Martial Ascent to Divinity-Chapter 661 - 640: Division

A deep voice came from behind.

Zhou Leng’s body stiffened, standing still.

Damn, could it be that outsmarting myself backfired?

"Which friend are you rescuing?" The other party also spoke in Divine Text.

Zhou Leng turned around, explaining about the Celestial Calamity Envoy, Divine Essence Pill, and Zhang Xinglie. He couldn’t help but use the little trick of Jade Wings, praising Zhang Xinglie as a paragon of virtue and righteousness, which was indeed the case.

At that time, Zhang Xinglie had lost an arm and a leg, biting the Celestial Calamity Envoy’s leg to obstruct him. Zhou Leng didn’t see it, but Deep Dark Fury did, recounting the event to him among the Dragon Race, with Jade Wings present.

"What are the ingredients your Divine Essence Pill is missing?"

Seeing he had encountered a kind senior, Zhou Leng listed the ingredients for the Divine Essence Pill.

"There are four kinds of herbs nearby. I can help you pick them. If you are to thank me, just kill a thousand Giant Divine Death Beasts and send them to the Disaster Land, the fresher the better."

Upon hearing this, Zhou Leng realized the other party was treating him like a cook, but upon reflection, it didn’t seem like a bad deal.

"Please rest assured, senior, I will certainly do it."

The voice no longer responded, Zhou Leng looked in a direction, traversed mountains and ridges, heading north to the Spiritual Land of Giant Divine Death Beasts.

Ghosts can’t be found in Wanyun Mountain.

The long mountain resembled a dragon, stretching from west to east, dividing the entire planet into north and south.

Giant Dragon Divine Death Beasts are in the south, Giant Divine Death Beasts in the north.

True King Mountain is located toward the east. Once activated, divine light will shoot up to the sky.

The time has not yet come, so all sides continue to accumulate power rather than heading there.

Zhou Leng traveled over a thousand kilometers, finally reaching the north side of Wanyun Mountain.

Standing on a mountaintop, looking out to the low hills ahead.

"Next, I need to find a way to activate the ancient summons while killing Divine Death Beasts along the way to assist the mysterious expert in hunting."

From a thousand-meter-high mountain, he leaped down.

With the wind howling, his body plummeted.

Zhou Leng’s expression was indifferent, and at a hundred meters high, with a thought, his body suddenly slowed down.

He didn’t use any power, merely relying on the extraordinary ability that comes with being an Upper-Rank Grandmaster.

His feet landed lightly on the ground without raising a speck of dust.

Faint tremors came from the ground.

Zhou Leng looked in the direction of the tremors, unable to see through the pale red mist where a battle was raging.

Through the frequency of ground tremors, Zhou Leng simulated various possible powers in his mind, slowly deducing the possible groups of combatants.

"There are Giants... Demon Magic being used... Human Martial Artists... and some powers are quite peculiar, like Divine Death Beasts..."

Just as he was thinking, a team of grandmasters from various Ten Realms emerged from the thick red mist, fighting as they retreated.

Among these more than thirty grandmasters from various races, over a hundred Divine Death Beasts pursued them.

More than half of these Divine Death Beasts were Giant Dragon Divine Death Beasts, with some being low-intelligence Divine Death Beasts.

Zhou Leng gently shook his head. This is technically Giant territory, so encountering so many Giant Dragon Divine Death Beasts shows just how unfortunate these people are.

Zhou Leng’s gaze fell on the leading human, Su Fenghe.

After advancing to Middle-Rank Grandmaster, Wang Boxiong passed on some crucial information to him.

Back then, sixteen sects dispatched Su Fenghe and others to kill him, but with Martial Arts disrupted, Su Fenghe took no action.

After the sect leaders of the sixteen families died and their families were defeated, the Zhao Family urgently needed personnel, leading to Su Fenghe joining them and gaining significant stature.

Long ago, Su Fenghe was a member of the Demon Worship Sect, although he cherished his reputation and rarely participated in operations. Only recently has he strengthened collaboration, entrusted with important tasks by the Demon Worship Sect.

Zhou Leng observed the mixed group.

A few foreign grandmasters showed slight signs of Demonization, and two were familiar names on the Demon Worship Sect’s list from hearsay.

"For a temporary team to rally so many grandmasters seems too coincidental. Clearly, they entered Giant camp together, united..."

Zhou Leng could clearly see these Ten Realms grandmasters, but none of the World’s grandmasters glanced his way.

Instead, several powerful Giant Dragon Divine Death Beasts occasionally looked over.

"It seems they can’t see me?"

Zhou Leng suddenly realized that the Giant and Giant Dragon powers inside him were stronger, allowing him to see further in the mist than an ordinary grandmaster.

"Since that’s the case..."

Zhou Leng donned a black hood, concealing all identifiers, dashed out, and while shaking his head and swaying, imitated Ajun’s Dragon Country accent: "Hello, my friends, I’m here to assist."

The opposing party saw he was an Elephant Country person and relaxed a lot, knowing most were Demon Worship Sect members with little threat.

Su Fenghe, however, took several glances at the newcomer, and upon approach, asked, "Which grandmaster from Elephant Country are you?"

"Ajun," Zhou Leng said, as Bodhi Fruit and the Finger Bone Relic of the holy monk from the Ganges appeared in his hands.

Seeing two well-known Elephant Country treasures, many were at ease.

Su Fenghe, no ordinary grandmaster, instinctively sensed something amiss and said, "Please remove your hood."

Zhou Leng softly muttered, and during the process, activated a Legendary Shapeshifting Demon Spirit Artifact prepared long ago in the Demon Spirit World, transforming into Ajun’s appearance before removing the hood.

"It’s Ajun, I recognize him," said a Seagull Alliance grandmaster.

Only then did Su Fenghe realize he was overthinking it. As Zhou Leng approached, fighting alongside, he said, "Ajun, my friend, please help..."

Before he could finish, Zhou Leng suddenly accelerated. Before a Demon could react, he punched through its chest and abdomen, his internal strength rampaging within, sealing its core and power.

The entire process was too fast. Just as the people nearby exclaimed, Zhou Leng rushed behind a Demon Worship Sect Grandmaster, his hands a meter apart, grabbing the arms from a distance, and violently ripping them apart.

With a tearing sound, he tore off the arms of that Upper-Rank Grandmaster.

Amidst the other’s screams, he delivered a punch to knock him unconscious, sealing the Qi in his dantian with his power.

With a person in each hand, left and right, he stepped on the ground and ran like a cannonball, disappearing into the mist in the blink of an eye.

"He’s not Ajun!" the Seagull Alliance Grandmaster shouted.

"Be careful, don’t chase, the opponent is disguised as a Divine Death Spirit!" Su Fenghe’s heart raced, his power pervading into the void – the opponent seemed stronger than everyone present.

At the foot of Wanyun Mountain, Zhou Leng interrogated the Demon Sect Grandmaster and the Eagle Alliance Grandmaster.

Both confessed everything clearly, except when it came to matters involving the Celestial Calamity Envoy and the True King Trial – they said not a word, preferring death over revelation.

Zhou Leng killed them both, took off their Magic Spirit Bags, and placed them in the corpse collection Magic Spirit Bag.

"If nothing goes wrong, this operation was sent by the Celestial Calamity Envoy. I should have asked the Light of Redemption, but... he seems a bit timid and probably wouldn’t dare to say anything."

"Su Fenghe is also highly likely involved with the Celestial Calamity Envoy..."

"Since they are from the Demon Worship Sect and the Demon team, they shouldn’t be left alive. Who cares about Su Fenghe or Su Fengniao... but if the two sides join forces to chase me, it would be bad. I should divide them..."

Thus, Zhou Leng transformed again, donned a hood, ran for a while, and charged towards the two chasing teams from another direction.

Upon seeing the two teams, Zhou Leng attacked from behind the Divine Death Spirits, shouting in the tone of the Light of Redemption, "I’m here to aid you!"

The Divine Death Spirits unleashed three Divine Death Beasts, lunging with roars.

The Ten Realms Grandmasters heightened their vigilance, fully disbelieving, and even suspected it was the same person as before.

Su Fenghe squinted slightly.

However, as long as the opponent killed Divine Death Spirits, even if he knew, he couldn’t say anything.

Su Fenghe fought earnestly, and soon realized there was another reinforcement. When he looked up, the person was gone.

And the three Divine Death Beasts were gone too.

"Strange..."

As he pondered, the person suddenly emerged from the pale red mist again, shouting, "Friends of the Ten Realms, I’m back to assist you."

Both Ten Realms Grandmasters and Divine Death Grandmasters were a bit confused.

Did this person kill those three Divine Death Beasts? How does it feel like it just happened a moment ago?

During this time, while the others were fighting fiercely, not a single person died, yet over there, one person killed three?

The Divine Death Spirits were furious, this time sending out five Divine Death Beasts charging at Zhou Leng.

Zhou Leng fought and retreated, quickly entering the mist, separating from the large battalions.

Both large battalions continued fighting, and a few minutes later, the hooded Grandmaster in camouflage rushed out from the mist again, shouting, "I’m back, everyone hold on."

Everyone was bewildered, what was going on?

The Divine Death Spirits were furious, sending out ten full Divine Death Spirits in pursuit.

Soon, the person charged out of the mist again, cheering on the Ten Realms Grandmasters while attacking the Divine Death Spirits, saying, "Dear human friends, I am the Light of Redemption, your friend."

The Ten Realms Grandmasters looked at this apparent ally, but for some reason, they felt a chill down their spines.

Everyone present was either from the Demon Worship Sect or the demons – they either heard of or knew the Light of Redemption.

This person was clearly not.

The Divine Death Spirits were a bit panicked. This time they did not send out forces but gathered together, some continuing the chase, others establishing defenses.

Seeing the opponent smarten up, Zhou Leng charged straight at those defensive Divine Death Spirits.

This time, neither side attacked with full strength, instead, they watched this mysterious outsider closely.

Engaging with the Divine Death Spirits, Zhou Leng gave it his all.

With the East Wind Fist, the Demon Worshipers secretly cursed, anyone knows that the Hedao Gui Guang fears the East Wind Fist most, not acting convincingly at all. But...

They glanced at Zhou Leng, their eyelids twitching.

Too strong.

The Divine Death Spirits had clearly already established defenses, yet they were killed in just a few punches, then their bodies placed into a Magic Spirit Bag.

Zhou Leng killed over a dozen Divine Death Spirits, they finally couldn’t hold on, sending more to encircle.

Zhou Leng turned and ran.

The Divine Death Spirits cursed loudly, watching Zhou Leng disappear into the mist.

Before long, Zhou Leng reappeared, and killed some more Divine Death Spirits.

Out of the over a hundred Divine Death Spirits, only fifty-four remained.

The morale of the Divine Death Spirits began to waver.

The pressure on the Ten Realms Grandmasters eased sharply. Although they didn’t know if this mysterious man genuinely wanted to help, they were filled with gratitude nonetheless.

Just then, a Dragon Carp Person ran out of the mist, shouting in Divine Text, "Dear Divine Death Spirit friends, do not despair, I will help you hunt these strange races."

The Divine Death Spirits lacked intelligence, but they weren’t foolish, remaining secretly vigilant.

This Dragon Carp Person, a buzz among the people.

Both sides watched as this Dragon Carp Person engaged in a frenzy, killing one Demon and two Beastman Grandmasters, then turned to leave.

Even without using the East Wind Fist, the Ten Realms Grandmasters immediately recognized it.

The Ten Realms Grandmasters finally understood the sinister intentions of this person.

An all-encompassing capture.