Martial Ascent to Divinity-Chapter 700 - 679: Encirclement and Slaughter

All other battles elsewhere ceased, and everyone from both camps looked toward the Mother Insect, Mother Tree, and the Celestial Calamity Envoy.

The black beetle, a kilometer long, was covered in cracks and densely packed with broken blades.

The Mother Insect suddenly screeched at the Mother Tree, raising a visible white air wave, shattering the earth and spreading layer by layer.

Her black carapace split in two, transforming into enormous wings.

Her dense legs pushed off the ground, causing the earth to quake, as a massive ring of dust clouds spread.

She carried the Celestial Calamity Envoy upward, soaring toward the top of the Mother Tree.

Boom, boom, boom...

Thousands of tree roots stabbed obliquely out from the ground, reminiscent of a forest of spears, stretching skyward and piercing the clouds.

Numerous branches extended, transforming into giant hands, striking at the Celestial Calamity Envoy.

Those on the ground held their breath.

This power of the Mother Tree far exceeded the level of a demigod; any demigod would be slain in an instant.

The actual realm of the Celestial Calamity Envoy remained at a Grandmaster level.

"Before the divine, no enemy remains."

The Celestial Calamity Envoy’s soft voice spread across the scene.

Everyone who heard this voice, whether demon or humanoid, even the tree-men, found all hatred and opposition toward the Celestial Calamity Envoy quietly dissipated from their hearts.

Some even developed sympathy for the Celestial Calamity Envoy, feeling this individual was truly unfortunate to be forced into this battle.

Even the powerful demigod tree-men, at this moment, lost hostility toward the Celestial Calamity Envoy.

Even the Martial Arts Will of someone as strong as Zhou Leng found all hostile emotions vanishing.

"Quite handsome indeed..."

The Celestial Calamity Envoy stood proudly on the back of the Mother Insect.

Countless roots and branches flying from both ground and sky turned into fine dust as they approached the Mother Insect, like ash, dispersing everywhere.

The roots and branches ceased, continuously emerging, continuously extending.

Yet everything seemed in vain; as long as they approached, they would inevitably turn to dust.

The Mother Insect continued to fly as if an invisible flame, constantly burning the roots and branches of the Mother Tree.

The Mother Tree, like a stubborn elder, continued to attack with roots and branches despite them never returning.

A gigantic spherical space formed near the Mother Insect.

Roots and branches turned into countless flying ashes, permeating and dispersing outside the sphere.

The demons cheered jubilantly.

The Tree-man Alliance Army wasn’t saddened, as if everything was as it should be.

Suddenly, the sound of a sword rang through the clouds, piercing the heavens and earth.

Clang!

The Star-slaying Sword moved.

Instantly, the members of the Tree-man Alliance felt a tremor in their hearts, with their enmity toward the Celestial Calamity Envoy gradually returning.

The spherical space near the Mother Insect suddenly cracked open, and countless branches and roots rushed in, entwining the giant insect, swiftly pushing outwards.

The Celestial Calamity Envoy looked toward the Mother Tree.

"Those who blaspheme the divine, forever distant heavens."

The sky split open, and dark fissures expanded, eventually forming a large black void disk, covering the Mother Tree and isolating it from all power from the sky.

The light on the surface of the Mother Tree’s leaves vanished at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Those who disrespect the divine, eternal earth mourning."

The ground beneath the Mother Tree turned blood-red, continuously expanding outward, finally forming a ten-kilometer diameter scarlet land, severing the Mother Tree from the power of the earth.

Zhou Leng looked at the land beneath his feet, his heart pounding wildly, and instinctively took quick steps back.

As he walked, he observed the Mother Tree.

A day of battle had consumed much of the Mother Tree’s power.

Now, the Celestial Calamity Envoy was delivering the final blow.

"The land and sky of the tree-men, evergreen and unwithering!"

A demigod tree-man roared, and a towering Tree God, tens of meters tall, transformed into flames, soaring like a meteor toward the Celestial Calamity Envoy.

The Celestial Calamity Envoy remained unmoved, as the Mother Insect’s carapace wings gently vibrated, sending out a dense barrage of white air blades, hundreds of meters long.

With a chaotic hiss, the demigod tree-man was sliced into pieces.

"Tree-men, evergreen and unwithering!"

Another demigod tree-man roared, also engulfed in flames, yet rather than charging at the Celestial Calamity Envoy or Mother Insect, it flew toward a nearby demigod giant insect.

One by one, demigod tree-men burned their power, charging toward the demigod giant insects.

Some of the tree-men, after exhausting one demigod tree-man, still had strength to spare, turning to attack another demigod giant insect.

Under the pale blue sky, clusters of demigod fire burned, crashed to the ground, and withered.

Thus, all demigods of both the giant insects and tree-men perished here.

The essence of those demigod tree-men returned to the earth, reuniting with the Mother Tree.

"Tree-men, evergreen and unwithering!"

Countless tree-men roared furiously, charging at the demon army.

The final showdown began.

The armies of both sides collided like torrents.

The Grandmasters gazed at the Throne of the Corpse King.

The Celestial Calamity Envoy had left; whoever claimed the Throne of the Corpse King would be the chief among the Grandmasters.

Zhao Cong squinted, looking toward the Throne of the Corpse King, saying, "Shenkong, shall we join forces to capture the Throne of the Corpse King?"

"No corpse of humankind should bear a demon king," Li Shenkong replied.

"Good!" Zhao Cong said, rushing forward.

Li Shenkong stepped forward, and the two top Grandmaster kings of humanity pierced through the demon army, heading toward the Throne of the Corpse King.

Quickly, upper-rank Grandmasters, Grandmasters, and Master Kings from all directions charged toward the Throne of the Corpse King.

Zhou Leng glanced at the Throne of the Corpse King, then turned to look up at the high sky, at the battle between the Celestial Calamity Envoy, the Mother Insect, and the Mother Tree.

At this moment, a squad of tree-men roared, charging at the giant insects.

Among those tree-men, Zhou Leng saw a familiar figure.

A young tree-man, its roots writhing, sped forward.

A piece of insect shell hung above its head.

The branches tightly clutched the insect shell.

Zhou Leng recalled that day when the blue giant butterfly spread its wings, flying into the air, then descending.

Zhou Leng opened his mouth, intending to stop the new Vigorous Root, but then closed it.

He simply watched as that familiar figure charged onto the battlefield for a second time.

Zhou Leng surveyed the battlefield.

The land was riddled with scars, not a single inch remained unscathed.

In a battle of the Void God level, he was powerless to interfere.

Once again, he looked towards the Throne of the Corpse King, towards the staircase made of human bones.

"Then..."

Zhou Leng used his Lightweight Skill and rushed towards the Throne of the Corpse King.

The demonic creatures and the Tree-man Alliance Army below the Upper-Rank Grandmaster level slowly retreated from the Throne of the Corpse King.

Upper-Rank Grandmasters and Grandmasters converged towards the Throne of the Corpse King.

The Throne of the Corpse King possessed a peculiar power, making it impossible for people to climb from its other three sides; they could only ascend via the bone staircase, and the one at the front could not climb quickly, having to proceed step by step slowly.

However, those following could catch up quickly.

Whoever went up first would be attacked by those behind, so after several Grandmasters perished in succession, everyone gave up climbing.

Below the bone tower, a bloody battle unfolded.

From a distance, Zhou Leng saw hundreds of Grandmasters engaged in fierce combat below the bone staircase.

Wang Boxiong and Chen Shouhu, Zhao Cong and Li Shenkong, along with numerous Grandmasters, were among them.

Zhou Leng drew closer, and suddenly, a message popped up from the Demon Brain.

The message was from the Light of Redemption.

Zhou Leng slowed his pace, recalling what Shen Jun had said before.

He opened the message with his thoughts, revealing the Light of Redemption’s message.

"The Tree-man World is fraught with danger, be extra cautious."

Zhou Leng looked around but couldn’t find the Light of Redemption and pondered for a moment.

"If I kill all the dangers, there’s no need to be cautious."

Zhou Leng took a deep breath, exhaled slowly, and stepped forward, not sprinting at full speed to cope with sudden situations.

His right hand rested on the Star Bag.

The demons drew ever nearer.

Zhou Leng’s hand reached into the Star Bag, gripping the Flame Greatsword.

Not far away, Zhao Tianji glanced at Zhou Leng, then immediately lowered his head, looking towards the people in the trench.

"We’ve found Zhou Leng, next we will encircle him when he makes a move, attacking from behind and both sides!"

"Follow the specific tactics we planned earlier..."

"No matter how strong he is, he’s just recently advanced to Grandmaster, his strength is limited."

"Now that the Demon-slaying Swordsman isn’t here, it’s our best opportunity."

"Remember, conceal your killing intent, and when he approaches the battlefield and is about to engage, we will strike full force..."

"Go!"

A total of twelve people or demons leapt from the trench.

Four Grandmaster Kings, seven Grandmasters, and a demigod demon’s avatar.

The twelve Grandmasters formed a fan shape, only using the corner of their eyes to watch Zhou Leng, restraining their killing intent, sprinting swiftly.

A dozen or so Grandmasters in the vicinity of the bone tower were insignificant among the many Grandmasters.

The Light of Redemption was among the twelve individuals.

He was assigned to attack from the rear but slowed his pace, lagging behind, his right hand reaching into the Magic Spirit Bag.

Instead of grabbing a sword or saber, he grasped a teleportation scroll.

The Light of Redemption didn’t dare to look directly at Zhou Leng, afraid of being discovered, only stealing glances from the corner of his eye.

He didn’t know why, but his heart was pounding with fear.

He didn’t know if it was an illusion, but he felt this person bore an uncanny resemblance to the Demon-slaying Swordsman.

The other eleven people mingled among the Grandmasters, edging closer to Zhou Leng.

They all maintained a distance of at least two to three hundred meters from Zhou Leng, avoiding detection.

Only the Light of Redemption stayed over five hundred meters away.

In the distance, during a break in the battle, Zhao Cong scanned the entire field and, not spotting a disguised Zhou Leng, quickly surveyed around Zhou Leng.

He retracted his gaze, a faint smile appearing at the corner of his mouth.

Zhou Leng continued forward, soon approaching the bone tower.

A group of demon Grandmasters charged over, howling.

Zhou Leng maintained his speed, starting to gather power.

The demons grew closer, and suddenly, they all accelerated.

The Grandmaster demons ahead pounded the ground, making a deafening roar.

The demons ambushing Zhou Leng, along with Zhao Tianji and others, controlled their power, making no sound, but all rushed towards Zhou Leng at full speed.

Zhou Leng sensed people charging at him from all directions, his expression unchanged, maintaining his original stride.

As both sides drew near, he drew two Flame Greatswords from the Star Bag.

In the instant the two swords appeared, all the Grandmasters instinctively paused.

Some of the Grandmasters at the forefront hesitated, some wanted to retreat.

But it was too late.

Woosh...

The flames burned constantly, and the sword shadows extended.

Zhou Leng’s body spun around, the sword shadows stretching to dozens of meters following the rotation, replicating last night’s spectacle.

During the day, the light was not as blinding as at night.

A faint circle of fire swept through the world.

Thud thud thud...

All the demons and people around were sliced into several pieces by the mighty Half-Divine Artifact and terrifying Power.

Only Zhao Tianji managed to block and defend with a powerful Half-Divine Artifact, coughing up blood as he flew back.

"Huh?"

Zhou Leng suddenly turned his head, encountering for the first time someone who easily blocked his Flame Greatsword.

With a single step, his body suddenly accelerated to seven times the speed of sound, rushing towards Zhao Tianji.

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw a flash of teleportation magic, disappearing from sight. The person inside was enveloped in teleportation light, making it impossible to see who it was.