Martial arts ascend to the gods

Chapter 736 Appointment
Thinking of this, Zhou Leng marveled at the power of advanced civilizations. The little elf teacher specifically pointed out these places, and when connected with the Ascension to Godhood, it was clearly an allusion that these places also possessed the blood of ancient beasts.

There might even be other unknown treasures, but for now, let's find the blood of the ancient beast and leave the others for later.

Upon entering the Demon Prison, Zhou Leng transformed into a demon and headed straight for the place the little elf teacher had mentioned, starting with the nearest Hill of Despair.

Thanks to the deterrent effect of the God of Calamity, the journey was uneventful and without danger.

Almost all the peak demigods and high-level demigods have fled.

It's just a few drops of ancient beast blood; it's not worth risking your life for.

Only those weaker demigods, who felt that the God of Calamity wouldn't care about them, or who wanted to seek a higher rank, continued to search desperately.

A day later, Zhou Leng walked out of the Hill of Despair.

Teacher Little Elf is such a kind person.

After traversing the Hill of Despair, I directly obtained two drops of ancient beast blood, killed two demigod demons along the way, and then slaughtered a demon tribe that was using human sacrifices.

Next, Zhou Leng traveled to several locations in the final battlefield, continuously obtaining the blood of ancient beasts.

In the end, the total amount of ancient beast blood absorbed reached sixteen drops.

Now that everyone has been searching for so long, finding six drops in the Endless Battlefield is even more difficult than finding ten drops before.

Leaving the Endless Battlefield, we headed straight for the Orc World.

Unlike the Endless Battlefield, this search was uneventful, but three days passed without encountering a single drop of ancient beast blood.

Although I was mentally prepared, I was still somewhat disappointed.

It's actually quite normal; no matter where you search first, another demigod will inevitably get there first.

After searching for several days and going to all the places the little elf teacher mentioned, I only found two drops of ancient beast blood and killed two demigod orcs.

The total amount of ancient beast blood has now reached eighteen drops.

However, this does not mean the end.

Zhou Leng went to the Treeman World, where the Treeman and Ma Dabai contributed a total of four drops of ancient beast blood.

The blood of ancient beasts in the Tree People world is extremely rare. Some of it was consumed by the giant insects and Tree People before, so finding four drops is already a rare feat.

Obtain the blood of the ancient beast and consume it drop by drop.

When the Ancient Beast Blood reached twenty, he once again experienced the pain of body reconstruction that he had gone through before.

This time, the pain was ten times worse than before.

He had almost reached his limit and was just a hair's breadth away from fainting.

Fortunately, Zhou Leng survived the torment of the Gates of Purgatory, thanks to his exceptionally strong physique.

The body is further enhanced.

After absorbing the last of the ancient beast's blood.

The total number reached twenty-two.

Sensing his body, Zhou Leng realized that if he could absorb thirty drops of blood, his body would undergo unimaginable changes.

However, there probably isn't much ancient beast blood left in the world now.

Continuing the search would be like looking for a needle in a haystack.

But we cannot give up.

Zhou Leng told Ma Dabai and the Tree Man to continue the search, while he returned to Blue Star and began his own search.

With the blood of ancient beasts becoming increasingly scarce, demigods from various worlds are desperately searching for it, making it no longer suitable for them to venture into other worlds.

After searching for several days, Zhou Leng arrived at the edge of Australia, connected to the network, and checked the latest situation.

"Ok?"

Zhou Leng clicked on the message from Tyrannical Blood.

"When are you free? Leave a message, I need to talk to you. Let's meet at the abandoned old Heng residential area on the north bank of the Yangtze River. If I'm not there, wait a bit."

Zhou Leng replied, "Okay, I'll go right away."

Since it's difficult to find the blood of ancient beasts these days, they headed to that famous city ruin.

After the war of the ten realms, the population of each country decreased and cities shrank.

Many cities were reduced to ruins.

Even worse are the unfinished buildings amidst the ruins.

The city is gone, and the buildings haven't even been rebuilt yet.

Zhou Leng arrived at the site of the abandoned, ruined building.

Large swathes of unfinished buildings stand in the distance, their exteriors unpainted and their windows uninstalled.

Those empty windows, like the gaping maws of a demon, seemed to devour people.

Parts of the building collapsed, clearly indicating that a battle had taken place.

"Senior Brother!" Zhou Leng shouted, his voice carrying for dozens of kilometers around.

No one responded.

Standing beneath the largest unfinished building, gazing up at the thirty-plus-story skyscraper, I extended my index finger, aiming at the building from dozens of meters away, and wrote words in mid-air.
Slide your finger horizontally.
chi chi...

A white aura swept past high above the unfinished building.

Wow…

Like a knife tip slicing through wood, the powerful force left a clear, huge horizontal line on the building, which was tens of meters high.

Zhou Leng continued to add strokes remotely.

Two giant characters appeared on the wall of the unfinished building, which is more than 30 stories high.

Arrived.

Afterwards, he left words on various prominent buildings, then took out the demonized hut and cultivated in a secluded place.

Two days have passed, and the blood of tyranny has yet to come.

Zhou Leng wasn't in a hurry. This kind of deserted, ruined city was perfect for practicing the East Wind Fist and the Nineteen Swords of Star Slaying.

Having mastered the first move, Zhou Leng walked to a twenty-story building.

He gripped the sword with both hands and slashed straight down, unleashing the first move of the Nineteen Swords of Star Slaying.

Stars fell from the sky.

The longsword was raised high, its power concentrated, and a silver-white star appeared on the tip of the sword.

The moment the longsword struck, the silvery-white star disappeared, and a moment later, it appeared on the rooftop of the building in front of them.

The long sword fell.

Silvery stars fell from the rooftop, pierced through the building, and plunged deep into the earth.

Silently.

The 20-story building has not a single crack on its surface.

"call……"

Zhou Leng opened his mouth and blew lightly, and the building suddenly made a crackling sound.

A straight crack appeared from top to bottom on the building, the crack as smooth as a mirror.

Rumble…

The building collapsed, and smoke and dust filled the air.

"Excellent swordsmanship."

A voice came from a distance.

Zhou Leng looked in the direction of the sound and saw the figure of the Bloodthirsty Tyrant rapidly approaching from more than ten kilometers away.

His entire body was enveloped in a bloody aura.

"Senior brother."

Zhou Leng sheathed his longsword and strode forward to meet him.

The two arrived at the flat ground outside the residential area.

"The Star-Slaying Sword?" Tyrannical Blood looked at the sword with great interest.

Zhou Leng threw the sword over.

"It might be too hot to handle."

"It dares!"

Tyrannical Blood reached out and caught it. The Star-Slaying Sword trembled violently. He snorted and the power of a high-ranking demigod surged out, sealing the power of the Star-Slaying Sword.

The Star-Slaying Sword let out a sword cry, subtly expressing its displeasure, before withdrawing its power.

After all, the Blood of Tyranny is also a disciple of the Ancient River Sect.

Tyrannical Blood drew his sword, looked at the blade, and nodded in approval.

"Good sword."

Zhou Leng looked at the Bloodthirsty Tyrant, with fiery red hair, slightly blue skin, and scales on some parts of his body, but still retaining a human form in many other areas.

His body was surrounded by a thick, bloody aura.

That was the light of the blood of an ancient beast.

The Bloodthirsty Swordsman sheathed his sword and tossed it back to Zhou Leng, saying, "You can sense the ancient beast blood within me, right?"

Zhou Leng nodded.

The Blood of Tyranny said, "I've already absorbed 29 drops. The 30th drop... I tried to absorb it four times in a row, failing each time and wasting four drops. Barring any unforeseen circumstances, 29 or 30 drops is the limit..."

(End of this chapter)