Martial arts ascend to the gods

Chapter 705 Tortoise Shell
night.

Zhou Leng instinctively sped across the sea, then followed the navigation to enter the Western Sea Demon City and head towards the Land of Ten Thousand Cores.

In preparation for the war of the ten realms, the various sea monster races built a huge war fortress in the Western Sea Demon City.

With guidance from the Heavenly Calamity Envoy, their overall strength increased by leaps and bounds.

To cooperate with the Heavenly Calamity Envoy, one hundred million sea monsters have gathered in the Western Sea Demon City right now.

Once the War of the Ten Realms begins, this number will increase tenfold.

The war fortress of the Western Sea Demon City is the foundation of the future great war and cannot be lost.

The main body of this war fortress was crafted by demigods, incorporating various divine artifacts from the ten realms. Its primary material was a large tortoise shell of illusory god level, obtained by the Heavenly Calamity Envoy on the Great Battlefield.

Currently, final construction is underway.

The giant tortoise shell, stretching for a full ten kilometers, is an island that will never sink.

The Siren plans to use this "Turtle Fortress" as a vanguard in the war of the ten realms, using the seawater to crash into human positions.

Once activated, even a martial saint cannot stop it.

This artifact alone is enough to dominate all the water systems on Earth.

Tens of millions of sea monsters are building on the turtle shell.

Along the way, Zhou Leng kept encountering sea monsters, who launched unconscious attacks all the way, and none of them could withstand a single blow.

Zhou Leng is too strong right now.

His physical body and martial will have reached their peak. He has also gone through the long road to enlightenment and the training at Shangganling. Except for the last problem that he has not yet figured out, he is almost perfect.

Even in the vast universe, he would be a true genius.

Wherever they went, no matter how many sirens there were, no matter how strong or weak they were, whether they were blue-skinned sirens, fishmen, fish demons or others, as many came, they all died.

In the sea, the power that penetrates the void travels farther and is more powerful.

Just like a bomb, the explosive power of a bomb in water is far greater than that in air.

With a casual move, Zhou Leng unleashed a terrifying force that propelled seawater with a radius of nearly a hundred meters, destroying everything in its path.

After some of the sea monsters were defeated, they fled.

But some sirens were unwilling to give up and contacted sirens from all over the world to come and besiege them.

Zhou Leng didn't care and continued to travel at Mach 5. At this speed, energy consumption was minimal. If he went any faster, the energy consumption would increase significantly.

Zhou Leng continued forward while pondering "why we are fighting".

Before long, a huge dark shadow appeared in front of them.

On the giant tortoise shell stands the outline of a castle.

Zhou Leng focused his mind entirely on his experience at Shangganling and continued forward.

"Stop!"

The siren shouted, but Zhou Leng ignored her.

"Enemy attack!"

Uh...

The continuous, undulating sound of conch shells echoed throughout the entire West Sea Demon City.

Countless sea monsters converged on the turtle shell fortress.

If the creatures ahead were just ordinary sea monsters, Zhou Leng would not personally intervene, but would only use his remaining strength to kill them.

However, the number of sirens near the Turtle Shell Fortress exceeds ten million.

The moment the sirens conceived the idea of ​​fighting, it triggered Zhou Leng's instinctive counterattack.

With a single punch, the first move of the East Wind Fist, "Fist Rising from the Green Mountains," was unleashed.

Rumble…

A huge, horizontal white vortex burst forth from Zhou Leng's fist.

It started out small, but in the blink of an eye, it transformed into a hundred-meter-long white water dragon, rushing forward at an unimaginable speed.

Wherever it passed, the force of its fist shook the earth, the seawater exploded, and it swept away all enemies.

The white water jet flew a full 500 meters before stopping.

A 500-meter-long blood-red waterway floats in front of the giant tortoise shell.

The sirens hesitated for a moment, then roared and charged at Zhou Leng.

The Turtle Shell Fortress is the essence of the Siren race and the core of the Ten Realms War; it must not fall into the hands of alien races.

The sirens charged forward relentlessly, fearless of death.

Zhou Leng instinctively continued to practice the East Wind Fist, using it in a cycle from the first move to the sixteenth move.

Zhou Leng's current strength is already beyond imagination, and with the addition of his underwater abilities, his destructive power underwater is even greater than that on land.

A single punch sent shockwaves reaching hundreds of meters.

One punch, and ten thousand demons are slaughtered.

Zhou Leng punched forward, and when he reached the turtle shell fortress, countless sea monsters were everywhere, greatly slowing him down.

However, Zhou Leng continued to ponder and instinctively practice his boxing.

Because, to date, no force has been able to make him feel threatened.

Zhou Leng stepped on the sea monster turtle shell, one step and one punch.

With a single punch, ten thousand demons shattered.

Gradually, centered on the sea monster's shell, the entire sea area transformed into a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood belonging to the sea monster.

Countless streams of blood and the flesh of sea monsters drifted in the ocean.

There were so many that they obstructed the view.

To protect the turtle shell, the sirens vowed never to retreat.

Unlike the cowardly green-skinned orcs, the Siren never suffered a true defeat in the War of the Ten Realms.

In the water, even demons, dragons, and giants cannot defeat the great siren.

Let alone a human being.

They are never afraid.

There were too many sirens, and gradually, more and more blood and corpses floated around.

After an unknown amount of time, Zhou Leng sensed something was amiss in his surroundings.

Looking up, the dark blue seawater turned crimson, and all around were the mangled corpses of sea monsters.

Layer upon layer, densely packed, like a garbage mountain in the sea.

"Ok?"

Zhou Leng looked around, vaguely understanding what had happened, and then looked down.

The exposed surface of the tortoise shell reveals mysterious patterns.

"This is... a demigod turtle isn't this big, it seems to have the aura of a quasi-god level..."

Zhou Leng reached out and placed his hand on the tortoise shell. Silver light surged from the Starry Sky Bag, instantly enveloping the entire tortoise shell castle.

shuh...

The tortoise shell castle appears at the bottom of the starry sky bag.

Zhou Leng glanced at the scene, then ran at full speed through the water, treading on the seawater, heading straight for the entrance to the Ten Thousand Core Battlefield at eight times the speed of sound.

After Zhou Leng left, countless sea monsters from the West Sea Demon City surged to the original location of the Turtle Shell Castle.

They stared blankly ahead.

Countless sea monster corpses piled up into a graveyard in the sea, resembling a blood-red school of fish, gently swaying with the seawater.

The tortoise-shell castle is gone.

Some of the sirens were so angry they almost vomited blood.

"Who exactly stole the tortoise-shell castle?"

"check!"

Zhou Leng kept moving forward.

Before long, a huge crack tens of thousands of meters long appeared on the seabed ahead.

A faint blue light emanated from the crack.

Inside, there is an independent plane, which is different from the state of a planet, but is in the form of a continent.

That place was the final battlefield of the last war between the ten realms.

With their numerous demigods, the Monster Alliance drove the Humanoid Alliance to the brink of destruction.

Little did they know, that place was also the final trap set by humankind.

Just as the demonic demigods were preparing to exterminate them, a number of human sages, led by Martial Ancestor Yu Zhimin, mobilized tens of thousands of nuclear weapons, and even hydrogen weapons.

Through meticulous calculations, a simultaneous explosion of ten thousand cores is achieved, unleashing power to its fullest potential.

Furthermore, with the aid of demigod magic and demigod artifacts, the final power of the simultaneous explosion of ten thousand cores is increased tenfold.

It's equivalent to a full-force attack from a virtual god.

When tens of thousands of suns rise, when tens of thousands of mushroom clouds ascend, a terrifying force destroys everything within a radius of tens of kilometers.

Including the demigods on both sides.

Because the Monster Alliance had placed a heavy bet on this battle, sending out a large number of demigods, it suffered the greatest losses after the battle.

The Demon Prison is incredibly powerful, with eighteen levels, equivalent to eighteen planets, and it boasts tens of thousands of demigods.

But in this battle, all the gods fell.

The destructive power of this battle exceeded that of ordinary wars between the ten realms, prompting an investigation by the Civilization Arbiters. Ultimately, they discovered that the humans of Earth were a promising new ancient civilization, and humanity was granted temporary protection.

Although later, all ten realms speculated that there was more than one reason why the Civilization Judge protected Earth.

The war of ten thousand cores was too brutal. Whether it was the simultaneous explosion of ten thousand cores with ten times the power or the death of a large number of demigods, it completely changed the nature of power in this plane.

It even tore the earth apart, unleashing planetary-level power.

The entire plane was shrouded in strange radiation.

Even the dimensional portals have changed, and demigods can no longer enter them.

Even though everyone knows that there may be treasures in the Battlefield of Ten Thousand Cores, demigods cannot enter, and grandmasters need to take multiple precautions to enter, so very few people go in.

Only powerful Grandmaster Kings, in order to ascend to Sainthood and comprehend the War of Ten Thousand Cores of yesteryear, would risk entering this realm.

Even if one manages to enter, one can only remain on the periphery, unable to enter the center of the simultaneous explosion of ten thousand cores.

Even demigods cannot approach that place.

Zhou Leng gazed at the deep blue seabed crack and sensed a familiar presence.

Destructive Star Power.

However, the destructive star power inside is much weaker than that in the True King's Land.

I don't know the most crucial part, the strength of the Star Destruction Force.

Zhou Leng accelerated towards the dark blue crack.

Inside lies the end of the Martial Saint's Battle Path.

Battlefield of Ten Thousand Cores.

The external force protected the Demon Brain and other items that were easily destroyed by the Destruction Star Power, and then it leaped into the dark blue light.

The passage between the two worlds was colorful, and after walking a few steps, the view ahead suddenly opened up.

In the very center of the mountain, a vertical crack emanates a jet of eerie blue light.

Zhou Leng stepped out of the crack and looked up into the distance.

Thick dust clouds covered the sky, making it pitch black and obscuring starlight and sunlight.

But on the distant land, a huge white light shone, radiating intense heat.

The surface temperature here exceeds 200 degrees Celsius.

The world was a barren landscape of bare rocks and earth, with no trace of vegetation.

As far as the eye could see, there was no life in sight.

The destructive stellar power fell silently outside Zhou Leng's body, and was blocked by the power of the immortal stellar body when it reached a meter away from him.

It formed a semi-transparent rainbow light shield, like a transparent eggshell.

Some of the destructive power was absorbed, and some was reflected back.

Zhou Leng sensed the destructive power of the star for three seconds, then started running.

When they had run about ten kilometers away, they began to spot people.

There are human warriors, dragons, giants, and demons...

They were all grandmasters.

The Grandmaster King, who has the potential to become a demigod.

Zhou Leng had seen most of these people's names in various sources.

They are all veteran masters from various fields.

Wang Baichan, a grandmaster who has dominated the Blue Star for twenty years.

Ivan, the first grandmaster king of the Bear Kingdom, also known as the Bear King.

Black Moon Shadow, the future Dragon King of the Black Moon Dragon Clan.

Golden Azure, a member of the Golden Giant clan.

There are also many demigod races and demons. These demigod races rarely operate in the outside world, and they did not even participate in the Heavenly Calamity Army. They did not even participate in the last war of the ten realms.

Their bloodline, even in the starry sky, would be considered noble.

In the Demon Prison, once a demon's direct descendants from the third generation all ascend to demigod status, their bloodline and body will be transformed into angels, becoming the true gods of the Demon Prison, the Demon Prison Angels.

(End of this chapter)