Chapter 509: Chapter 492: Celestial Bone

Lou Fei Qiong smiled faintly and said, “I’ve thought about this cunningly. If he can survive, then everything I’ve done is meaningful. If he really dies, if he dies at your hands, then I can also accept it calmly.”

“Why?”

“A dynasty that cannot protect the Ancient River does not deserve to exist in the world; it should be destroyed. Then, if I and the entire era are buried with him, it would be quite a grand spectacle.”

Lou Fei Qiong paused for a moment and continued slowly, “Unfortunately, after this, no one will be able to read about this regret.”

The heart of Lou Shan Cauldron pounded heavily; he never expected that the child he watched grow up could speak such weighty words.

“Human destiny is not on his shoulders, nor on anyone’s!” Lou Shan Cauldron instinctively retorted.

“Then is it on the Zhao Family that sides with the Demon?” Lou Fei Qiong blurted out, and the glance he gave his father was speckled with disdain.

Lou Shan Cauldron stormed out, slamming the door.

Lou Fei Qiong walked to the window and gazed outside.

The sunlight was bright, and the Celestial Ladder hung high.

The West Sea Demon City defense line.

At the border between the West Sea Demon City and Dragon Country, a transparent giant wall was formed, like a massive glass fish tank.

Outside was the land, inside was the ocean.

Clans of Sea Sirens surged from within, rushing towards the human front.

In an inconspicuous corner, a masked Sea Siren draped in a seaweed coat emerged, hiding behind a small mountain.

The masked Sea Siren glanced up at the three-tiered Celestial Ladder in the sky, a nostalgic look appearing in his eyes.

“The Great Battlefield has begun; it really brings back memories of those years…”

He spread his right hand, revealing a piece of fish-dragon patterned ancient jade.

“That kid Zhou Leng gained something in the Ancient River Sect, how could I have nothing?”

“Who would have thought that the Two Realms Barrier, which restricts demigods, could be easily broken by me.”

“I have hundreds of Grandmaster enemies and dozens of demigod enemies; killing them all might alert others, so I’ll kill them one by one, first half of them…”

“An asshole Martial Saint from the Eagle Alliance once hunted me, so then…”

A shadow flickered and disappeared.

The Great Battlefield.

A flash of light before Zhou Leng’s eyes, his feet hovered in mid-air.

In a moment, he manipulated Qi to observe, dropping steadily to the ground from two meters in the air.

He looked around.

Above, dark clouds churned, and within the clouds, white light flickered, its nature unknown.

The three-tiered Celestial Ladder peeked through the clouds.

In the distance, the land was vast and barren, piled with chaotic rocks, an endless ruin.

Surrounding him were remnants and ruins, the architectural style resembling Giants and Dwarfs, but even more colossal.

A single house occupied over a thousand square meters, with many broken single-story buildings soaring twenty to thirty meters high.

Not far away, a massive broken pillar stood firm upon the earth, towering ten thousand meters high and thousands of meters in diameter.

His eyes slowly turned red as they reflected the giant pillar.

The giant pillar outside remained unchanged, but at the top of the pillar in Zhou Leng’s pupils, thick blood-red liquid emerged, transforming into blood lines that trickled down the stone pillar’s exterior from top to bottom.

Those blood lines accumulated in his vision.

His eyes became like containers of blood.

A tenuous wind blew past, inexplicable killing intent surged within his heart, even forging a baseless intense enmity.

The Martial Arts Will was like a drum, continuously pounding.

Zhou Leng instantly snapped back to awareness, quickly lowered his head, and avoided looking at the giant pillar.

The giant pillar remained in his eyes, but it no longer bled.

The layer of blood-red at the bottom of his vision gently rippled like red wine in the bottom of a glass.

“What is this…”

After recording everything, Zhou Leng swiftly dove into the remnants of a ruined house for cover.

Once in a safe place, he took out the Tower Book, perused the images within, and quickly found a photo taken by a Demon Spirit Master that was identical to the pillar.

“Remnant Celestial Bone…”

The notes of the Red Eyes and the Demon Spirit Master’s divine tower both recorded this phenomenon.

From afar, the Remnant Celestial Bone appeared to be a broken giant pillar, but upon closer inspection, it revealed itself to be a ten-thousand-meter giant bone, quite possibly a severed shin bone.

Whether there was a foot bone beneath the shin bone in the earth remained unknown.

This Remnant Celestial Bone was a relic left by an unknown god, forged from the god’s leg bone, used to train his warriors.

However, this god was incredibly mad, and no one knew his name; other than the fact that the Remnant Celestial Bone was for training soldiers, nothing else was known.

Because the training process was filled with madness, and most soldiers affected by the Remnant Celestial Bone would ultimately grow ever more insane.

The notes of the Red Eyes referred to it as an unknown god, while the Demon Spirit Masters named it the “Mad God.”

The Demon Spirit Masters suspected that the Blood of Tyranny became especially bloodthirsty due to the influence of the Remnant Celestial Bone.

Zhou Leng frowned as he read this.

The records mentioned that the Remnant Celestial Bone was extremely sinister.

Just seeing it would subject one to its influence, automatically becoming a warrior of the Mad God.

Only by completing the Remnant Celestial Bone trial could one leave the influence range of the Remnant Celestial Bone’s power.

If you cannot complete the trial, you will remain forever within the Celestial Bone range.

If your strength is sufficient and you complete part of the trial, when the Great Battlefield closes, you will be expelled and return to your original world.

If your strength is insufficient and deemed unqualified by the Celestial Bone, you will remain here forever, never able to leave the Great Battlefield.

Even if it opens again later, you still cannot leave.

Some Celestial Bone Warriors remain here indefinitely, becoming mad.

At this moment, the triple-layered Celestial Ladder in the sky shines brightly, like mercury pouring down, breaking through the dark clouds, illuminating the world.

A strange voice resounds, grand and vast, as if spoken by ten thousand people simultaneously.

Zhou Leng immediately starts recording while listening carefully.

The voice is different from the last time with the Celestial Ladder, but it’s all in the Divine Text of a High-Level Civilization.

The Divine Text has the ability of “sound-form reflection,” with corresponding Divine Text naturally appearing in your mind as you hear it.

Unfortunately, the voice was too fast, so only the general gist was understood.

Zhou Leng quickly records what he hears on the light screen of his Demonized Watch.

The previous encounter with the Celestial Ladder included a peculiar intention that translated into Chinese to help the trial takers understand.

This time, however, after the Divine Text’s voice finishes, there is no new information.

Zhou Leng glances at the sky, speculating about the reason, then opens the previous recording.

There is no voice from the Celestial Ladder, only faint wind and breathing noises.

He can only keep recalling the Divine Text repeatedly and then use image software to create three-dimensional text, translating it slowly in the end.

At the same time, he speculates about the origin of the Celestial Ladder.

It’s likely that the opening of the Great Battlefield triggered cosmic might, causing the Celestial Ladder to descend.

The Celestial Ladder is a mysterious high-level power that no one knows the exact source of, nor does anyone know precisely what it is.

All that is known is that by following what the Celestial Ladder says, one might gain great benefits.

The gained Celestial Ladder will eventually be bestowed upon the race or world of the one who obtains it, empowering the entire world.

While translating, Zhou Leng feels puzzled.

In the previous instance of the Celestial Ladder joint exam, the Celestial Ladder translated, letting trial takers know the content of the test.

This time, however, the Celestial Ladder only provided Divine Text without translation.

Could it be because this place is actually not within the Ten Realms, causing corresponding changes in the Celestial Ladder?

After about thirty minutes, the general content has been translated.

This Celestial Tier Trial will combine with the power of the Great Battlefield, and people from different places will complete different trials.

Zhou Leng is within the Celestial Bone range, so this Celestial Tier Trial is related to the Celestial Bone.

This Celestial Ladder plus Celestial Bone Trial is divided into three levels.

The first level is to pass through Divine Power Land and enter the core area of the Celestial Bone.

The second level is to complete the initial trial of the Celestial Bone, obtain the Celestial Bone blood mark, absorb it, remain rational, and advance to a Celestial Bone Warrior.

The third level is to complete the intermediate trial and become a member of the Mad God Army.

Zhou Leng recalls the Divine Text repeatedly, translating it over and over, eventually discovering that the Celestial Ladder’s hints this time are very crude. Even terms like “Mad God Army” are his own arbitrary translation.

Because it is purely high-level civilization terminology, utterly nonexistent concepts for the Blue Star People, it can only be forcibly translated according to Blue Star conventions.

In the end, the Celestial Tier Trial hint states that the Celestial Bone was transformed from the High-level Giant Trial, being harsher than the High-level Giant Trial but also extremely significant, urging trial takers to cultivate earnestly and obtain the strength inheritance of the Celestial Bone.

Zhou Leng reads it several times and still does not know exactly what kind of strength inheritance it is.

The thought of possibly becoming as murderous as the Blood of Tyranny makes his head ache.

But on careful thought, while the Blood of Tyranny is indeed madly bloodthirsty, it actually treats him well; it likely still has reason.

Of course, mainly because he has not participated in a battle with the Blood of Tyranny, so he isn’t clear what it would be like if it went truly berserk.

But from those who have sparred with it, great pressure is described.

Some human Grandmasters suspect that the Blood of Tyranny quasi-mastered the Mountain River Guardian Technique, with each punch imprinted with his formidable will, making his punches especially heavy.

Not only physically heavy, but also exerting significant mental pressure.

Many experts of the same tier find themselves bewildered in combat with the Blood of Tyranny, their spiritual will cowed, eventually losing.

“Could it be…?”

Zhou Leng suspects there might be a power in the Celestial Bone trial that helps strengthen the Blood of Tyranny.

Because the Blood of Tyranny rose to fame from the Great Battlefield, becoming the most infamous expert in today’s Ten Realms.

After translating, he opens Martial Faith, showing the last message.

It’s a message sent by Xu Ming, the elder brother who took good care of him at the entrance of the Dragon Battlefield.

He clicks to enter.

“I am Xu Ming. This person is Zhou Leng, a rare genius among humans. Give him a few more years, and he’ll surely surpass me. For my sake, Xu Ming, help take good care of him when you encounter him in the Great Battlefield. Humanity cannot let such a genius fall. As long as he walks out alive from the Great Battlefield, I, Xu Ming, owe you a huge favor. For anything needed, I will oblige without hesitation! Zhou Leng, be thick-skinned, show this to martial artists when you see them. My favor, Xu Ming’s, is quite valuable. Let us all live well.”

With just a few lines, Zhou Leng looks at the message for a long time.

He never expected someone he had absolutely no prior connection with, having only met once outside the Great Battlefield, to help him like this.

Someone who likes to give others an umbrella probably did so because he himself got rained on once.

“I’ve received this kindness.”

Zhou Leng thinks silently to himself, then replies to Xu Ming.

“I am Zhou Leng, my favor will also be quite valuable in the future.”

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