Martial Ascent to Divinity

Original Demon Arena gathering place.

Various Lower-Rank Demigod Demon Dragons gathered together, numbering over a hundred.

The Demon Dragons scattered around, encircling an open space.

A demon descendant of a Demon Dragon stood there.

He had a human form, but his body was covered in Dragon Scales, and Dragon Horns protruded from his head.

He called himself Tiamat, leading the Demon Dragons to sweep through other demons, standing at the peak of the Demon Ten Kings Battle.

He shouted, "Today, our Demon Dragon clan will prove to the entire Demon Purgatory that the Demon Dragons are the strongest!"

"Demon Dragons are the strongest!" The other Demon Dragons roared in support.

"We believe that the entire Demon Purgatory will bow to the Demon Dragons!"

"Bow to the Demon Dragons!"

"After resolving external enemies, we Demon Dragons should put aside our prejudices internally. The upcoming arena matches will only determine victory or defeat, not life or death. Compete for the new emperor with wisdom and intelligence!"

"Compete for the new emperor!" The Demon Dragons roared along.

"Good, next, we will draw lots to face each other in duels. The winner moves to the next round, the loser forfeits the Blood Moon. The competition for the new Demon Dragon emperor officially begins."

Under the command of this demon descendant of a Demon Dragon, the Lower-Rank Demigod Demon Dragons started a great battle.

Except for a few Demon Dragons who got truly enraged and were severely injured, most Demon Dragons restrained their killing intent.

After a series of bitter battles, Tiamat successfully defeated the son of a Lord with the bloodline of the Molten Rock Emperor, becoming the champion and acquiring all the Blood Moons.

Amidst the cheering of the dragons, a crown descended from the sky.

Rich Star Power poured into his body.

In the previous new Demigod Ten Kings Battle, Zhou Leng obtained a total of five crowns.

But combined, those five crowns did not contain as much power as this single crown.

An unimaginable amount of Star Power surged into his body, causing excruciating pain throughout Zhou Leng, followed by a persistent soreness, making it difficult to absorb the power quickly.

It was not like this at all before.

Fortunately, he had already acquired the Divine Technique of the Starry Wanderer, otherwise, he would have wasted a lot of power at the new Demigod stage.

Surrounded by dense starlight, the other Demon Dragons were filled with envy and offered their congratulations.

When the light dispersed, the Demon Ten Kings Battle ended, and Zhou Leng and the dragons were teleported to the Endless Battlefield.

This time, without wasting the power of the Dragon God’s Teleportation Array, he used the excuse of looking for a Lord to leave alone.

The Demon Dragons were victorious and particularly happy, flying towards the Ten Thousand Demon Fortress.

At the gates of the fortress, countless Demigods were scattered around, looking grimly at the enthusiastic Lower-Rank Demigod Demon Dragons.

The Demigod Demon Dragons landed cautiously, warily eyeing the many Demigods.

"Why did you slaughter demons, why did you target our Demon Prison Angels?" a Flesh and Blood Angel of Upper-Rank Demigod stature shouted angrily.

"Nonsense! The demons who emerged first clearly said it was you Demon Prison Angels who first hunted other races, forcing us Demon Dragons to retaliate! Demon Dragons, don’t be afraid, if you can win in the Lower-Rank battlefield, we can win in the Endless Battlefield!" a Molten Demon Dragon of Upper-Rank Demigod stature growled, who was the daughter of the Molten Rock Emperor.

"Whoever is the ultimate beneficiary is the biggest suspect! You Demon Dragons orchestrated this event, violating the Lords’ agreements. I also heard the Demigod prodigy ’Dimogogon’ from my race died in your ambush!"

"Screw your mother..." The Molten Demon Dragon opened its mouth, spewing a terrifying Dragon Breath of lava.

A magma pillar dozens of meters thick erupted, showering in all directions, engulfing an area of several hundred meters and splattering thousands of meters away.

Most experienced Demigods quickly escaped, but a few slow new Demigods and Lower-Rank Demigods, even touched slightly by the magma flame, had half of their bodies incinerated to ash in a blink.

The Molten Demon Dragon’s Dragon Breath seemed to sound the horn of battle, and outside the Ten Thousand Demon Fortress, the Demon Prison Angels and Demon Dragons clashed on the spot.

Other groups quickly distanced themselves, watching with snacking in hand, commenting on the spectacle.

Such events were too common in the Demon Purgatory.

After both sides sustained heavy injuries, the Peak Demigods of the two clans intervened to stop and end the fight.

All Demigods knew that these two clans were bound to engage in full-scale conflict, only ceasing when things became unmanageable and the Lords issued a command.

The Demigods regathered and returned to the grand hall of the fortress.

"Who is the last new emperor?" a Demigod Four-sided Duke inquired.

The Demigods from various races looked towards where the Demon Dragon gods were.

Even if the new Demon Dragon emperor were a pig, the Demon Dragon clan would cultivate it wholeheartedly, definitely becoming a Peak Demigod.

The Demigod Demon Dragons glanced at each other.

"Tiamat is different from us; he hasn’t come here and has gone directly to see the Lord."

Upon hearing this, shadows swept through the eyes of the Demigods.

Reporting directly to the Lord?

Could he be a prodigy nurtured by the Molten Rock Emperor or another Lord?

"In that case, let’s wait for the Lords’ orders."

"This time, not many Demigods died, most importantly, the new emperor didn’t disappear mysteriously."

"Let’s wait for the outcome. Tiamat? There are many Demon Dragons with that name; which one is he?"

While demons were discussing the new emperor, Zhou Leng left the Endless Battlefield silently and headed first to the Tree-man World.

Sure enough, upon entering, he was immediately in the Ten Kings Battlefield.

The new Demigods gathered in the center as well.

But they all stared wide-eyed at each other.

There wasn’t a single Blood Moon.

The Tree-men and giant insects currently had no Lower-Rank Demigods.

Soon, others admitted defeat and left, leaving Zhou Leng alone.

In the end, nothing changed.

No Blood Moon, no crown, no reward.

To avoid wasting time, Zhou Leng also conceded defeat and headed straight to the Beastman World.

He entered the Beastman Ten Kings Battlefield once more.

The Demons had too many Demigods; killing recklessly could easily result in being mobbed, possibly causing unforeseen incidents.

But the Beastmen were different.

Their numbers were far less than the Demons.

Zhou Leng first disguised himself as a Beastman and mingled among them to gather information.

After initial chaos, the Beastmen gathered honestly and, as agreed before, decided on the Blood Moon ownership through real combat matches.

However, after one round of matches, many Beastmen were dissatisfied, thinking the knockout tournament was unsatisfactory and suggested a round-robin tournament, where every Beastman fought every other Beastman.

Thus began a long round-robin tournament there.

Until now, the first round of the round-robin hadn’t concluded.

That night, Zhou Leng donned a mask and, in the form of a Beastman, began assassinating the resting Beastman Demigods in the camp.

He quickly killed a few and fled swiftly.

After a while, he came back for more assassinations.

After obtaining the Blood Moon, Zhou Leng immediately passed it to another Beastman, never accepting it himself.

After several times, the Beastman Demigods began suspecting an insider, conducting an internal investigation, but to no avail.

Ultimately, they had no choice but to stop the matches and split into several large teams to search.

Because Zhou Leng refused the Blood Moon, they found it hard to locate him.

Zhou Leng could see the floating Blood Moons from afar, continuously attacking various Beastman teams.

The Lower-Rank Demigod Beastmen numbered no more than a hundred at first, but within a day, Zhou Leng had reduced them to just over twenty.

These twenty-plus Beastman Demigods held all the Blood Moons.

Zhou Leng, as a new Demigod, squared off head-on against twenty-three Lower-Rank Demigod Beastmen.