Martial arts ascend to the gods

Chapter 551 Feeding Medicine
Heavenly Bone City.

A piercing death knell tolled, its sound carrying for thousands of kilometers.

The Heavenly Bone Warriors looked around, inquiring about the situation.

"Which elite Celestial Bone Warrior has fallen?"

"I don't know."

"Pity……"

Upon receiving the news, He Pengfei sat there dumbfounded, completely bewildered.

A message has been sent from the Lord of the Upper Realm.

The good news is that Zhou Leng has completed the current stage of the Remnant Heaven Bone Trial and the Trial Heaven Rank Trial.

The bad news is that Zhou Leng is dead.

Perhaps there is another piece of good news: Zhou Leng does not need to stay in the Heavenly Bone Army for long.

He Pengfei sat there blankly for a long time, and finally let out a long sigh.

Over the years, he has experienced too many separations and deaths.

He hated this feeling.

It is not death.

Rather, it was the hope they had placed in that was shattered.

Before Zhou Leng left, he didn't say it, but an unimaginable hope rose in his heart.

Zhou Leng's talent is almost godlike.

Now, it has fallen.

He sat there blankly.

After an unknown amount of time, a group of trial participants from various races, covered in wounds, emerged from the teleportation portal.

Only one-third remains.

He walked along, complaining all the while.

"Sigh, the second trial is too difficult."

"Fortunately, the second trial was divided into stages. I completed both stages. How about you?"

"I've only completed one stage. Xu Ming, what about you?"

Xu Ming sighed, "Four stages, just one step away from completing the fifth stage."

"Niu beep!"

"That's pretty good, considering many people died in battle."

"The second trial is complete, and the Great Battle is probably nearing its end. We'll meet again on Blue Star."

"The Great Battlefield is indeed a great training ground. I now feel that I can beat up an ordinary Great Innate Realm cultivator, and I am only weaker than an Innate King."

"We're really lucky this year; it would have been impossible for so many people to survive before."

The group talked as they walked.

Xu Ming found He Pengfei and discovered that He Pengfei was in a daze, so he asked him what was wrong.

After He Pengfei finished speaking, Xu Ming sat there in a daze, remaining silent for a long time.

He Pengfei said expressionlessly, "The Lord of the Upper Realm has issued an order that, apart from Zhou Leng, you are the most outstanding person in this Heavenly Bone Trial and will remain here forever."

Xu Ming didn't care about his departure or staying; he simply turned his head and looked out the window at the sky covered with dark clouds.

"If I had tried a little harder, perhaps he wouldn't have died..."

A perfect garden.

Click, click, click...

Zhang Xinglie's bones cracked and popped repeatedly.

The severed left arm and right leg, drawn by an invisible force, slowly moved toward his body.

Just as the severed limbs were about to be reattached, the calamity spoke.

“What God touches is like a brand of sin, which never heals.”

Previously, he had touched Zhang Xinglie's wound and examined the blood.

His left arm and right leg, which had been moving, suddenly stopped and began to tremble violently.

A few seconds later, Zhang Xinglie's left arm and right leg collapsed simultaneously, scattering into fine ashes and disappearing without a trace.

At the break, a ring of blood-red branding appeared.

Zhang Xinglie slowly sat up, supporting himself with one hand and pushing off with the other, but he couldn't stand up no matter what he did.

He looked up, gazing at the messenger of heavenly calamity.

His eyes were empty.

Without joy or sorrow, without thought or hatred.

But, his killing intent was overwhelming.

"good very good."

"Remember what happened today, remember the deep hatred of this moment, and live on with the guilt of killing your friend."

"Go back to Earth, cultivate diligently, and next time we meet, I'll give you a chance to challenge me."

After Tianhuoshi finished speaking, he suddenly turned his head and looked at Zhou Leng in the distance.

Zhang Xinglie also turned his head to look over.

As Zhou Leng lay on the ground, the surrounding flesh, blood, and brain matter quietly flowed back into his body.

The previously cracked skull has completely healed.

It seemed as if some force had weakened the attack, preventing death, and the body was slowly recovering.

More colors appeared in Zhang Xinglie's eyes.

The Heavenly Calamity Envoy immediately realized that Zhou Leng possessed a hidden power that could save his life.

He stepped forward, ready to investigate and resolve the issue completely.

Before his second step landed, his right leg was grabbed.

He didn't even look at it; he knew it was Zhang Xinglie's hand.

He continued to step forward with his right leg, dragging Zhang Xinglie along with him, taking another step.

The right foot landed.

boom!
The ground within a radius of 100 meters collapsed and cracked, sending up a huge ring of dust.

Click...

Zhang Xinglie's right arm was covered in cracks, turning into fragments that scattered on the ground.

His right hand, palm and all, fell off, but his five fingers were still gripping the calf of the Heavenly Calamity Envoy.

At this point, Zhang Xinglie had lost both arms.

The Heavenly Calamity Envoy continued forward, but after taking a step, something again obstructed his calf. He seemed oblivious, continuing to walk, dragging Zhang Xinglie's body along.

He took two steps, each step more forceful than the last, and the ground collapsed twice in succession.

Just as Tianhuoshi was about to take his third step, he suddenly stopped and looked down at his right calf.

Zhang Xinglie bit Tianhushi's calf, his mouth full of blood, his eyes looking upwards, white as bone.

If he stops breathing, I will not let him go even when he is near death.

The Dark Wrath, the Profane Codex, and Zhao He, who were not far away, watched this scene with utter horror.

A strange sense of respect rose within his deep, dark anger.

He finally understood why the human body, so weak, has stood tall to this day.

Their bodies are weak, but their willpower is unparalleled in the ten realms.

The Heavenly Calamity Envoy glanced at his mouth full of bloody teeth, then at the severed finger on his calf that was still attached, and finally looked at Zhou Leng in the distance.

"does it worth?"

"The same stubbornness."

A hint of nostalgia and regret flashed in the eyes of the calamity-bringer.

The calamity-bringer bent down, as gently as if playing a game with his daughter, prying open the severed fingers one by one, slowly separating Zhang Xinglie's teeth, and gently placing his head on the ground.

A flash of light appeared in his hand, revealing two fruits.

In the distance, Zhao He's eyes widened as he saw a Dragon Scale Vermilion Fruit and a White Lake Mother Fruit.

Just as Tianhuo was about to put down the fruit, he glanced around.

With a glance, Zhang Xinglie's shattered right arm pieces miraculously gathered together like a swimming dragon, reassembling on his right shoulder, with flesh and blood regenerating.

In the blink of an eye, it was completely intact.

Deep Dark Wrath, the Blasphemous Codex, and Zhao He bowed slightly.

We should be humble in the face of miracles.

Zhao He sighed inwardly, realizing that his choice had indeed been the right one.

The destructive power of the Heavenly Calamity Envoy may only be at the level of a Martial Saint, but its magical power is like that of a god.

The Heavenly Calamity Envoy placed two Star-level medicinal fruits in Zhang Xinglie's hand.

He stood up, glanced at Zhou Leng, then at the writhing flesh and blood of Shanheyuan, took a step back, returned to his original position, and put away his chair.

Deep Dark Wrath glanced at Zhou Leng, who was still completely skinless, and stood up. Like a featherless eagle, he supported himself on the ground with his two dragon claws and walked towards the Heavenly Calamity Envoy.

Zhao He glanced at the two medicinal fruits in Zhang Xinglie's hand, a glint of light flashing in his eyes. He gritted his teeth and said to the Heavenly Calamity Envoy, "Your Majesty, that White Lake Mother Fruit..."

The Heavenly Calamity Envoy still didn't look at Zhao He, but simply raised his hand.

All of Zhao He's protective and life-saving abilities dissipated, and with a light tap of his index finger, he retracted his right arm.

Zhao He's eyes were glazed over, and a line of blood appeared on his body from top to bottom.

In the blink of an eye, his body split in two, falling to either side without a sound.

As the envoy walked, he said to the blasphemous grimoire, "Beware of the Zhao family's underhanded tactics."

The Blasphemous Codex was initially puzzled, but quickly realized, "Your Majesty, you overestimate the Zhao family. According to the Zhao family's habits, they will prioritize the overall situation and forget about Zhao He's death."

The envoy of Heavenly Calamity retorted, "The descendants of Zhao Dongjun would not be so incompetent and naive."

The Blasphemous Codex smiled and said, "Your Majesty, with the world in your heart, you naturally do not care about the small Zhao family. The Zhao family of today is no longer the same as the Zhao family of the past. The people of the Demon City Army and the Martial Academy have inherited Zhao Sheng's martial arts and spirit far more than the Zhao family."

After a moment's thought, the envoy of Heavenly Calamity said, "I understand. What a pity."

"Yes, it's a pity. Before, because of Zhao Dongjun, the Demon Prison regarded the Dragon Kingdom as an enemy. Now, the Dragon Kingdom is in chaos, and it's only a matter of time before things get out of hand."

"Not necessarily," the Heavenly Calamity Envoy said casually.

The Blasphemous Codex paused, then seemed to understand something, turning to look at Zhang Xinglie, Shanheyuan, and Zhou Leng.

He gritted his teeth and said, "Your Majesty, these three must be eliminated."

As the messenger of heavenly calamity walked, he said, "Zhao He has disobeyed three times in a row. Do you know why I tolerated him the first two times?"

The blasphemous grime was drenched in cold sweat. He bowed his head and said, "This humble servant does not know."

"The first time, it was because I was too kind."

"The second time, it was out of respect for Zhao Dongjun."

The blasphemous grimoire immediately replied, "Your subordinate understands. From this day forward, I will never disobey my god."

The Heavenly Calamity Envoy turned his head and looked at the Dark Wrath who had just arrived. Seeing his miserable appearance, he asked, "You don't want to kill Zhou Leng?"

Deep Wrath honestly replied, "During the Ten Realms Youth Battle, we shared snake meat together. According to our Spine-Headed Demon Dragon custom, we became friends. Later, on the Dragon God Seal Road, he taught me the Dragon God Battle Techniques, which helped me a lot."

On the vibrant flower field, the calamity of heaven, the deep wrath of darkness, and the blasphemous grimoire gradually receded.

The blasphemous demon grimace was deeply frustrated. The original plan was for the demon alliance to unite and, under the leadership of the Heavenly Calamity Envoy, slaughter the remaining trial participants.

As a result, not many monsters remained.

He glanced at it out of the corner of his eye; the calamity seemed quite pleased.

The three walked away.

Zhang Xinglie, covered in blood, slowly opened his eyes.

His eyes were vacant; he stared blankly for a long time before blinking once.

"Ok?"

He felt the touch on his right hand, turned his head and saw that there were two more fruits in his hand.

It's about the size of an orange, and its surface looks like it's covered in dragon scales.

It is the size of a lotus seed, pure white as jade, and has a faint, shimmering glow.

He recognized it at a glance: one of them was the most important starry sky medicinal fruit in the Ten Realms, the Dragon Scale Vermilion Fruit.

The other one, he had never seen before, but guessed it was a demon's elixir.

Although he wasn't particularly shrewd or calculating, he sensed something was amiss when he met the Heavenly Calamity Envoy.

As a divine avatar summoned by the Demon Prison, Tianhuoshi should theoretically kill himself upon seeing him.

However, he was particularly concerned about the succession of the Tu King, asking many questions and saying a lot before letting his subordinates take action.

The actions and words of the astronaut now seem more like those of a stern elder than an enemy.

He vaguely guessed that the Heavenly Calamity Envoy might have some connection with that Slaughtering King, because he was considered the Slaughtering King's successor, which was why the Slaughtering King hadn't killed him.

He suddenly stood up, enduring the excruciating pain, and looked at Zhou Leng and Shan Heyuan.

The mountains and rivers were right beside him; his head, which had previously exploded, had now recovered most of its strength.

It seems that the mountains and rivers have also found a way to save this son's life.

Zhang Xinglie slowly stood up, took out a spear from his magic pouch to use as a crutch, and scanned his surroundings.

The left arm and right leg have completely disappeared.

(End of this chapter)