Martial arts ascend to the gods

Chapter 545 Flesh Lotus
Dragon World, Dragon Mountain.

At the foot of the mountain, all kinds of buildings rise and fall, and giant dragons come and go in the sky.

Four masked humans walk slowly through the city.

The four were dressed in ordinary camouflage uniforms, but their extraordinary aura caused even some innate demons and dragons to instinctively stay away from them.

When they reached a secluded spot, the four of them walked and talked.

"It's unbelievable that they would do something like this, having four old guys kill a mere innate-level kid." The speaker was none other than a high-level grandmaster.

"After all, he is Ma Xingkong's nephew. You and I have both heard about what happened back then. If this happens a second time, those families will probably lose all their influence in the Martial Academy."

"When the Lou family was brought down, it became known throughout the country. In the end, it was their own fault for driving Ma Xingkong to his death."

"I have been entrusted with this task, so I must do my best to fulfill it. Once this matter is completed, I will have repaid the favor I owed the Dong family."

"I had someone check it out, and it seems that this Zhou Leng has a good relationship with Wang Boxiong and Chen Fenghu."

"After all, Ma Xingkong was their classmate back then. So we acted secretly, striking decisively and then escaping without leaving a trace."

"What if Zhou Leng had died on the great battlefield?"

"My people said that if he dies on the great battlefield, it will count as our mission accomplished."

"That's good."

"Once Zhou Leng is discovered to have been killed, Chen Fenghu will likely cause trouble for the Lou family and other families. If nothing unexpected happens, he will set up a life-or-death battle between Grandmasters. Chen Fenghu will not let this go until he kills a few of them."

“He might have acted that way in the past, but not necessarily now. Moreover, with all parties joining forces, they might not be afraid of him.”

"If a Grandmaster-level life-or-death battle is held, will you participate?"

"I was out of my mind to owe the Dong family a favor, and I don't want to be out of my mind a second time."

"I owe the Xu family too much. If they decide to fight to the death, I will have no choice but to step in. What about you?"

"It doesn't matter, as long as the price is high enough, I don't mind making a move."

"If you take action, your chances of winning are extremely high."

The other three looked at the high-ranking grandmaster, Su Fenghe.

He claims to be a free spirit, but in reality, he has deep connections with various families, including the Zhao family, and is worshipped by many.

He was exceptionally intelligent from a young age, and his career was marked by brilliance. He became sworn brothers with many martial arts masters.

If he hadn't been injured, he would be at least a Grandmaster by now.

He once served under Zhao Sheng, and his strength and prestige far surpassed those of the other three.

One of the masters whispered, "I'm afraid that if things escalate, we might get dragged into it."

"No, everyone is already prepared. They have contacted relevant personnel and prepared hundreds of media outlets. As long as the Great Battle ends, whether Zhou Leng lives or dies, his negative news will flood the media."

What negative news does he have?

“Everyone says they have it, so naturally they do. They’ve already bribed all the people who needed to be bribed. Just wait and see. This is their usual tactic, they’ve been using it for decades.”

"Is it going to be another frame-up? I hated that kind of thing when I was young... Sigh... Oh well, I'll finish this sooner and get out of this mess sooner."

"What a pity, he was said to be a promising talent who could become a grandmaster..."

Great battlefield, Green Pine Cliff.

Zhou Leng stood on the cliff for a long time, carefully observing the campsite by the lake.

Some monsters and demon worshippers are located there.

Intelligence indicates that the Heavenly Calamity Envoy is a Black Sun Gut, which is not among those demons.

Zhou Leng thought for a moment. Since it was something the devil wanted to do, he would interfere if he could. If it didn't work out, he would leave.

Quietly leaving the cliff, Zhou Leng transformed into the appearance of General Rusty Iron and entered the demon camp.

The numerous demons were either busy or cultivating, and no one paid them any attention.

Zhou Leng took a quick stroll and headed towards the lake.

Before even getting close, the Great Innate's powerful eyesight allowed him to see the dense white bodies in the lake.

Zhou Leng's expression changed slightly, and his breathing became rapid.

"No way... Maybe it's too far away, and I'm seeing things..."

As Zhou Leng walked forward, his pace slowed, and his expression grew increasingly grim.

As you get closer, a dark shadow in the depths of his eyes trembles slowly.

I felt a chill all over my body, and my whole body was almost frozen stiff.

Zhou Leng stood by the lake for a long time before his body slowly regained sensation.

"how so……"

As Zhou Leng thought to himself, he clenched his right fist so tightly that his knuckles turned white and his nails dug deep into his palm, yet he was completely unaware of it.

One by one, round, white bellies float on the surface of the white lake.

Because their bellies were stretched so much, the bluish-black blood vessels under the skin were clearly visible, and you could even see the traces of tearing subcutaneous fat and muscle, forming strange patterns.

Densely packed, tightly connected, stretching as far as the eye can see.

More than a million.

The moment Zhou Leng saw the object floating in White Lake, he recalled how someone had talked about White Lake before, and finally understood why their expressions were slightly strange.

Even Xu Ming, who slaughtered monsters on the battlefield without batting an eye, couldn't help but have his expression slightly distorted.

Connected to the high, bulging white bellies were rows of pale female faces, each with wide, lifeless eyes.

Zhou Leng stopped walking and refused to go any further.

Those open eyes, like terrifying monsters, made it impossible for anyone to take a step forward.

A chill rose from behind, growing stronger and stronger.

Countless pieces of information churned in my mind.

It turns out that so many missing people ended up here.

So this is Baihu Lake.

Her white belly was like a lotus flower, and her white arms were like lotus roots.

The two demons walked to the shore a few dozen meters away, chatting as they reached into the lake and pulled out a corpse.

A demon used its sharp fingernails to cut a cross-shaped wound on the huge white belly and peeled off the skin.

Inside the belly, the blood-flesh lotus bud had not yet bloomed; its blood-red petals were layered upon each other, clustered together like an egg.

The demon patiently peeled away the layers, finally revealing the fruit, about the size of a lotus seed, right in the center of the flesh-and-blood lotus.

White at the bottom and blue at the top.

"Half white, half green, almost done."

"Thanks to the Golden Flower of Perfect Garden, otherwise it would have taken a long time for it to bear fruit. We can't be careless; if something goes wrong, we'll both end up as fertilizer for the demons."

"The Zhao family spent a lot of money, and we all benefit from it, so naturally we should do our best."

"The Zhao family failed to obtain the Blood of the Primal Demon last time, and even lost their eldest son. This time, the Zhao family has gone all out. If nothing unexpected happens, the White Lake Mother Fruit will belong to Zhao He."

"Will His Majesty give it to him, Heavenly Calamity?" "To us, the White Lake Mother Fruit is comparable to the Dragon Scale Vermilion Fruit. To His Majesty, the White Lake Mother Fruit is nothing special, so it doesn't matter."

"Indeed, it's just a fleshy lotus."

The demon kicked the flesh lotus back into the white lake and turned to leave.

The two demons glanced at the dazed Rusty Iron General, then ignored him and slowly walked away.

Hearing the demon's words, something seemed to explode in Zhou Leng's mind.

Last time during the Heavenly Trial, the Star of Glimmer led demons in an attempt to turn the students of the Eighteen Schools Joint Examination into a magic potion, which was actually related to Zhao Tong.

The lake full of lotus flowers is related to Zhao He.

Zhao He, a member of a military family, rarely takes risks, yet he enters the Great Battlefield and even comes to the Perfect Garden.

No wonder, no wonder...

Zhou Leng felt ice-cold all over, and it took him a long time to recover.

Like a walking corpse, it slowly walked along the lakeside, glancing at the lotus flowers in the lake from time to time.

An unimaginable shock reverberated in my brain.

Suddenly, Zhou Leng stopped abruptly, staring intently at a fleshy lotus several dozen meters away.

Take a step forward, then slowly pull back.

"That is……"

Hu Yi's mother.

His face was deathly pale, and his eyes were vacant.

Zhou Leng recalled the first time they met at school, when Aunt Hu carried a hot lunchbox filled with large pieces of braised pork.

She gently shook the lunchbox, and the braised pork trembled slightly, like jelly.

The enticing aroma and color lingered in Zhou Leng's mind.

My throat suddenly felt itchy, as if countless white maggots were crawling on it.

Zhou Leng gritted his teeth, looked away, and gazed at the other fleshy lotuses.

Another familiar face came into view.

Zhang Meiqin, Zhang Xinglie's aunt.

Zhou Leng was stunned. He hadn't heard about it in Rucheng before, and Zhang Xinglie hadn't mentioned it either.

Seeing those familiar faces made my throat itch terribly.

"vomit……"

Zhou Leng couldn't stop gagging.

I've seen dead people.

I have seen a deceased acquaintance.

Zhou Leng did not react.

But when an acquaintance appears before you in this way, referred to as a flesh lotus by the demon, your body seems to lose control.

Continuous dry heaving.

I feel like I'm going to vomit my whole stomach.

Scenes of Hu Yi's mother and Zhang Meiqin flashed through his mind.

As Zhou Leng walked, he vomited and looked away.

Through the blur, I saw familiar faces.

She seems like a neighbor from the past, a primary school teacher, or a cousin's older sister...

After becoming a martial artist, Zhou Leng repeatedly found himself in danger, even nearly dying.

But it never collapsed.

At this moment, Zhou Leng felt dizzy and his face was as pale as a lotus flower as he walked step by step towards the outside of the camp.

The will to fight is trembling.

"How could it be, how could it be..."

The impact of the mountains of corpses and seas of blood is nothing compared to the impact of a lake full of fleshy lotus flowers.

Familiar faces flashed through Zhou Leng's mind.

No matter how hard I tried, no matter how much I reminded myself not to think about it, it was all in vain.

The dense, countless lotus flowers covering the lake flooded my mind, filling every memory.

After a long while, wine-red blood, a golden cross, and a blood-red mist slowly spread from Zhou Leng's eyes.

His two eyeballs were blood red.

Around his eyes, blood vessels bulged and veins crisscrossed.

"Damn it...you all deserve to die..."

Zhou Leng rushed into White Lake, walked on the water, and took away the bodies of Hu Yi's mother and Zhang Xinglie's aunt.

A piercing alarm sounded throughout the camp.

"It's a human in disguise!"

"It was that Zhou Leng, he harmed Shi Jiao!"

Demons surrounded them from all directions.

Zhou Leng stood on the shore, took a deep breath, and his Star-Gazing True Qi surged forth.

A surge of true energy, far more violent than ever before, erupted forth.

Dense white energy burst forth from the pores, covering the entire body like waves in the wind, layer upon layer, resembling scales.

Dragon scales and mist, true energy gathered into form.

The level of true qi that only grandmasters could reach was manifested in Zhou Leng.

The powerful true energy condensed into the azure blue Taiqing Sea Robe.

The new Taiqing Sea Robe is semi-transparent in other parts, but solidified in the chest, abdomen, and arms.

"If you deserve to die, then just die."

Zhou Leng charged forward like a leopard towards the demon ahead.

Upon approaching, his two lower legs were enveloped in dragon scale energy, and with a push off the ground, his body shot forward.

It broke through 400 meters per second and is approaching 450 meters.

The grass beneath their feet was plowed by a terrifying force, splitting the weeds in two and leaving a clear, straight long mark.

In the blink of an eye, they covered nearly a hundred meters.

(End of this chapter)