Martial Ascent to Divinity-Chapter 706 - 685: Erasure
At the peak of the mother tree, both sides gasped heavily, their eyes red, staring at each other.
"Are all you divine spirits so fierce?" Zhou Leng slowly walked around, centering on the Celestial Calamity Envoy, seeking his weaknesses.
"I also didn’t expect there would be a human like you." The Celestial Calamity Envoy moved with Zhou Leng, not blinking.
"You’re impressive, your combat style far exceeds any Martial Saint I’ve known, there’s a sense of simplicity upon the great path, a return to innocence." Zhou Leng seemed truly to be chatting with the Celestial Calamity Envoy.
"Want to learn? I can teach you."
"Thank you, go ahead and teach."
"First, revere me as God."
"Okay, you are God, go ahead and teach."
The Celestial Calamity Envoy suddenly smiled and said, "I somewhat like you Blue Star People, accurately speaking, people from Dragon Country. Even the Demon wouldn’t dare say such things. Among thousands of celestial regions, only a group like yours might truly ascend to divinity, no exception."
"Just average, ranked third in the universe." Zhou Leng continued to recover his power while deliberately stalling.
The Celestial Calamity Envoy said, "Deliberately stepping back, leading me away from the mother insect’s corpse, afraid I’ll absorb its power?"
"Yes."
"Then use destructive Star Power to ruin my mortal body, followed by a battle of flesh and blood, depleting my strength?"
"Yes."
"Talking to me now to gather your final power, delivering a fatal blow?"
"Yes."
"After killing you, I will first visit your Dragon Country, then destroy this interesting civilization."
"Why must a civilization be destroyed?"
"Have you ever played a game?"
"I have."
"As I’ve said, to me, the Ten Realms are merely a game."
"So you’re saying that your divine realm is just like us mortals? Even after ascending to divinity, you’re still obsessed with such mundane interests? Driven by instinct for slaughter, curiosity, desire?"
"Divine spirits come in many forms, there are desire-driven spirits, ideological spirits; void spirits, emotional spirits; spirits of order and spirits of chaos; good ones, and evil ones. In a universe so vast, it’s no surprise what kind of divine spirit might emerge. It’s not only the godly concept you understand that makes one a divine spirit."
Zhou Leng said, "Then let me make a comparison, divided by the human world, the kind of divine spirit you are is akin to the human destroyers, rogues, criminals. In terms of animals, it’s like mad dogs, rats, insects? Don’t be angry, I’m just making a comparison."
The Celestial Calamity Envoy said, "You can make more comparisons, like comparing us to bacteria and viruses. At this level, with your insight and knowledge, there must be a query: why do bacteria and viruses precede humanity’s arrival on Blue Star, yet humans claim to be the masters of Blue Star? Rules humans set, like beauty and ugliness, good and evil, are they rules? Not knowing..."
"To bacteria and viruses, humans are merely intelligent carriers. Even if you eventually ascend and become divine, within your body, traces of bacterial and viral genes remain. Those genes provide you with great power..."
"So, let me ask you—compared to the vast universe of trillions of galaxies, what are humans?"
Zhou Leng remained silent.
The Celestial Calamity Envoy suddenly smiled and said, "However, continue to maintain your moral sense, continue to possess this ’fixed heaven and earth’ strange ability, perhaps the universe needs beings like you, defining differently. For example, you humans also need natural reserves..."
"The most important thing is that not every creature’s existence must have a meaning you can comprehend. You know nothing about the universe."
Zhou Leng sighed and said, "I can roughly understand what you mean. As expected from a divine spirit, completely uninhibited by all concepts like mortal morals, aesthetics, meanings. In other words, I, Zhou Leng, likewise can be uninhibited by these concepts, as well as by the concepts of you divine spirits, or even cosmic concepts, right?"
"Correct answer," said the Celestial Calamity Envoy, "This is why I am intrigued by you Blue Star People. Unlike the emotional madness of demons, I am more fascinated by this rational madness. If you survive again, I will give you Blue Star People a small opportunity..."
After the Celestial Calamity Envoy finished speaking, he slowly raised his right arm, with his index finger pointing at Zhou Leng.
At the moment he raised his right arm, Zhou Leng felt the strongest crisis of his life, instinctively wanting to act.
But, his body couldn’t move.
His will couldn’t move.
Everything about him, was stationary.
Only his thoughts moved, able to perceive, able to see, but beyond that, nothing could move.
Zhou Leng quietly watched the Celestial Calamity Envoy ahead, raising his arm, pointing at himself.
From beginning to end, the whole process, so clear.
So clear it was like a basic fist technique.
Yet unbeatable.
"God’s enemy, born to die."
Zhou Leng clearly sensed an indescribable immense power resonate within this space.
This power, supreme and majestic, undeniable.
The feeling...
As if he were merely the words "Zhou Leng" left by a pencil on white paper.
Frozen on the plane of white paper, unmoving.
The Celestial Calamity Envoy’s decree, like an eraser.
Like a celestial pillar descending, wiping away every stroke of "Zhou Leng."
The eraser was so forceful, even sweeping the white paper along, erasing it from this world.
In this instant, Zhou Leng had no emotions.
Emotions had already been wiped away.
Before him, time began to reverse.
Flowing back to the time cultivating at the mother tree.
Flowing back to the battle in True King Land.
Flowing back to the engagement banquet with Xu Qingjin.
Flowing back to the sickbed.
Flowing back to the Great Battlefield...
All the details, like a final accounting of life and reward screen, replayed in Zhou Leng’s mind.
So clear, it was as if a second life.
So real, Zhou Leng could distinctly perceive his Martial Arts Realm increasing at a terrifying speed.
Because, he was using a higher perspective to re-evaluate every moment of the past, every second, every cultivation, every battle.
Flow back to years ago, seeing father, mother, uncle...
Flow back to the day mother held Huang whose eyes hadn’t opened yet.
Flow back to the first day meeting Xu Qingjin.
...
The torrents of time and space reverse grew increasingly vast.
Until the day of his birth, Zhou Leng thought this was the end.
But, time kept flowing back.
Turns out, it wasn’t white paper, but a notebook.
On the assignment book, not only Zhou Leng’s name is written but many more names.
Father, mother, the bloodline of the entire clan.
That giant eraser continues its work.
Until it reaches the generation of Zhou Leng’s grandfather, Zhou Leng finally realizes the immense power of the divine.
Only then does he understand the meaning of "born to die."
With a single word from the divine spirit, three generations perish.
Yet, the martial arts will gradually emits light.
Zhou Leng opens his eyes, grits his teeth, clenches his fist.
Do not die.
No one can erase the life of an entire family.
Not even gods.
Celestial Calamity Envoy’s body trembles, blood from the corner of his mouth slides down his chin, dripping onto his neck.
His expression is calm, and finally, he gently points forward with his finger.
The divine decree ends.
Suddenly, atop Zhou Leng’s head, a crown of green leaves appears.
Tree God’s envoy, Ancient Crown.
The green leaves of the Ancient Crown wither, turning yellow one by one.
When all the green leaves turn yellow, the crown collapses, the dried leaves fall away.
Celestial Calamity Envoy’s pupils heavily quake.
Spurt...
A mouthful of fresh blood spurts out.
His final strength is blocked by the mother tree.
After experiencing a reversal of time, Zhou Leng’s eyes seem like a movie screen, playing out his life beginning from the past.
Every detail vividly clear.
Almost identical to the last time, except it rewinds by erasing and replays forward.
The name "Zhou Leng," drawn stroke by stroke, along with many other names, reappeared in the assignment book.
Zhou Leng slightly bends down, feet stepping on branches.
Boom!
The shockwave blows apart, the leaves of the mother tree spread outward in rings.
In the next instant, Zhou Leng appears beside Celestial Calamity Envoy, extending his right arm, opening five fingers, pressing them against Celestial Calamity Envoy’s face.
Zhou Leng moves forward.
Celestial Calamity Envoy, like an ordinary person hit by a large bus, his body flies sideways, his back of the head heavy crashes on the branches of the mother tree.
Branches a hundred times harder than steel.
Bam!
Bam!
Bang bang bang bang...
Zhou Leng grips Celestial Calamity Envoy’s head, crazily smashing it to create a phantom.
"Damn your divine spirit."
Smashing Celestial Calamity Envoy’s neck to break.
Grabbing the head, continuing to smash chaotically.
Until the giant head shatters across the ground.
Zhou Leng expends star power, punches the headless body of Celestial Calamity Envoy, smashing the body to pieces, then collects nearby branches and leaves, placing them in the starry bag.
No one knows what kind of resurrection ability the divine spirit holds.
Find time to pay homage to the Elder Tree; we’ve known each other for years, help out with some good fertilizer.
Zhou Leng claps his hands, looks over at the mother insect’s corpse.
Gone.
In its place is a bizarre throne.
The left side of the throne is made of intertwining black shells and red flesh, exuding strange blood light, filled with madness, brutality, and the aura of death.
The right side of the throne is made of intertwining brown branches and green leaves, exuding a faint green light, full of tranquility, peace, and life.
Two halves of different existence forcibly combined into a throne.
At the center of the connection, flesh and foliage entangle.
The throne of the insect and tree corpse stands atop the mother tree.
Zhou Leng walks over, turns, and sits on the throne.
Extending both hands, resting them on the armrests.
In his ear seems to come some sound.
Zhou Leng lacks the strength to listen, closes his eyes, and sleeps. 𝒻𝑟𝘦𝘦𝘸ℯ𝒷𝑛𝘰𝓋ℯ𝘭.𝘤𝘰𝘮
The Void God’s throne emits a faint glow, continuously entering Zhou Leng’s body.
Above the great battlefield.
Three layers of the Celestial Ladder howl away, transforming into divine light, flying towards Blue Star among the stars.
Underneath the giant heavenly bone, Xu Ming lifts his head, gazing at the sky.
Outside the mother tree, the corpse throne collapses.
The Humanoid Alliance is surrounded like an ocean by the Celestial Calamity Army, retreating towards the mother tree.
In front of Li Shenkong wielding the Star-slaying Sword, the demons dare not rush excessively.
The demigod avatars stand quietly outside the battle line, waiting.
"After the destructive star power, the aura there seems to have transformed again."
"Should we cast a spell and take a look?"
"If you don’t fear His Majesty’s anger, look all you want."
"Regardless, the battle is approaching its end, the Tree-man World will become a subsidiary of the Demon Purgatory."
"Without the mother insect, a new mother insect will quickly be born. But as for the second mother tree, that’s a matter for thousands of years later."
"His Majesty will absorb the power of the mother insect and mother tree, the second divine descent carrying more power of the true body, ascending from Celestial Calamity Envoy to Celestial Calamity God. At that time..."
"Before him, all tribes will submit."
