Martial Ascent to Divinity-Chapter 670 - 649: Watch Your Mouth

"My name is Zhou Leng."

"It matches quite well with my name. From today onwards, you’ll be called Deadly Cold. Let’s go." The Winter of Death flapped its wings and flew forward.

Zhou Leng said, "His Majesty of the Deadly Star sent me a dream revelation, asking me to join forces with the various races of the Dragon World to initiate the Dragon God’s Gaze and spread His Majesty’s glory. I also have tasks from His Majesty, so I must ask for your pardon, elder."

The Winter of Death paused mid-air, looking down at Zhou Leng, seemingly hesitating.

Soon, he said forcefully, "I suspect you’re deceiving me! Why would His Majesty of the Deadly Star let you initiate the Dragon God’s Gaze? But coincidentally, I’m also going to the Dragon God’s Mural, let’s go together. If you’re lying, I’ll eat you!"

Zhou Leng was originally considering escaping with the Armor of the Ice God, but upon hearing that he was also going to the Dragon God’s Mural, wouldn’t that make him an extra bodyguard?

"We’ll talk when we get to the Dragon God’s Mural."

The Winter of Death had just ascended to demigod status, full of vigor, flying quickly.

Zhou Leng followed behind, running forward.

With the conspicuous demigod Winter of Death present, the journey was smooth, and all divine spirits stayed far away.

The Winter of Death was a fan of Divine Texts, asking about the knowledge of Divine Texts while flying.

In the course of their conversation, the Winter of Death remarked with great feeling, "Your level of Divine Texts is even better than that of the Crystal Race person."

"Crystal Race person?"

"An alien star person, who also speaks Divine Texts, tried to deceive me, even brandishing a Starry Sky Divine Artifact whip to scare me, ha, as if Winter didn’t know what kind of dragon I am. I saw through him and made him admit he came here to steal treasures; since it wasn’t my treasure anyway, it didn’t matter."

Zhou Leng asked, "Then why don’t you let him be your Divine Text teacher?"

The Winter of Death was silent for a few seconds and said, "That person is not bad; after all, he was a former guest and also traded some stellar treasures with me, so I let him go. I am not letting him go just because he has a Starry Sky Divine Artifact and a powerful force backing him, so don’t overthink it or let your mind wander."

Zhou Leng silently took out the Armor of the Ice God and donned it.

Surging icy power enveloped his body.

The Winter of Death sensed the familiar power and exclaimed, "The power of the God of Ice and Snow?"

"Oh? You recognize My God too?"

"Our Frost Giant Dragon Race is also blessed by the god." The voice of the Winter of Death first lowered by three degrees, then increased by two, as he lifted his head proudly.

"Is your Frost Giant Dragon’s origin really powerful?" Zhou Leng’s tone carried a bit of skepticism.

The Winter of Death widened his eyes and passionately shouted, "Little one, watch your tone and control your mouth! We are the Frost Giant Dragons; our bones come from the great Winter of Death; our bloodline from the great Eternal Star Dragon; our power from the great God of Ice and Snow; my glory from the great Far-reaching Mountain; our comrades spread throughout the endless starry sky!"

"So many?"

"What do you think! I only mentioned a part; behind us are countless divine spirits." The Winter of Death said.

"Impressive background."

"What do you think!"

"What is the background of that Crystal Race person, did they come this time as well?"

"Met halfway; had it not been for speaking pure Divine Texts, having somewhat of a connection with My God, he would long ago have been... snapped and chewed up. Just like this." He grabbed a leg of a divine spirit with his claw, putting it in his mouth to chew like a snack, crunching noisily.

Casting aside the other leg casually, he said, "We Frost Giant Dragons never mistreat our own dragons."

Zhou Leng looked at the Grandmaster divine spirit’s leg, quite luxurious, and so he took out a whole roasted lamb and tossed it skyward.

The Winter of Death, like a well-trained dog, dove down, caught it in one bite, chewed and swallowed it, smacked his lips a few times.

"The little jerky is not bad, not much energy, but it tastes good, any more?"

Zhou Leng kept tossing whole roasted lambs into the sky, which the Winter of Death caught precisely, amassing ten and chewing together in big bites.

Crunch crunch...

Zhou Leng clearly understood what an alien star person who speaks Divine Texts and possesses a Starry Sky Divine Artifact implies, thus he kept supplying all kinds of food to the Winter of Death, while discussing the Crystal Race person.

"He belongs to the Plane Merchant family, not that strong; I could just snap my jaws and bite him to death. But Plane Merchants have vast connections and ties, no need to make a mortal enemy. I arranged with him that when our race wants to leave the True King Star, we could contact him, and he can help."

"Oh? Do you have a starry sky contact?" Zhou Leng was quite concerned about starry sky communication.

The Winter of Death suddenly froze, and after a while, he cursed lowly, "That damned Crystal Race person dared to fool me; next time we meet, I’ll bite off his little head."

The other party hadn’t actually provided any contact method.

"What did he ask about?" Zhou Leng inquired.

The Winter of Death rambled on, veering off topic as he said a bunch.

Zhou Leng slowly organized, realizing that the Crystal Sky Dust seemed uninterested in dragons and giants, only in the treasures and demons of this planet.

"Demon..."

Zhou Leng took out the positioning device and discovered it was pointing in one direction, then pointed there and said, "Is that where you encountered the Crystal Race people?"

"Yes, it’s a bit off, but close."

"The Plane Merchant came here, probably not for treasure, but to do business, right?" Zhou Leng said.

Winter of Death waved a claw and said, "Just what I thought! No wonder I’ve always felt something was off! You really have the talent to be a teacher. We Frost Giant Dragons have tiny brains... uh-hum, mind your brain, discard the bad thoughts."

"Then what do you think he’s here to trade?"

Winter of Death shook his head and said, "He’s sneaky; he only said he wanted to find treasure and also a Demon, nothing else. But he will definitely go to True King Mountain; he said he wanted to see if there was any business in lower civilizations. Hmph, he’s the real lower civilization, his whole family is lower civilization."

Zhou Leng continued chatting, constantly trying to get information, mainly about various information and intelligence of True King Land.

Winter of Death kept his own secrets but spilled the secrets of other tribes like beans.

Gradually, some new intelligence was acquired.

"Let me tell you, the True Kings you alien races are fighting over are all fake True Kings. What is a real True King? First, you must awaken the Ancient Call or the Dragon God Mural, then trigger the Divine Powers, and finally serve as the True King and receive the divine coronation to ascend to True King. So far, no one has been divinely crowned..."

"True King Land originally was a place for the Ascension to Divinity left by the great Divine Spirit of Winter of Death Star and Far-reaching Mountain before their fall to their descendants. But the descendants failed to live up to expectations, and we, the divine guards, became the dead spirits..."

"But that’s okay; we dead spirits are free and comfortable, no one can control us..."

"However, sometimes it’s not good, we’re bound by bloodline powers, it’s difficult to leave here, let alone ascend to divinity..."

"If a real True King comes out, can leave here, occasionally wander to the Otherworld, it would actually be quite nice."

Zhou Leng asked, "How long did it take you to advance to demigod? I feel your foundation is strong."

"You noticed too? Good eye. I’m a thousand-year egg, accumulating power for a thousand years in the dragon egg, then easily... can’t say easily, after enduring years of hardship, I advanced to demigod..."

"We True King Land actually counts as half an intermediate civilization, after all, loved by the gods; you lower civilizations are unfortunate..."

The two traveled unimpeded, approaching the Dragon God Mural, encountering many other Giant Dragon dead spirits from different races, including several demigods, traveling the same path.

In front of several elder demigod dead spirits, Winter of Death initially restrained himself, but soon began boasting about the invincibility of Frost Giant Dragons.

The other demigods ignored him, after all the Frost Giant Dragon tribe has a few tough customers.

Approaching the Dragon God Mural, densely packed Giant Dragon dead spirits either flying or walking; upon getting closer, there were also numerous alien star giant dragons and Ten Realms tribes. 𝙛𝒓𝓮𝒆𝔀𝒆𝙗𝓷𝒐𝙫𝒆𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝓶

After asking Winter of Death, Zhou Leng learned that here the dragon side initiated the Dragon God’s Gaze on a gamble.

The difference is that dragons have more sacrificial methods, but they still didn’t work.

Zhou Leng had considered conveying the sacrificial content to the Two Realms Giants, but considering they don’t know Divine Text, it wouldn’t help.

When there’s time, translating the Divine Text to see if they have any success reciting the translation.

However, that’s a matter a thousand years down the line.

Ahead on the ground, over a dozen Frost Giant Dragons lay down, turning their heads to look this way.

"Dad, Mom, I found a Divine Text teacher, Zhou Leng, dragon-man, same race." Winter of Death finished speaking, flapping his wings to land, rolling over to a large Frost Giant Dragon mother dragon, burrowing under the dragon wing, clinging to his mother and smiling.

Like a hen burrowing under another hen’s wing.

Several Frost Giant Dragons turned their heads to look at Zhou Leng.

"You know Divine Text?" Winter of Death’s father, Winter Half-horn, looked at Zhou Leng, his left horn on his head was only half intact, exuding a strong demigod aura, almost equivalent to peak demigods, with bloodline power far stronger than ordinary demigod giant dragons.

Zhou Leng saluted to a group of demigods, introduced his identity, and specifically brought up Winter of Death Star, God of Ice and Snow, and Ten Realms Dragon Tribe.

Both sides chatted for a bit.

"He’s tricking dragons, I don’t believe him anyway." Winter of Death didn’t want his good Divine Text teacher to leave.

The demigods sensed the Dragon God power on Zhou Leng, hesitated for a long time, and Winter Half-horn nodded, "You go first to join the Ten Realms Dragon Tribe, they’re watching here too."

"Thank you, honored Winter Half-horn." Zhou Leng said, walking towards the place where the Ten Realms Dragon Tribe was located.

"Dad..."

Winter of Death was just about to stand up, but was pinned down by the giant dragon wing of his mother.

He quietly complained, and when Zhou Leng walked away, Winter Half-horn said, "First see whether what he says is true or false, if it’s false, then you handle it."

Winter of Death said, "I think his Divine Text is not bad, he’s the best dragon choice for my guard captain and Divine Text teacher. But he’s very smart too, can’t control his own brain, just like that Crystal Race person..."

"Let me tell you, you can’t trust that Crystal Race person’s mouth, like a filthy anus. I suspect he exchanged trash for my treasure, oh, I also gave him trash, the treasure is still with me..."

Zhou Leng walked over to where the Ten Realms Giant Dragons were, discovering each dragon was mentally exhausted, eyes rimmed with black like elderly people who’ve been up late surfing the web.

The Glorious Gold King, Hell Demon Eye, and other giant dragons gathered around to inquire about what was going on.