Chapter 744: Chapter 718: Elephant Monarch

After advancing another thousand kilometers, a second fierce beast army appeared, in larger numbers, more than forty thousand, even including the fierce beasts that had previously fled.

The sound of roars echoed.

The second great battle began.

Before long, the Mammoth Army defeated the enemy, collected corpses, reorganized the troops, and continued on their way.

Every thousand kilometers, a great battle took place, followed by a collection of the bloodied corpses, a rest, and then the advance continued.

During the fifth great battle, the Eight-toothed Mammoth clan was reduced to less than eighty thousand.

And the total number of fierce beasts on the opposing side also reached eighty thousand, the highest number in history.

Among the new enemy ranks were even semi-divine clans, residing in the ancestral land.

They, too, were the examiners of the ancestral land.

Two armies of equal size clashed like tectonic plates of two continents colliding.

The Demon Spirit Masters of the Ice Snow Divine Sect made their debut.

Their main role was to prevent excessive casualties among the Mammoth clan, preserving the fighting strength intact.

Since external clans were not allowed to launch direct attacks, the Demon Spirit Masters only used non-damaging Demon Spirit Techniques.

Layers of thick ice were added on the main warriors, like the Eight-toothed Mammoths.

A large number of wounded retreated to the rear, where the Demon Spirit Masters of the Ice Snow Divine Sect offered healing.

The two vast armies collided like two enormous grindstones, rotating and grinding each other to pieces after impact.

Raging roars, cries of the dying, cracking bones, splattering blood, flying flesh…

The battlefield transformed into a mire of blood and flesh.

Each fierce beast present was both a blade of the meat grinder and the meat itself.

Zhou Leng remained seated quietly, watching in silence.

This was not the stage for demigod leaders.

This battle was completely different from those before.

This battle continued from dawn till nightfall.

And then from night till the new day dawned.

In the vast morning light, the Eight-toothed Mammoths stood tall on the battlefield.

The blood and light draped over them.

“Awwooo…”

The Eight-toothed Mammoths raised their trunks and roared loudly in celebration.

After a day’s rest, the army set off once more.

The numbers had sharply diminished to forty thousand.

There were no fierce beasts filled with fear, no fierce beasts hesitated to fight.

Instead, they were more excited and more joyful.

A thousand kilometers later, new enemies blocked their path.

But the strongest enemies had already been defeated, winning the recognition of fierce beasts of various clans, and spreading the terror of the Eight-toothed Mammoths.

The new enemy troop numbered less than ten thousand.

The army surged forward, trampling them underfoot.

…

After three days and nights, the army stopped before a range of mountains.

Zhou Leng looked forward, seeing towering mountains, each about a kilometer high.

Unlike ordinary mountain ranges that formed continuous lines or blocks, these peaks were arranged in circles, encircling one after another.

The Elders of the Eight-toothed Mammoths walked to the base of the Royal Palace, with Demon Spirit Masters acting as translators.

“Please, Chieftain, Circulation of Extreme Cold, ascend the First Cosmic Altar with honor.”

Zhou Leng nodded, exiting the palace and heading towards the mountains.

The Grandmasters among the Eight-toothed Mammoths followed behind.

The other fierce beasts looked up at them, their eyes filled with anticipation and respect.

In a distant valley.

An injured Flying Mountain Fierce Bear arrived in the valley, delivering news to the stationed troops.

“The road to the ancestral land is smooth!”

“Unexpectedly, our clan has already approached the First Cosmic Altar.”

“Victory belongs to us!”

Three thousand martial artists from the Zhao Clan were immediately invigorated.

“Three thousand Zhao Clan can devour Zhou!”

The children of the Zhao Clan clenched their fists, murmuring softly.

The encircling mountain range.

Zhou Leng led the Grandmasters to the Cosmic Altar in the midst of the mountains.

The ground was covered with various massive stones, forming ring after ring.

From the center to the edge, there were hundreds of huge rings.

The passage of time had left mottled traces on them.

The largest ring had a diameter exceeding three kilometers.

The rest of the Grandmasters stood outside the rings as Zhou Leng tread upon them, moving towards the center.

This was the First Cosmic Altar.

Around the altar, seventeen towering mountains stood.

Each mountain faced the stone walls here, neat and smooth, engraved with various complex patterns.

Upon reaching the center, the Elders of the Mammoths exchanged glances.

In their eyes, there was a hint of hesitation.

Because, from a bloodline perspective, Zhou Leng was likely not a fierce ape, much less related to the Eight-toothed Mammoth clan.

This first Cosmic Altar was mainly for verifying bloodline, identity, and qualification.

Occasionally, some fierce beasts would reach here, but could not activate the Cosmic Altar, leading to failure.

However, they also believed that a being capable of possessing ancient beast cultivation techniques could not be an ordinary fierce beast and was likely some higher form of fierce beast.

Perhaps, Blue Star humans were originally a branch of fierce beasts.

The Ten Realms might all be composed of fierce beasts, just manifesting differently.

The Mammoth Elders did not pray for any miracles, only hoped that Zhou Leng could attain the most basic qualification, to be able to enter the ancestral land.

The Mammoth Elders took positions, pouring torrents of red liquid everywhere.

The corpses from the previous battles had been ground into blood slurry, flowing into the Cosmic Altar.

After a while, the blood slurry disappeared.

When all the blood slurry had been poured in, the Cosmic Altar emitted a faint white light.

Zhou Leng looked at the Mammoth Elders, and they nodded slightly.

From the Cosmic Bag, he retrieved a giant white Mammoth Tooth.

Measuring fifteen meters long, it resembled a crescent moon, floating above the altar.

Countless rays of light converged onto the Mammoth Tooth.

The beams of light continuously collided, as if they were chisels, carving ornate patterns on the mammoth tusk.

When the carving was completed, the mammoth tusk trembled heavily, causing the earth to shake.

Rumble…

The mountains trembled.

A gigantic divine light, as thick as the altar, shot into the sky.

Zhou Leng stood amidst the reverse flow of the divine light waterfall, holding the tusk aloft, sacred and majestic.

All the fierce beasts looked up towards the sky.

The pillar of light rushed into the starry sky, disappearing somewhere unknown.

The pillar of light didn’t stop for a long time, as the fierce beasts waited patiently.

In the dark sky, the pillar of light was merely a flickering candle.

Suddenly, the sky brightened at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The fierce beasts were aghast; there was no sun and it wasn’t daytime, yet high above, the stars densely flowed and rotated.

Numerous galaxies were disturbed, and on the dark sky, they arranged themselves into a giant beast resembling a mammoth.

There were so many stars and they were so close together, illuminating the entire earth as if it were daytime.

The Eight-toothed Mammoths grinned foolishly.

Stellar Ancient Beast constellation.

This was the highest form of recognition from the celestial altar.

A powerful ancient beast of common blood responded to this celestial altar sacrifice.

But some elderly Eight-toothed Mammoths suddenly changed their expressions, somewhat helpless yet with a hint of joy.

Fierce beasts are different from other races.

The more promising the youth, the more they are tempered harshly.

If it were ordinary celestial recognition, it would have been completed directly.

But now, it actually summoned the ancient beast constellation, which is a divine spirit from the cosmos, not something that would simply end with constellations drawn by stars.

The sky opened a crack.

A fire meteor, trailing a long fiery tail, descended from the sky with a deafening roar.

Bang!

It crashed into the altar.

From the blazing flames emerged a dark giant elephant.

This giant elephant differed from the long-haired mammoth, being smaller than the demigod mammoth.

Approximately seven floors high.

Its skin was dark, and other parts of its body were not much different from an ordinary elephant, except for many golden patterns.

However, the sides and forehead of this elephant were extremely different.

The sides and forehead of its body were sunken into square blocks, like shrines, neatly arranged.

Inside the shrines were not divine spirits, but various creatures of differing appearances, including fierce beasts, demons, and other races.

These creatures within the shrines were imprisoned by chains, with red flames burning in their eyes.

From afar, the giant elephant looked especially terrifying.

“Demon Suppression Elephant Monarch…”

The elders of the fierce beasts present looked utterly despondent.

The Demon Suppression Elephant Monarch is a high-ranking fierce beast, just a step away from becoming a stellar ancient beast, with a bloodline concentration far surpassing that of any fierce beast in the world of fierce beasts.

In legend, the Demon Suppression Elephant Monarch is one of the top ten strongest bloodlines beneath the ancient beasts.

Theoretically, all elephant-like mammoth tribes in the fierce beast world are subordinates of the Demon Suppression Elephant Monarch.

The Demon Suppression Elephant Monarch slowly walked, eyes in all the shrines on its body glowed dimly with flames.

The Demon Suppression Elephant Monarch while growling low, circled around Zhou Leng, slowly rotating.

Zhou Leng couldn’t understand what it was saying, but the Eight-toothed Mammoth could understand most of it.

It turned out this newly appointed demigod Demon Suppression Elephant Monarch was resting at home, but was somehow sent here by divine spirits.

However, regardless, it must abide by the will of the divine spirit, fighting with all its might, to kill the enemy.

Even if it’s of the same clan.

If it kills him, it can receive divine favor and gain his bloodline power.

If killed, it will absorb the power of the defeated.

Besides, it said some things that even the Eight-toothed Mammoth couldn’t understand.

The Eight-toothed Mammoth was about to relay to Zhou Leng when the Demon Suppression Elephant Monarch let out a low growl, charging forward like a seven-story-high building.

Instantly reaching a speed of 20 Mach.

As a demigod with such a massive physique, it far exceeded the Divine Death Beast encountered in True King Land.

Also surpassing the Demon Demigods.

It came like a mountain.

Against such a large enemy, much of human martial arts was rendered useless.

Only battle remains.

A sun rose in Zhou Leng’s abdomen, dim rays of light under his skin, with cosmic energy operating.

The Demon Suppression Elephant Monarch felt the cosmic true energy, suddenly braking, turning, squinting its eyes, and let out a low growl at Zhou Leng.

Zhou Leng ignored what it said and charged forward.

The Demon Suppression Elephant Monarch dodged a few punches but soon couldn’t bear it, with its ferocity erupting.

The bodies inside all the shrines on its body simultaneously emitted light, as if an array of demons were praying for it.

A vast amount of power surged into its body, causing it to swell, and its skin suddenly cracked.

From the cracks emerged not its flesh, but the white bones of various races.

Its power suddenly escalated to a new level.

It stamped on the ground and charged again, its speed increased further.

Zhou Leng didn’t dodge or evade, meeting it head-on with the strongest punch he currently mastered.

East Wind Fist’s twenty-third move, Divine Light Sky Explosion.

The right fist resembled a cracked nuclear reactor, emitting intense light.

The Demon Suppression Elephant Monarch swung its trunk, its tusk aiming for a collision with Zhou Leng.

The right fist collided with the tusk, and the divine light exploded, unleashing wild energy.

Bang!

Zhou Leng flew backward like a kite with a broken string, soaring several kilometers, crashing into the mountain at the edge of the altar, sliding down.

The massive body of the Demon Suppression Elephant Monarch tumbled backward, finally rolling to the edge of the altar, standing tilted, shaking its head.

Its enormous eyeball was hit askew, continuously rotating to restore position, its head tilted to the right by at least 15 degrees, and no matter how hard it struggled, it couldn’t right it.

As its eyes recovered, it looked askew at the tusk, furious.

The right tusk had a pit and its surface was covered in cracks.

The tusk is the glory of the Demon Suppression Elephant Monarch’s clan, the most beautiful part of its entire body.

Craters in the tusk were akin to a blemished appearance.

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