Martial Ascent to Divinity-Chapter 472 - 457: Ambush

Under the morning sunlight at the shore of Tai Lake, the glow of the National Divine Techniques united as one.

From a distance, the multitude of martial artists wore golden armor.

The opposing human martial artists were inspired, their brilliance flashing repeatedly.

Two forces, illuminated by united strength, charged towards the demon’s defense line.

With the sound of the charge horn, all martial artists were fierce like lions and tigers, swift like eagles and wolves.

In this battle at Tai Lake, the momentum and military might of the humans soared, for the first time completely overwhelming the demon army that outnumbered them several times.

"Don’t be reckless, be careful of the opponent’s innate ambush!" Zhou Leng shouted loudly.

Thanks to the demon spirit trial, even during battle, Zhou Leng could remain clearer-headed than ordinary martial artists, despite the rush of Qi Blood.

However, other innate martial artists, influenced by the army’s momentum, charged as if crushing dry weeds, advancing and advancing again.

Zhou Leng frowned deeply. Could they really step into such a simple trap?

The demons encountered before were never simple. Even the Star of Dim Light had a backup plan.

But the power of one person is so insignificant in the vast ocean of warfare.

Zhou Leng could only swing his fiery flame great saber alone, slaughtering Qi Blood Realm demons he would normally ignore, all the while staying vigilant for the possible ambush from the innate demon troops.

After previously being encircled by three Great Innates, he became somewhat cautious.

Thus, he would only dare to throw spears from a distance and run after throwing.

"Exhausted."

Zhou Leng continued to swing his fiery flame great saber, watching the movements of the innate demons closely.

The martial artists of both armies were like a tidal wave, breaking through the dam formed by the demons.

The two forces merged without a word, combining into one, and charged towards Shuizhou Demon City.

The demons, unwilling to accept defeat, continued their pursuit.

But at this moment, the morale of the humans was extraordinary, fighting and retreating without any sign of collapse.

In contrast, the demon army, lacking enough innates, saw their ordinary demons slaughtered by the innate martial artists.

Even the weakest of innate martial artists could kill ordinary demons in one or two moves.

Suddenly, human martial artists realized that there seemed to be fewer demons.

Because the sea sirens couldn’t keep up and had already retreated to Tai Lake.

How could the martial artists endure this, turning the entire army around to kill ’em!

Even the usually rule-abiding commanders of the Third Brigade were caught up in the bloodlust, joining the charge back.

An hour ago, many innate demons had already withdrawn from the battle formation, preparing to flee.

Now, seeing the humans counterattack, all their morale dissipated completely, and the innate demons fled at full speed.

As the innates ran, the ordinary demons’ morale collapsed.

Led by innate command, Zhou Leng and others chased them relentlessly, only stopping when they reached the shore of Tai Lake.

On the vast Tai Lake, sea sirens bobbed up, quietly watching like a group of pustules.

The army briefly organized the battlefield and left in grandeur.

On the way back, Zhou Leng felt a little puzzled.

Where were the innate demons?

This battle wasn’t what he imagined.

Zhou Leng gathered the hidden martial artists and said, "I don’t think it’s this simple."

"Hmm?" The team members’ eyes were serious.

"Don’t you find it strange? With so many demons, there weren’t many innates in the final battle. I think they might be using strategy, pretending to let us go before gathering a large number of innates to ambush us on the way."

After Zhou Leng finished speaking, the team members looked at him with peculiar eyes.

Zhi Liao thought for a moment and said, "Monkey King, how many battles of a scale of one hundred thousand or more have you participated in?"

Zhou Leng recalled, having only started participating last year.

The Celestial Tier Examination Hall doesn’t count, during the demon city’s attacks he only fought in small parts, and the other few battles weren’t large-scale.

The intensity in the fierce beast world was high, but the scale wasn’t large.

The only large-scale battle was defending the demon city during the New Year, only defending without having to manage anything.

Zhou Leng hesitated and said, "Actually, just one, the demon city defense battle."

Everyone showed an expression of understanding.

Everyone in the hidden martial artists team was experienced.

Like Zhi Liao, who had participated in at least ten battles of this scale.

Zhi Liao said, "Demons are also life forms, they are finite, not spawned from nothing. The demon army we encountered was of middle to high strength among demons. You thought those innates prepared to ambush you were already killed in advance."

"Uh..." Zhou Leng vaguely realized he was accustomed to high-quality small-scale battles, not quite understanding large-scale ones, but still found it hard to believe, "Are innate demons really that few?"

The Madman said, "It’s not what you think, it’s what I think."

Everyone laughed heartily.

Wood asked, "Were your previous opponents very strong?"

"Somewhat." Zhou Leng truly understood this time, he was used to warring with fierce beasts, and was often covered in wounds, flesh torn, bones shattered, looking miserable.

Being pierced by a hundred arrows looked terrifying, but the damage was far less compared to fierce beasts.

Wood, who rarely spoke, couldn’t help but ask, "What kind of demons did you fight before?"

Everyone looked at Zhou Leng.

"I’ve never encountered ones this weak." Zhou Leng said.

The weakest of fierce beasts, in the same realm of demons or beastmen, would be equivalent to a demigod bloodline.

Encountered demon spirit masters, even if their attacking ability was slightly inferior, their defense and evasion abilities were top-notch.

This time, meeting demons that fell with one spear, can they claim to be innate?

The eight team members looked at each other, speechless.

"Either your previous enemies were too strong, or you’ve grown too fast..." the Madman muttered softly.

The group continued forward.

The nine people were hidden martial artists, and on their way back, they did not communicate with the outside world.

Merchants, war correspondents, and many others wanted to find the "Sea Siren Slayer," but were rejected by the members of the Third Brigade.

As the human group retreated, the remnants of the demon army fled all the way to the vicinity of Tiger Hill.

Huqiu Fortress was besieged by demons scattered all over the mountains and fields.

In the demon army camp, a temporary fortress built with spells stood opposite Huqiu Fortress.

After the remnants of the demon army finished narrating the military situation, the message was transmitted layer by layer until it reached the Celestial Calamity Envoy’s desk.

In the castle’s study room, a Black Sun Intestine flipped through reports, watching images recorded by the demon warlock.

His head was a black light disk, which, from a distance, looked like a black sun.

There was no face on it, just endless black.

He had no limbs; his body was a gorgeous blood-golden armor, seemingly hollow, with the black sun head floating above the armor.

Protruding from the gaps between the black sun helmet and the blood-golden armor were writhing bloody intestines, as thick as an adult’s arm.

There were a total of twenty-four, stretching in all directions, pointing towards the sky, gently swaying.

The twenty-four bloody intestines spread out like petals.

At the study room door, a line of demons knelt, including some Innate from the Black Sun Intestine clan.

The Black Sun Intestine clan considered it a tribal honor to be a vessel for the Celestial Calamity God.

In front of the Celestial Calamity Envoy, the images recorded by the demon warlock played at a hundred times speed.

After reviewing all the information, the Celestial Calamity Envoy made a pleasant sound.

"Interesting humans, actually cultivating the ancient legacy to such a profound realm. In a high-level civilization, they would be considered above average."

"However..."

The Celestial Calamity Envoy seemed somewhat puzzled.

He sensed a familiar aura from this human, but it was too faint to accurately perceive.

"Perhaps, more power must descend for me to discern the source of that aura."

"This insignificant person is trivial. The most important thing is to find the ’Mountain Slaying Battle Body.’"

The Celestial Calamity Envoy slowly turned his head, gazing out the window, unsure of what he was reminiscing.

After a long while, the intestines around his head gently swayed.

"Capture Huqiu Fortress!"

In the distance, Zhou Leng’s team safely reached the Red Spot Forest.

Having arrived at a safe place, the parties separated.

The merchants continued towards Shuizhou Demon City, while the Third Brigade departed to rescue other teams.

Zhi Liao received orders to lead the Monkey King back.

Zhou Leng thought he would leave with the Third Brigade, but the captain said they must return, so he had to comply.

On the road, Zhou Leng reviewed the messages in Martial Faith.

The fourth sequence had already started, with a large number of martial artists heading to Shuizhou Demon City, marching with the army to various regions.

The fifth sequence was about to commence.

Both the Martial Arts Academy and the Martial Arts Hall were part of the fifth sequence.

The classmates in the class were extremely excited, chatting enthusiastically in the group, all hoping to participate in the battle, to contribute to humanity and the nation.

Afterwards, Zhou Leng marched while also watching important intelligence.

In the days he tangled with the demon army, Shuizhou Demon City was engulfed in smoke and flames.

Over a million martial artists converged from various places.

Some followed units like the Third Brigade, going deep into Shuizhou for rescues and battles.

Others supported Han Mountain Fortress and Huqiu Fortress.

Some stayed in Shuizhou Demon City, undergoing intense training to prepare for the great battle at Shuizhou Base.

Various messages flew everywhere, but most were about the nation’s people actively responding to the battle.

Occasionally, there were other topics, such as donations and blood donations.

Returning to the Martial Arts Brigade’s base, Zhi Liao announced orders from superiors to standby onsite, rest well, and prepare for the upcoming great battle.

Zhou Leng stayed with the Martial Arts Brigade, cultivating methodically.

Although these days did not involve the crazy blood battles of the Fierce Beast World, they offered a different combat experience and expanded his understanding of martial arts.

Especially regarding lightweight skill and escape, he gained a new perspective.

Flexible combat is a compulsory course for a martial artist. 𝒇𝒓𝒆𝒆𝙬𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝒎

Because of this, he bought a large amount of refined steel spears again, as they were truly useful.

Demonized long spears were too expensive to buy casually; after each use, they must be retrieved. If lost, one spear worth millions would be a significant loss.

However, once more funds are available, he still wants to buy high-grade demonized long spears.

These particularly high-grade demonized long spears are imbued with powerful demon spirit techniques; when thrown, they activate these techniques, increasing speed and power.

Besides being expensive, they have no drawbacks.

That night, Zhou Leng received a message from Chen Shouhu, heading to the Martial Arts Dojo.

The two walked along the track, chatting.

Chen Shouhu inquired about the situation, and Zhou Leng answered one by one.

"Your strength far exceeds imagination," said Chen Shouhu.

"Still far behind Li Shenkong," replied Zhou Leng.

Chen Shouhu was about to say there was a chance to catch up, but worried the boy would become arrogant, so he said, "Indeed. Li Shenkong will certainly become an insurmountable monument in the future. Saint Huang of Huang Xuan Pavilion said that Li Shenkong is the most likely in history to surpass the Martial Saint and ascend to the Void God."

"Can humans really surpass the Martial Saint?" Zhou Leng asked.