Chapter 698: Chapter 677: Fire Wings

Dark clouds obscure the moon, everything is pitch black.

The distant battle continues, and nearby, all eyes are on the two bright lines of fire.

A human, dragging a half-divine artifact Flame Greatsword in both hands, runs forward.

To the Demigod Sword of Innocence, the Flame Greatsword is merely a pair of advanced half-divine artifact longswords.

But this two-meter-three giant sword, in Zhou Leng’s hands, resembles two great flaming doors.

Some Demons show a look of confusion.

That is a Demigod’s weapon, imbued with Flame Power and Demonic Power, even a human Grandmaster, let alone a Demon Grandmaster, would find it difficult to wield without suffering burns.

This human can actually suppress the power of the Flame Greatsword, making it his own.

Ahead, a grandmaster force composed of over twenty giant insects, Demons, Sea Sirens, and Beastmen charge toward Zhou Leng.

Tightly led by three Grandmasters, the rest are either Middle-Rank or Upper-Rank, with no weakness among them.

So many Grandmasters, not taking any chances, fully alert, unleashing all their power at once.

At the instant of confrontation, Zhou Leng steps on the ground.

Speed, increased by another Mach.

The attacks from the Demon Grandmasters, aside from a few Curse Spells, all miss.

The increase in speed, surpasses the reaction limit of all Grandmasters.

Zhou Leng, swinging the Flame Greatsword in both hands, his body rapidly spinning.

The crimson flame sword blade abruptly extends, transforming into a fiery blade several meters long, carving a massive circle in the night.

Blades of flame, the song of the circle dance, tear through the night, slicing through the demons.

Grandmaster severed limbs fly through the air.

In a blink, Zhou Leng continues to drag the two giant swords, sprinting forward.

Two lines of fire continue to stretch across the ground.

At the cut-off point behind the fiery lines, a ring of blood and flesh spreads.

The demons are bewildered, unable to tell whether the mysterious human is strong, or if the two half-divine artifacts are formidable.

The subordinates of the Sword of Innocence silently pause their pursuit and blockade.

This pair of swords, beloved treasures of the Sword of Innocence, ranks among the top in Eighteen Layers of Demon Purgatory among half-divine artifacts.

They seemed to see the Sword of Innocence descend upon this place, slaughtering their kind.

“Stop him! This is a military order!” commanded by a Four-sided Duke.

Demons from everywhere rush forward.

The demons from behind cannot catch up, but the ones ahead come in droves.

The other demons are cautious, but the giant insect demons charge like fearless puppets, surging like the sea.

Zhou Leng raises the Flame Greatsword, the crimson flames erupting, spreading like wings.

Power pierces the void, changing the world.

Zhou Leng changes his stride, turning from large steps to small ones, becoming a blur as he keeps moving forward.

With every step, he adjusts the direction of the immense reactive force to directly ahead.

Combining with his body and the power of the Flame Greatsword, a blade-like force constantly radiates outward, centering on him, within a radius of ten meters.

Zhou Leng moves unflinchingly forward, unfazed.

All demons ahead, once within twenty meters, feel as if they are brushed by high-speed steel wires, being sliced into layers.

The mass of demons swarms up, only to fall in waves.

The unfolded Flame Greatsword resembles phoenix wings, leaving a trail of corpses wherever it passes.

Occasionally, some experts attempt to stop him, but a brief hesitation costs them the opportunity, leaving them to sigh from behind.

In the camp, some demigod avatars gather together.

The avatar of a red-clad demigod floats, eyes white, arms outstretched, forming a massive cross.

The wind roars, the thunder rumbles.

A massive thunderball, over a hundred meters in diameter, appears afar, descending from the heavens, crashing onto Zhou Leng’s location.

Blue lightning waves and white air waves explode, all demons within hundreds of meters either dissolve into blood and flesh, are burned to a crisp by the thunder, or are torn apart by the shockwaves.

With just one strike, tens of thousands of demons perish here.

As the light retracts, that figure, like one cloaked in fire wings, still runs onward.

Equivalent to a Grandmaster King’s full-strength strike, the terrifying divine punishment thunder left not the slightest damage on him.

Ordinary people couldn’t see it, but the demigod avatars and the Grandmasters see it clearly.

At the moment the thunderball exploded, an invisible force field appeared around the mysterious martial artist.

The divine punishment thunder is powerful, but ultimately could only approach one meter from him, unable to touch his body.

The demigod avatars exchanged looks.

Their power is at Grandmaster King level, but their knowledge far surpasses the Grandmasters, possessing demigod memories.

“This human is pretending to be a Martial Saint, or is a Martial Saint avatar.”

“This is the half-divine power unique to a Martial Saint, a Martial Domain.”

“No, it’s not a Martial Domain, it’s the ultimate power of piercing the void and celestial phenomena, Void Mastery.”

“Isn’t it still an elementary Martial Domain?”

The Void Mastery of a newly ascended Martial Saint significantly enhances, known as Void Mastery.

Further advancement of Void Mastery leads to Martial Domain.

However, the alien race demigods’ understanding of this power is quite limited, often generalizing it as Martial Domain.

The demon demigod avatars watched a bit longer, still unable to confirm.

“He’s not quite like a demigod; his control over power fluctuates, whereas the power control of all Martial Saints and demigods never wavers so much.”

“Nor does he seem like a demigod avatar.”

“Let’s find an opportunity to strike together, test his mettle.”

“However, this person’s body is quite unusual, far stronger than humans, even greater than a Martial Saint.”

“Could it be a Giant Dragon or a Giant pretending?”

“Highly likely, after all, the top Grandmaster Kings of Giants and Giant Dragons have torn new Demigods to shreds.”

“The Sword of Innocence must be roaring in his palace right now, having lost a clone due to a minor mistake.”

The Demon Demigod clones laughed; seeing other demons defeated was always amusing.

They watched Zhou Leng slay countless demons along the way, but they didn’t care at all.

For Demigod Demons, the primary enemies are the other Demigod Demons surrounding their own territory.

The secondary enemies are the Lords of their current dimension.

Next in line are other Demigod Demons.

As for humans, they don’t even rank in the top five of enemy listings.

If not for the Celestial Calamity Envoy speaking up, their true bodies would never send clones here.

As more demons perished, more eyes in the demon camp turned towards this place.

Including a Demigod giant insect in the sky.

A Demigod giant insect suddenly opened its mouth, spewing green liquid, seemingly by accident, over the Demigod Tree-man.

A small cluster transformed into a poison rain covering a 500-meter radius, descending towards Zhou Leng.

Seeing this scene, those previously indifferent Demigod clones focused their gaze.

That was true Demigod Power; once poisoned, anything below a Demigod would die without exception.

Just as the poison rain was about to land on him, a myriad of green leaves floated above Zhou Leng, layered like dense clouds, catching all the poison rain.

Then, the leaves trembled, shaking the poison to both sides, falling into the demon army.

The ground was filled with demons’ shrill wails, but within seconds, the bodies of those touching the poison rain turned to pus, leaving no trace.

The Tree-man Demigod intervened, aiding Zhou Leng.

Others couldn’t recognize Zhou Leng, but they could clearly sense the aura of the Ancient Crown.

From the moment Zhou Leng appeared, the Tree-man Demigod was prepared.

The Demigod giant insects softly hissed, no longer targeting that Martial Artist. If they attacked again, the Tree-man Demigod would surely strike at demons below the Demigod level.

Some demon Grandmasters were unwilling to give up, continuously charging in battles.

But no matter how many demons there were, they met their end upon arrival.

Soon, Zhou Leng broke through the demon lines, reaching the front-most line.

There, the Tiger Bear Grandmaster team was surrounded by countless demon Grandmasters.

As Zhou Leng approached, a large number of demon Grandmasters fled.

Not to mention that this person moved as if unchallenged, the mere presence of the Sword of Innocence was frightening enough to scare off most demons.

The remaining not-so-smart Sea Siren Grandmasters, Beastman Grandmasters, and giant insect Grandmasters split their forces to attack Zhou Leng.

This time, the density of demon Grandmasters far exceeded previously seen levels.

They were gathered from all sides, ready to swallow the Tiger Bear team whole.

Over two hundred Grandmasters swarmed forward.

“You should leave quickly!” Chen Shouhu shouted loudly.

Human Grandmasters were anxious, knowing that even Song Juesi, the top Grandmaster King of the Tree-man battlefield, killed hundreds of Grandmasters over a day rather than facing two hundred at once.

As powerful as Song Juesi was, after several major battles, he had to leave the battlefield to recover from injuries.

Each Grandmaster was like a mountain.

Colliding with a mountain meant enduring the mountain’s backlash.

Just as Chen Shouhu spoke, Zhou Leng rapidly spun, wielding the Flame Greatsword, charging into the Grandmaster crowd.

Whoosh…

The Greatsword spewed flames, extending outward, spinning.

The lengthened sword shadow spun at high speed, forming a 50-meter diameter flame aperture, like a meat grinder, rotating.

Giant insect Grandmaster, slashed.

Beastman Grandmaster, severed.

Sea Siren Grandmaster, ripped apart.

Except for a few Grandmasters possessing protective Half-Divine Artifacts, who avoided disaster after being knocked away.

All other Grandmasters, like moths to a flame, burned with the sword.

Zhou Leng didn’t know how many high-speed spins he completed, until he could no longer feel the greatsword’s impact forces, and stopped.

The blazing twin swords hung down slowly like fire wings.

Looking back, the ground was littered with broken remains.

Only a few Grandmasters with protective Half-Divine Artifacts, like startled birds, crazily fled towards the demon camp, not daring to glance back.

Turning back forward, the encirclement battle was already over.

The dozens of demon Grandmasters surrounding the Tiger Bear pair quickly escaped.

Including the fearless giant insect.

Chen Shouhu, Wang Boxiong, and a dozen other Grandmasters stood frozen, unsure of what to do.

Chen Shouhu clasped his hands and asked, “May I ask which senior you are?”

Zhou Leng didn’t answer, glanced around, then again raised the Flame Greatsword, heading towards other lines.

The Tiger Bear pair exchanged looks, Chen Shouhu said, “Forget it, let’s head back. Unless a true Demigod comes forth, or many Demigod clones join forces, he can’t be stopped.”

The team of Grandmasters was somewhat disheartened, yet curious, and while walking, frequently looked back at the figure.

“Who is this person? He seems like a Martial Artist, but has simply wielded the Flame Greatsword all along, showing no techniques, no visible path.”

“Cannot be a Martial Artist, did you sense his physique? That kind of texture isn’t something humans can have, even the body of a Martial Saint isn’t as strong as his.”

“The point is, he hasn’t used True Qi throughout.”

“Could it be Zhou Leng?”

“No, Zhou Leng is still cultivating in the tree, besides, his physique couldn’t be so strong. During the Xiongjing Symposium, I had felt it myself,” Chen Shouhu said.

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