Martial arts ascend to the gods

Chapter 719 Conquest
Beneath the giant, frost-covered tree.

Zhou Leng didn't go directly to Mammoth Mountain. Instead, he pretended to cultivate under the tree and gave Da Huang a look.

Big Yellow understood immediately and began wandering around, searching for the golden pages.

When Zhou Leng finished his cultivation and opened his eyes, Da Huang shook its head but didn't wag its tail.

Turning my head to look at the golden pages under the tree, I looked at the first one.

The first one contains the complete "Ten Rebellious Beast Fist".

However, my previous level of divine script was too poor to learn directly, so I could only start learning from the second one with translation.

Now that his divine writing level is gradually improving, he is already a 49th grade student and will soon be able to complete his final exams.

The first three chapters of "Ten Rebellious Beast Fist"—Standing Elephant, Flying Whale, and Crouching Serpent—have all been completed.

The fourth chapter, "The Reversed Ape Chapter," is a martial arts technique at the level of a martial saint, which I have never practiced.

Zhou Leng flipped over, supporting himself on the ground with both hands, and began to cultivate the Reverse Ape Chapter.

Images of the Inverted Ape Chapter's techniques appeared in his mind, and his energy flowed through his body like a river, following the instructions of the technique.

One loop, two loops, three loops...

When the fourth cycle appears, the power of the Standing Image Chapter is incorporated into it, clearly distinct from the Reverse Ape Chapter, without interfering with each other, while simultaneously strengthening the body.

The fifth cycle, the sixth cycle, the seventh cycle...

At the beginning of the eighth cycle, the power of the Flying Whale Chapter was added to the foundation of the Standing Elephant Chapter and the Reverse Ape Chapter.

Starting from the twelfth cycle, the chapter on the hidden snake will be added.

The four forces flow within the body, mostly like nearby rivers, flowing independently, but there are always many points of convergence.

The instant the four stars transformed, four round moon-like stars appeared in the sky above Zhou Leng, arranged in an arc.

The cool moonlight descended from the sky, sprinkling down specks of white frost that landed on my body.

Amidst the stars, blurry black silhouettes emerge, representing four ancient celestial beasts.

"Ten Rebellious Beast Fist" has officially entered the Starry Sky level.

A wisp of ancient beast aura, even purer than that of a ferocious beast, emanated from Zhou Leng's body.

A large number of objects within a radius of tens of meters centered on Zhou Leng were suspended in mid-air and slowly rotated.

Clipped grass, pebbles, soil, backpack, training equipment...

Even Da Huang's eyes widened, its body hovering in mid-air, circling around Zhou Leng like it was on a carousel.

Everything surrounds it.

At the farthest point, a ring of dust forms.

A miniature planetary ring is born.

The prototype of the starry sky body is activated.

The true energy of the starry sky within Zhou Leng's body began to integrate into his body in a completely new form.

Previously, a great deal of the starry sky could have been wasted.

The thirteenth cycle, the fourteenth cycle...

Finally, Zhou Leng felt his body being pushed to its limit by the four forces, and his upside-down hands began to sway slightly. So he stopped cultivating and returned to the ground.

The skin all over the body was slightly red, and the muscles under the skin were twitching gently.

The muscles are on the verge of collapse, as if they're just one step away from breaking down.

Even when battling a lower-level demon or demigod, his muscles hadn't reached this level of limit.

"A very powerful training method..."

Zhou Leng never expected that his dignified Martial Saint body would only last for fourteen cycles, far from the complete thirty-six cycles.

Looking around, everything was exactly the same as before the cultivation, even the location of Big Yellow hadn't changed.

But for some reason, I felt that the surrounding environment had changed.

"Let's go rest at Mammoth Lake."

Zhou Leng realized that his body couldn't recover in a short time, so he threw two Dragon Tiger Pills into his mouth and headed towards Mammoth Lake.

Little Hachi was waiting there, smiling as he came over. As he got closer, Little Hachi's eyes widened, and he kept sniffing around with his nose, then he jumped around excitedly.

Walk to the Tree of Life.

The branches and roots of the mother tree grafted onto it have completely merged with the trunk.

This led to its astonishing growth.

Originally, the trunk was only a dozen meters in diameter, but now it has swelled to a hundred meters, as big as a stadium.

Although it is not as good as the mother tree, it has far surpassed any tree of life.

Next, given enough time and power, it can grow into the new mother tree of the beast world.

Zhou Leng then gave it some branches from the mother tree and collected a large amount of highly concentrated life water.

A man, a yellow dog, and a mammoth float in Mammoth Lake, soaking in the lake water, drinking the water of life, and enjoying a tranquil life.

After fully recovering, he returned to the Frost Tree and looked towards the Gates of Purgatory.

Now, Zhou Leng finally understands the power levels of the Gate of Purgatory.

True cosmic-level power.

Previously, I didn't quite understand what level the Evil God's Gaze on the tenth level was, but now I'm basically certain that it's at least the cultivation level of a true god.

Before this, the first level, the Land of Swords and Weapons, the second level, the Valley of Insects and Beasts, and the third level, the Palace of Spring Colors... were completed, but only a small part was not finished.

Having completed the fourth level of the Crimson Lotus Fire Hell, I am now on the fifth level, the Realm of Nothingness.

Upon merely seeing the name "Void Realm," Zhou Leng felt an unimaginable sense of dread rise within his body and martial will.

That pure nothingness is a denial of everything about oneself; that kind of pain far surpasses any physical hardship.

Life cannot survive in a state of nothingness.

To merge into nothingness means absolute death.

Combating nothingness requires unimaginable power.

Prior to this, Zhou Leng had never attempted the Void Realm a second time because he couldn't find a way to counter it.

But after experiencing the Martial Saint's Path, he gradually came to understand many things.

There is only one way to combat nothingness.

Establish your own existence, your true self.

The physical me, the conscious me, the spiritual me.

Only when these three are combined can I exist.

Without one, it is impossible to fight against nothingness.

Zhou Leng chose to enter the fifth level of the Purgatory Gate, the Realm of Nothingness.

Everything in my memory has been erased by nothingness.

Then, everything about myself was erased by nothingness.

But a glimmer of inspiration, existing in a state of emptiness. That was the unified body, consciousness, and mind that Zhou Leng had established after experiencing the Martial Saint's path.

That version of me was like a candle flame in the wind, constantly flickering.

The power of nothingness constantly erodes, negates, and erases.

After an unknown amount of time, the flame dissipated.

Zhou Leng was thrown out of the Gate of Purgatory, his eyes opened, but there was not a trace of light in them.

It was as if death had struck.

After a long while, the light deep in his eyes slowly spread out.

"call……"

Zhou Leng sat up abruptly, as if he were drowning, gasping for breath.

They experienced another long death.

Unlike the previous trials at the Gates of Purgatory, which were mostly just failures, no different in essence from getting a question wrong, urinating on your leg, or tripping and falling, this trial was different from the previous ones.

In the realm of nothingness, one experiences true death at the level of life.

Zhou Leng even suspected that without the Frost Giant Tree senior, he might have died in the Gates of Purgatory.

Next time I have the chance, I'll ask Crystal Dust.

However, the experience of feeling emptiness now is no longer as terrifying as the first time.

Because I felt the power of life.

I felt my presence.

As long as I hold the spear, I will be there.

The body is a spear, consciousness is a spear, the mind is a spear, martial arts are a spear, all one's abilities are a spear, and the definition of oneself is a spear...

Zhou Leng stood up, no longer disturbed by the void.

Having "I" and become "human," then passing through the realm of nothingness is only a matter of time.

In the world of will, the mountains of will in the three realms shine brightly.

After resting at Mammoth Lake again, Zhou Leng, Xiao Ba, and Da Huang arrived at Mammoth Mountain.

Sensing Zhou Leng's demigod aura, the Mammoth Tribe and its vassal tribes went into a frenzy.

They knelt on both sides, making way for Zhou Leng to sit in the main seat.

Zhou Leng, in his capacity as the leader of the Octodont Mammoth demigods, officially announced that the Octodont Mammoth clan would travel to their ancestral land and embark on the path to the Star Altar.

Everyone was in a frenzy.

The entire tribe began its final preparations.

The journey to our ancestral homeland was arduous and lengthy.

Too many ethnic groups fail halfway through, and many ethnic groups fail repeatedly.

But that is the mission of the ferocious beast.

That evening, the ancestral worship ceremony was held.

The ferocious beasts, who simplified everything, completed a sacrificial ritual that was incredibly complex even for humans.

After the ritual was completed, blood gushed into the sky.

Not long after, in a distant place, another ferocious beast clan responded, also initiating ancestral land sacrifices.

Of the two ethnic groups, only one will ultimately be able to set foot on their ancestral land.

The next morning, a caravan of naturally formed eight-toothed mammoths, carrying a makeshift palace on their backs, set off.

The palace's base was square, about 80 meters on each side, and was made of solid logs stacked together.

On the log stood a palace that was approximately 1,000 square meters in size.

Zhou Leng sat on the throne in the center of the palace, gazing ahead.

Ahead, the elite of the eight-toothed mammoth tribe led the way.

To the left, right, and rear, large groups of people were arranged in slightly disordered square formations.

More than 100,000 ferocious beasts slowly ran towards their ancestral land.

One of the formations consisted of more than a dozen demonic chariots.

Snowflake badges hang on the demon carriage.

The Ice and Snow Cult's demon spirit masters dispatched a true demon spirit legion to aid in the battle.

Looking at this massive army, Zhou Leng recalled the war of ten thousand cores.

Before long, the Monster Alliance and the Humanoid Alliance will begin a great war that will burn across the ten realms.

Every hundred kilometers the army advanced, all the ferocious beasts roared to the sky in unison.

The roar of ten thousand voices reached the heavens.

A thousand miles later, ahead, a thick, dark line moved.

Upon approaching, they transformed into a vast army of beasts composed of various races.

The total number is close to 30,000.

"Ow..."

Both sides of the ferocious beasts roared in unison, and apart from Zhou Leng's demigod honor guard, the rest of the army quickened their pace.

The two sides gradually approached each other until the eight-toothed mammoth at the front raised its trunk and roared loudly.

Rumble…

Both sides accelerated and charged.

Like two giant dark clouds colliding on the ground.

Soon, the dark clouds transformed into two torrents, surging wildly.

Zhou sat calmly, gazing at the battlefield in the distance.

This is both an obstacle and a form of etiquette for the ferocious beast.

The 30,000 ferocious beasts were merely one of the testers of our ancestors.

These ferocious beasts were mostly composed of groups that had been defeated by the mammoths and refused to submit.

They used their lives to uphold ancient customs, to commemorate their fallen kinsmen, and to honor them with their indomitable spirit.

However, the eight-toothed mammoths were too powerful.

Since they obtained the complete "Standing Image Chapter", their bloodline seemed to receive an ancient call, and their strength greatly increased.

The brand-new eight-toothed mammoths, like ancient behemoths, surge into the enemy ranks, charging, crashing, trampling, and slaughtering...

Just ten minutes later, the mammoths, with unparalleled momentum, crushed the army of 30,000 ferocious beasts.

Ferocious beasts fled across the mountains and plains, but the mammoths pursued them with ease.

On the battlefield, ferocious beasts of various races collect the flesh and blood of the fallen.

(End of this chapter)