Martial Ascent to Divinity-Chapter 614 - 594: Fist Momentum

Zhou Leng initially used the Sea Dragon Shadow, but this move required charging, and its speed couldn’t keep up with the blade shadows.

"Then let’s..."

The eighth move, Wildfire Burns.

Zhou Leng launched with both arms, punching forward with both fists.

The air around his arms vibrated in unison. At first, the air only condensed into a bean-sized white air flame, flickering like stars.

But as the punches kept coming, the starlight expanded and grew bigger.

After dozens of punches, flames appeared near Zhou Leng’s body, forming shadows of air flames.

Even the shadows of flames beneath his feet expanded as his punching momentum increased, forming larger circles.

In the Qi Blood Realm, Qi and power reside within.

In the Innate Realm, Qi and power extend outward.

In the Grandmaster stage, Qi and power begin to blend with the world.

At this moment, Zhou Leng was not using True Qi or starry true energy, yet he was a genuine Grandmaster, capable of blending with the world through sheer strength and momentum.

Initially, Zhou Leng’s fists were merely fast.

Bang bang bang...

The blade light and fist shadows collided, producing flashes of micro light, like fireworks in the night.

Then, the ever-spreading flames seemed substantial, and as the blade light approached, it would be gently repelled, altering its trajectory.

When the Wildfire Burns fist was executed a hundred times, two groups of flames shone within Zhou Leng’s eyes.

The powerful Martial Arts Will fused with the surrounding air flames, tinting the water-white flames a faint red.

The shadows of air flames began to dance.

Zhou Leng’s entire body was enveloped in faint red air flames.

It was ready.

A fist was thrown.

Boom!

All blade light and shadow magic knives within a meter diameter ahead shattered.

This was still without True Qi or starry true energy.

Then, Zhou Leng stepped on the flame-formed halo, moving at a speed surpassing his usual, circling advanced stakes, punching the entire time.

Each punch caused everything within a meter radius to explode.

Impacting air, the air exploded.

Impacting magic blades, the magic blades exploded.

Impacting the body of the Executioner Evil Statue, the Executioner Evil Statue exploded.

Its armor and flesh were sliced away.

One punch, ten punches, a hundred punches...

Zhou Leng deliberately suppressed the Wildfire Burns’ power to verify a theory.

Each move of the East Wind Fist was a standalone technique.

The more Wildfire Burns accumulated, the stronger it became.

After thousands of punches, it rivaled the final move.

After completing the thousandth punch, Zhou Leng retreated half a step, slightly sinking his waist and shoulder, pushing off the ground, fist thrusting forth.

Boom!

The giant knife of the Executioner Giant Statue raised above its head, about to slash down.

Zhou Leng’s whole body cannoned into the 10-meter-tall abdomen, piercing through.

All of his flame-imbued momentum remained on the Executioner Giant Statue.

Boom boom boom...

Thousands of flame-imbued blossomed like lotus flowers.

The 10-meter-tall Executioner Evil Statue disintegrated into countless fragments.

On the ground, a half-meter-high leg stump rooted into the earth.

In mid-air, the large guillotine head fell, blade soaked in fresh blood, cutting into the empty ground.

Zhou Leng reached out, retrieving the guillotine head from the Executioner Evil Statue.

A legendary weapon’s primary material, worth at least one hundred million.

"All troops, encircle and kill!"

The Four-sided Duke finally realized the enemy’s extraordinary nature and abandoned the plan to destroy the forest, sending tens of thousands of troops to storm forward.

The stars on Zhou Leng’s body reignited.

"Today, witness the wildfire engulfing the plains."

Zhou Leng was neither joyful nor sad, charging alone towards the tens of thousands of troops.

"This human..."

All demons were amazed by unimaginable bravery, even the fiercest of demons would never dare attempt such a feat.

Zhou Leng, like a mass of flames, crashed into the flood of demons.

Step by step, constantly advancing with Wildfire Burns fists, a sky full of red remnants, demons around him fell in swathes.

After killing a thousand demons, the sky seemed to shower golden light upon him.

Subtle golden light enveloped his entire body.

National Divine Techniques, United Strength.

One man can form an army, can build a fortress.

Simultaneously, a burst of white Qi emanated around him, causing nearby demons to scream and fall.

In Zhou Leng’s eyes emerged the Mountain of Will.

Icy transparent mountain, majestic like colored glaze.

Yet at this moment, the surface of the glaze mountain shimmered with a unique hue, blending steel and gold.

Second state of Mountain of Will, Diamond State.

It’s through powerful martial arts will that one man equaled an army, forming United Strength after slaying thousands.

Facing one’s countrymen, no matter how many or united they are, United Strength cannot be formed.

Because United Strength, this national gift, works outward, not inward.

But when facing external foes, United Strength becomes like layers of thick armor, adhering to Zhou Leng’s entire body.

At this moment, the advantages of Mountain River Guardian Technique became apparent.

Martial Arts Will merges with United Strength.

A force comparable to Divine Communication level Taiqing Sea Robe shields his body.

Clad in armor, immune to all techniques.

Hands emitting golden light, extinguishing countless evils.

Zhou Leng’s punching power originally exceeded one meter; now, each punch reaches two meters and instantly shatters the demons into floating debris.

Simultaneously, white, hemispherical shock waves spread over ten meters away.

Below the Innate Realm, touch results in death, encounter spells demise.

Each punch was like a miniature cloud bomb.

Before a Grandmaster, no Qi Blood remains.

Zhou Leng strode forward, and within ten meters around him, demon creatures and giant insects in the Qi Blood Realm fell one after another, either bleeding from seven orifices, bodies shattered, or knocked unconscious.

Only the innate demon creatures could rush within two meters, and then fell.

Tens of thousands of demon creatures, like tidal waves, surrounded Zhou Leng, attacking relentlessly.

They were fearful, they were terrified, but, military orders were as unyielding as mountains.

The sun set, and night fell.

Zhou Leng’s entire body glowed with golden light, the flames of his fists transformed from pale red to bright red.

A flame originally the size of a bean, after a thousand fists, grew to the size of a thumb.

Now, it’s the size of a fist.

The flame swept the land, the power of ten thousand punching forces.

Under the night sky, Zhou Leng struck a punch, the flames dazzling, exploded creating a three-meter diameter of red punching power.

Subsequently, a nearly twenty-meter radius of white light shockwave spread in all directions.

The color of fire and frost shimmered simultaneously.

The Four-sided Duke and another newly promoted Grandmaster Desecrated Mummy watched quietly. 𝒇𝒓𝒆𝒆𝙬𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝒎

The Four-sided Duke was a renowned commander of the Demon Purgatory, even faced with the best commanders of humans or Demon Spirit Masters, it’s indistinguishable.

But, he vaguely realized he had miscalculated.

The best choice at the time would have been to leave immediately upon seeing this person.

No, he should not have taken this path at all.

Yet, it had come to this.

He looked at the remaining few demon creatures.

Grandmaster-led troops were the main elite of the Demon Purgatory.

Came with a force of one hundred eighty thousand.

Not even a day had passed, only five thousand remained.

Corpse covered the land, piled in a thick layer.

Next spring, the flowers on this ground will be exceptionally bright.

The Four-sided Duke glanced at the Desecrated Mummy beside him.

The two nodded lightly together.

The army of one hundred eighty thousand was slaughtered entirely by one person, they had no retreat.

Only death could solve everything.

Whoever dies solves it.

"He is very powerful," said the Four-sided Duke.

"East Wind Fist, lives up to its name, the power of ten thousand punches, I, a demon, cannot withstand it." Desecrated Mummy watched vividly, the enemy’s momentum had reached its peak, carrying the might of slaughtering a hundred thousand enemies, his aura nearing sainthood.

The Four-sided Duke said, "I simulated countless grandmasters in my mind, not a single human fits."

"Could it be a Martial Saint?"

"Later I simulated Great Innate, discovering a ridiculous possibility."

"Who is he?"

"National hero, Celestial Ladder Saint, bearer of arrows, Demon Slayer Warrior, Mist Breaker, Ancient Tree-man, Dragon King descendent..." The Four-sided Duke followed the habit of demon nobility listing a dozen titles, frowned four times, stopped the list, "Zhou Leng."

"The person whose dantian is destroyed and meridians severed, the first innate of the human race?"

"It’s him."

"But he seems like a newly promoted grandmaster."

"He is a newly promoted grandmaster."

"Then... did he use the method of the giant or Steel Dwarves to advance to grandmaster?"

"Yes, I have already had someone conjure a spell to report to His Majesty the Celestial Calamity Envoy, informing the other Four-sided Dukes, to reassess his power."

"Fortunately, he is human, humans have times when they exhaust their stamina. You and I are waiting for his exhaustion, who knows what he is waiting for." Desecrated Mummy had no despair at all.

Yet the Four-sided Duke said, "I have a premonition, he hasn’t exerted his full strength."

Desecrated Mummy shook his head and said, "I don’t believe it. After a day of battle, ten thousand fists exterminated, countless spells fell upon him, not just him, even a Grandmaster martial artist, without True Qi, his body should be nearing its limit."

"The fact is, my simulation sees no fatigue in him, moreover, the fist power of East Wind Fist continues to elevate his strength."

Suddenly, a trace of panic flashed in Desecrated Mummy’s eyes.

"Could he be the second Zhao Dongjun? Back when Zhao Dongjun, in his Grandmaster period, gambled with the Lord, killed through the eighteen layers of Demon Purgatory alone, fought for thirty-three days straight without sleep, ultimately winning the bet, ten thousand demons paid tribute. Ever since, where the East Monarch travels, all demons retreat."

"Humans have produced one Zhao Dongjun, impossible to produce a second. Kill him, and you and I become the Zhao Dongjun among demons!"

At this moment, the demons ahead had already vanished.

Zhou Leng approached, his entire body engulfed in flames shaped like a lotus.

Underfoot, circles of flame rings spread outward.

Under nightfall, like a god descending, illuminating the world.

The flame consumed the land, thirty thousand punching forces.

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

The Four-sided Duke and Desecrated Mummy charged together.

Above Four-sided Duke’s head, a golden giant eye rose, perceiving everything, seeking weaknesses.

Behind Desecrated Mummy, black poisonous mist condensed into a golden coffin, countless dark gold mummy ribbons flew out, like hundreds of demonic hands, floating about.

Inside Zhou Leng’s body, cosmic energy surged like tides, washing over him.

The newly promoted grandmaster, transformed his entire body using True Qi.

Zhou Leng, using cosmic energy, transformed himself into a star body.

To conserve cosmic energy, till this battle, not a trace has been used.

In the night, amid the flattened forest, two demons glowing with light charged toward Zhou Leng, who also shone brightly.

Zhou Leng looked at the two demon grandmasters, one a lower-rank grandmaster, the other just like himself, a newly promoted grandmaster.

That would mean...

Zhou Leng looked toward the weakest Desecrated Mummy.

The earth exploded, shadows dispersed, and in the next instant, amidst dust and leaves fluttering, Zhou Leng appeared beside Desecrated Mummy.

Desecrated Mummy, positioned between Four-sided Duke and Zhou Leng.

Zhou Leng delivered a punch, the flame consumed the land.

Not using cosmic energy, but fully unleashing.

Four-sided Duke immediately turned around, bypassed Desecrated Mummy, wielding a staff sword, igniting a huge three-meter-high arc of flame, slashing toward Zhou Leng.

In his mind, calculations proceeded rapidly.

Two moves, Desecrated Mummy just needed to block two moves, this sword would...

Zhou Leng’s right fist blasted out.

Thousands of fist forces, converged into a lotus.

A three-meter diameter of flaming red lotus, exploded violently, swallowed the Desecrated Mummy.

Zhou Leng’s fist struck empty.

Ahead, countless powder scattered.

East Wind Fist power, flame consumed the land, obliterated the grandmaster.