Martial Ascent to Divinity

Tian Wenhua's body swelled once more, and a pair of blood-drenched horns emerged from his forehead.

His back split open vertically, his spine protruding and forming a row of sharp spinal bone spikes.

His chin cracked open from the center, his mouth splitting to both sides.

He transformed into a full three and a half meter tall demon.

Bang... bang... bang...

His heartbeat thundered like a drum.

An enormous lump protruded from Tian Wenhua's heart, and through the stretched skin, one could vaguely see finger-thick blood vessels clustered densely inside, very bizarre.

The terrifying strength spread throughout his body with each heartbeat.

The other martial artists watched this scene with horror in their hearts.

He was like a giant, stamping down heavily, causing the ground to crack, as the terrifying power rippled across the earth.

With a tearing sound, the tent split apart and collapsed, sending dust flying in the air.

He disappeared from where he stood, turning into an afterimage, rushing towards Zhou Leng, arms held horizontally, fists hammering down.

Zhou Leng advanced to meet him, using the most forceful method, reaching out with both palms to meet the fists.

Boom!

The terrifying power exploded between the two, the blast of wind tearing apart the remnants of the tent.

Zhou Leng staggered back several steps.

Tian Wenhua crashed to the ground, the flesh on his arms and shoulders splitting open, but the flesh wriggled rapidly, quickly healing.

The martial artists and demons watched, their eyes twitching uncontrollably.

What kind of monsters were these two?

One met the demonized Tian Wenhua head-on, and his arms were only reddened.

Tian Wenhua was even more monstrous, his wounds healing in the blink of an eye, practically immortal.

Zhou Leng quickly analyzed in his mind, recognizing that Tian Wenhua was already a top late-stage Vitality Stage, unbeatable even by the instructor Deng Zhijue.

With demon transformation, magic potions, and the bizarre heart and other strange powers, he was now infinitely close to becoming an Innate Master.

Though his physical strength was far inferior to the Giant Body of Odd Body,

his flesh regeneration ability was more than enough to compensate for this shortcoming.

Zhou Leng shook his aching arms slightly.

On the surface, it seemed relaxed, but the endurance of his arms was approaching the limit.

Even when fighting a Vitality Stage Black Bone Tiger, he had never felt this way.

The current Tian Wenhua, with his short burst of strength, had already surpassed Mountain and River Origin of Avalanche Mountain, approaching five or six tenths of the Eight-toothed Mammoth's strength.

Zhou Leng took a deep breath, Qi blood surged within him, his body expanded a full circle, shattering the ground as he charged towards the newly stood Tian Wenhua.

Tian Wenhua roared angrily, "Die!"

He swung his blurred right fist, smashing towards Zhou Leng.

As the right fist advanced, it continually swelled, and by the time it reached Zhou Leng, it had grown into a hard flesh ball the size of a soccer ball.

Zhou Leng bent his waist to dodge, crossing paths with Tian Wenhua.

In an instant, Zhou Leng's right palm, with fingers together like a blade, pierced into the right side of Tian Wenhua's abdomen.

He transformed his palm into a claw, viciously tearing, ripping off the entire right side of the abdomen.

It exposed a gaping bloody hole, as if bitten off by a giant beast.

Tian Wenhua reacted extremely quickly, tilting his body heavily and colliding into Zhou Leng as he was torn, sending him flying.

With a thud, Zhou Leng hit the mountainside, rocks splintered around.

The rocks fell on his body with a metallic clang, as if falling on steel.

Tian Wenhua ran over, the flesh around the gap churned, forming a peculiar foam-like proliferation that not only sealed the wound but also increased in size.

Zhou Leng pushed off the mountain wall with both feet, soaring into the sky like a dragon, his legs repeatedly kicking Tian Wenhua.

Bang bang bang...

Tian Wenhua retreated rapidly from the kicks.

He continuously howled, clawing aimlessly with his hands, suddenly grabbing Zhou Leng's calf and violently smashing down.

Zhou Leng's legs wrapped around Tian Wenhua's arm, his body bending to grip Tian Wenhua's hand, spinning rapidly.

The tremendous force drove them both to crash onto the ground together.

Zhou Leng quickly disengaged and attacked again.

The two sides engaged in a fierce battle.

Tian Wenhua's reason was perpetually eroded by demonization, but his strength grew stronger, his speed faster.

Zhou Leng's Body of Wonders was robust, continually breaking through Tian Wenhua's body.

Tian Wenhua could always rapidly proliferate flesh.

The two charged through the valley like lions and tigers, any demon or human in their path either died or was injured.

Zhou Leng sidestepped, dodging, and as Tian Wenhua's fist struck the mountainside,

with a booming sound, rocks flew everywhere, creating a large pit.

Zhou Leng swung a horizontal kick.

Tian Wenhua simultaneously kicked with his right foot.

Bam!

Their right legs collided, Zhou Leng withdrew his leg and retreated, Tian Wenhua's right leg's flesh split open.

He seemed unaware of the pain, charging at Zhou Leng amidst the foam-like flesh proliferation.

They engaged in a close-quarters struggle, neither able to retreat unscathed.

Their fists and palms continuously landed on each other's bodies.

Every time Zhou Leng struck, Tian Wenhua's flesh would invariably split open or even explode away.

Conversely, Tian Wenhua's attacks landing on Zhou Leng seemed to fall on steel.

However, Tian Wenhua's flesh proliferation was too strong, seemingly getting stronger the more he was attacked.

Slowly, the muscles he proliferated became harder and more powerful.

His height had already reached four meters, taller than the Mountain River brothers.

Conversely, Zhou Leng, because Tian Wenhua constantly exchanged injury for injury, his force slowly penetrated internally, damaging his organs.

Those demons and martial artists still fighting couldn't understand, seeing Zhou Leng only superficially injured.

As a result, the initially advantageous demons were trembling with fear.

The disadvantaged humans instead felt a surge in morale.

"With the mysterious expert present, Tian Wenhua is doomed!"

"The mysterious expert's body is like steel. He must be Innate!"

"The Human Race will surely win!"

A group of Gray Gang members seemed to become demon-slaying warriors.

Soon, Zhou Leng changed tactics, no longer clashing head-on with Tian Wenhua, but slowly drawing him towards the valley's exit.

Before long, the two charged into the forest outside the valley.

The numerous trees became obstructions, instantly changing the battlefield.

By now, Tian Wenhua had almost lost all reason, treating the obstructing trees as hindrances, either kicking them down or smashing them, rarely going around.

Conversely, Zhou Leng stepped forward with the Eight Trigrams Step within the dense forest, his figure ghostly and elusive, using the trees as cover, leaving Tian Wenhua powerless.

After a long time, Zhou Leng's eyes suddenly flashed.

Tian Wenhua's flesh proliferation had slowed down!

As expected, no matter how strong the heart is, it's still external force and must have a limit.

The two figures crossed paths, and Zhou Leng suddenly struck out a palm.

This palm came like the wind rises, tide swells, landing on Tian Wenhua's back shoulder.

With a muffled sound, half of Tian Wenhua's right shoulder exploded, blood and flesh scattered, revealing stark white bone.

The flesh regenerated again, but the speed was much slower than before.

Tian Wenhua roared in anger, attacking Zhou Leng.

Zhou Leng changed his guerrilla tactic, lifted a broken tree, and smashed it towards Tian Wenhua, whistling through the air.

Tian Wenhua punched and shattered the tree, wood chips flying.

Zhou Leng closed in, striking Tian Wenhua's fist with his palm.

Thousand Tides Pouring into the Sea.

Overlapping Waves Palm killing move.

Puff puff puff...

Strange True Qi invaded, and Tian Wenhua's entire right arm's blood and flesh exploded segment by segment, falling off, leaving only white bones.

Zhou Leng advanced instead of retreating, striking again.

Tian Wenhua retreated a large step backward.

Both their peripheral visions fell on that bare-boned right arm.

The flesh covering slowed down once more.

Zhou Leng took a deep breath, Qi and blood surged throughout his body, marching forward briskly.

Though his figure was small, his momentum was massive, and his intent was courageous.

This time, Zhou Leng was all offense, no defense, extremely ferocious.

In just twenty moves, Tian Wenhua's entire body of flesh changed again.

His body shrank by a circle.

His legs, shoulders, back, and waist seemed frozen by white frost, generating extremely slowly.

The muscles in these areas greatly affected his strength exertion.

Zhou Leng pressed forward step by step, while Tian Wenhua retreated step by step.

The roles of offense and defense reversed.

"I'll be back!" Tian Wenhua's eyes flashed with blood-red light, angrily roaring, shouting to the Demon, turning to flee.

At the same time, blood-colored flames erupted all over his body, his speed suddenly doubling.

Zhou Leng remembered that back then, Tian Wenbao also used similar means to escape right in front of the Martial Guards.

At this moment, Tian Wenhua was far stronger than the earlier Tian Wenbao; if he met a powerful demon ally, or even an Innate, the consequences would be unimaginable.

How could he let a tiger return to the mountain?

Zhou Leng rapidly chased after, seeing the distance between them widening, he suddenly spoke up.

"Tian Wenhua, don't you want to kill me?"

The figure ahead suddenly stopped, turned around, and looked at Zhou Leng.

He remembered Zhou Leng's voice.

Tian Wenhua's form was completely distorted, covered by proliferating foamy flesh.

Even his face was a bloody mess.

His mouth, nose, and ears were all clogged with flesh, leaving only two eyes.

Above the eyes, thick red blood vessels protruded.

"It's you... it's you... I'll kill you!" Tian Wenhua's eyes flashed with a blood red light, completely losing his mind, crazily roaring, charging at Zhou Leng like a beast.

He was like lightning, so fast that Zhou Leng couldn't even see clearly, only a black shadow coming at him, instinctively raising his arm to block.

Boom!

Zhou Leng flew backward, intense pain in both arms.

Before he hit the ground, Tian Wenhua unexpectedly caught up, punching towards his head.

Zhou Leng raised his arm to block, his arm collided with his head, his body flying diagonally, crashing to the ground, bouncing up, and then falling again.

Tian Wenhua chased again, stomping down, Zhou Leng planted his feet on the ground, placed his hands on the ground, his body smoothly sliding backward, avoiding this attack, quickly getting up.

Tian Wenhua stepped forward with his left leg, standing on the ground beside Zhou Leng, while his right leg swung like powerful football kick, tracing a huge arc, kicking towards Zhou Leng.

Like a tilted pillar sweep, there was no escape.

If blocked with an arm, the bone would surely break into fragments.

A murderous gleam flashed in Zhou Leng's eyes, he kicked out his right leg in a similar manner.

Their right legs collided with a thunderous crash.

Tian Wenhua's right leg snapped with a crack, folding back and flying out.

Zhou Leng's body swayed, his leg bones cracking.

With his right leg broken, Tian Wenhua's over-four-meter tall massive body tilted and collapsed.

Zhou Leng bent forward, his hands pressed on the ground, his body flipped upside down, then recoiling like a spring, like an ascending spear, his legs together, thrusting upward forcefully.

Flying Cloud Leg Ninth Form, Reversed Heaven-Piercing Stab.

From afar, Zhou Leng's body was upside down, his legs soaring, kicking Tian Wenhua's chin.

A terrifying force and True Qi burst forth.

Tian Wenhua's chin, entire face, along with half of his skull was flipped open, flying into the sky.

The exposed skull revealed the wriggling brain.

Tian Wenhua's body crashed to the ground, his brain flung out like blood tofu from a plate, scattering on the ground, gently trembling.

His face and brain flesh proliferated quickly, soon filled with solid tumors.

Zhou Leng's right leg throbbed with pain, both arms poised in a defensive stance.

Tian Wenhua's body staggered to its feet, all flesh rapidly regenerating, swelling into a five-meter tall Flesh Giant.

A terrifying demonic intent swept the surroundings like flames.

Pressure akin to near-Innate level.

Tian Wenhua's brain was already shattered, but propped by demonic intent, his body stepped forward, throwing a punch.

Its force crashing like an avalanche, shattering heaven and earth.

Zhou Leng took a deep breath, his right palm struck out with full force.

Thousand Tides Pouring into the Sea.

Fist and palm collided, Zhou Leng was sent flying, spitting out a mist of blood.

The Flesh Giant swayed, yet did not fall.

He turned toward Zhou Leng, stepping slowly forward.

One step, two steps, three steps…

Blood and flesh on his body cracking open, large chunks falling to the ground, blending into blood water, gurgling forth.

"I am still too weak..."

The last sound emerged from Tian Wenhua's throat as he fell to the ground.

Moments later, amidst the pool of blood, only a skeleton remained.

Zhou Leng stood up.

Tian Wenhua's final strike, a feeling he had encountered before.

The Mountain River Guardian Technique of the Mountain and River Origin, Will into Fist, was just like this.

His final strike, already akin to the Innate.