Sitting cross-legged on the ground, Zhou Leng activated the Great Sun Divine Skill.
Under the influence of the Stellar Traveler’s divine techniques, the endless star power in the heavens and earth twisted, forming a light funnel tens of kiloters in diater, pouring down upon Zhou Leng.
In the distance, powerful fierce beast demigods raised their heads to look towards this mysterious forest embraced by mountains.
Even the strongest fierce beast demigods had no intention of approaching.
The power within Zhou Leng’s body accumulates more and more, yet becos slower and slower.
Unsure of how much ti had passed, Zhou Leng seed to "see" the darkness retreat, starlight enduring, as countless colossal stars swept past him.
Boom boom boom...
The true energy singularity within his chest and abdon ford a true energy star, rapidly contracting, as if undergoing a solar collapse.
After contracting to its limit, the true energy star expanded suddenly. The trendous power surged violently, exploding within his body.
The solar true fire composed of stellar true energy surged and reverberated within him, cleansing his entire body, refining every cell.
In an instant, every cell in his body emitted a faint glow.
Each cell seed like a lunar satellite, absorbing the light from the true energy star.
These powers stimulated the strength of the Undying Star Body, as massive amounts of star power struck his body from outside to inside.
The turbulent star power entered his body, collided with the stellar true energy, and gradually transford.
Moons of size and substance gathered within his body.
After an indeterminate amount of ti, Zhou Leng’s entire body shone brightly.
Seen from the outside, a full ten silver glowing moons appeared within Zhou Leng’s body.
The light rendered his entire body transparent, visible to the naked eye.
Ten moons ford a standing ring, resembling a heavenly wheel, slowly rotating within his chest and abdon.
At the center of the ten moons, the solar star ford of stellar true energy stood motionless.
Zhou Leng couldn’t help recalling the divine halo behind a god-spirit’s head, composed of similar stars, but grander and more powerful.
Within Martial Arts perception appeared a new divine body.
Moon Wheel Profound Body.
Zhou Leng had heard of this divine body, with only rough information.
It’s a divine body greatly compatible with the Undying Star Body, Stellar Traveler, and others.
From this mont on, moons arose in his chest and abdon.
These moons, like stars in the cosmos, could continually absorb star power and transform it into bodily strength.
As cultivation increases, the number of moons will also increase, and their impact will grow stronger.
In ordinary civilizations, a Martial Saint’s "Martial Domain" is the greatest force, allowing power to be released at will.
But in high-level civilizations, a divine body is the strongest power at the Martial Saint level.
The divine body at the Martial Saint level determines strength and greatly influences Ascension to Divinity.
Zhou Leng quietly operated the Great Sun Divine Skill.
After a long while, he opened his eyes.
From his eyes shot beams of starlight over ten ters long.
In a blink, the starlight sprinkled down in front, like a curtain of fireworks.
Looking down, his body seed... too tender.
His skin exuded a faint jade glow, with occasional flashes of starlight, resembling luxury car star roofs.
Too much cosmic power accelerated his entire body’s cosmic transformation.
Slowly rising, his feet involuntarily sank into the ground.
His body, too heavy.
Zhou Leng slowly adjusted, finally adapting to the new body.
He looked at the ti; the Middle-Rank Ten Kings Battle had entered its third day.
Enter Blue Star now to directly join the Ten Kings Battlefield.
Therefore, he entered Shuizhou Demon City via the fierce beast world, contacted the Steel Dwarves, and received a response.
The Steel Dwarf demigods were prepared long ago. Just a command, and they could charge into the Royal Court now.
"Then... let’s begin!"
"As you command! Oh, demigod Beastn have prepared against you, all Middle-Rank demigod Beastn recognize one another. Anyone unrecognized is attacked by them together. You can only disguise as a defeated Middle-Rank demigod Beastman leaving the Ten Kings Battlefield. We have their 3D images for you to transform..."
"Also, to cooperate with your actions, many Middle-Rank demigods abandoned the Ten Kings Battlefield, simply preparing to play big with the demigod Beastn..."
Zhou Leng slowly changed his body, disguising himself as a demigod Beastman, Bloodhoof Fang.
Zhou Leng passed through the Two Realms Barrier, entering the Beastman Ten Kings Battlefield.
Looking out, hills stretched far, but nothing could be seen.
Slowly rising, he soon saw a few blood moons hundreds of kiloters away, and nothing else anywhere.
Landing again, he quietly ran over, stealthily observing.
He saw more than forty Middle-Rank demigods distributed throughout.
The total number of middle-rank demigods among Beastn was itself not many, not exceeding 100.
They encircled a rough battlefield a few kiloters in diater.
Two Middle-Rank demigods were battling in mid-air.
Their position rang with explosions, pounded by shock waves and flashing half-god battle techniques, forming a huge crater.
Zhou Leng lightly clenched his fists, feeling the power within his body.
Without having asured, it’s impossible to know the precise strength.
Even before becoming a new demigod, his demonization lifting power reached about 1.5 million tons.
The maximum strength of a new demigod is at least 10 million tons.
Now, with further constellation transformation, gaining Moon Wheel Profound Body might double that effortlessly.
In other words, without using stellar true energy, just relying on physical power, he could lift 200 of the largest aircraft carriers.
Zhou Leng squinted in observation of the two Middle-Rank demigods fighting.
After a while, he frowned.
Primitive combat techniques.
Fragile bodies.
Softer exertions.
Slower speeds.
Are Beastman Middle-Rank demigods this weak?
Or is it...
Scanning the nurous Middle-Rank demigods, to go directly seems a bit too risky.
Wait a mont.
Soon, one Middle-Rank demigod was defeated, the blood moon above flying towards another demigod.
The defeated Middle-Rank demigod stood dispirited not far away.
Soon, the second battle began.
Similar impressions as before.
Zhou Leng decided to be cautious.
He watched three battles consecutively, feeling the sa, and relaxed.
Not an illusion.
Zhou Leng stepped forward as Bloodhoof Fang, without any disguise, even knowing he’d reveal his identity, he didn’t care.
Once close, so demigod Beastn looked over.
"Bloodhoof Fang? Didn’t you already leave?"
"How could you co back?"
"Yeah."
"Sothing’s not right..."
"Is it Blood of Tyranny or Zhou Leng disguised?"
"Possibly."
"Stand still!"
All demigod Beastn stopped what they were doing, looking towards Bloodhoof Fang.
Bloodhoof Fang roared, "I was sent by the Beast God herself! How dare you slander ? I judge you dead for slandering and the Beast God! Those who slander us — all must die!"
Saying this, Bloodhoof Fang charged forward.
"Nonsense, you must be a fake! Otherwise, how could you not recognize !" Bloodhoof Skull, Bloodhoof Fang’s brother, cursed and rushed over.
His right palm struck, forming a massive beast claw shadow in the sky, swiping towards Zhou Leng.
A Middle-Rank demigod could already gather stronger divine shadow attacks.
Zhou Leng didn’t use the Great Sun Divine Skill, nor the East Wind Fist, simply inhaling deeply, and using all his bodily power, he hit forward with a basic fist technique.
Boom boom boom...
Within a few hundred ters, the earth trembled as if a heavenly wheel was turning.
Zhou Leng’s punching power surged forward, condensing into a brilliantly shining, thick white energy.
Within the white energy, moonlight sparkled, like a cylindrical shockwave, hurtling towards Bloodhoof Skull.
Boom!
The ground cracked, massive fan-shaped dust exploded to both sides.
The punching power shockwave shattered the beast claw divine shadow, engulfing Bloodhoof Skull.
Bloodhoof Skull scread miserably, flying backward, an arm blasted away, chest and abdon collapsed, body split open, and he fell to the ground, blood spilling everywhere.
He didn’t die, staggering to rise again.
Zhou Leng glanced down at his fist, lightly shook his head; with only one basic fist technique, it wasn’t enough to instantly kill a Middle-Rank demigod.
At least two punches were needed.
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