Martial arts ascend to the gods

Chapter 687 Wiping
At the summit of the Mother Tree, both were panting heavily, their bloodshot eyes fixed on each other.

"Are all your gods this powerful?" Zhou Leng slowly walked and circled around the Heavenly Calamity Envoy, searching for his weakness.

"I never expected there to be a human like you." The Heavenly Calamity followed Zhou Leng's movements, his eyes unblinking.

"You're very powerful. Your fighting style far surpasses that of any martial saint I know. It has a kind of simplicity and unpretentiousness that gives you a sense of returning to the true essence of things." Zhou Leng seemed to be genuinely chatting with the Heavenly Calamity Envoy.

"Want to learn? I'll teach you."

"Thank you, please teach me."

"First worship me as a god."

"Fine, you're a god, teach me."

The Heavenly Calamity Envoy suddenly smiled and said, "I've grown to like you Blue Star people, or more precisely, the Dragon Kingdom people. Even demons wouldn't dare say something like that. Among the myriad heavenly realms, only a race like yours can truly ascend to godhood, without exception."

"So-so, third in the universe." Zhou Leng continued to stall while recovering his strength.

The Heavenly Calamity said, "You deliberately retreated step by step, leading me away from the mother insect's corpse, because you were afraid I would absorb the mother insect's power?"

"Correct."

"Then they'll use the power of a destructive star to ruin my mortal body, and then use flesh and blood to wear down my strength?"

"Correct."

"Are you chatting with me now to gather your last strength, to unleash your full power, and deliver a fatal blow?"

"Correct."

"After I kill you, I'll first go and visit your Dragon Kingdom, and then destroy this interesting civilization."

Why must a civilization be destroyed?

Have you ever played video games?

"I've played it."

"I've said it before, for me, the Ten Realms are just a game."

"So, you mean your level of divine power is the same as ours as mortals? You've already been deified, yet you're still only indulging in these mundane interests? You're driven by instinctual killing, curiosity, and desire?"

"There are many different types of deities: deities of desire and deities of ideas; deities of nothingness and deities of emotion; deities of order and deities of chaos; good and evil. The universe is so vast that it's not surprising that any kind of deity appears. It's not only the deities you understand that are deities."

Zhou Leng said, "Let me give you an example. According to the human world, a god like you is equivalent to a destroyer, villain, or criminal among humans. If we use animals as an analogy, you'd be a mad dog, a rat, or an insect. Don't be angry, I'm just using an analogy."

The God of Calamity said, "You can continue with your analogies. You can compare us to bacteria or viruses. At this level, with your knowledge and understanding, you must have a question: why do bacteria and viruses arrive on Earth much earlier than you humans, yet you humans call yourselves the masters of Earth? Are the rules you humans have set, such as beauty and ugliness, good and evil, truly rules? Little do you know..."

"To bacteria and viruses, you humans are merely slightly more intelligent carriers. Even if you become a saint or a god in the future, you will still carry the genes of bacteria and viruses within you. Those genes provide you with immense power..."

"Then let me ask you a question: compared to the universe with trillions of galaxies, what are you humans?"

Zhou remained silent.

The Heavenly Calamity Envoy suddenly chuckled and said, "However, if you continue to maintain your sense of morality and your strange ability to 'determine the world,' perhaps the universe needs self-righteous individuals like you. The definition is different. For example, you humans also need nature reserves..."

"Most importantly, not every existence needs to have a meaning that you can understand. You know nothing about the universe."

Zhou Leng sighed, "I think I understand what you mean. As expected of a deity, completely unbound by all mortal concepts of morality, aesthetics, and meaning. In other words, I, Zhou Leng, am also unbound by these concepts, and unbound by your divine concepts or even your cosmic concepts, right?"

“Correct answer,” said the Calamity Messenger. “That’s why I’m interested in you Blue Star people. Unlike the emotional madness of demons, I’m more fascinated by this rational madness. If you can survive again, I’ll give you Blue Star people a small chance…”

After Tianhuoshi finished speaking, he slowly raised his right arm and pointed his index finger at Zhou Leng.

The instant he raised his right arm, Zhou Leng felt the strongest sense of crisis of his life and instinctively wanted to intervene.

However, I can't move my body.

Even their will is immobilized.

Everything about myself is still.

Only the mind is active; it can perceive and see, but apart from that, nothing else can move.

Zhou calmly looked at the Heavenly Calamity Envoy in front of him, raised his arm, and pointed at himself.

The entire process, from beginning to end, was so clear.

It was as clear as a basic punch.

There was no way to break through it.

"The enemy of God is dead."

Zhou Leng clearly sensed an indescribable, immense power emanating from this world.

This power is supreme, profound, and unquestionable.

That feeling...

It's as if I'm just the two characters "Zhou Leng" left by a pencil on a blank sheet of paper.

Frozen on a flat piece of white paper, completely still.

The divine oracle of the God of Calamity is like an eraser.

As if a pillar of heaven had descended, erasing every stroke of "Zhou Leng's" name.

The eraser was used too forcefully, and it even shredded the white paper, causing it to disappear from the world.

At this moment, Zhou Leng showed no emotion.

The emotions have been erased.

Before my eyes, time begins to flow backward.

It flowed back to the time when the mother tree was cultivating.

The battle to return to the true king's land.

Liu Hui returned to his engagement banquet with Xu Qingjin.

It flowed back to the hospital bed.

Flowing back to the great battlefield...

All the details, like the final settlement and reward scene of life, replayed in Zhou Leng's mind.

So clear, it's as if I've been given a second life.

It was so real that Zhou Leng could clearly sense that his martial arts realm was increasing at an alarming rate.

Because I am re-examining every minute and second of the past, every training session, and every battle from a higher perspective.

Flowing back to many years ago, I saw my father, mother, uncle...

It flowed back to the day when Mother held Big Yellow, whose eyes hadn't even opened yet.

Liu Hui returned to the day he first met Xu Qingjin.

……

The reverse current of time and space gradually grows vast.

Until the day he was born, Zhou Leng thought that this was the end.

But time is still flowing backward.

It turned out that it wasn't a blank sheet of paper, but an exercise book. On the exercise book were not only Zhou Leng's name, but also many other names.

Father, mother, the bloodline of the entire clan.

That giant eraser is still going on.

It wasn't until he wiped the paper down to Zhou Leng's grandfather's generation that Zhou Leng finally realized just how powerful the gods were.

Only then did I understand what it meant to be "born to die".

A single word from the gods can determine the fate of three generations.

However, the will to fight martial arts slowly began to shine.

Zhou Leng stared wide-eyed, gritted his teeth, and clenched his fists.

Don't die.

No one can erase a family's life.

Even God can't help it.

The calamity caused his body to tremble, and blood from the corner of his mouth slid down his chin and neck.

He remained calm, and finally, he gently pointed his finger forward.

The oracle has ended.

Suddenly, a crown of green leaves appeared on Zhou Leng's head.

Messenger of the Tree God, the Ancient Crown.

The green leaves of the ancient crown withered and turned yellow, one by one.

When all the green leaves turn yellow, the crown falls apart, and the withered leaves fall away.

The pupils of the calamity-bringer trembled violently.

puff……

A mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth.

His last bit of strength was blocked by the mother tree.

After experiencing the reversal of time, Zhou Leng's eyes seemed to be playing a movie, showing his life from the past.

Every detail is clearly visible and crystal clear.

Almost exactly the same as last time, except that instead of erasing in reverse order, I wrote in forward order.

The two characters "Zhou Leng," written stroke by stroke, reappeared on the workbook, just like many other names.

Zhou Leng lowered his body slightly and braced his feet against the tree branch.

boom!
The shockwave exploded, and a large area of ​​the mother tree's leaves spread out in a ring.

In the next instant, Zhou Leng appeared beside Tian Huoshi, stretched out his right arm, spread his five fingers, and pressed them against Tian Huoshi's face.

Zhou Lengqian.

The calamity struck him like an ordinary person being hit by a bus, his body flying through the air, his head slamming heavily onto the branches of the mother tree.

Tree branches a hundred times harder than steel.

boom!
boom!
bang bang bang...

Zhou Leng grabbed the head of the Heavenly Calamity Envoy and smashed it repeatedly, creating afterimages.

"Fuck your gods."

They smashed the neck of the calamity maker.

He grabbed the head and continued to smash it.

Until the enormous head shattered into pieces on the ground.

Zhou Leng consumed his Starry Sky True Energy and punched the headless corpse of the Heavenly Calamity Envoy repeatedly, shattering the corpse. He then collected the nearby branches and leaves and put them into his Starry Sky Bag.

No one knows what kind of power gods possess to bring the dead back to life.

I'll find some time to show my respect to the tree, since we've known each other for so many years, and help it by applying good fertilizer.

Zhou Leng clapped his hands and looked at the corpse of the mother insect.

Missed.

Instead, there was a strange throne.

To the left of the throne, a strange, blood-red light emanated from a mixture of black carapace and red flesh, exuding an aura of madness, tyranny, and death.

To the right of the throne, brown branches and green leaves intertwine, emitting a faint green light, filled with an aura of peace, tranquility, and life.

Two distinct halves, one on the left and one on the right, were forcibly glued together to form a throne.

At the junction in the middle, flesh and branches intertwine.

The throne of the corpses of insects and trees stands atop the mother tree.

Zhou Leng walked over, turned around, and sat on the throne.

Extend both hands and place them on the handrail.

I think I heard a sound.

Zhou Leng was too weak to listen, so he closed his eyes and went to sleep.

The throne of the illusory god emitted a faint light, which continuously entered Zhou Leng's body.

Above the great battlefield.

The three celestial staircases roared away, transforming into divine light, and flew towards the Blue Star through the stars.

Beneath the enormous celestial bone, Xu Ming raised his head and gazed at the sky.

Outside the Mother Tree, the Corpse Throne collapsed.

The Humanoid Alliance was surrounded by the vast Heavenly Calamity Army and retreated towards the Mother Tree.

Before Li Shenkong, who wielded the Star-Slaying Sword, the demons dared not charge too aggressively.

The demigod clones stood outside the battle line, waiting quietly.

"After the destruction of the star's power, the atmosphere there seems to have changed again."

"Should we try casting a spell?"

"If you're not afraid of angering His Majesty, feel free to look around."

"In any case, the battle is about to end, and the Tree People World will become an appendage of the Demon Prison."

"Without the mother insect, the giant insect will quickly give birth to a new mother insect. But the second mother tree is something that will happen thousands of years later."

"His Majesty will absorb the power of the Mother Insect and the Mother Tree, undergoing a second divine descent, bearing even more power from his original form, and ascending from the Heavenly Calamity Envoy to the Heavenly Calamity God. At that time..."

"Before him, all races submit."

(End of this chapter)