Martial arts ascend to the gods

Chapter 724 Meeting
The dazzling light amidst the ancient beasts is something I long for.

"This must be the true god..."

As Zhou Leng was thinking, a strange noise came from the side.

Turning around, I saw that Da Huang's body was uncontrollably swelling up, transforming into a black wolf ten meters long.

The head became pointed and elongated, and below the eyes on both sides of the face, one wound after another appeared, forming a line.

Within the wound, one after another silver orbs of light appeared, like silver eyeballs, but they were not eyes.

Seven appeared on each of the left and right sides.

Its fur stood on end, making it look like a silver-eyed black wolf.

It's a bit strange, but also more domineering.

After a while, Da Huang blinked, saw Zhou Leng beside him, rolled his eyes, returned to normal, and grinned.

Zhou Leng rubbed Da Huang's head, then stepped through the gate.

The eight-toothed mammoth and the big yellow dog passed through the gate together.

The other tribes that depended on the eight-toothed mammoth looked at it with envy as they parted to the sides, bypassing the gate to their ancestral land.

The group continued onward, and every ten kilometers they traveled, a group of demigods would be waiting for them, led by a grandmaster beast, offering their family's medicinal fruits and treasures.

The mammoth tribe divided all the medicinal fruits and treasures in two, keeping one portion within the tribe and giving the other to Zhou Leng.

The mammoth herd continued to advance, while the demigod herd sent a continuous stream of gifts.

Finally, the mammoth herd arrived at the ancestral temple.

Zhou Leng led the eight-toothed mammoth and Da Huang to complete the ancestral land sacrifice in the presence of the demigod clan.

The eight-toothed mammoth has officially settled in its ancestral homeland.

That evening, dozens of demigod clans held a grand banquet together, with millions of ferocious beasts scattered around the banquet.

A carnival unfolded in the night.

In a remote valley.

A ferocious mountain bear excitedly charged into the valley and loudly announced that the battle was over and that everyone should now proceed to Wangshan!
The remnants of the Zhao clan, who had been cooped up in the valley for many days, cheered and jumped for joy. They followed the Flying Mountain Bear, left the valley, and ran towards the direction of Wang Mountain.

Many young martial artists were incredibly excited, repeatedly muttering a phrase they had been repeating lately.

"Three thousand Zhao clans can swallow up Zhou!"

After the ancestral land celebration, the Mammoth Elder and the Demon Spirit Master accompanied Zhou Leng to choose the old land of the original Eight-Toothed Mammoth Clan as their new clan land.

Then, the entire tribe set off, traveling swiftly for thousands of miles to reach the old land of the mammoths.

Upon seeing the legendary architectural ruins and the familiar yet unfamiliar remains of the mammoth tribe, many eight-toothed mammoths burst into tears.

Many vassal groups were also moved by the scene and secretly wiped away tears.

Subsequently, the elders of the eight-toothed mammoth clan announced that they would begin building their territory here.

A day later, the Flying Mountain Ferocious Bear Masters visited again and spoke of the Wangshan Treasure.

The mammoth herd is in dire need of rebuilding and desperately needs treasure.

Elder Mammoth first sent a ferocious beast to explain the situation to Platinum Dragon Lion, and then asked Zhou Leng to lead an army of five thousand ferocious beasts to Wang Mountain with Flying Mountain Ferocious Bear.

After a long journey, and with the approval of the Platinum Dragon Lion Clan, the group stopped in front of a giant mountain 30,000 meters high.

Following the methods of their ancestors, the Flying Mountain Bear performed a blood sacrifice to unlock the treasure of King Mountain.

The blood sacrifice was completed, and Mount Wang trembled.

Rumble…

The mountain surface collapsed, revealing a large gate.

The gate was made of metal, bone, and various strange materials. It looked like it was pieced together, yet it exuded a powerful aura.

The Flying Mountain Bear used ancestral records to open the gate.

When the gate was pushed open, a huge hall appeared before the beasts.

The hall was empty, except for a throne carved from rough rock at the very back.

The hall is flanked by numerous large gates.

Flying Mountain Bear looked at the two gates on either side with a broad smile.

"Please, great new king of the ancient beasts, take your seat!"

After the magician finished translating, Zhou Leng nodded and leaped onto the enormous rock throne.

The throne was carved according to the buttocks of the demigod flying mountain bear, occupying an area of ​​more than one hundred square meters.

Subsequently, the eight-toothed mammoths and the flying mountain bears entered each gate in turn, retrieved the ancestral treasures, and distributed them.

As a former demigod race, the Flying Mountain Ferocious Bears lived in their ancestral land and accumulated a great deal of wealth, including spoils from the ancient war between the ten realms.

Zhou Leng had no interest in this treasure and planned to leave it to the mammoth clan, or at most give some to the elf clan.

After all, he had received too many congratulatory gifts along the way.

He has a portion of almost every specialty product from the world of ferocious beasts, except for the extremely rare ones.

Those demigod beast clans may fight each other normally, but they showed great magnanimity in this situation, offering only the best things.

Many of these are demigod-level items; I'll have to ask a spirit master to label them later.

Zhou Leng sat on the throne, quietly watching the ferocious beasts bustling about.

Several spirit masters were chatting nearby.

"As expected of the strongest beast in the Ten Realms, it has a truly rich fortune."

"Tsk tsk, did you guys hear the sound of that piece of metal hitting the ground just now? That's the sound only Starry Sky Magic Gold makes, just like a piece of music..."

"Hmm? The thing they're carrying around like junk looks like a set of semi-divine artifacts..."

Upon hearing this, Zhou Leng immediately summoned Flying Mountain Bear and Mammoth Master to inquire about the type of treasure.

It turns out that the ferocious beasts are physically powerful but have a low level of civilization. They don't even use divine artifacts, and many otherworldly items are treated as decorations.

They had only one requirement for the decorations: the more sturdy, the better.

Therefore, the treasure contains a large number of sturdy otherworldly items. "Let me take a look at some."

The ferocious beast obeyed the order and carried over piles of things, spreading them out on the ground in front of the throne.

Zhou Leng glanced at it, and his eyes twitched involuntarily.

The demon mages rolled their eyes, wishing they could just grab their swords and chop the ferocious beasts to pieces.

So many semi-divine artifacts were just left as trash, causing most of them to corrode.

Many precious treasures were also damaged.

Zhou Leng solemnly criticized the beasts for their extravagance and waste, and then, after consulting with all parties, decided to take everything that humans could use.

The Flying Mountain Bear and the Mammoth didn't care, only the Spirit Masters were dumbfounded.

All these things combined amount to trillions, which would be considered top-tier wealth even in the world of demons.

But the ferocious beasts didn't care at all and gave it to them without hesitation.

After giving it to him, he remarked that this demigod was truly generous, choosing trash over treasure.

Everyone was busy, and Zhou Leng continued to collect treasures.

As the event drew to a close, the masters ceased their duties, allowing their subordinates to continue their work. They gathered beneath the throne, taking out food and medicinal fruits, and ate and chatted as they went.

The demon master helped Zhou Leng translate important dialogue.

As they chatted, the conversation turned to the dinner party they would have when they got back.

Zhou Leng took out the claw of the Dire Wolf God, waved it, and said, "When we get back today, we'll eat this. Boil water, pluck the feathers, stew it, and it will be especially delicious."

The magician translated it into the language of the ferocious beasts, and a flying mountain bear immediately said, "As expected of the new king, the claws of the dire wolf are a famous delicacy in the world of ferocious beasts. If you add human cooking methods, it will surely create a miracle."

So the ferocious beasts started talking about the various delicacies of the beast world, most of which were eaten raw, but occasionally cooked using natural volcanoes and other natural places.

As everyone was chatting, a group of young Flying Mountain Bears ran in from outside the hall to report to the Flying Mountain Bear Elders.

Zhou Leng didn't pay any attention at first, but the demon spirit masters listened with surprise, translating as they went.

"They say the Flying Mountain Bear clan has allied with humans..."

“A full three thousand people. Judging from their accounts, they were not only from Earth, but also from the Dragon Kingdom…”

"They said that those humans were willing to unite with the Flying Mountain Bear and help it grow stronger..."

"However, they had one request: to kill someone for them. The Flying Mountain Bear couldn't communicate with humans and didn't know who to kill, but it readily agreed..."

"Your Majesty, these Flying Mountain Bears say they wish to lead the humans from outside to pay homage to you. I wonder if they have the honor?"

The Flying Mountain Bears looked at Zhou Leng with a mixture of anticipation and worry.

This is a world of ferocious beasts; without the support of a powerful force, they dare not form an alliance with other races.

Zhou Leng was also very curious about who was so lucky to gain the approval of the ferocious beast.

So he said, "Let them in; perhaps they are my friends."

"Yes!"

The Flying Mountain Bears rubbed their paws together, extremely excited. They discovered that the humans did indeed resemble the new king somewhat, except for their aura.

So, a composed and fierce bear master led his men out and then led three thousand people toward the main hall.

As they walked, he sternly instructed them to be humble, sincere, and respectful of the gods.

Rao Xuan and the other members of the Zhao clan were extremely excited when they learned that they were going to pay homage to the ferocious beast demigod.

They were well aware of the strength of the ferocious beast demigods, who could easily defeat other demigods of the same rank and were infamous for their ferocity.

Upon hearing the instructions, the three thousand men lowered their heads and walked forward respectfully, finally stopping at the threshold of the gate, hesitant to raise their heads.

The fierce bear master pressed down with his paw, and three thousand people knelt on the ground and bowed in worship.

Zhou Leng couldn't see the faces of the three thousand people, so he said, "Raise your heads."

The three thousand remnants of the Zhao clan were puzzled. Why was this ferocious beast demigod speaking such fluent Chinese?
Some people were puzzled, feeling that they had heard this voice somewhere before.

Three thousand people knelt on the ground, all looking up at the deepest part of the hall.

Where the lights flickered, a human sat on a huge throne.

More than three thousand people gazed at Zhou Leng on the throne. In an instant, their eyes darted back and forth, as if they were reliving a lifetime.

what's the situation?
Zhou Leng glanced at the crowd. Some of the Grandmasters and Innate Realm experts looked familiar. He had seen some of them when they wiped out the Grandmasters of the Sixteen Families. Some of them were even the current heads of the Sixteen Families.

Zhou Leng looked at them with suspicion and searched for their identities in the database of the Demon Brain.

Intelligence indicates that they are all under the control of the Zhao family.

Inside and outside the main hall, there was complete silence.

The three thousand members of the Zhao family, whether they wield great power in the Dragon Kingdom or dominate the Blue Star, even in their decline, still possess over twenty Grandmasters and hundreds of Innate Realm experts, making them a force to be reckoned with on Blue Star.

Now, they are silent, bewildered, and confused.

The smiles on the faces of the Flying Mountain Bears froze. Why did their expressions look so strange?
Everyone, all the beasts, looked at Zhou Leng.

Zhou Leng gently raised his right hand, swung it horizontally, and casually said, "Kill them all."

After saying that, he turned to the ferocious beast beside the throne and continued chatting about what to eat that night.

Translated by Demon Master.

Master Feishan Fierce Bear was stunned for a moment, then revealed his ferocious nature, waving his claws and smashing Rao Xuan into a pulp with one palm.

"Divine Oracle, kill them all!"

The ferocious beasts nearby pounced forward.

After a brief period of wailing, all three thousand remnants of the Zhao clan fell into pools of blood.

Zhou Leng didn't glance at it once throughout.

The sensible Flying Mountain Fierce Bear Master removed all his magic spirit bags and enchanted wristwatches, piled them in front of the throne, and knelt down to beg for forgiveness.

"Almost done moving? Let's go back and have some stewed wolf claws."

Zhou Leng got up and walked outside.

(End of this chapter)