Martial Ascent to Divinity-Chapter 681 - 660: War Dance

The two inquired about the situation in the True King Land, full of admiration.

Zhou Leng asked about the recent situation in the Ten Realms.

"Terrible, the Celestial Calamity Envoy is ruthless, causing the Treefolk tribe to retreat continuously."

"I have a bad feeling that the Celestial Calamity Envoy is targeting the Mother Tree. Once the Mother Tree is uprooted, the entire Tree-man World will be finished..."

"I’ve heard that the Tree-man World is finally seeking a way out, having arranged for some Treefolk to settle in various worlds, but they haven’t come to our Dragon World."

"They’ve come to our Demon Spirit World. We’ve already set aside a place for the Treefolk to establish a nation there."

"Is the situation that serious?" Zhou Leng asked.

"Extremely serious. No one expected the situation to deteriorate to this extent. Now, the Humanoid Alliance keeps sending troops to help; they have no choice. If the Treefolk fall, the pressure on the Humanoid Alliance will be unprecedented."

"Have the Demigod Tree-men taken action?" Zhou Leng asked.

"They have, but several were slain by the Demigod giant insects, and... the Celestial Calamity Envoy personally took action, killing twelve Demigod Tree-men. However, his power was also greatly depleted."

Zhou Leng thought of the strength of the Celestial Calamity Envoy and sighed softly, realizing that even as a Grandmaster, he had no power to fight.

Jade Wings said, "Don’t worry, if worse comes to worst, come hide out in our Dragon World; the Celestial Calamity Envoy won’t chase you desperately here. If all else fails, you can go to the Demon Spirit World. As for the human world... I think you should let it go."

"Hmm? Is there important information?"

"It’s because everyone knows that after the Celestial Calamity Envoy resolves the Tree-man World, his next target will definitely be the human world..."

"Think about it, the Steel Dwarves World is barren and impoverished, like biting into a hard bone. The Giant, Giant Dragon, and Demon Spirit worlds all have rich histories of Ten Realms War and are incredibly strong. That just leaves the human world..."

"The key point is that humans have been infiltrated by the Demon Worship Sect like a fishing net, leaking everywhere. Once the Ten Realms War begins, seventy percent of humans will surrender directly, probably only your Dragon Country and Xiong Country will resist."

Zhou Leng remained silent.

Cyan Flame advised, "Make plans early. Our demigods have simulated the end of the human world several times, and the results are not optimistic. The problem is, the Demon Worship Sect is extremely powerful in the human world, even stronger than during the Ten Realms War back then..."

"It’s also because the human upper echelon is digging its own grave, greedily hoarding resources like wild beasts, refusing to distribute them fairly, inevitably leading to the downfall of the entire world. Expecting both to have a galloping horse and not giving it enough hay will eventually lead the herd to suffer."

"Our Demon Spirit World has gone through numerous Ten Realms Wars and reached one conclusion. The Ten Realms War is driven by forces from high-level civilizations, possibly even stronger ones. Theoretically, any world can win, and any can lose..."

"And the only factor deciding victory or defeat is whether the world can unite and manifest true civilized power..."

"It’s not that your strength is inadequate, but haven’t you noticed that most humans are already controlled by the Demon Worship Sect?"

"Your civilization is being devoured by the Demon Worship Sect."

Zhou Leng sighed softly.

Cyan Flame patted Zhou Leng on the shoulder, saying, "Be prepared; the Demon Spirit World’s door..."

Jade Wings pushed Cyan Flame aside, saying, "The door to the Dragon World is always open for you, my most esteemed True King, Your Majesty."

"Hmm?"

"You can’t miss tonight’s feast." Jade Wings said with a mischievous grin.

The three continued chatting until evening, when they headed to Dragon Mountain’s "Ancient Dragon Hall."

Cyan Flame asked while walking, "What’s the theme of tonight’s feast? Why is it so grand? If I’m not mistaken, the Ancient Dragon Hall is the tallest hall, usually only open to demigods."

"The status of the True King of the Two Races far exceeds that of ordinary demigods," Jade Wings said meaningfully.

"True," Cyan Flame muttered under his breath.

Zhou Leng walked into the banquet hall, and all the Giant Dragons lowered their heads in salute, calling him "His Majesty the Chairman."

Unlike the lengthy human banquets, the Giant Dragon race’s feast was simpler and more uninhibited.

The host, Long Xian, briefly explained that the feast was to celebrate Zhou Leng’s successful inheritance of the Dragon God’s Death Star legacy and ascension to the True King’s throne. Then, he invited all Giant Dragons to congratulate Zhou Leng, followed by the sounding of the dragon dance music.

Pairs of young Giant Dragons took the stage, first saluting Zhou Leng, then dancing the battle dance together.

The Giant Dragons’ battle dance was extremely powerful, combining physiological cues and combat techniques, wild, graceful, and stirring the dragons’ inner feelings.

Even Zhou Leng and some others present who were not Giant Dragons could feel the intense suggestion within the dance.

After one round, the young dragons left the dance floor, and new dance music started.

Some Giant Dragons sneakily glanced at Zhou Leng.

Jade Wings wore a peculiar smile.

Zhou Leng, who had never learned to dance, let alone the Giant Dragon’s battle dance, was not prepared to participate.

Sitting in the shadows, eating, drinking, and chatting.

After the tense trial of the True King, he finally relaxed.

Click... click... click...

The sound of high heels knocking on the rocky floor rang out, the sound seemed to carry magical power, stirring the heart.

Zhou Leng looked toward the sound and saw a tall female Dragon-man walking over with elegant steps.

Her skin was covered in tiny fiery red dragon scales, like a shiny red one-piece leather outfit, thin and outlining an exquisite curve.

Above the fiery figure was a stunning face, beautiful as if glowing, illuminating the entire hall.

Snow-white face with blazing red lips.

Her crimson gemstone eyes glimmered with the dancing fire of desire.

On her forehead, a pair of small dragon horns not only weren’t obtrusive but rather added a magical, unusual beauty.

Without any coquettish gestures, without puffed chests or swaying hips, she walked normally, both dignified and enchanting.

An indescribable allure, like flames, burned upon her, sweeping across the entire scene.

Clearly in her dragon-man form, yet many Giant Dragons present were entranced, regardless of gender.

The female Red Dragon-man walked straight to Zhou Leng and extended her hand.

Zhou Leng’s Martial Arts Will was undeniably strong, his composure unparalleled among Grandmasters, but for some reason, he voluntarily reached out and stood up.

The female Red Dragon-man gave a mysterious and alluring smile, saying, "Tonight, you and I shall have a dance."

A familiar voice was like a splash of cold water over his head.

Zhou Leng tried to withdraw his hand, but it was too late.

"Red Eyes?" Zhou Leng was stunned.

What kind of enchanting dragon trick is this?

Red Eyes smiled, taking Zhou Leng’s arm, walking towards the center of the dance floor, her mouth slightly curled, asking, "What, am I not fit to be your dance partner?"

"That’s not it."

"Then isn’t it settled?" With that, she pointed a finger, and a magical light entered Zhou Leng’s body.

Instantly, Zhou Leng’s mind was filled with hundreds of dragon-man dance moves which he quickly mastered, a skill that lasted three days and nights.

Seeing such enthusiasm from the Giant Dragons, demonstrating sincerity by letting their demigods turn human, Zhou Leng did not decline.

The two ascended the stage, and a gentle dance tune began to play.

They performed the most famous dance among dragon-men, "Lover in the Water," the two martial artists like dragon-men meeting secretly in the water, confronting, shy, teasing, playing, close contact, entwining...

Next, came two intense dance pieces, where they were like warriors and lovers, fiercely dancing before everyone.

The dance of dragon-men was far more primitive and wild than that of humans, with their bodies nearly entirely in contact.

Fortunately, Zhou Leng’s Martial Arts Will was strong; otherwise, he would have surely been unable to keep his composure.

After the war dance ended, Red Eyes took Zhou Leng’s arm, walking towards an adjoining hall.

The gaze of the Giant Dragons was both ambiguous and envious, regardless of gender.

Cyan Flame said, "Isn’t this inappropriate to do..."

"What’s inappropriate? The continuation of life is always the top priority; we Giant Dragons are not as hypocritical as you humans, who end up deceiving yourselves, and eventually go extinct." Jade Wings’ tone was full of disdain.

"What I mean is, shouldn’t we demon spirit masters go first."

"Tch!"

Zhou Leng and Red Eyes, holding wine glasses, walked into a lavish adjoining hall, out onto the balcony, gazing at the vast mountain range under the night sky.

Red Eyes drank all the wine in her cup and casually tossed the glass off the balcony, asking, "Do you wish to be my king?"

"No, beautiful Her Majesty the Red-Eyed Queen..."

"You no longer need to call me ’Majesty,’ instead, I should refer to you as ’Majesty.’" Red Eyes showed a faint smile.

"Then... Red Eyes, don’t you think this is too sudden?"

"Oh, so you are willing, then we can take our time."

"???" Zhou Leng couldn’t comprehend the thought process of the Giant Dragons.

Watching the distance, Red Eyes slowly said, "I want to ascend to divinity, I need endless resources. Leaving your offspring is the greatest value I can create for the Giant Dragon Race, and it’s the only shortcut to exchange for resources within the clan."

"And what do I get?" Zhou Leng countered.

Red Eyes turned around, her crimson eyes staring at Zhou Leng, smiling, "My everything belongs to you, my king. I focus on cultivation and have not tried these sorts of things, but I will quickly learn. Besides, an assistant who is a demigod, coupled with demigod blood in our offspring, isn’t that enough?"

Zhou Leng always understood the intentions of the Giant Dragons and the Giants; in their clans, this is not only a fine tradition but also the greater good of the clan.

Bluntly refusing would almost equal a fallout.

It’s like in human society, where if one country offers generous cooperation conditions and another country refuses, their relationship will immediately freeze.

"I’ll consider it," Zhou Leng said.

"No problem, I don’t believe there’s anyone within the Ten Realms more suited to be your wife than I, Red Eyes."

"I already have a fiancée, and we will marry."

Red Eyes shrugged, saying, "We Giant Dragons don’t care about such superficial things; I only care about excellent bloodlines. Of course, as the king’s partner, I must follow your will."

Zhou Leng recalled the chaotic relationships between Giant Dragons, complexities comparable to high school students in Eagle Alliance’s small town.

The two did not continue discussing this matter and began talking about cultivation and events of the Ten Realms.

The next morning, Zhou Leng and Cyan Flame rose, headed to the Ice Snow Divine Sect, and let the Demon Spirit Master send a message to report their safety.

Tree-man World.

"Has nobody obtained the Star-Destroying Bottle?" The Celestial Calamity Envoy in Giant form sat on the throne, scrutinizing everyone.

Those below were trembling with fear.

"Then why did I sense the Star-Destroying Bottle has already left the True King Land?"

The people were speechless.

"Forget it..." The Celestial Calamity Envoy showed a weary expression and said, "Build an altar, I need to search for the whereabouts of the Star-Destroying Bottle."