Martial Ascent to Divinity-Chapter 699 - 678: Force Field

"It must be some Giant elder shrinking their body."

"That doesn’t seem right either. His power feels a lot like Void mastery."

"Giants having similar power is normal. A Human Grandmaster possessing Void mastery, that’s unlikely."

Wang Boxiong occasionally glanced back, vaguely feeling this person resembled Zhou Leng.

After all, he had much more contact with Zhou Leng than Chen Shouhu.

The battle continued.

Wherever Zhou Leng went, there were always Demons with defiance, and then they would lose their Qi.

Gradually, a bizarre scene unfolded in front of both armies.

A human wielding a Demon’s Flame Greatsword was slaughtering Demons everywhere, causing the Demons to collapse wherever he went.

After that, the person chased the Demons across the battlefield, killing them.

Large sections of the Demonic army’s formation were disrupted, with morale shattered.

Soon, more and more eyes were drawn to this part of the frontline.

The commander of this frontline was killed, and commanders from other places immediately dispatched Grandmaster battalions to assist.

However, no matter how many came, Zhou Leng killed them all.

Including several powerful Grandmaster Kings.

Including the Son of Demigod.

Including many high-ranking Demons.

At first, Zhou Leng was just killing, but later he found more high-ranking Demons and various Demon Dragons, so he slightly controlled his strength, not shattering bodies, only decapitating, occasionally punching through heads.

After killing, he collected them in the Stellar Bag.

The Celestial Calamity Envoy never once glanced this way, only focusing on the battle between the Mother Tree and the Mother Insect.

The combat carried on from day to night, and then to dawn, the ground continuously subsiding, yet the battle showed no signs of ending.

Without the Celestial Calamity Envoy’s command, each command post fought independently.

The sky shifted from black to blue, and dawn arrived.

Zhou Leng had slain so many Demon Grandmasters that it actually affected the entire battle situation.

The Grandmasters of the Tree-man Alliance actually began pushing back.

As a result, the commanders of various regions of the Demonic army hurriedly began tallying, and then came to an unbelievable conclusion.

Overnight, nearly three thousand Grandmasters were killed.

That dual-sword-wielding human, single-handedly, one night, killed over two thousand five hundred.

Ten times more than the previous record holder for the Human Race, Song Juesi.

No Demon believed it.

Repeatedly tallied, tallying a dozen times, but the more they tallied, the more dead Grandmasters were found, seemingly endless.

Later, including Demons below the Grandmaster level, roughly calculated, he killed over a million by himself.

No Demon could withstand being killed at such a rate.

The commanders looked towards the battlefield.

Under the dark blue sky, that seemingly fire-winged human was still killing, with the Demons ahead of him still fleeing.

The entire right flank of the Demonic army had already been on the brink of collapse.

The person was nearly reaching the Corpse King’s throne.

However, not being foolish, he made a swift turn and cut back, keeping distance from the Celestial Calamity Envoy.

The commanders hurriedly sought instructions from the Demigod Avatars.

The Demigod Avatars also felt that continuing such slaughter was not a solution, so they gathered to discuss strategies.

The Demigod Tree-man observed the situation from above and relayed it to the rear.

Accordingly, the Tree-man Alliance issued orders, instructing the mysterious dual-swordsman to return and rest.

Zhou Leng glanced at the Demon camp, then at the unmoving Celestial Calamity Envoy, sheathed his Flame Greatsword, and walked towards the Mother Tree.

A couple of Demigod Avatars were manageable, but upon hearing of dozens coming for him, he decided against it.

Among them were many Demon Casters, with various curses and weakening spells that could significantly diminish his powers, potentially causing downfall in the gutter.

Soon enough, the Tree-man Alliance also began tallying the results.

A terrifying number circulated throughout the army.

Virtually no one believed it.

Only those who witnessed Zhou Leng chasing and slaughtering millions of Demons by himself believed it.

Sunlight rose.

Chen Shouhu and Wang Boxiong, along with other night-battle personnel, slowly made their way back, quietly discussing.

At this time, Li Shenkong and Zhao Cong, along with other Grandmasters, having finished breakfast, prepared for battle.

The two groups crossed paths.

"Brother Hu," Li Shenkong greeted actively.

The others were mostly courteous with Zhao Cong.

Despite the Zhao Family’s issues, Zhao Cong was sincerely on the battlefield, and no one said anything about it at this time.

Chen Shouhu said, "Elder Song’s record has been broken, you’ll have to set a new goal."

"Oh? Which expert broke Elder Song’s record?"

"A mysterious member of the Humanoid Alliance wielding dual swords, uncertain who it is."

"How many Demon Grandmasters did he kill in one night?"

"Over two thousand six hundred."

"How many?"

"Over two thousand six hundred."

"Ten times Elder Song?"

"Yes."

Li Shenkong looked at Chen Shouhu in bewilderment, knowing that even if he used the Star-slaying Sword to its fullest, exhausting all True Qi and blood, he couldn’t kill so many Grandmasters.

"How did he do it?" Zhao Cong was stunned, even his grandfather Zhao Dongjun had never been so fierce.

Though Zhao Dongjun once stabilized the nation alone, that was long after he ascended to Martial Saint.

"Check the videos in nearby groups, someone must have uploaded them."

The two immediately searched for nearby temporary area groups, linked up, and searched for videos.

Indeed, numerous drone-shot videos were available.

Li Shenkong and Zhao Cong silently watched.

After just a few glances, it was clear that this person’s speed had already surpassed that of a Grandmaster King.

At a speed that often reached more than seven times the speed of sound, even an abnormal Demon Grandmaster couldn’t escape.

After watching several videos in a row, Li Shenkong said with a dry throat, "This person hasn’t used their full strength."

"Right." The other Grandmasters nodded, acknowledging that it was indeed Li Shenkong, who could grasp the key just from watching the videos for a moment.

Zhao Cong sighed, "It must be a Giant elder. Humans couldn’t possibly have such a formidable body. Look at the video of him slaying a dragon... It seems he wanted to preserve the Demon Dragon’s body intact, as he didn’t even use a greatsword but instead went around to the back of the dragon’s head and struck with a punch..."

"Though the footage is too far and unclear, that speed and that power—it was like smashing into tofu. If it were me, my arm would have been shattered by the dragon’s skull."

"We also think he’s a Giant. If not, then it’s a Fierce Beast that can transform into a human shape," a Grandmaster said.

The others discussed it and largely agreed it was a Giant.

Tiger and Bear and others went back to rest, while Li Shenkong silently walked forward, carrying the Star-slaying Sword on his back.

Zhao Cong walked for a while, then laughed, "You haven’t achieved your old goal yet, and now your new goal has to go even higher."

Li Shenkong was still a bit bewildered and sighed, "There is always someone better. Previously, I thought Zhou Leng was fierce enough, but it turns out the Giant Race is even more brutal."

He accidentally spoke his mind.

Zhao Cong laughed, "Zhou Leng? Compared to this Giant elder, he’s far behind."

"Yes, really far behind." Li Shenkong kept walking while repeatedly watching the videos, the more he watched, the more a sense of familiarity arose.

Because some sword techniques looked like random slashes but shared the same origin as the Ancient River Sect.

Since childhood, he’d specialized in the Star-slaying Sword, and this feeling was exceptionally clear.

Moreover, the sword techniques were indeed similar to Zhou Leng’s.

That aura of defying the gods alone, of being invincible, was identical.

In the True King Land, Zhou Leng also chased and killed the Divine Death Beast all over the place.

If not for a mental block, he would have already drawn the Star-slaying Sword, let it watch the video, and asked if it was Zhou Leng.

In the Demons’ camp.

The just-awakened Zhao Tianji and the Grandmasters like Light of Redemption stared wide-eyed at each other.

They repeatedly checked the report; there was no mistake—the person had killed over two thousand six hundred Grandmasters.

The Grandmasters responsible for the far-right region were nearly wiped out.

They silently watched the images recorded by the Demon Warlock, watching one after another, over and over again.

After discussing for half a day, they reached no conclusion.

Humans couldn’t possibly have such a powerful body. Without using True Qi, it must be a Giant.

Finally, Zhao Tianji said, "Don’t bother with this mysterious Giant. He’s not someone we can contend with. Our target is Zhou Leng."

"Right." Light of Redemption lifted his left hand, seemingly unintentionally brushing his left chest.

For some reason, seeing this person made his heart uncomfortable.

Zhao Tianji said, "The war is nearing its end. Once the Mother Tree’s power is exhausted, His Majesty the Celestial Calamity Envoy will personally act. Then, with the struggle for the Corpse King’s Throne beginning, Zhou Leng will surely appear. We will see Zhou Leng and attack him secretly."

"Okay." Light of Redemption touched the Magic Spirit Bag.

Inside was a teleportation scroll, to be used in advance to teleport to a distant place in case of danger.

Zhou Leng returned to the branches, restored his appearance, removed the headgear, and recalled the combat experience.

The main focus was on perceiving the changes in his body.

With a raise of his hand, he grabbed the Flame Greatsword.

Flames enveloped the sword, with an ultra-high temperature exceeding five thousand degrees, scorching everything.

Within the flames also contained strange demon power.

Such powerful flames were exceptionally gentle in Zhou Leng’s hands.

Especially the terrifying demon power, which had no offensive capability whatsoever.

"The previous lifting power was seven hundred and fifty thousand tons; now, it’s probably... about one million five hundred thousand tons."

He put away the Flame Greatsword, opened a corner of the Cosmic Bag, and a large number of Star Conches released spectacular light, enveloping his entire body.

He continued cultivating the Undying Star Body.

With billions of Star Conches from the Tree-man, the power of the Undying Star Body steadily increased.

Last night’s battle was just a small achievement of the Undying Star Body.

The battle between the Mother Tree and the Mother Insect was still ongoing.

A massive rumbling sound continued without end.

Zhou Leng quietly cultivated, finishing the cultivation of the Undying Star Body before starting on the Stellar Version of the Great Sun Divine Skill.

After finishing that, he started on the Star Phoenix Rejuvenation Technique.

Having cultivated for two months under the Mother Tree, the Star Phoenix Feathers of the Star Phoenix Rejuvenation Technique exceeded fifty thousand, moving closer to one hundred thousand.

Now, the healing power of the Star Phoenix Rejuvenation Technique had reached an extremely terrifying level. Combined with the Tree-man’s Divine Techniques, its healing ability had far surpassed that of ordinary Demigods, with only a few Demigods possessing particularly strong physical bodies reaching this level.

Finished with cultivation, Zhou Leng looked down at his two hands.

Was it an illusion, or did the surface of his body seem to form a kind of faint power?

This power was somewhat similar to the invisible force fields on the surfaces of the Mother Tree and the Mother Insect.

It also had a bit of the kind of power formed when a planet rotates.

Invisible and intangible, it couldn’t even be clearly sensed by martial perception, but it indeed existed.

This feeling was hard to describe, like the body was repelling all surrounding forces, with a sense of becoming its own star.

"I wonder if Stellar Life is in this state..."

Zhou Leng was pondering when the ground trembled more violently than ever before.

For the first time, the Mother Tree shook violently.

Distant shouts came from below the tree.

"The Celestial Calamity Envoy has acted..."

Zhou Leng’s expression grew serious as he leapt straight down from the tree trunk, running outward while looking towards the Corpse King’s Throne.

The Celestial Calamity Envoy was nowhere to be seen.

He looked again at the enormous pitch-black tornado.

Boom!

The tornado exploded.

Revealing the enormous cage of tree roots.

In the cage, the Mother Insect was still standing but full of cracks, all over sunken in, insect juices splattering everywhere, a filthy mess within.

The small figure of the Celestial Calamity Envoy stood atop the cage, his right foot stamping heavily.

The cage of tree roots shattered inch by inch, collapsing in all directions.