I Become a Martial Arts God in the Chaotic Demon World-Chapter 546: Flesh and Blood Giant Mountain

Han Zheng was currently standing in the ruins, which seemed more like an altar.

Countless dried corpses surrounded the altar, their hands bound behind them and kneeling, dense and numerous, there were tens of thousands of them.

Han Zheng cautiously stepped onto the dilapidated altar, inspecting it, but found that this altar was not the magic platform centered on the Incense Fire Divine Seal.

Around the altar stood gigantic stone slabs, engraved with bizarre murals.

Millions of years ago, countless citizens of Youxin Country knelt beneath the altar, and on the altar was not emptiness but a massive lump of flesh and blood.

Looking closely, that lump of flesh had a head, wearing the Black Dragon Crown, seemingly the King of Youxin Country.

Surrounding the flesh mountain were twelve high priests in splendid robes chanting something.

Han Zheng frowned slightly, this scene didn’t seem like creating a divine body, instead, it appeared more sinister.

Just as Han Zheng instinctively studied the murals, the eyeball reliefs of the priests on the mural suddenly turned, twenty-four bloodshot eyes synchronously locked onto Han Zheng.

The priests in the mural suddenly began convulsing, their limbs swelling and expanding like water-soaked shadow puppets, the parchment-colored skin peeling away from the stone wall with a wet tearing sound.

The next instant, the piercing sound of bronze horns ripped through the eardrums, and the twelve priests surrounded the flesh mountain-like King, dancing bizarrely; their ribs pierced their backs forming bone wings, knees bent backward, each bowing left bleeding runes on the ground.

These blood-colored runes flowed along the altar onto the people kneeling below, all wore expressions of devout worship, hands bound, bowing.

As the blood-colored runes swept over their bodies, they instantly drained all their qi and blood, flowing back into the altar, surging into the King of Youxin Country.

Tens of thousands of living people turned into dried corpses, and the twelve seemingly esteemed high priests became blood and flesh monsters merging into his body.

The colossal flesh mountain-like body of the King expanded even larger, numerous grotesque faces emerged from the flesh mountain-like body, mouths open in wails.

"Still... not... enough..."

The King of Youxin Country suddenly fixed his gaze on Han Zheng, an instant overwhelming fear enveloped Han Zheng.

Seeing the King of Youxin Country’s flesh mountain-like giant body moving towards him, Han Zheng was about to unleash his qi and blood to act when a golden light suddenly appeared, swiftly pulling Han Zheng out.

Looking again at the scene, where was the flesh mountain? There was only a silent, dilapidated altar.

"Why were you in a daze just now? I called you several times, you didn’t respond."

Yan Xuankong exuded a golden light, his whole body shimmering.

Han Zheng said in a deep voice: "Let’s retreat first! I just fell into an illusion realm, this place is a bit odd."

It’s said that the King of Youxin Country refined his body into a divine body, but why in the illusion realm from the mural I saw the opposite practicing some kind of sinister blood and flesh secret technique?

"The one attempting to transform into a divine body was the last King of Youxin Country, there wasn’t just one king in Youxin Country."

As Yan Xuankong’s words just fell, the entire altar suddenly began to shake violently.

The ground tore apart and lifted up, a mountain of blood and flesh roared and emerged from the altar’s bottom.

On top of the blood and flesh mountain was a fierce head wearing the Black Dragon Crown, precisely the King of Youxin Country from the illusion realm!

Yet compared to the illusion realm, this King of Youxin Country’s body was much smaller, not even half the size.

Though its power was more distinct than in the illusion realm, and carried an overwhelming pressure.

At the moment, the gigantic blood and flesh mountain was wrapped with numerous bronze chains engraved with runes.

But after so many years, most of the bronze chains had decayed, and the runes became exceedingly dim.

As the massive blood and flesh mountain crushed forward, those bronze chains began exploding frantically at a visibly fast pace!

Han Zheng and Yan Xuankong immediately turned to flee, this thing was too sinister, there was simply no way to deal with it.

But the next moment, countless large blood vessel-like tentacles beneath their feet converged, swiftly forming a giant blood and flesh web enveloping them.

Han Zheng drew his sword and struck, the overwhelming demonic qi and sharp sword light slashed at the blood and flesh web, but it didn’t sever, its material incredibly tough.

This delay allowed the gigantic blood and flesh mountain to approach them, eight ribs from the sides of the blood and flesh mountain extended like tentacles, crashing towards the two with a whistling force.

Han Zheng transformed into a Blood River, surrounded by overwhelming demonic qi, condensing Killing Intent Origin to form the Fengdu Netherworld Blade, Yama Slash descended, colliding with the massive skeletal blow.

Immediately a supremely powerful force came, directly striking Han Zheng away!

Han Zheng’s expression changed drastically, the power of this thing was exceptionally immense.

At this moment Yan Xuankong pinched a Seal Technique, a golden hand seal descended, like Divine Descent, the strike carried immense Incense Fire Divine Power, directly shattering a skeletal tentacle.

"Hmm? This power is surprisingly strong."

Yan Xuankong glanced at his own hands, he hadn’t expected the Incense Fire Divine Power to be so powerful.

"Ruyi Heavenly God Venerate is merely human, so using Incense Fire Divine Power seems strong but there’s actually a layer of obstruction.

Your body now has been solidified by Incense Fire Willpower, Incense Fire Divine Power flows without any hindrance, naturally stronger."

With Yan Xuankong’s strike just now, his current power comparable to Ruyi Heavenly God Venerate.

"Strong as the power is, the consumption is excessively high, this strike consumed a tenth of the body’s own Incense Fire Divine Power.

Moreover, this power cannot be replenished by absorbing external forces, if exhausted only regaining it slowly would take over ten days."

Yan Xuankong furrowed his brow, dissatisfied with his body’s endurance capacity.

Just then, the skeletal tentacle shattered by Yan Xuankong re-emerged.

Their expressions turned extremely unpleasant.

This thing is hard to kill.

The various martial skills Han Zheng wielded had very limited impact on the blood and flesh mountain, even if he tried his hardest to inflict external injuries, it was futile.

Yan Xuankong’s Incense Fire Divine Skill was effective, but the opponent’s regenerative ability was incredibly strong too.

If Yan Xuankong exhausted the Incense Fire Divine Power here, afterward he’d only have durability as an advantage.

So the two could only scatter and evade within the expansive blood and flesh web trying to break out.

However, the flesh web was drawing tighter, not only preventing breakout but reducing their space to maneuver by half.

Han Zheng looked at the head with the Black Dragon Crown on the blood and flesh mountain, squinting his eyes said, "At this point, we can only gamble, find a chance to smash the opponent’s head, see if we can kill it completely."

Just then, a voice suddenly came from outside, "Just smashing the head is useless, this thing’s three souls and seven spirits have been altered, as long as the divine soul remains, the flesh lives on, only sealing works."

Through the gaps of the flesh web, Han Zheng saw the speaker outside was Wen Tingyun.

Wen Tingyun appeared as if he had just experienced a fierce battle, looking somewhat disheveled.

"The people of Youxin Country couldn’t kill it back then; for you now wanting to kill it is too difficult.

The array on the altar outside is partially damaged; I’ll go repair and restart the array now.

When the array restarts, if you smash the head in that instant, its power diminishes and can be sealed again."

As his words fell, Wen Tingyun moved, immediately beginning to repair the array.

Han Zheng and Yan Xuankong immediately maneuvered, in the narrow flesh web dodging and evading.

But as time passed, the blood and flesh web shrunk to less than ten zhang in size, leaving nowhere to hide, nowhere to escape!

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