Martial arts ascend to the gods

Chapter 688 Dead
"I hope Your Majesty has a pleasant time."

"I've heard people say that His Majesty seems to like destroying a planet and then turning the entire planet into an ornament to be placed in the temple. I wonder which world he will choose this time."

"He and the Demon Prison lords seem to have discussed this matter. It was probably that His Majesty would help the Demon Prison devour one world, and as for the other worlds, His Majesty could choose one to take back and play with."

"How great are the gods! They can hold a planet in the palm of their hand."

Fortunately, power is on the side of evil.

The demigod clones smiled.

As night approached, the battlefield underwent dramatic changes.

All the humanoid alliance troops were driven into the large pit surrounding the mother tree.

The demons of the Heavenly Calamity Army kept jumping into the pit and launching an attack.

The number of humanoid alliance members is decreasing, decreasing.

During their break, Wang Boxiong, Chen Shouhu, Li Shenkong, and many other masters gathered together and discussed things in hushed tones.

Nearly a hundred grandmasters from various races, along with a few tree people, looked at each other.

"The mother tree hasn't made a move yet, the outcome is already decided. Should we retreat?"

“I think we have done more than enough,” said the Iron Dwarf’s Furnace.

“Yes, my power is almost exhausted. If I continue fighting, it may damage my very foundation,” said a Grandmaster Demon Spirit Master.

What is your opinion, humans?

Some human masters also said it was okay.

But Hu Xiong Kong and the other two remained silent.

The three of them remained silent, and the other human grandmasters dared not retreat.

"Wang Boxiong, what's your opinion?" Julu asked.

"Wait a little longer," Wang Boxiong said.

"You did this for Zhou Leng, didn't you? I heard that he went crazy for some reason and climbed up a tree to participate in the battle of the virtual gods."

"What happened up there? Can a magic master take a look?"

“During the battle between the three gods, a demon spiritist cast a spell to watch, and then died.”

"What about the drones?"

"Destroyed by the power of the destructive star."

“Actually, the mother tree may not necessarily fail,” a tree master whispered.

"Of course we hope so..."

Suddenly, the Tree Master who was speaking abruptly raised his tree crown and looked up at the mother tree.

All the treants, whether near or far, even those still engaged in battle, turned to look at the towering canopy.

The glistening sap flowed down the rough bark.

One after another, the tree-men charged toward the front lines without uttering a word, like madmen.

"what happened?"

Everyone stood up and looked at the tree man with unease.

“Take a close look at the mother tree.”

Upon closer inspection, everyone noticed that the luster on the surface of the mother tree's leaves was slowly dimming.

Such a powerful deity would not die instantly; there must be residual power.

But now, even the remaining power is probably gone.

At the same time, the giant insect swarm in the distance suddenly roared.

Some giant insects suddenly rammed their heads into the ground, killing themselves.

Some giant insects acted recklessly, wreaking havoc and killing treants, monster allies, and even other giant insects.

As the wind blew, a cloud of madness and fear spread across the battlefield.

"They're all dead..."

Li Shenkong let out a soft sigh.

"Let's prepare to retreat," someone else said.

"Should we... go up into the tree and take a look?" Giant Furnace asked cautiously.

Everyone rolled their eyes.

Is that a place only a grandmaster can go?
Even a martial saint would die if he went there.

Chen Shouhu looked at Wang Boxiong and asked, "What about Zhou Leng?"

Wang Boxiong frowned slightly, remaining silent.

Chen Shouhu sighed softly. If even Wang Huaixiong couldn't do anything about it, then this matter was truly difficult.

"I'll go up and take a look," Li Shenkong said.

"Forget it. If you dare go up there, I'll go tell your grandfather on you," Chen Shouhu said.

"What should I do?"

No one answered.

The battles at the Void God level were truly awe-inspiring.

Everyone has experienced the divine oracle of the Heavenly Calamity Envoy. Although part of it was dispelled by the sound of the Star-Slaying Sword, that power continues to affect everyone.

A faint shadow fell over everyone's heart.

He wanted to struggle, but he was powerless.

They desperately wanted to escape, but couldn't bring themselves to do it.

They were not even aware of this strange contradiction.

Everyone seemed to be nailed to this spot by an invisible force.

An invisible force controls their life and death.

God.

"If we don't leave now, we won't be able to leave at all," the giant furnace said softly.

The group found themselves at the bottom of a large pit near the mother tree, gazing at the edge of the pit ahead.

Countless monsters were scattered everywhere, constantly rushing into the large pit.

Directly in front, the demigod clones were looking this way.

Those demigod clones were also filled with doubt.

If divine calamity has prevailed, why hasn't it appeared yet?

If they lose, then how come the mother tree and the giant worm also die?

Could it be that we're going to die together?
Those around the Mother Tree seemed to be caught in a dream woven by the gods.

Tree-men and giant insects engage in a frenzied battle.

"The giant insect has breached the defenses!"

"continue!"

Everyone resting under the tree stood up and looked at each other.

Wang Boxiong, Chen Shouhu, Li Shenkong...

Everyone seemed to be drawn to the battlefield by an invisible force.

The demon demigod avatars in the distance were filled with emotion upon witnessing this scene.

"Before God, there are no enemies. These blasphemous lives will be buried here, and they will not be able to leave even if they want to."

"I've heard that the battles between the gods are incredibly terrifying. Even if they don't target mortals, and their destructive forces don't even get close, just being close to the battlefield of the gods will cause vast swathes of life in star systems to slowly self-destruct, leaving entire planets desolate."

"The power of the gods is unimaginable."

"However, one thing is certain."

"Oh?"

Everyone looked at the second demigod avatar of the Sword of Innocence. "The Mother Tree has fallen; her roots will not fall on us."

The demigod clones smiled.

“The lowly should not presume to know the gods. But we can clear the battlefield for His Majesty before he appears.”

"War?"

"Start the war."

More than twenty demigod avatars stood together, jumped into the pit, and strolled towards the front line, chatting and laughing all the way.

These demigod avatars had not even arrived yet; they had only approached, yet they had already stirred up waves of fear within the humanoid alliance.

They had witnessed firsthand how easily a demigod's clone could kill a grandmaster.

Chen Shouhu said, "Now, we really can't leave. Li Shenkong, lend me your divine sword, I want to try it out too. If I can't kill a demigod, I can kill a demigod's clone. It's a bit of a loss, but not much."

Everyone looked at Li Shenkong.

The experienced masters present could tell at a glance that Li Shenkong was on his last legs.

"The Star-Slaying Sword rarely accepts others, and it is very likely to hurt people."

"Stop being so fussy. I'm about to die anyway. Why should I be afraid of it? Either the sword will kill me, or the demigod's clone will kill me. It makes no difference."

Li Shenkong handed the sword to Chen Shouhu.

Everyone looked closely.

Chen Shouhu took the Star-Slaying Sword, but nothing happened; it was just an ordinary sword.

Li Shenkong was taken aback for a moment, then asked, "You've practiced the sword techniques of the Ancient River Sect?"

"I have practiced basic swordsmanship."

Chen Shouhu drew his Star-Slaying Sword, its blade a dark blue-black color with a silver edge, upon which starlight shimmered.

"So handsome."

Chen Shouhu, sword in hand, scanned the nearby grandmasters.

"I don't know why, but I have this inexplicable feeling that I'm going to die here. To be honest, I'm a little scared, a little cowardly. But fear as it may be, cowardice as it may be, there's still something I have to do..."

He glanced at the canopy of the mother tree and continued, "Zhou Leng is probably dead. That guy could have..."

He then looked at Li Shenkong.

"While we're fighting for our lives, you find a chance to escape. In the end, I'll throw the sword to you."

“There are only Li clan members who died in battle, not Li clan members who fled,” Li Shenkong replied.

“Zhou Leng is gone. Humanity is left with only one top-tier survivor. The upcoming Ten Realms War will require your help,” Chen Shouhu said.

Li Shenkong said expressionlessly, "My dantian is damaged."

The human masters present were shaken, and an unimaginably complex look appeared in their eyes.

Chen Shouhu and Wang Boxiong were both stunned.

The heavens have annihilated the human race.

To date, humanity has no real means of healing the dantian.

It can only be healed slowly; even a Martial Saint can only maintain the condition, not fully recover.

Li Shenkong is a legend in martial arts.

Chen Shouhu took a slow, deep breath, and finally couldn't hold it in any longer.

"Damn calamity messengers, damn demons, damn the Ten Realms War..."

"Fuck you!"

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

After Chen Shouhu finished roaring, he strode forward.

The battle horn sounded across the sky.

Chen Shouhu took the lead, wielding the Star-Slaying Sword, killing insects and demons alike.

Until he was surrounded by the demigod's clones.

He activated the Star-Slaying Sword, killing three demigod clones in succession. Then, his power was exhausted, and he retreated step by step.

Wang Boxiong received the sword and slashed at the demigod's clone.

Then, one by one, the grandmasters of the Ancient River Sect received the Star-Slaying Sword.

Even if he can't kill the demigod's clone, he can still kill multiple grandmasters.

For a time, the morale of the humanoid alliance soared, and they gained the upper hand.

When the Star-Slaying Sword returned to Chen Shouhu's hands once again, the grandmasters fell into a long silence.

The cost of activating the Star-Slaying Sword is too high; even a grandmaster can only wield it two or three times.

At this point, Chen Shouhu can only swing his sword once at most.

But ahead, there are still twenty-one demigod clones left.

Chen Shouhu grinned and said, "Gentlemen, I'll be going first!"

He charged forward, brandishing his divine sword, and when he found an opportunity, unleashed a powerful strike.

A hundred-meter-long sword wave erupted, cleaving the heavens and earth, tearing the demigod's avatar in front of it into pieces.

Then, Chen Shouhu stumbled backward.

"careful!"

Suddenly, all the demigod clones attacked in unison, rushing straight at Chen Shouhu and his group.

But no one could wield the sword.

One by one, the grandmasters rushed forward, blocking Chen Shouhu's path, and then, one by one, they fell down.

The demigod clones, working together, are comparable to a newly promoted demigod.

Before them, the innate and grandmaster-level members of the Humanoid Alliance fell like weeds, in vast swathes.

The demigod avatar of the Sword of Innocence, wielding two new flaming longswords—demigod artifacts—smiled as he charged toward the crowd.

The humanoid alliance is retreating step by step.

The demigod clones, like shadows in the sky, covered the battlefield and stretched out.

Where the mother tree was, a figure jumped down, landed, and began to run, faster and faster.

The speed exceeds ten times the speed of sound.

One second, approximately 3.5 kilometers.

The clone of the Sword of Innocence suddenly paused, a familiar feeling welling up in its heart, and looked up.

A similar dark shadow swept by.

Looking down, I saw that both hands had disappeared, and blood was spurting from the severed wrists.

Its head tilted to the side, and it fell down.

"It's Zhou Leng!"

A demigod clone suddenly shouted.

Under the cover of night, the two giant swords resembled wings spread out and spinning.

A brilliant arc of flames bursts forth.

The blazing firelight danced in the eyes of Chen Shouhu and the others.

A peaceful smile appeared on their faces.

In the blink of an eye, the flames spun dozens of times in an arc.

Monster limbs flew everywhere.

The arc of flames surged forward, bursting forth on the battlefield in the night.

"Your scourge is dead."

The standard demonic language echoed in the air like a series of thunderclaps.

(End of this chapter)