Chapter 396: Chapter 381: Saint

The realm has already reached the peak of the True Liquid Period and can ascend to the Blood Shock Period at any time.

Body strength increased by about 5%, while body activity inexplicably increased from around 20 times to around 25 times.

Suddenly, a 5-fold increase is shocking growth, even though consuming a large amount of Radiant Juice and Ancient Tree Fossil, body activity almost reached the extreme limit of this realm.

“Could it be that the recent fainting triggered other powers deposited in my body?”

Zhou Leng’s brain withstood multiple Spiritual Shocks, forgot about whether he took the Pill, and didn’t think of Xiaoyong, since the Vigorous Root said that although he always encountered good things, he barely shared them and consumed them all himself.

He glanced at the Ant Queen and inexplicably recalled the dream where coldness and heat coexist.

Vaguely guessed it was the erosion caused by the Ant Queen’s Spiritual Power.

If the will isn’t firm, he would’ve become the Ant Queen’s slave by now.

Zhou Leng’s eyes flashed, he pulled out a dagger, jumped onto the Ant Queen’s back, and frantically stabbed at the neck.

Only upon the fifth stab, with a snapping sound, the dagger shattered.

The Ant Queen suddenly trembled slightly and woke up.

Zhou Leng struck with both palms, crazily employing the Celestial Tide Palm.

Turbulent Qi surged inside the ant shell.

The Ant Queen screamed a few times, and the neck broke.

The massive head fell to the ground, continuously rolling.

Zhou Leng blocked the neck spraying insect juice and stood on the Ant Queen’s corpse scanning the battlefield.

He took out the third pair of curved blades from the Magic Spirit Bag, jumped down, quickly did finishing moves, and slaughtered all Demons and giant ants.

Pulled out the Demonization bottle, stabbed a hole at the Ant Queen’s bottom, and collected juice with the Demonization bottle.

After filling one bottle, continued to fill the second.

Zhou Leng looked at the first bottle of Ant Queen juice and took a sip.

Indeed, it’s different from ordinary giant insect juice.

Bittersweet, smooth taste, mellow aroma.

Carefully sensing the medicinal power, it’s less potent than the Radiant Juice of Grandmaster Ant Queen.

However, it’s more energizing than the innate giant insect juice’s contained energy.

Contains power beyond the expected level at this stage.

It’s the Celestial Calamity Envoy that activated the Ant Queen’s power.

Zhou Leng glanced at the two Ant Queens, or rather the Ant Queen juice tankers.

Each tanker holds at least 50 cubic meters.

Which equals 50,000 liters.

A person drinks about 2 liters of water a day.

Even if Martial Artists drink 10 liters as water, it would take 5,000 days, 13 and a half years.

Although my ears were buzzing and my head was stabbing with pain, my mood improved significantly.

This thing doesn’t match Radiant Juice in quality, but it wins in quantity.

Could drink daily, when wounded, and during cultivation, it surpasses the Water of Life in life force.

Lack material medicine, make a trip to the Demon Spirit World, if Demon Spirit Masters have it, they would surely trade.

However, it’s best to use oneself the Medicinal Fruit containing life force for cultivating the Star Phoenix Rejuvenation Technique.

Bottle after bottle filled.

Fortunately, there’s a lot of spoils lately, with many containers mixed inside.

It’s too slow to fill; opened several more holes, let Xiaoyong squeeze juice on the other Ant Queen with empty bottles.

Two little partners united, squeezed dry the Ant Queen.

The massive Ant Queen’s body scattered as insect skin laid on the ground.

Zhou Leng rolled up the quilt-like insect skin, along with the Ant Queen head into the Magic Spirit Bag, taking up half the space.

Just the bodies of these two Ant Queens could sell for billions.

Gave Xiaoyong a few bottles of Ant Queen juice, Xiaoyong only took two bottles.

Sorted out the spoils, walked to the elves.

All elves were unconscious, those closest to the Ant Queen were already dead.

Zhou Leng dripped the Ant Queen juice into the mouth of each elf.

Walked out of the cave, dragged the crippled elf back.

The crippled elf saw the altar hall scene, feeling uneasy.

Especially seeing the elves lying on the ground, alarm bells rang in his heart.

Kill to silence…

Zhou Leng disinclined to pay attention to them, wanted to break through to Blood Shock but seeing there was no one but Xiaoyong with fighting power, could only wander around and recover spoils.

A lot of Demons here have Magic Spirit Bags.

After a full hour, the unconscious elves gradually woke up.

Silver Lake Moon and others with the highest strength woke up first, confusedly ate the Medicinal Fruit they carried for healing.

Seeing the empty altar hall, they realized Zhou Leng claimed the final victory, consumed even the bodies, much like a giant insect.

“Congratulations Prophet on your victory.” Silver Lake Moon weakly said.

“You guys rest well. Some have died, some brains are injured. By the way, let me inform you, the two Ant Queens released four Spiritual Shocks together.”

“Four times…”

All elves’ faces slightly changed.

At this time, the elf lying on the twig mat suddenly looked sympathetically at the other elves lying on the ground.

Compared to death and idiocy, his own injury seemed trivial.

Suddenly, footsteps sounded from outside.

Then came the laughter of Demons.

“Haha, Wild Elves are too tender…”

The sound stopped abruptly, over twenty Demons froze at the entrance.

They carried elf, demon, or giant insect corpses on their bodies.

“What’s going on? Where’s the Ant Queen? What about other Demon giant insects?”

Zhou Leng stepped out, the roaring sound shook the cave, before the Demons could react, charged up close, killed them all.

Without magic aiding, only normal use of Lightweight Skill, sped over 200 meters per second.

The True Liquid Innate speed of 200 meters, unprecedented, breaking the world record for human Martial Artists.

The awakened Wild Elves hurried forward to handle bodies.

Silver Lake Moon commanded the Wild Elfin bodies to be sent to the altar edge.

The crippled Wild Elf looking at the various legs and feet around the altar, gaze melancholy.

As time passed, the unconscious Wild Elves gradually awoke, with Demonic giant insects returning and Wild Elves continuously arriving under the guidance of revelation.

Half a day later, over three hundred Wild Elves gathered around the altar, chanting spells.

The bodies of the Wild Elves slowly burned, turning into green flames, purifying the altar.

In the green flames of the Elves, faces of elves emerged.

There was anger, reluctance, fear, confusion, regret, and disappointment…

Ultimately, all faces transformed into smiles, everything understood.

The Elven Flame grew smaller and its color richer.

Finally, the Elven Flame soared into the air, forming a fist-sized emerald flame.

“Please, Prophet, accept the fire.”

Zhou Leng nodded slightly and spoke in the newly learned Elven language, “I shall be the Elf Prophet.”

The Elven Flame flew to his forehead, burrowing into the Mountain of Will, becoming a strange nourishment, nurturing Martial Arts Will.

The surging Spiritual Power slowly converted into the Martial Arts Will that Zhou Leng needed.

Once the conversion was complete, the Martial Arts Will would be greatly enhanced.

Upon receiving the Elven Flame, a white pillar of light descended from the sky.

A vague, transparent elderly elf descended slowly from the light column.

All Elves collectively knelt, even the crippled elves hurriedly flipped over, prostrating themselves.

“Great Majesty of Light…”

The white-haired elderly elf stood in the air, overlooking the masses.

“Elves of ten thousand years, degraded to this state…”

All elves blushed in shame.

They were well aware that the power and bloodline of the Elf race had weakened over generations.

“Enough, even Divine Spirits have a day when they vanish with the wind…”

The Majesty of Light pointed a finger at Zhou Leng, and his figure slowly dissipated.

Vanished with the wind.

On Zhou Leng’s forehead, a platinum leaf unexpectedly appeared, emitting a sacred white glow.

“Saint, my Lord.” The Wild Elves bowed again with lowered heads.

The platinum holy leaf vanished from sight.

The platinum holy leaf fused with the Elven Fire in the Mountain of Will, radiating a warming strength, strengthening the Martial Arts Will.

Elves and Demon Spirit Masters alike primarily cultivate Spiritual Power, which equates to the Martial Artists’ Martial Arts Will.

The crippled elves sighed inwardly; if Zhou Leng were merely an Elf Prophet, they would still have hope.

But now, Zhou Leng was appointed Saint by the Majesty of Light, leaving them no chance of recovery.

Before this, in tens of thousands of years of elves, there had been alien prophets, but never an alien saint.

The Majesty of Light broke the old precedent. The deeper reasons, coupled with his words, made the elves shiver.

The crippled elves finally surrendered their last resistance, collectively praising Zhou Leng, pledging allegiance, loyal to the Prophet, joining the Prophet’s Guard.

With damaged bodies, how could they guard anything?

It was merely self-preservation.

Many other Wild Elves hadn’t pledged allegiance, but with a Saint established, they had no choice but to kneel, declare their allegiance, join the Prophet’s Guard.

Only a dozen elves from prominent families remained silent, refusing to pledge allegiance until now.

Zhou Leng formally assumed the Prophet’s identity, breathed a sigh of relief.

No longer worried about being transported to prison.

Hopefully, when he left, the Demon army hadn’t reached Silver Lake Town yet.

“Go guard the entrance, I need to cultivate and break through.”

“Yes!”

Silver Lake Moon deployed the troops, sent elves to guard the entrance, leading twenty loyal elves to protect Zhou Leng personally.

Xiaoyong lay quietly nearby.

Zhou Leng sat cross-legged on the ground, activating the “Star Gazing Technique.”

From the Innate stage, small realm advancements didn’t require Promotion Pills, as at this stage the body was strong enough, the realm was high enough, and the will was pure enough, preventing excessive damage.

The advancement process didn’t require additional techniques either.

The Innate body, natural progression.

As Zhou Leng advanced, Silver Lake Town welcomed the Demon army.

Thousands of residents in Silver Lake Town were ready, the battle erupted.

The glow of spells pierced the dark night sky, sword and knife flashes like frost covering the forest, screams rising and falling.

Nearby forest tribes rallied for support.

The Demons from Flute Forest also charged towards Silver Lake Town.

In the distance, a team of several hundred stopped.

Zhao He and team specialists, including Grandmasters, discussed, deciding to abandon support for Silver Lake Town and continue searching for the Ancient Tree Fossil.

Suddenly, massive sounds of battle erupted from afar.

An Elven Grandmaster shouted loudly, “Blood of Tyranny, you madman, you actually slaughtered our entire tribe…”

“Little Wild Elves, dare to plot against me?”

Afterwards, deafening noise sounded in succession, never hearing that Elven Grandmaster’s shout again.

Zhao He and others looked at each other.

Someone said, “This is the fourth massacre by Blood of Tyranny we’ve encountered, considering ones we haven’t, within a few days, Blood of Tyranny has killed at least a dozen Grandmasters. What exactly is he doing?”

“Could it be he’s treating Tree-man World as his Martial Saint Battle Path?”

“Perhaps, he’s capable of anything.”

“Should we distance ourselves?”

“No worries, we’re in trade with the Sea Siren forces behind Blood of Tyranny, presenting proof, he shouldn’t make a move. In fact, Blood of Tyranny is more tolerant of humans than Sea Sirens.”

“I’ve heard some Giant Grandmasters have infiltrated, preparing to surround and kill him.”

“Hard to say…”

Before the words fell, dense rumbling echoed through the skies.

Like sonic booms from a low-flying supersonic fighter jet, a series of explosive booms rang.

Everyone hurriedly turned towards the sound source.

In the distant forest, they saw eruptions, dust rising skyward.

Ordinary Innate individuals couldn’t perceive what happened.

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