Martial Ascent to Divinity-Chapter 503 - 486: Witness

Zhou Leng weighed the Battlefield Shield Order in his hand and then handed back the generic Battlefield Shield Order that Cyan Flame had just given him.

"Huh?" Cyan Flame instinctively took it, slightly confused.

"This way is fine. For you, joining any faction inside is the same, and no one is sure where they’ll end up," Zhou Leng said.

"Seems like... it is possible. But what about the extra one in your hand?"

Just as Zhou Leng was about to ask Jade Wings, a team advanced slowly ahead, and two people dashed forward quickly, drawing the attention of many Giant Dragons.

"Zhou Leng!" Rao Mingxian’s voice rang out, with Shen Jun following some distance behind.

"Rao Mingxian, you have come to Dragon Mountain too?" Zhou Leng looked closely at Rao Mingxian, noticing his aura had grown stronger. He had reached the Bone Forging stage, but his aura was no longer that of a Martial Artist; it was a demon’s aura.

"There’s something inside this... it’s from above for you." Rao Mingxian didn’t say it was from Mrs. Xiyang, as she had instructed him not to tell.

With that, he handed over a paper bag.

Zhou Leng glanced at the distant Shen Jun, who nodded gently.

It was intended for Guan Canglong.

Zhou Leng took the paper bag, opened it, and felt absurd.

When did the Battlefield Shield Order become so worthless?

"I already have one, and an extra one too."

Zhou Leng said, holding two stacked Battlefield Shield Orders in his left hand and the paper bag in his right.

Cyan Flame, Jade Wings, and the nearby Silver Dragon, along with Rao Mingxian and Shen Jun not far away, were all a bit dumbfounded.

Zhou Leng had become a ticket scalper, a broker in the Ten Realms?

Shen Jun watched from afar.

He had first met Zhou Leng years ago in a deserted village, where his subordinates were killed by Zhou Leng.

They had many encounters since then, with one accidental meeting leading him to mistake Guan Canglong for a high-ranking member of the Demon Worship Sect in Hundred Peaks Valley.

Later, Zhou Leng killed the Barbarian Star Axe. To save himself, even after discovering Zhou Leng had disguised himself as Guan Canglong, he could only play along.

He hadn’t expected that in just two years, this person had grown to such a level.

Holding three Battlefield Shield Orders, something even the Martial Clans couldn’t do.

Jade Wings smacked its dragon mouth and said, "Be honest, are you a Giant Body or a Succubus Body? I’m all confused."

"Me too." Cyan Flame was flustered by this scene.

Many Grandmasters fought fiercely for a single Battlefield Shield Order, and now it had come to this.

Zhou Leng paused for a moment, glanced at Rao Mingxian, and asked, "You’re already in the Bone Forging stage; do you have any interest in entering the Great Battlefield?"

"Me?" Rao Mingxian’s brain short-circuited for a moment, halting his thoughts.

He and Shen Jun could only describe themselves as crazed with greed, but deep down, they knew they were utterly unqualified.

Even if they waited another ten or a hundred years, they wouldn’t qualify.

The Battlefield Shield Order, like a demonized sports car, was scarce at birth and had hardly any chance of ownership in the future.

A single Battlefield Shield Order could trade for a parking lot of demonized cars.

Everyone knew Battlefield Shield Orders were perilous, with frequent over-half fatalities.

But, it was a tremendous opportunity.

Even the unluckiest people, as long as they survived, could bring back a few valuable ancient relics.

Zhou Leng said, "The current Battlefield Shield Order can only be used this time, and it expires afterward. I have one extra on my hand; I planned to find someone to help sell one, but now I have another one, and there might not be time. This Battlefield Shield Order is yours."

He said, tossing the paper bag to Rao Mingxian.

Rao Mingxian held the paper bag in front of his chest, his lips quivering slightly as he looked at Zhou Leng, not knowing what to say.

Shen Jun behind him stared blankly, never expecting Zhou Leng to give such an important Battlefield Shield Order to Rao Mingxian.

Rao Mingxian was just a minor genius. He could first join the Ancient River Sect, then gain the Rao Family’s resources, and later reap huge gains in the Tree-man World, growing rapidly.

Although still far behind Zhou Leng, with limited ultimate achievements, any small gain in the Great Battlefield could result in becoming a Grandmaster later.

Shen Jun was very envious of Rao Mingxian, as even his teacher wouldn’t part with a Battlefield Shield Order.

"You..." Rao Mingxian bit his teeth lightly, started to say a word, not knowing how to continue.

Just saying thank you wasn’t enough to express his heartfelt gratitude.

"Just take it. I’m going to sell this one, but it might not find a buyer easily, especially since it’s from the Giant side. Jade Wings, you know..."

Zhou Leng was interrupted by a clear dragon roar that soared into the sky.

Then, pale white water light rippled across every direction, sweeping across the entire world in an instant.

Whether they were dragons or giants, regardless of their location, everyone looked up, searching around.

This power was like a gentle breeze, yet akin to a distant ancient call, affecting the minds of all dragons and giants.

Because Zhou Leng possessed the Giant Body and had just consumed pure Dragon Blood, obtaining temporary dragon bloodlines, he simultaneously heard two voices and saw two scenes flash before his eyes.

Atop a high mountain, a Black Dragon with a wingspan of a hundred meters spread its wings, roaring to the sky, shattering clouds and splitting rocks.

In the wilderness, a hundred-meter-tall Giant raised both arms, bellowing, as a white shockwave rippled across, flattening the wild grass over tens of miles.

Zhou Leng’s power was inexplicably stirred, his blood boiling, skin turning red.

"The Great Battlefield is open. All dragons must enter immediately. Once closed, re-entry is impossible. Hurry." A deep Dragon Language voice sounded, spreading across Dragon Mountain.

Zhou Leng weighed the Battlefield Shield Order in his hand, saying, "There’s no time. Let’s go; it will be a souvenir."

Saying this, he nodded at Rao Mingxian.

Rao Mingxian nodded, put away the Giant Dragon Shield Order, and then looked back at Shen Jun.

"Just go directly. I’ll explain to the higher-ups later," Shen Jun said.

"Thanks."

"Come with me!" Jade Wings flapped its wings and flew towards the entrance of the Great Battlefield. Below, Zhou Leng, Cyan Flame, and Rao Mingxian ran together.

One by one, giant dragons rose from all directions, along with other races running on the ground, all heading towards the same goal.

As they ran, they encountered one familiar face after another.

The Three-headed Steel Dragon they once met in Hundred Peaks Valley.

The pitch-black Spine-headed Demon Dragon, Deep Dark Fury.

And the experts from various races they encountered during the Divine Blood Lava trial.

People they had seen online and in videos, including the great Innate human experts and even descendants of martial clans like Xu Ming. Zhou Leng and Rao Mingxian recognized them, but they did not recognize Zhou Leng and Rao Mingxian.

More and more human, demon, sea siren, beastman, and other great innate geniuses gathered.

A small portion of these talents from various races had been recorded and circulated online as short videos.

Cyan Flame suddenly whispered, "Do you see that Demon Spirit Master emanating blue ghostly fire? You must keep your distance from him. You should have heard of him, the Gloomy Death Tide. His family wields the power of death, with pure demigod bloodline."

As he spoke, the pale and incredibly frail young black-haired man turned his head and looked over.

Cyan Flame immediately bowed his head slightly, showing respect.

Gloomy Death Tide glanced at Cyan Flame, seemingly recognizing this young Demon Spirit Master who had recently been in the limelight, and nodded lightly in return.

Jade Wings suddenly cursed quietly, "Crimson Calamity hasn’t even ascended to Grandmaster yet and came here. You mustn’t, mustn’t fight him. The Queen has said that Crimson Calamity’s future achievements won’t be inferior to hers. Of course, now he’s often beaten by her. Don’t be fooled by his sweet talk, calling the Queen ’sister’ every time he sees her, but towards others, it’s ’crunchy...’"

Zhou Leng looked over, seeing an extremely beautiful red dragon flying from the sky, its red scales flickering like flames, shimmering with rainbow light under the sunlight.

Crimson Calamity is the most famous dragon on Blue Star’s internet, known for his beautiful dragon race appearance and immense power, and also because he frequently visits Blue Star, buying hundreds of cases of Maotai each time.

However, every time, he gets drunk and causes a scene, ending up knocked out by a Grandmaster and carried back, frequently trending online.

He’s nicknamed the Maotai Dragon, also known as the Li Bai Dragon.

His strength is undeniable.

Rao Mingxian whispered, "The one carrying the totem pole is Blood Axe Hoof, a beastman who slaughters giants, immensely strong..."

"That’s Armor Breaker Rock..."

One after another, young talents renowned across the Ten Realms appeared, as if performing on a grand stage adorned with flowers.

And these are just the dragon race’s trial takers. Over in the giant race, the Humanoid Alliance’s prominent Innates are even more numerous.

Seeing the famous faces they once could only look up to appear one by one, Zhou Leng felt a surge of emotions initially, but the more he ran, the more tranquil he felt inside.

He realized they were all running on the same path, heading to the same place, about to stand on the same stage.

Cyan Flame murmured to himself, "Finally, I’m standing on the same stage as the strongest peers in the Ten Realms."

Jade Wings cursed under his breath, "They’re all damn lunatics. Aren’t they afraid of dying? They’re so strong, what about me?"

Rao Mingxian nodded like a pecking chick, the excitement of obtaining the Battlefield Shield Order dispersed by the familiar faces and figures.

The more he ran, the more he felt like he was on a vast prairie, with packs of lions and herds of elephants running, while he was like a mouse scurrying among the beasts.

Before his eyes, he could only see the dust, nothing else.

He suddenly felt a bit of regret and looked towards Zhou Leng ahead.

On that familiar face, he appeared calm as usual on the surface, but there was something burning faintly within.

Memories of the past scenes with Zhou Leng flooded into Rao Mingxian’s mind.

The classmate who lived next to Zhang Xinglie.

The acquaintance with whom he played martial arts basketball.

The ordinary classmate in school.

The one who became infamous for getting poisoned throughout the grade.

The graduate who climbed the Eighth Middle School’s award stage in silence.

The one who slowly shone with accumulated strength...

Rao Mingxian sighed softly as he recalled everything related to Zhou Leng.

Within the sigh, there was an inexplicable complexity.

It turned out that the once unremarkable classmate had already stood at the center of the Ten Realms’ stage, shining alongside all the world’s great talents.

Keep it up...

Rao Mingxian silently wished in his heart.

He knew that after leaving the Great Battlefield, Zhou Leng would, with unmatched elegance, become the brightest star among the Ten Realms’ new generation.

He suddenly remembered that during a previous conversation, Zhou Leng had mentioned casually.

The Ancient River Sect trial seemed like everyone was just setting the stage for Zhang Xinglie and Song Juesi, and he, the senior brother, felt more like a translator.

At the time, Rao Mingxian thought Zhou Leng was joking and didn’t feel much.

But now, seeing this scene, he finally understood what it meant back then.

He himself felt like a witness.

Rao Mingxian chuckled.

Being a witness isn’t so bad.

As a child, he had once seen Saint Zhao from a distance in a crowd, never seeing him again afterward.

Later, his grandfather took him to Zhao Lianshuo’s home, listening to Zhao Lianshuo passionately talk about that Broken Sword.

He had even touched that Broken Sword personally.

Perhaps he was the next Zhao Lianshuo.

A witness gifted by a Martial Saint.

Also, not too bad.