Martial arts ascend to the gods

Chapter 739 Ecstasy
Eagle Alliance, deep beneath the Black Palace.

In the crimson hall, gold and blood intertwine.

Everything in sight—decorations, patterns, and furniture—is composed of the human body.

Human skin curtains, human bone tables and chairs, blood and flesh carpets, a thousand-eyed mural, a gate with ten thousand lips, a fountain of blood...

On the deepest part of the Crimson Palace, on the wall, are painted eighteen levels of hell.

Besides the Endless Battlefield, on the throne of each level of the Demon Prison sits a lord, and countless demons kneel on the blood-red earth, paying homage to the lord.

In front of the mural, at a round table of white bones and flesh, sat thirteen human martial saints.

"The Dragon Kingdom is incredibly lucky."

"Originally, we planned to use Zhao Hao to force the Dragon Kingdom's Martial Saint to take action. Then, we could use the violation of the Martial Saint Agreement as an excuse to launch a full-scale Cold War, cut off all their trade with the outside world, and weaken them..."

"The problem now is, what about Zhou Leng?"

“The lords are very dissatisfied.”

"There's nothing we can do if he's not satisfied. He has the Blood of Tyranny to help him. He previously acquired dying demigods from the Blood of Tyranny, and now he's directly acquiring the Blood of Ancient Beasts."

"I think that the blood of tyranny is only one factor. As a grandmaster, he killed a newly promoted demigod with his fist, so his strength is extraordinary."

"When Zhao Hao was injured by everyone during the Fall of the Ten Thousand Suns, he forcibly activated his power, so it's hard to say how strong he is now."

"Does anyone have Zhou Leng's latest battle record?"

“He’s completely hidden; he’s very well concealed. Based on the available intelligence analysis, it seems he gained some advantage during the war against the Heavenly Calamity.”

"I think it doesn't matter. When His Majesty the God of Calamity arrives, he can only wait to die."

"But what do we do if the lords want to confirm Zhou Leng's matter?"

"Can't they find out anything?"

"Nothing can be found out at all; all races are helping him. With Zhao Hao dead, the Demon Worship Cult in the Dragon Kingdom is almost completely destroyed."

"So, does that mean we need to take action ourselves?"

The martial saints looked at each other.

"According to intelligence, he often goes to the Furukawa Research Bureau and his hometown, Xiaoru Village."

"Forget about the Ancient River Research Bureau. Martial Saints are always secretly guarding it. Going there rashly would easily lead to discovery. Besides, what if the Ancient River Sect has forces there..."

The martial saints present remained silent. The power of the Ancient River Sect both aroused their covetousness and filled them with fear.

"Then let's go to Xiaoru Village?"

"Xiaoru Village is now the territory of the Tree People, where five Trees of Life have been planted, giving birth to many demigod Tree People. If we send an ordinary Martial Saint there, it's questionable whether they can even come back alive."

"Should we ask the esteemed Lord Benjamin for help?"

Everyone looked toward Benjamin, who sat in the main seat, a high-ranking martial saint of the Demon Worship Cult and the strongest member of the Demon Worship Cult on Blue Star.

The true first leader of the Demon Worship Cult.

He consistently ranks first on the Martial Saint Ranking of the Eagle Alliance and the Gull Alliance, and frequently ranks third on the Martial Saint Ranking of the Dragon Kingdom.

He had a square face, gray hair styled in a 3/7 part, thin lips, a large nose, arched eyebrows, deep-set eyes, and a dignified and cold gaze.

He was not only one of the strongest on Earth, but also the main planner of many events within the Demon Worship Cult.

He was behind 70% of the wars that have raged around the world in recent decades.

“I object. Our Lord is a pillar of our Demon-Worshipping Cult. He cannot go to the dangerous land of the Dragon Kingdom.”

"A dangerous place? If Lord Benjamin wants to leave, can the Martial Saint of the Dragon Kingdom stop him?"

"Well, that's true."

"It is inappropriate for a dignified Martial Saint to put himself in danger."

"Then you'll go?"

"We are martial saints, not those powerless gentlemen of the technological age. Which one of us here didn't risk our lives alone? Which one of us didn't face death at the last minute?"

"It would be safest for Lord Benjamin to go. Who else can come and go freely in Dragon Kingdom besides him?"

"The problem now is that the lords need to obtain information about Zhou Leng. Besides Lord Benjamin, who else can do that?"

After a long debate among the martial saints of the Demonic Cult, Benjamin sighed softly.

The Crimson Palace returned to calm.

“I’m going there in person, not only for Zhou Leng, but also to understand the current situation of the Dragon Kingdom and prepare for the Ten Realms War. He has an initiation ceremony soon, and I want to see what kind of spirit the Ancient River Sect will have.”

The Martial Saints of the Demonic Cult had no choice but to obey Benjamin's decision. (Furukawa Research Bureau)

Zhou Leng presided over a new round of initiation ceremonies for the Ancient River Sect.

The total number of participants this time far exceeds the sum of the previous years.

The total number of people reached over a million.

The entire city of Rucheng could not handle such a large flow of visitors, so they had to ask the magic masters to set up a large number of temporary magic-enhanced huts outside the Ancient River Research Bureau.

Zhou Leng, no longer wearing a mask, publicly presided over the ceremony as the chief senior disciple.

At the same time, the process was broadcast live to the world.

The event, which attracted a million disciples, was even more grand than a military parade, sparking widespread online viewing and discussion.

After the initiation ceremony, Zhou Leng gave a public lesson and invited renowned martial arts masters such as Zhu Shiji to attend, thus enhancing his prestige.

Among the disciples this time, there are many martial artists from various countries, all of whom are close to the Dragon Kingdom.

Many foreign masters, even martial arts saints, sent some of their descendants to the Dragon Kingdom.

For three consecutive days, Zhou Leng stayed here to handle related matters.

On the third night, Koga's famous scene reappeared.

Heavenly fire descends, burning away the traitors.

After finishing his business with the Ancient River Sect, Zhou Leng bid farewell to Xu Qingjin and the others and headed to Xiaoru Village.

At this moment, the entire Ruge Mountain was enveloped by the power of the Tree Man.

Five towering Trees of Life stand in five directions.

Zhou Leng first chatted with the demigod treeman, then climbed up the back mountain of Xiaoru Village and, as usual, entered the cave.

In the distance, a pair of sharp eyes, aided by a demigod artifact, observed everything.

Neither the treant demigod nor Zhou Leng noticed.

"That cave might be his training ground. I can subdue him while he's cultivating..."

Benjamin, being a high-ranking martial saint, possessed immense strength and quickly made up his mind.

He arrived at Ruge Mountain silently and walked through the mountains like an ordinary person.

The Tree People tribe had set up numerous sentry posts here, but they all seemed to ignore them, allowing Benjamin to come and go as he pleased.

Benjamin entered the cave where Zhou Leng had entered and saw the water-like membrane between the two worlds, a look of surprise appearing on his face.

The boundary barrier here is completely different from other places.

In the next instant, he suddenly realized.

Even the high-ranking Martial Saint couldn't suppress the joy on his face.

It turned out to be the case.

The fact that Zhou Leng was able to advance from an ordinary martial artist to a Martial Saint in just four years must be related to this place.

The treasures and everything inside deserve a new owner!
Benjamin's heart burned with passion.

A passage between the two worlds that even a Martial Saint can pass through is no less valuable than a Starry Sky Artifact.

He strode out, passed through the barrier between the two worlds, and entered the cave.

A sudden darkness followed by light, and tall plants came into view.

Zhou Leng didn't recognize him back then, but Benjamin, with his experience, recognized him at a glance.

World of ferocious beasts!

"Praise the Demon God!"

He suppressed his inner elation, remained expressionless, and strode forward. After a few steps, the earth trembled, and a huge black shadow rose up like a mountain, blotting out the sky.

Those were terrifying tree roots, hundreds of meters in diameter.

An unimaginable force swept across the world.

Benjamin's eyes were filled with confusion.

Before they even had time to feel fear, their eyes dimmed.

(End of this chapter)