Martial Ascent to Divinity-Chapter 657 - 636: Alien Dragons

"Now, you should be able to feel the power of the Star-Destroying Bottle, and you can come find me..."

"Although my Giant and Dragon bloodlines are insufficient to compete for the True King here, there are some benefits I cannot miss..."

"Then, let everyone work for me and accumulate resources..."

"Once enough resources are gathered, and I achieve a perfect score in the Divine Text exam, I can open a trade route exclusive to me..."

Crystal Sky Dust showed the usual kind and honest smile of a Plane Merchant, but deep within the smile, a faint hint of deceit was hidden.

A nine-segment whip appeared in his hand, with each segment being a planet.

He gently flicked it.

Boom!

A wave of Qi, hundreds of meters long, tore through the air and split the ground, leaving a deep trench on the surface.

Grandmaster body, Demigod power.

All over the True King Land, the Demon Worship Sect and several Demon Grandmasters took out devices to locate the Demon Artifact, changed directions, and headed towards where Crystal Sky Dust was.

Deep Dark Fury stood by the river of Divine Veins, looked in the direction indicated by the Demon Locator, hesitated for a moment, then dove into the river to absorb power.

Aside from the Trial Takers who passed through the True King Gate of the Giant World, whether they be Star Dragons or Far-reaching Star Giants, or subordinates of Crystal Sky Dust, the son of a Plane Merchant, they were all scattered irregularly around the True King Land.

Battles erupted suddenly everywhere.

Zhou Leng was at the bottom of the Divine Veins River, quietly cultivating and absorbing power.

After consolidating his Upper-Rank Grandmaster realm, he swam to the other side of the river and ran towards Wanyun Mountain.

Legend has it that Wanyun Mountain is formed from the bodies of the Far-reaching Mountain and the Death Star, separating the True King Land and possessing immense power.

The treasures and important forces of two Divine Spirits are hidden deep within Wanyun Mountain.

Even remnants passing by from outside the sky are attracted and fall within the mountain.

The full name of the Deadly Star Core is a fragment of the Deadly Star Core, as a complete Deadly Star Core is a star, heavier than the sun, containing world-destroying Star Power.

A small piece of the Deadly Star Core fragment, about the size of a fist, weighs at least 400 tons.

Despite being just fragments, they contain terrifying destructive Star Power that no Divine Spirit wants to approach.

Thus, that area is called Disaster Land.

In Disaster Land, there is a legendary ’Disaster Star Dragon.’ It’s only a legend because no Divine Spirits have seen it, but Divine Spirits often disappear in that area, leading to the formation of the Disaster Star Dragon legend over time.

At twice the speed of sound, he ran 2,000 kilometers in one hour.

Along the way, he constantly encountered Divine Spirits, whether from the Giant Dragon Race or the Giant Race, none made a move.

Occasionally, when he saw some bizarre Alien Star Dragons or Giants, they too made no move.

The further he went, the more Alien Star Dragons and Giants he encountered.

"This True King trial might encounter a large number of Alien Giants or Dragons. If they are descendants of two Divine Spirits, then it’s not Demigod bloodlines they have, but Divine Spirit bloodlines, making them far stronger than the Giants and Dragons of the Ten Realms."

"The strongest ones can easily match or even surpass Deep Dark Fury and the Glorious Gold King."

"Jade Wings was right, I must not underestimate them or be careless. Let them cause chaos; I should focus on enhancing my strength and develop cautiously."

As Zhou Leng walked, he read the yet-to-be-finalized "Dragon Survival Handbook" by Jade Wings like a storybook.

Ahead, there was a rumbling noise.

Zhou Leng slowed his speed, and soon, through the thin mist of Divine Spirits, he saw four Alien Star Dragons attacking three humans. 𝐟𝗿𝐞𝚎𝚠𝐞𝚋𝕟𝐨𝚟𝐞𝕝.𝕔𝕠𝚖

One was the Seagull Alliance human Menard, whom he had met before, another was his companion, and the third seemed to be a Grandmaster from the Elephant Country, whom he did not recognize.

Menard was in a dire state, with a broken left arm and large holes in several places on his body.

His friend was faring slightly better, appearing particularly adept at defense and possessing powerful healing abilities.

The Grandmaster from the Elephant Country was especially good at dodging; even when facing death, he was yelling nonsense and swaying his head, just like an Elephant Country person would.

Previously in the Dragon World, Menard had initiated a greeting, saying that if they met, they should not harm each other and try to cooperate.

Moreover, Menard was famed for chivalry in the Seagull Alliance, at least outwardly unlike some Seagull Grandmasters who opposed the Dragon Country daily. Zhou Leng had even seen videos of him fighting against demons years ago.

The four Alien Star Dragons opposite the three were only slightly injured, and their strength was far beyond imagination.

They, unlike the dragons of the Dragon World who cast spells, only used physical attacks, but their bodies were exceptionally strong, with many places evidently mutated.

Though not large, as Upper-Rank Grandmaster Dragons, they were only about ten meters long, yet their speed was incredible. The edges of their wings were sharp as blades, and their claws were sharp and elongated.

Even the horns on their heads were sharp forward-pointing rams, making their whole bodies into weapons.

Their dragon scales were a mix of colors, with an overall dark appearance, and their gazes were fierce.

Other than that, they weren’t much different from normal dragons.

Zhou Leng thought it over; after all, they were of the Human Race, so he shouted in Dragon Language: "Alien Dragon Race, I too am of the Dragon Race, let’s halt the conflict for now."

The three humans saw Zhou Leng and showed a flicker of joy, but it passed quickly.

In their hearts, Zhou Leng was too weak to be of any help.

Menard’s friend was the Light of Redemption.

He glanced at Zhou Leng, thinking this guy was somewhat righteous, but not too bright. Oh well, they were all going to die together anyway, it didn’t matter anymore.

The four Alien Star Dragons glanced and continued their attack.

Zhou Leng’s brows furrowed slightly, and he switched to Divine Text, "Alien Star Dragons, we’re not Alien Giants, there’s no need for a life and death struggle."

The three Alien Star Dragons continued to fight, but one, who looked older, gazed at Zhou Leng with a faint trace of curiosity.

If reasoning doesn’t work...

Zhou Leng quickened his pace.

Suddenly, two Alien Star Dragons, one from the left and one from the right, swept past Menard.

The Upper-Rank Grandmaster screamed in agony as his body was sliced into three pieces by two sharp dragon wings.

"Menard!" Light of Redemption screamed in anger. They had been friends for years, had braved dangers together for the Demon Worship Sect, and had saved each other’s lives before.

Light of Redemption’s eyes turned blood-red as he recklessly charged at the Alien Star Dragons.

The Alien Star Dragons, having gained the upper hand, began to retreat, cunningly like wild beasts, avoiding the humans’ sharp edges.

They didn’t pay much attention to the newly arrived human, young and with a weak aura, thinking they would deal with him when he got closer... Hmm? This sound was somewhat off...

An alien giant dragon turned its head towards the direction of the sound.

A dark shadow approached at twice the speed of sound, with its right hand, plunged into the dragon’s neck.

Swish...

Zhou Leng swept past.

A headless alien giant dragon remained in place, motionless for a second before the severed neck sprayed blood and crashed to the ground.

Both sides simultaneously stopped, watching the young man slowly approaching, with a giant dragon head nearly as tall as him in his right hand.

The bright dragon blood dripped onto the ground, forming a line that continuously extended.

"Beast, cannot understand the kind advice."

Zhou Leng sighed softly, released his hand, and the dragon head fell.

At the moment the dragon head hit the ground, he appeared like a bolt of lightning beside another alien giant dragon.

The alien giant dragon crossed its two front claws, raising the dragon wings attached to its arms, forming a powerful dragon wing shield in front of it.

Zhou Leng seemed to punch normally.

One punch, straight and direct.

On his arm, the air shimmered, a small boat drifted in the misty rain lake.

A huge dark shadow swayed under the lake.

At the peak of the punch’s momentum, the shadow detached from the right arm and flew out, transforming into a black dragon.

Behind the big dragon, followed 12 small dragons.

Thirteen dragon shadows pierced through the dragon wings, creating a huge fist hole.

The dragon shadows continued forward, stabbing into the chest of the alien giant dragon, creating a second fist hole.

The fist holes cracked straight up and down.

The alien giant dragon’s head and upper body split open and crashed to the ground, its innards spilling all over the place.

"East Wind Fist, Splitting Sea Dragon Shadow..." The Light of Redemption was the grandmaster of the Eagle Alliance who knew the East Wind Fist the best, and upon seeing this scene, his hair stood on end, and goosebumps spread all over his body, instinctively stepping back.

The ordinary East Wind Fist wouldn’t have scared him to this extent, as it wasn’t aimed at him.

However, at the moment when thirteen Splitting Sea Dragon Shadows leaped from the lake’s surface, it triggered his deep-rooted fear of the East Monarch.

He had only seen such a high realm of Splitting Sea Dragon Shadows in the Martial Saint and Zhao Dongjun.

No other martial artist, even the most talented grandmaster king, could achieve a release of thirteen dragons in the Splitting Sea Dragon Shadows.

"East Monarch’s disciple..."

The Light of Redemption’s heart pounded wildly, and a slight prickling sensation spread from his heart to his whole body, his body slightly stiffening.

Once in front of Zhao Dongjun’s final move in the "East Wind Fist," he saw his grandmaster mentor destroyed by the aftermath, scattering into dust, and his feeling was just like this.

His right fingertip trembled slightly.

The Alloy Master of Elephant Country whistled, smoothed his greasy hair with a hand, swinging his neck side to side while loudly speaking in dragon language: "Impressive! Truly worthy of the demon-slaying grandmaster Zhou Leng!"

The ordinary people of Elephant Country always believed their country was invincible, yet the grandmasters in Elephant Country grew in strength through beatings by Dragon Country martial artists, knowing best the strengths and weaknesses of Dragon Country warriors.

"We are all giant dragons..." Finally, the oldest alien giant dragon spoke in a pitch-altering dragon language.

"Too late."

Zhou Leng charged at the third alien giant dragon, who fought back furiously, facing death with fearless savagery.

A giant dragon claw tore through the air, crashing in.

Zhou Leng sidestepped, grabbed the dragon claw, twisting and pulling it.

Screech...

Tore through the front leg of the dragon, took advantage of the motion and grabbed the dragon wing.

Screech...

Tore off the dragon wing.

A seemingly ordinary punch rose up like a flying mountain and, after several meters, instantly struck the neck of the alien giant dragon.

Bang.

The neck snapped, and the severed head flew out.

The last alien giant dragon had already escaped over a thousand meters.

Zhou Leng slightly crouched, activated the true energy of the starry sky, and his legs suddenly swelled two circles larger.

Boom!

Smoke and dust exploded in a ring, the ground subsided within a hundred-meter radius, and the Light of Redemption and the Elephant Country grandmaster wavered, as Zhou Leng turned into a fleeting shadow, rushing out.

Within a few breaths, he caught up with the last alien giant dragon, grabbed its tail, dragged it back, swung it up, and smashed it onto the ground.

Bam! Bam! Bam...

Until its limbs scattered and its spine shattered.

The alien giant dragon weakly gazed at Zhou Leng, its eyes filled with confusion.

Even the legendary far-reaching giants shouldn’t possess such speed and strength.

He closed his eyes with an unsolvable question in his mind.

Zhou Leng frowned and lowered his head to sniff the blood of the alien giant dragon, finding it extremely pungent. He tore off a piece of its backbone meat, put it in his mouth, chewed, swallowed, and his brows eased.

The taste was poor, but the energy was abundant, chewy, containing an exotic power not found in the Dragon Race of the Ten Realms.

High-grade ingredients.

He glanced at the hand that had just grabbed the dragon’s tail.

The power of the alien giant dragon seemed somewhat weak?

That’s not right, when fighting against Monard and the others, they were clearly strong.

Could it be that the aid from the Divine Lake and Divine Vein River to one’s power far exceeded expectations?