Martial Ascent to Divinity-Chapter 411 - 396: Left Behind

The Four-sided Duke glanced over the emblem, looked at Zhou Leng for a moment, and without turning his head, looked in the direction of Aiden.

"Mad Prince Aiden? Speak up."

Aiden was surprised that the Four-sided Duke could call out his name so readily, feeling a mix of pride and worry, he honestly said, "We were the second group to enter here. When we came in..."

After Aiden finished recounting his experience, the Four-sided Duke turned to Zhou Leng.

"You’re the little human genius Zhou Leng, right? Tell us everything you saw after coming in."

Zhou Leng felt a jolt in his heart; even this Four-sided Duke knew him. Truly a battlefield commander who misses no useful information.

Zhou Leng recounted everything that happened, explaining his judgment that the Ancient Heart of Life originally belonged to the Grandmasters and he had no intention of meddling.

The other Demon Grandmasters chuckled, quite fond of Zhou Leng’s response.

The Four-sided Duke pondered for a moment before slowly saying, "I understand, you’re all very clever."

The Four-sided Duke bowed his head in thought, while the face on the back looked at the mural of the Mother Tree, lost in thought.

The Rusted Iron General said, "Put down all your storage equipment and leave."

Everyone was stunned in place, including some demons.

The Rusted Iron General sneered, "What, didn’t you understand?"

The crowd remained hesitant.

The Four-sided Duke, however, paid no attention to these subordinates’ actions.

Nearby, the Giant Insect Knight, covered in vibrant blood-red armor, suddenly charged, stirring up white waves of Qi around him.

Boom!

Suddenly stopped.

The terrifying white waves smashed into three Treemen, whose bodies exploded into splinters, scattering everywhere.

The Giant Insect Knight hadn’t even used the Knight’s Spear in his hand.

Despair was written across everyone’s faces.

Some people either removed their Magic Spirit Bags or emptied their possessions from storage abilities.

Zhou Leng bit his teeth, his heart filled with reluctance.

His space box and Magic Spirit Bag contained most of his wealth.

Whether Star Conchs, Ancient Tree Fossils, or other treasures, they were all priceless.

If he lost them just like that, it’d be equivalent to losing half a life.

But, there was no other choice.

As long as Elder Tree was there, there was still a chance for a comeback.

Zhou Leng reached for his Magic Spirit Bag, and a Demon Warlock smiled and said, "My lords, we are here on orders, already belonging to Demon Purgatory, isn’t that enough?"

The Rusted Iron General gently stomped the ground, and a clod of earth flew up; he kicked it out, and the clod condensed into a ball.

Boom.

The earth flew out like a stone at supersonic speed, smashing into the Demon Warlock’s face.

The Demon Warlock’s head exploded, his body collapsing to the ground.

"Everything," the Rusted Iron General drawled lazily.

The crowd sighed deeply, realizing they had been too greedy.

If they had left ten minutes earlier, they wouldn’t be losing everything.

Suddenly, the sound of vibrations came from a passage.

"There is a strong life force here," Tree-man language echoed from the passage.

The forest tribes present were overjoyed.

"It’s Elder Flourishing Staff," Vigorous Root rejoiced, but still dared not move, fearing the Demon Grandmasters might kill to warn the others.

Four Grandmasters emerged from a passage.

Three Treemen, and a Night Leopard.

Vigorous Root hurriedly communicated through underground tree roots.

Elder Flourishing Staff turned his head to look over, nodding gently, and then glanced at Zhou Leng.

The demons frowned; usually, four forest Grandmasters were nothing much, but here, with life force so strong, the Treemen’s power far exceeded the usual.

Elder Flourishing Staff beckoned with a branch to Zhou Leng and others, "Come over, and tell us what happened."

Zhou Leng removed the Ice Snow Divine Sect emblem and led the group over.

The Four-sided Duke still did not care, continuing to think, while the other four Demon Grandmasters frowned but said nothing.

Elder Flourishing Staff surprisingly did not first speak to Vigorous Root but instead greeted Zhou Leng, "You have not seen me, but I have seen you, Friend of the Tree People."

"Greetings, respected Elder Flourishing Staff."

One face of the Four-sided Duke glanced at Zhou Leng and Elder Flourishing Staff.

The other Demon Grandmasters immediately understood; Elder Flourishing Staff was declaring the protection of the Tree-man Race over this human.

The Demon Grandmasters stole another look at Zhou Leng, some noted it down, while others were indifferent.

The Giant Bear Druid behind Zhou Leng was increasingly puzzled, this human even knew the Tree-man Elder.

Zhou Leng recounted what had happened.

"Well done," Elder Flourishing Staff praised.

Vigorous Root said, "Elder, we’re planning to leave here, do you want to join us?"

Elder Flourishing Staff replied, "We are here to investigate the Ancient Heart of Life and must go all out to seize it, so we might not be able to assist you."

"Then we are doomed, we’ll all die here," Vigorous Root muttered softly.

The four Treeman Grandmasters hesitated, whispering among themselves.

Suddenly, a white shadow flashed in, its bright light catching everyone’s attention.

The Desecrated Mummy returned, covered in wounds, missing its left arm.

He rushed towards the Four-sided Duke, saying, "Your Excellency the Four Corners, a Giant Eagle Druid stole my Ancient Heart of Life. By the time I saw him again, he had lost it and was injured. Now, I don’t know who has it."

"The light on you, is it caused by one of the traps?"

With a darkened face, the Desecrated Mummy replied, "Everyone who sees me wants to kill me. I wish to follow your Excellency."

The Four Corners lightly nodded; the Desecrated Mummy breathed a sigh of relief and moved to stand beside the Rusted Iron General.

The Rusted Iron General recognized the Desecrated Mummy, and the two Demon Grandmasters shared words and laughter.

Already heavily lost, the Desecrated Mummy, upon hearing the Rusted Iron General’s intention to plunder others’ treasures, immediately stood up and looked towards the innocents present.

"Hand it over, then scram!"

After speaking, the dark mummies behind him flew and stretched out like living snakes, pointing at everyone present.

Aiden and others cursed or resented in their hearts, silently removing their Magic Spirit Bags and placing them on the ground.

"Don’t worry about them, we’re leaving, Treemen follow me," Elder Flourishing Staff said.

The nearby Tree-men hurriedly followed.

Desecrated Dust glanced at the Tree-men, then exchanged glances with the other Demon Grandmasters.

Except the Four-sided Duke was still contemplating, the rest of the Grandmasters were eager to try.

Although the Tree-man Grandmasters were strong here, they were many, and the odds were in their favor.

Zhou Leng and the others were about to leave when suddenly, a Grandmaster Black Dragon flew in from a passage, burst into the hall, and suddenly spurted blood, falling to the ground and rolling a few times.

From his body emanated a rich life force.

"Ancient Heart of Life!"

The six Demon Grandmasters exchanged glances and charged straight ahead.

The four Grandmasters on the Tree-man side also rushed forward.

Bang...

The earth erupted with dense thorns, like a small fortress, encircling the Black Dragon.

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

The Grandmasters on both sides clashed fiercely.

"Hurry, something’s about to happen!" Zhou Leng whispered.

Everyone hurried towards the passage.

"Who is touching my spoils?" A cold voice resonated underground, chilling everyone to the bone.

Everyone’s muscles stiffened, and the terrifying power halted their steps.

Zhou Leng looked towards the direction of the voice, finding it familiar.

A blue-skinned, red-haired Half-blood Sea Siren walked into the hall. 𝚏𝕣𝐞𝗲𝐰𝕖𝐛𝐧𝕠𝕧𝚎𝚕.𝐜𝚘𝗺

He wasn’t running, nor did he use Qi Manipulation; he just walked forward, as if a sea of blood advancing.

He looked much thinner than before, covered in wounds that were difficult to heal, with a large hole as thick as an arm piercing his abdomen, yet no one thought him weak.

His aura was vast like a fiery blaze, even more overwhelming than before.

The Demons and Tree-men both retreated slowly.

The Grandmasters on both sides looked at each other, seeing no intention to join forces in each other’s eyes.

The thorns around the Black Dragon Grandmaster retracted underground.

Everyone carefully examined the wounds, which seemed to be inflicted by the Blood of Tyranny.

The Flourishing Staff said, "Honorable Blood of Tyranny, you already obtained one Ancient Heart of Life, why fight for a second? One is enough to elevate you to the peak of a Demigod."

Blood of Tyranny scanned the crowd, pausing on Zhou Leng for a moment, then looking at the Flourishing Staff.

"That Ancient Heart of Life was produced by a Demigod Demon Spirit Master."

Everyone’s eyes gradually widened.

It turned out to be fake.

The Flourishing Staff was so angry that it almost spat tree sap, roaring, "You used the Ancient Heart of Life as bait to attract Grandmasters from all realms to our Tree-man World, just for your Martial Saint Blood Path?"

"Is there a problem?"

"The Tree-man Race will never coexist with you!"

"Oh." Blood of Tyranny casually replied, looking at the Four-sided Duke, "We meet again."

The Four-sided Duke remained calm, saying nothing.

The other five Grandmasters averted their gaze, not daring to look at the Blood of Tyranny.

Everyone present was terrified.

They all knew the Blood of Tyranny was terrifying, but they didn’t expect that now, with a total of ten Grandmasters here, they were being suppressed by him alone.

His might was unparalleled, the first in the Ten Realms below Martial Saint.

Blood of Tyranny walked up to the dying Black Dragon Grandmaster.

"Great Blood of Tyranny, I offer you the Ancient Heart of Life..." The Black Dragon hurriedly retrieved the Ancient Heart of Life from his Magic Spirit Bag.

The amber-encased Ancient Heart of Life was dyed blood-black by the blood of various clan Grandmasters.

Blood of Tyranny took it.

"Too late." He stomped down, breaking the Black Dragon Grandmaster’s neck.

Blood sprayed, and the Black Dragon Grandmaster groaned, closing his eyes.

Blood of Tyranny’s right hand was like a blade, cutting open the Black Dragon’s chest, extracting the still-beating Giant Dragon heart, taking big bites, casually chewing a few times before swallowing, soon consuming the entire Giant Dragon heart.

Blood covered his mouth, chin, and chest.

He skillfully dissected the Black Dragon’s corpse, collecting the blood.

Finally, he picked up the Black Dragon’s Magic Spirit Bag and tilted it downwards.

Crash...

A large number of things fell to the ground, piling up like a small mountain.

Blood of Tyranny selected some important items and stopped picking.

On the ground, there was a piece of Ancient Tree Fossil about the size of an arm.

Everyone was surprised.

Even Blood of Tyranny shouldn’t be indifferent to such a large piece of Ancient Tree Fossil.

Blood of Tyranny walked towards the passage, approaching the entrance when he said, "It’s yours."

Everyone’s eyes lit up.

Too generous.

Blood of Tyranny spoke in Demon Language, where "you" and "you all" are the same word.

"Then we won’t be polite, thank you, honorable Blood of Tyranny."

Desecrated Dust, having lost the Ancient Heart of Life, heavily injured and in debt, saw so many things, and didn’t hesitate, rushing forward.

Blood of Tyranny suddenly turned, looking at Desecrated Dust, eyes flickering with blood light, full of ferocity.

"I left that for Zhou Leng, you dare to snatch it?"

Blood of Tyranny charged forward, everyone only saw a flash, followed by a loud boom, a massive upright white shockwave exploded.

Desecrated Dust’s body exploded into pieces, flying everywhere.

"Demons really can’t be trusted." Blood of Tyranny charged alone towards the five Demon Grandmasters.

Everyone instantly understood, Blood of Tyranny was picking a fight to kill Demon Grandmasters.

After all, Demons and Sea Sirens are allies.

"Retreat!" The Four-sided Duke led the five Demon Grandmasters in fighting and retreating, quickly disappearing into a passage.