Martial arts ascend to the gods

Chapter 613 Usurping the Throne
Zhou Leng, along with Emerald Wings and the other half-gods, arrived at the temple gate.

The crowd formed a loose fan shape, gazing ahead.

The door opened slightly, and a milky white light, like milk, flowed from the crack, down the steps, and slowly flowed toward the crowd.

Led by the demigod spirit master, the crowd sang "Ode to the God of Ice and Snow".

The milky radiance flowed forward, touching the body of the foremost spirit mage.

Snowflakes emerged from above the heads of the first row of spirit masters, roughly coalescing into pillars that slowly swirled.

The milky white light continued to flow, and snowflakes of varying numbers appeared on the heads of those who touched it.

Some snowflakes were in the hundreds, some in the thousands, but only a few people were covered in snowflakes, numbering over ten thousand.

Slowly, the milky white light flowed to the center and touched the mad prince Aiden.

In an instant, countless tiny snowflakes of light emerged from the top of his head, coalescing into a columnar snowflake ball of light nearly ten meters in diameter.

The number far exceeds ten thousand, far exceeds one hundred thousand.

The magicians outside the arena were casting spells and calculating, and they all gasped softly.

"80 divinely blessed snowflakes!"

"Unexpectedly, our god chose a warrior from Earth..."

"It's not bad. Back then, we made a mistake and chose an ignorant alien race, resulting in heavy losses..."

The milky white light continued to flow, reaching the feet of Zhou Leng and the Emerald Wings.

A dense flurry of snowflakes drifted down from above their heads, quickly exceeding ten thousand, then one hundred thousand.

The magicians outside immediately reported the number.

"The Green Dragon has 32, and the human warriors have 78. They are almost as good as the ones in front."

The milky white light continued to flow along the vast field, and all believers had completed their verification.

The demigods and legends in front turned around and looked up at the crowd.

They smiled and nodded; the Mad Prince Aiden's divine favor was enough to place him among the Holy Sons, no further explanation needed.

Surprisingly, there were two more followers with hundreds of thousands of followers, which is rare in the past.

However, they still had some regrets.

If these three are magic spirit masters, and they cultivate in the Ice and Snow God Sect, their progress will be rapid, and they will surely become demigods.

The demigods and legends slowly approached the mad prince Aiden.

Aiden remained calm, his gaze inadvertently sweeping over Zhou Leng.

Jax, witnessing this scene, also secretly glanced at Zhou Leng and sighed inwardly.

Pity.

Frosthand glanced at Aiden, then at Zhou Leng, and gently shook his head.

Unfortunately, Aiden obtained the Tears of Ice and Snow; otherwise, Zhou Leng would have been the true Holy Son.

A large group of people surrounded Aiden, speaking to him with goodwill.

Aiden transformed into a refined gentleman, with impeccable manners and elegant speech, displaying a saintly demeanor.

Those who possessed fewer than ten thousand divinely favored snowflakes and whose cultivation level was below legendary carefully stepped on the milky light on the ground and slowly walked outwards.

They slowed down as much as possible.

Because these divine rays possess great power, they can purify all negative spiritual forces.

If one can remain inside for a long time, one will develop supernatural powers related to mental will.

The crowd outside the stadium was filled with anticipation.

The divine light ceased to flow once it reached the edge of the vast field.

But there was still a thin layer of light, probably less than one-tenth of the divine light, which left the vast field and continued to flow in all directions.

The crowd smiled; many of them had brought children from their tribes with them.

Although these rays of light are not as powerful as those of divine favor, they can still slightly enhance one's spiritual power.

"Woo..."

Big Yellow lowered its head, looking down at its feet, where the light reflected its image.

Suddenly, it was startled, because the light suddenly reflected countless divine snowflakes, forming a snowflake pillar that was larger and thicker than the one above the head of the mad prince Aiden.

Big Yellow looked up and saw snowflakes falling all over the sky, bright and white.

Xiao Ba paused for a moment, then sighed softly.

The crowd outside stared at Big Yellow in disbelief.

The sorcerers inside the arena were chatting and laughing with Aiden when they caught a glimpse of a brilliant light and all looked over.

Aiden also turned to look.

A sorcerer announced a number: "Eight...eight million..."

Ten times that of Aiden.

The demigods and legends of the Ice and Snow Cult stared at Big Yellow as if they had dementia.

The most bizarre sacred text in the history of the Ice and Snow Cult has been born.

Big Yellow looked up at the sky, mouth agape, with a silly expression on its face.

Zhou Leng and Emerald Wings were also dumbfounded.

Emerald Wings looked enlightened and exclaimed with genuine admiration, "This is true humility! This is true power! I'm convinced! Compared to Big Yellow, I'm not even as good as a dog. Uh..."

"Big Yellow?" Zhou Leng called out tentatively, afraid of being possessed by some force.

Da Huang immediately looked at Zhou Leng, his eyes filled with a cunning yet unfathomable look.

It's blinking frantically, what should I do? I'm in a real hurry.

Zhou Leng waved his hand and said, "Come in first."

Big Yellow jumped into the open field, stepping on the milky white light, and trotted along.

As it ran forward, its body swelled, and its fur turned from yellow to black.

Finally, it transformed into a giant wolf the size of a horse, its entire body covered in glossy black armor, with black fur flowing over the armor.

Big Yellow's head also grew longer, and its body became more beautiful and imposing.

The milky light flowed upstream along rhubarb's body and was slowly absorbed.

The demigods and legends of the Ice and Snow Cult were still struggling and hesitant, but when they saw that Da Huang had become an even more powerful ferocious beast and could absorb divine favor, they had no choice but to accept it.

Da Huang walked up to Zhou Leng, grinned, and stuck out its tongue to lick Zhou Leng's face.

With a slurp, he licked half his face of saliva.

The Frosty Hand whispered, "A new Holy Son has been born."

The demigods and legends hurriedly went to Big Yellow's side and used their beast language spells to invite Big Yellow into the temple.

Da Huang understood, but looked at Zhou Leng. Everyone immediately realized that Zhou Leng was the master of the new Holy Son.

Aiden stood there, his heart shattered into dust.

Jax sighed deeply. As expected of Zhou Leng, even his dog is better than the mad prince Aiden.

"Let's go, let's go into the temple." Zhou Leng turned and walked inside, with Da Huang following beside him.

Outside the vast field, Little Eight and other eight-toothed mammoths hopped and jumped, raised their trunks, blew their mangy whistles, and shouted loudly in celebration.

These eight-toothed mammoths were often three or four stories tall, with the tallest reaching seven stories, even taller than the giants and dragons who came to witness the ceremony.

People from various factions outside the arena, who had been holding back their laughter when they saw a dog become a holy son, were preparing to see the Ice and Snow Cult make a fool of itself.

Upon seeing that it was a ferocious beast, it fell silent.

With a ferocious beast as its holy son, the strength of the Ice and Snow Cult will likely rise to a new level.

As the group entered the temple, the divine light dissipated.

Having absorbed a great deal of divine favor, Dahuang felt awkward looking at Zhou Leng from above, so it swayed and slowly shrank back to its original form as a big yellow dog.

However, he is much stronger than before.

The demigods and legends wanted to keep Rhubarb as it was before, but then they decided to let nature take its course.

At the far end of the temple stood a faceless statue.

Beneath the statue stood a throne of ice, gleaming and dazzling.

Some of the Ice and Snow Cult's demon spirit masters looked at Big Yellow with some difficulty.

The next step is for the Holy Son to sit in the palace.

However, Aiden's eyes, which had been glazed over, gradually brightened.

still have a chance.

Because a strange thing happened in the Ice and Snow Cult back then. A holy son was favored by the gods, but he would slide off the ice throne as soon as he sat down.

Ultimately, they were forced to abandon the Holy Son, and the second most favored by God sat on it without incident, becoming the new Holy Son.

Later investigation revealed that the person had used methods to temporarily gain divine favor, which did not constitute cheating, but the Frozen Throne did not recognize it.

Aiden stared longingly at Big Yellow, his heart filled with anticipation.

Frosty Hands transmitted a message to Zhou Leng.

Zhou Leng nodded and said to Da Huang, "You sit on the throne."

Big Yellow looked puzzled, raised its right front paw, and pointed at itself.

I?
Everyone laughed.

"Yes, that's you."

Dahuang turned to look at everyone, then pointed at Zhou Leng with its paw and gently tugged at him.

Frosty Hand smiled and said, "You are the Holy Son, but he is not. Please take a seat in the hall."

Da Huang looked at Zhou Leng.

"Go."

Big Yellow nodded, carefully walked up the steps, and jumped onto the Frozen Throne.

He turned around, sat upright like a person, leaned back against the chair, and put his two front legs on the armrests on the left and right.

He crossed his left leg over his right leg, keeping his legs crossed.

He slightly raised his head, suppressed his smile, and adopted a solemn dog-like demeanor.

A divine light descended and intertwined above Big Yellow's head, forming a semi-transparent crown.

Zhou Leng turned around and looked at the stunned crowd.

"Now that you have seen the rhubarb, why don't you bow to it?"

Everyone bowed their heads and kowtowed, calling him the Holy Son of Yellow.

Aiden, dressed in a white tuxedo, bowed gracefully, his gaze blank.

The Trump family schemed for decades, only to have a dog usurp their throne.

This was followed by a series of investitures, including numerous privileges, stipends, gifts, and so on.

The ceremony concluded, and the banquet began.

In the vast banquet hall, guests from all over the world mingled and drank, and whenever the music started, men and women would go to the dance floor to dance.

However, this year's dinner was a little different.

In previous years, the first dance was an invitation from a person of the opposite sex to a holy son or daughter.

However, not knowing how to dance with a dog, I could only invite Zhou Leng.

Zhou Leng didn't know the dances of the Demon Spirit World. As soon as Frosty Hands cast a spell, Zhou Leng, like a puppet on a string, started dancing with his partner to the music.

After the music ended, the banquet returned to normal.

Many waiters surrounded Dahuang, serving it various delicacies, which Dahuang ate with great relish.

It occasionally stole a few glances at the wine, but unfortunately Zhou Leng wouldn't let it drink.

Aiden sat in the corner all night, in a daze.

Jax kept offering quiet words of comfort.

A waiter approached and whispered, "Mr. Jax, someone is looking for you."

Jax glanced at the dazed Aiden, then followed the waiter down a long corridor to the door of a room.

The waiter gestured for him to enter from the doorway, and he pushed the door open.

The living room is spacious and bright, with a huge crystal chandelier hanging down.

Opposite is a large balcony, and on the balcony, a person is standing with their back to the balcony.

Jax recognized Zhou Leng just by seeing his back.

"Your Highness Zhou Leng," Jax hurriedly greeted, then turned and closed the door.

As night fell, Zhou Leng turned around and found himself inside the white doorway, like a figure in a painting.

"Do you want to be the head of the Trupp family?"

Jax froze for a full second, his gaze suddenly sharpening as if he had made up his mind. He knelt on the ground and kowtowed nine times in a row.

He raised his head and said decisively, "Your Highness Zhou Leng, now that Da Huang has become the Holy Son, I will be your second Da Huang!"

"It's not that bad, get up."

"Yes."

“I believe you are a smart person,” Zhou Leng said.

"Rest assured, whatever your request, I will fulfill it 200%."

(End of this chapter)