary magic bags, this magic bag has extremely complex magic patterns on its surface and a certain space-sealing function. It is not an ordinary magic bag and can store headless gods.

Rao Mingxian didn't pick it up, but just glanced at it and said, "Why give it to him?"

"If we don't give it to him, are we going to leave it for Zhao He? Would you give it to someone else?"

Rao Mingxian remained silent for a long time before asking, "Why do you believe me? Didn't you kill my family? Are you going to kill me too?"

“At first, I wanted to kill you, and I wanted to kill everyone in the Rao family. It wasn’t until I joined the Huang Meng faction, met many people, heard many stories, and read many files that I realized that you and I are no different.”

"Nonsense." Rao Mingxian clenched his fist.

Zhang Xiaoxiao chuckled softly and said, "I've already investigated you thoroughly. Your whole family is just an appendage of the Rao family, like cats and dogs. The Rao family is also just an appendage of the Zhao family, like cats and dogs. The one who really harmed my classmates and my grandmother wasn't your grandfather, but the master of your grandfather's master, the Zhao family."

"At such a young age, he's quite good at talking nonsense," Rao Mingxian said.

Zhang Xiaoxiao laughed and said, "You know very well that your whole family is just Zhao's dogs, no different from us. But Zhao's family is too powerful. You are afraid of Zhao's family, but you also want to be another Zhao family. As a result, you can't see Zhao's family, and you don't dare to see it. You can only blame me. Blame me for cursing you, blame me for hitting you, blame me for hating you. You don't even dare to blame Zhao's family until you die."

Rao Mingxian opened his mouth, but didn't say anything.

A small figure walked to the cave entrance, its blood-stained little hand gripping the wall.

Zhang Xiaoxiao has returned to her little girl form, with a small body, a small appearance, and a small face.

Her face was deathly pale, with bloodstains surrounding it, yet she possessed a certain allure.

She looked at Rao Mingxian and smiled.

Rao Mingxian looked at the smiling Zhang Xiaoxiao and felt a little flustered.

"I stopped hating you a long time ago. I only hate the Zhao family." Zhang Xiaoxiao's voice was soft and gentle, as if she were confiding in a friend.

Rao Mingxian stared at Zhang Xiaoxiao and said, "I will kill you and hand you over to Zhao He to lure out Tong Tianxia. Then, will you hate me?"

"If Zhao He hadn't ordered you or forced you, would you have killed me and hung my body in People's Square?"

Rao Mingxian remained silent.

(End of this chapter)