Martial Ascent to Divinity

Demon Purgatory, first layer, Endless Battlefield.

The Ten Thousand Demon Fortress is the largest demon city in the Endless Battlefield, with a passage leading to the second layer.

Near this fortress, even demigods cannot act rashly, making it a gathering place for gods and major forces.

Before the Ten Kings Battle, the Purgatory gods were distributed everywhere, either fighting or seizing the blood of ancient beasts.

After the Ten Kings Battle, only newly promoted demigods entered the Ten Kings Battlefield, while most other demigods gathered at the Ten Thousand Demon Fortress.

The Demigod Hall of Ten Thousand Demon Fortress is full of demon demigods, varied and chaotic, a dance of demons.

"Has the cause of death of the green skin hybrid’s gods been found?"

"No clue, we can’t even confirm if the beastman Ten Kings Battlefield has ended."

"I heard a demigod priest cast spells to investigate, but was obstructed by the power of the Ascension Divinity Ladder."

"A hybrid is just a hybrid; they can’t accomplish anything. If such a big event happened in our Demon Purgatory, it would’ve been figured out long ago."

"For the beastmen, nothing surprising happens, no matter what."

"Fortunately, the Blood of Tyranny can’t enter the new demigod battlefield, otherwise they’d surely say it’s the work of Blood of Tyranny again."

"No need to talk about these lowly hybrids; they can betray the Human Race, and they definitely can betray us, it’d be best if they all died."

"No!" A demon demigod suddenly exclaimed softly.

"What’s wrong?"

"In the Demigod Hall, a large number of demon newly promoted demigod thrones have collapsed. I checked; they are all in the Ten Kings Battlefield."

"The events in the beastman battlefield have been reenacted in our demon battlefield?"

"The Fist of Decay is dead..."

"The Eagle of Despair and Purgatory’s Lin have fallen one after another, and they were the lords’ offspring..."

The demigods looked at each other.

A few demigods showed a gloating expression, but most demigods frowned deeply.

Don’t look at those lords’ offspring as only newly promoted demigods, their growth potential far exceeds that of ordinary demigods, almost inevitably ascending to upper-rank demigods.

They aren’t the core of the Demon Purgatory but the true future leaders.

The lords’ offspring and ordinary demon demigods are on entirely different levels, whether in terms of power or status.

It’s impossible for them to risk their lives for a trial of ascension, nor for other demigods to kill them.

"Even they are dead, might the Demon Purgatory see the rise of a ’Reverse Demon’?"

All demigods turned pale.

The Demon Purgatory is a place filled with chaos and madness, all life is influenced by its power, sin and madness are the soil, blood and slaughter are the nourishment, death and despair are the rain, and battle and chaos are the sunlight, allowing demons to grow continuously.

But because the Demon Purgatory accumulates too much negative power, every few eons, a demon genius known as the "Reverse Demon" arises, cleansing the Demon Purgatory by starting a massacre, helping clear out demons.

Only in this way can the Demon Purgatory exist endlessly without being destroyed by endless demons.

Death in warfare with outsiders is within expectations.

But in this internal trial, thousands of gods have fallen, and the speed of their fall is so fast, historically only the Reverse Demon could achieve this.

Because under normal circumstances, the lords’ offspring wouldn’t allow too much slaughter on the Ten Kings Battlefield, deliberately controlling it.

"How many newly promoted demigods have fallen in total?"

"Over two thousand..."

The demon demigods frowned even more tightly, back then in the War of the Thousand Cores, over four thousand newly promoted demigods were lost.

A single demon internal trial’s loss reaches half the losses of the Ten Realms War?

"Aside from the Reverse Demon, there is no other possibility."

"Since that’s the case, prepare yourselves... find the Reverse Demon, and then... control the number of deaths."

The demigods exchanged glances.

Those with lower status among demon demigods looked with vigilance and anger in their eyes.

The lords have already found a way to deal with the Reverse Demon.

Very simple, let ordinary demons go to their deaths, feed the Reverse Demon, and then, their offspring can survive.

Everyone glimpsed the understanding of this, and immediately stopped discussing the Reverse Demon.

No one can change this, not even the lords.

"Luckily, the Reverse Demon is only a newly promoted demigod. If it were of a higher realm, then we..."

The demigods present breathed a sigh of relief; once the newly promoted demigod phase ends, it’s the trial from lower-rank to peak demigod for the Ten Kings Battle, which means the demigods participating afterward are safe.

"The collapse of thrones continues to accelerate, more and more high-level clans are falling, including more lords’ offspring..."

Most demigods remained silent, secretly contacting their subordinates to prepare for confronting the "Reverse Demon."

No one can kill a Reverse Demon of the same realm, for in the Demon Purgatory, the Reverse Demon is immortal.

After dying, they are immediately reborn with memories.

Every rebirth of the Reverse Demon sees a surge in power until they become the strongest entity under the lords.

At that point, the Reverse Demon falls into complete madness and challenges the lords.

And the price for challenging the lords is naturally their fall.

Demon Ten Kings Battlefield.

Zhou Leng looked at an ordinary demon.

Just like a regular demon in appearance, with dark red skin, flaming shuangjiao on its head, flesh wings flapping behind, covered in thin scales, with hooves resembling those of cattle and sheep, wielding a half-divine steel fork.

Above his head, more than two hundred blood moons hovered.

This is very unusual.

Because before, those with over a hundred blood moons above their heads were either high-level demons or lords’ offspring.

The demon looked from afar and grinned, revealing two rows of sharp teeth, silently charging forward.

Once close, they both threw probing punches simultaneously.

Their fists collided, the ground cracked, and powerful spherical shockwaves tore everything around them apart.

Both flew backward.

Zhou Leng was highly surprised; he had activated part of the Starry Sky Body’s power, though not using the true Starry Sky Energy or Martial Arts Fist Technique, merely pure physical power, yet he could surpass normal fierce beasts.

No demigod demon before could withstand it, including the lords’ offspring.

"Are you hiding your power?" Zhou Leng immediately realized this seemingly ordinary-blooded demon possessed power far exceeding its realm, reaching the level of a fierce beast.

"The moons above you belong to me, the crown belongs to me, the throne belongs to me as well."

The demon did not even mention its name, attacking again.

Zhou Leng grew more curious and continued fighting purely with physical power, not using true Starry Sky Energy.

Boom boom boom...

Soon, they collided in the sky and ground at speeds exceeding 20 Mach.

The surrounding demigods, sensing their speed, all backed away.

After thousands of exchanges, a divine light with a diameter of several hundred meters exploded, and both retreated.

Zhou Leng remained in the form of a Rusty Iron Great Demon, with flesh seemingly embedded with rusty iron.

The unknown demon, however, was severely injured, its steel fork shattered by Zhou Leng.

Yet, it remained alive.

Unlike all demons, this one possessed unimaginable will and determination.

Zhou Leng even had a wrong feeling, that he would never be able to kill the opponent.

"You are very strong, worthy of me using... half my full effort."

"Hmm?" The nameless demon smiled, indifferent.