Martial Ascent to Divinity

In the spacious Dragon Nest, Dark Horn looked ahead at the Grandmaster Demon Dragon, letting out a faint snort, and all subordinates departed.

Only the envoy of the Molten Demon Dragon ’Black Flame Eternal Shine’, the lord of the fifteenth layer of Demon Purgatory, remained.

"Respected Dark Horn, the great Black Flame Eternal Shine has agreed to part of your terms. He can only fully attack the Blood of Tyranny but cannot guarantee killing him. Unless Blood of Tyranny is overly arrogant and enters the fifteenth layer of Demon Purgatory to challenge the lord’s majesty," said the Demon Dragon envoy.

"Then there’s no need for it. Please return." Dark Horn’s tone was indifferent.

He was a Black Dragon, a Middle-Rank Demigod, with a body length exceeding eighty meters.

Before him, the Demon Dragon envoy seemed like a child.

The Demon Dragon envoy slightly bowed his head, saying, "I understand your feelings. Your most beloved eldest son, second daughter, third son, fourth son, fifth daughter..."

"Enough!" Dark Horn roared, sending out a wave of white sound, the Demon Dragon envoy was sent flying, crashing into the stone wall, falling along with the rocks.

Fortunately, Dark Horn had not used his full strength.

The Demon Dragon envoy felt helpless, secretly thinking how your twelve children were all killed by Blood of Tyranny, but you target him, what kind of demigod bullying is that?

But he came with a death order, so he continued to endure and said, "But the lord said, in the upcoming Ascension to Divinity Ladder trials, if there’s an opportunity, he will unite with several Peak Demigods and even Lords to find a chance to ambush Blood of Tyranny for your revenge."

"Will the great Black Flame Eternal Shine truly do this?"

"You know, the lord’s seventeenth son, eighteenth daughter... and twenty-seven other children all died at the hands of Blood of Tyranny. The lord’s hatred for him is no weaker than yours. Back then, Blood of Tyranny was indeed mad, exploiting Dragon Blood for his cultivation, creating the Thousand Dragon Catastrophe..."

The Demon Dragon envoy stopped halfway, went silent, not daring to speak further.

Dark Horn remained silent for a long time, then said, "I can’t guarantee killing Zhou Leng either. I can only ensure action when I’m absolutely safe. Now all dragons are watching him, dying just to kill him is not something a smart Giant Dragon should do."

"Of course, you can ambush him after he leaves Dragon Mountain."

They discussed briefly, and the Demon Dragon envoy departed.

Dark Horn quietly gazed at the entrance of the cave, reminiscing about his twelve children with tearful eyes.

Suddenly, he received a message from the Dragon Priest, demanding he immediately go to the Great Altar.

Not daring to disobey, he teleported to Dragon Mountain, entered the Great Altar, and descended on the Dragon Pool.

Confusedly looking at the Dragon Pool, he saw the Dragon Priest with dark circles around his eyes, his figure slightly swaying.

"Come quickly, replenish the Dragon Pool’s blood!" commanded the Dragon Priest, and Dark Horn, along with a few newly arrived Demigod Giant Dragons, hurriedly approached the Dragon Pool to bleed.

Dark Horn looked at the Dragon Pool, seeing a figure sitting within the pale red pool.

He naturally knew Zhou Leng was here, but because he had a deep grudge with Blood of Tyranny, hearing Zhou Leng was friendly with Blood of Tyranny, he did not attend the banquet.

"Could it be Zhou Leng sitting inside?"

"Dark Horn, hurry up," said the Dragon Priest solemnly.

Dark Horn felt uneasy, afraid his identity would be exposed, so he followed other Demigod Giant Dragons in bleeding.

Finally, feeling dizzy, he retreated while others replenished.

Thus, Dark Horn participated in two rounds of bleeding, and eventually could barely take a few steps before his body became sore, forced to rest beside.

Two hours later, soaking in the Dragon Pool finally ended.

A thoroughly red Zhou Leng emerged from the Dragon Pool step by step, Dragon Blood forming thick scabs almost a fist thick, akin to massive armor.

Upon reaching the ground, his body lightly shook, causing the blood scabs to shatter into blood mist, dispersing to reveal a slightly different Zhou Leng.

His skin showed fine red cracks, densely packed, crossing each other; upon closer look, his skin seemed fractured into scales.

In actuality, the Dragon Pool’s power was so abundant, it hadn’t been fully absorbed, forming scar-like structures.

The Giant Dragons, witnessing this, grew ever more joyous.

It’s the precursor to Dragon Transformation!

As long as this continues, Giant Dragon Zhou Leng is only a matter of time.

Dark Horn gazed at Zhou Leng, slightly squinting.

What’s going on? Agreed to assassinate him, but hadn’t acted before donating half my blood.

However, it doesn’t matter; he’s just a newly promoted demigod, while I’m a Middle-Rank Demigod, two ranks apart, still have a chance.

He observed secretly, not suited to act now, as several Peak Demigod Giant Dragons are watching here, even if Zhou Leng is killed, escape is impossible.

The Dragon Priest announced, "Now, proceed with the next ceremony, the Youth Ceremony..."

Dark Horn promptly followed, witnessing Zhou Leng partake in one ceremony after another within a day along with many Giant Dragons.

The more he watched, the more uncomfortable Dark Horn felt.

The treatment Zhou Leng received, how could it be better than him, a Demigod Giant Dragon?

For an entire day and night, Zhou Leng continued various ceremonies perpetually.

The Demigod Giant Dragons compensated for Zhou Leng’s missed youth rituals, supplementing all they could.

Eventually, Zhou Leng nearly overheated.

His body unable to absorb Dragon Power, faint red dragon flames were exhaled outward.

Demigod Giant Dragons grinned broadly; yes, this is the look.

"Good, the more power within you, the higher the success rate for Dragon Egg Transformation! Come, let’s go to the Dragon Transformation Platform!"

The Dragon Priest and numerous Demigod Giant Dragons gathered around Zhou Leng, proceeding toward the Dragon Transformation Platform.

Zhou Leng asked, "I’ve heard that Dragon Egg Transformation is the most crucial ceremony for the Giant Dragon Race after ascending as a demigod, what exactly should I do?"

The Dragon Priest jovially wagging his dragon tail replied, "You know, we Giant Dragons are merely a branch of Star Dragons, experiencing countless years of weakening, becoming increasingly distant from the Starry Sky Bloodline, you are human, you should understand."

Zhou Leng nodded; throughout Blue Star history, continuously evolving organisms are few, most organisms regress or remain unchanged, merely disappearing in the river of history without attention.

"Therefore, our Giant Dragon Race has always sought methods to enhance our bloodline and power, until discovering the Dragon Transformation Platform..."

"It should be a legacy of some higher Giant Dragon Race. As long as a demigod Giant Dragon enters within, wrapped in potent power, the power is re-condensed into a new eggshell..."

"Thereafter, undergo changes of higher dragon races within the eggshell, breaking out with truly high-level Giant Dragon Bloodline. Naturally, to martial artists like you, it’s High-level Giant Dragon Blood Marvelous Body..."

"If lucky, may acquire some exceptional Star Dragon Bloodline. Hence, if you have any Dragon-related Pill, consume it simultaneously; it might help you obtain the strongest Giant Dragon Blood Marvelous Body in the Ten Realms."

"I see..."

Zhou Leng immediately checked his Cosmic Bag.

Recently having dealt with several demigods, each being a wealthy fool, too many items, had no time to sort due to cultivation, perfect time to organize now.