Martial arts ascend to the gods

Chapter 662 War Dance
The two inquired about the situation of Zhou Lengzhen's land, repeatedly saying "666" (a Chinese internet slang for "awesome").

Zhou Leng then inquired about the recent situation in the Ten Realms.

"This is terrible! The calamity has been too cruel, driving the Tree People tribe into a complete retreat..."

"I have a bad feeling that the Heavenly Calamity is about to strike at the Mother Tree. Once the Mother Tree is uprooted, the entire Tree-Man world will be completely finished..."

"I heard that the Tree People world has finally begun to look for a way out and has arranged for some Tree People to settle in various worlds, but they have not come to our Dragon World."

"They've come to our Demon World. We've already reserved a place for the Treants, allowing them to establish a kingdom there."

"Is the situation that serious?" Zhou asked coldly.

"It's quite serious. No one expected the situation to deteriorate to this extent. Now, the various races of the Humanoid Alliance are constantly sending troops to help. They have no choice but to send them. Once the Tree People are destroyed, the pressure on the Humanoid Alliance will be unprecedented."

"Has the demigod tree spirit made a move?" Zhou Leng asked.

"He made his move, and several of them were killed by the giant insect demigod. In addition... the Heavenly Calamity Envoy personally took action and killed a total of twelve tree-man demigods. However, he also consumed a lot of his power."

Zhou Leng recalled the power of the Heavenly Calamity Envoy and sighed softly. Even as a Grandmaster, he had no power to fight it.

Emerald Wings said, "Don't worry about it. If you can't handle it, come to our Dragon World for a bit. The Heavenly Calamity Envoy won't fight us to the death. If all else fails, you can go to the Demon Spirit World. As for the Human World... I think you should just give up."

"Hmm? Important information?"

"Because everyone knows that after the Heavenly Calamity has dealt with the Tree People's World, their next target will definitely be the Human World..."

"Think about it, the world of the Iron Dwarves is barren and desolate, like a hard bone to chew on. The worlds of giants, dragons, and demons all have rich histories of battles across the ten realms, making them incredibly powerful. That leaves only the human world..."

"The key issue is that you humans have been infiltrated by the Demon Worship Cult like a fishing net, leaving you barely recognizable as human. Once the Ten Realms War begins, 70% of humanity will surrender immediately, and it's estimated that only your Dragon Kingdom and Bear Kingdom will put up a resistance."

Zhou remained silent.

Azure Flame advised, "You should make plans early. Our demigods have also predicted the fate of the human world several times, and the results are not optimistic. The key is that the Demonic Cult's power in the human world is too strong, even stronger than during the Ten Realms War..."

"It is also your own fault that the human upper class brought this upon themselves. Like greedy beasts, you only know how to hoard resources and refuse to distribute them reasonably. In the end, this will inevitably lead to the decline of the entire world. You want the horse to run but also want it to eat only a little grass. Sooner or later, you will be trampled to death by the herd."

"Our Demon Spirit World has experienced numerous wars between the Ten Realms, leading us to a conclusion. These wars are driven by advanced civilizations or even more powerful forces. Theoretically, every world could win, and every world could lose..."

"And the only factor that determines victory or defeat is whether each world can generate true civilizational power within itself..."

"It's not that you're weak, but haven't you noticed that the majority of humanity has already been controlled by the Demon Worship Cult?"

"Your civilization is being devoured by the cult of demon worship."

Zhou Leng sighed softly.

Azure Flame patted Zhou Leng on the shoulder and said, "Get ready, the gates to the Demon Spirit World are about to open..."

Emerald Wings shoved Azure Flame aside and said, "The gates to the Dragon World are forever open for you, my most beloved True King."

"Ok?"

"You can't miss the banquet tonight." Emerald Wings' face showed a sly smile.

The three continued chatting until evening, when they went to the "Ancient Dragon Palace" in Longshan.

As Cang Fei Zhi Yan walked, he asked, "What is the theme of this banquet? Why is it so grand? If I remember correctly, the Ancient Dragon Palace is the highest hall, and it is usually only open to demigods."

"The status of the true kings of the two races is far higher than that of ordinary demigods," Emerald Wings said meaningfully.

“That’s true…” Cang Fei Zhi Yan muttered softly.

As Zhou Leng entered the banquet hall, all the dragons bowed their heads and addressed him as "Your Majesty the Speaker."

Unlike the lengthy banquets of humans, the banquets of dragons are much simpler and more unrestrained.

The host, Long Xian, briefly explained that the banquet was to celebrate His Majesty Zhou Leng's successful inheritance of the Dragon God's Star of Despair and his ascension to the throne of the True King. Then, he invited all the dragons to congratulate Zhou Leng, followed by the sound of dragon dance music.

Pairs of young dragons walked onto the stage, first bowing to Zhou Leng, and then dancing a war dance together.

The dragon's war dance is extremely dynamic, integrating physiological cues with combat techniques; it is wild, beautiful, and tantalizing to the dragon's heart.

Even though Zhou Leng and some of the people present weren't dragons, they could still feel the strong implications in the dance.

After the first song ended, the young dragon left the dance floor, and a new song began.

Some of the dragons glanced furtively at Zhou Leng.

A strange smile graced Emerald Wings' face.

Zhou Leng had never studied dance, let alone performed the dragon's war dance, so he wasn't prepared to go on stage.

They sat in the shade, eating, drinking, and chatting.

The True King Trial was nerve-wracking, and I finally managed to relax.

Tap...tap...tap...

The sound of high heels clicking on the stone floor rang out, a sound that seemed to possess a magical power, stirring the soul.

Zhou Leng looked in the direction of the sound and saw a tall female dragon walking gracefully towards him.

The dragon's body was covered in fine, fiery red scales, like a shimmering red leather jumpsuit, a thin layer that outlined its exquisite curves.

Beyond her stunning figure, her breathtakingly beautiful face seemed to radiate light, illuminating the entire scene.

Snow-white face, fiery red lips.

His bright red gemstone eyes gleamed with a burning desire.

Above the forehead, a pair of small dragon horns do not appear out of place; on the contrary, they possess a magical and unusual beauty.

She didn't strike any poses or puff out her chest or sway her hips; she simply walked normally, exuding both dignity and beauty.

An indescribable charm, like a flame, burned within her, engulfing the entire arena. Despite being in dragon-human form, many of the dragons present, both male and female, were captivated by her beauty.

The female red dragon walked straight up to Zhou Leng and extended her hand.

Zhou Leng's martial arts will was undeniably strong, and his composure was unmatched among grandmasters, but for some reason, he took the initiative to reach out and stand up.

The female red dragon gave a mysterious and alluring smile and said, "Tonight, let's dance."

A familiar voice, like a bucket of cold water poured over one's head.

Zhou Leng wanted to stop, but it was too late.

"Crimson Eyes?" Zhou Leng was dumbfounded.

What kind of scheme is this?

Crimson Eyes smiled, took Zhou Leng's arm, and walked towards the center of the dance floor. With a slight upturn of her lips, she asked, "What, am I not worthy to be your dance partner?"

"That's not the case."

"Isn't that good?" After saying that, she pointed her finger, and magical light entered Zhou Leng's body.

Hundreds of types of dragon people's dance information immediately appeared in Zhou Leng's mind, and he mastered them in a short period of time, which lasted for three days and three nights.

Seeing the dragon's great hospitality and the demigod's sincerity, Zhou Leng did not refuse.

The two stepped onto the stage, and soft dance music began to play.

The two danced the most famous dance among the dragon people, "Lovers in the Water." The two warriors were like dragon people having a secret rendezvous in the water, meeting, shy, teasing, playing in the water, getting close, and entwined...

Then came two intense dance tracks, and the two danced passionately in public, like warriors and lovers at the same time.

The dragon people's dance is far more primitive and wild than that of humans, with the two people almost in full-body contact.

Fortunately, Zhou Leng had a strong martial will; otherwise, he would have been hesitant to raise the flag.

After the battle dance ended, Crimson Eyes took Zhou Leng's arm and walked towards the side hall.

The dragons' gazes were a mixture of ambiguity and envy, regardless of whether they were male or female.

Azure Flame said, "Isn't this a bad idea..."

"What's wrong with that? The continuation of life is always the top priority. We dragons are not like you humans who are hypocritical and end up deceiving yourselves, living and dying out." Emerald Wings' tone was full of disdain.

"What I mean is, we spirit masters should go first."

"cut!"

Zhou Leng and Crimson Eyes, each holding a wine glass, entered the magnificent side hall, walked onto the balcony, and gazed at the vast mountains under the night sky.

The Crimson-Eyed One finished his drink, tossed the glass off the balcony, and asked, "Would you be my king?"

"No, Your Majesty the beautiful Crimson-Eyed Queen..."

“You no longer need to call me Your Majesty; on the contrary, I should address you as Your Majesty.” Crimson Eyes revealed a faint smile.

"Then... Scarlet Eyes, don't you think that's too sudden?"

"So you're willing? Then we can take it slow."

"???" Zhou Leng couldn't understand the dragon's thought process.

With crimson eyes gazing into the distance, he slowly said, "I want to ascend to godhood, and I need endless resources. Leaving your offspring is the greatest value I can create for the dragon race, and it is also the only shortcut to obtaining resources from the race."

"Then what did I get?" Zhou Leng asked in return.

The Crimson-Eyed One turned around, his crimson eyes fixed on Zhou Leng, and laughed, "Everything I have belongs to you, my king. I've focused on cultivation and haven't tried this kind of thing before, but I'll definitely learn it soon. Besides, isn't a demigod assistant, plus a demigod bloodline among my offspring, enough?"

Zhou Leng always understood the thoughts of the dragon and giant races. In their races, this was not only a fine tradition, but also a matter of great importance to the race.

To refuse outright would be tantamount to turning against someone.

Just like two countries in the human world, if one country offers generous cooperation terms and the other country refuses, then the relationship between the two countries will immediately plummet to a freezing point.

"I'll think about it some more," Zhou Leng said.

“No problem, I don’t believe there is anyone in the Ten Realms more suitable to be your wife than me, Crimson Eyes.”

"I already have a fiancée, and we will get married."

Crimson Eyes shrugged and said, "We dragons don't care about such empty titles; I only care about superior bloodlines. Of course, as your consort, I must obey your will."

Zhou Leng recalled the chaotic relationships between the dragons, a complexity comparable to that of the high school students in Eagle Alliance Town.

The two stopped talking about that matter and started discussing cultivation and major events in the Ten Realms.

The next morning, Zhou Leng and Cang Feizhiyan got up and went to the Ice and Snow Cult, then asked the Demon Spirit Master to send a message to let them know they were safe.

Treeman World.

"No one got the Star Destroyer Bottle?" The giant-form Calamity Envoy sat on his throne, scanning everyone.

The people below were filled with trepidation.

"Then why do I sense that the Star Destroyer Bottle has left the True King's Land?"

Everyone was speechless.

“Never mind…” the Heavenly Calamity Envoy said wearily, “Establish an altar and search for the whereabouts of the Star Destroyer Bottle.”

(End of this chapter)