The King of the Four Corners tapped his fingertip lightly on the table and asked, "Where are the people? Didn’t I say earlier that all the leaders from the various branches should co here?"
"They... have all co."
The King of the Four Corners paused for a mont, falling into a long silence.
So many have died?
These are the weakest subordinates he’s ever led.
He couldn’t help but recall Mrs. Xiyang’s advice—since Zhou Leng is here, don’t co to Blue Star.
After a long while, he snorted lightly and said, "Sit down. Next, I will not only rebuild the Demon Worship Sect, but also rebuild the Demon Worship Sect near Rucheng, right under Zhou Leng’s nose!"
"Yes!"
"Also... go beyond Dragon Country far from Rucheng, preferably to the western hemisphere, find a place, I need to set up a Demon Spirit array, secretly ascend to a demigod, and conceal all the promotion anomalies."
"Yes."
A group of new Demon Worship Sect leaders were puzzled, does this new Sect Hierarch actually fear Zhou Leng or not?
The vast ancient road.
The Ghost-faced Giant gazed afar from the peakless ends, the person called Circulation of Extre Cold had already been obscured by the mountain peak, vanishing from view.
Ahead, only faintly visible was that point of Minor Achievent of Four-ard Star Lifter.
They were originally the first echelon, but now have fallen to the third echelon.
Peakless Ends ran for a while, turning back to look.
Down the long slope, countless demigods carried giant stones onward.
The original first echelon had already split into seven or eight levels.
The most lagging demigods still hadn’t even reached the snowy slope region.
Carrying the Star Ascending Stone for a climb had already taxed them to their limits.
After running for quite a while, a black-skinned giant beside him, who had been unable to comprehend, used Divine Text to ask: "Ghost-faced Giant, who is the human running first? I’ve seen strong human martial artists, but for soone who physically surpasses our top demigod giants, I’ve heard of, but not seen."
"I asked, he is a descendant of Starry Giant and human martial artist, bearing our giant’s blood."
"I see, now I understand." The black-skinned giant breathed a long sigh of relief.
Good thing I asked, if I hadn’t, I’d be bottling it up all the way, bursting out with madness.
That’s right, my Giant Race!
"After passing the snowy slope, it’s the war cry zone, don’t know if he can hold on. He seems tender-skinned and young, not like soone with much experience." Another giant said.
"Ghost-faced Giant, how old is he?"
Peakless Ends shook his head; the two never chatted.
At this ti, a giant carrying a turtle shell said, "According to the universal cosmic year calculation, he’s no more than three years old."
"At least a true god’s child..."
Nearby giants and alien star races lightly nodded.
Zhou Leng ran intently, suddenly noticing ahead that a crosswind gust blew, sweeping the snow across the sky.
So he took a little caution, continuing to run at 21 tis the speed of sound.
Running smoothly at this speed now, he felt he could push a bit further, but considering saving stamina and power for later, he didn’t speed up.
Looking back, he couldn’t see Peakless Ends, only distant parts of ordinary trial takers at the foot of the mountain.
Continuing to climb.
After running a few more steps, suddenly a roar echoed in his ears.
The roar persisted, containing a strange power.
A portion of the power impacted Martial Arts Will.
A portion of the power directly entered the body, disrupting bodily functions.
Another portion entered the brain, where blurry silhouettes of powerful beings descended in terrifying scenes, with a peculiar montum akin to stars exploding, forming continuous impact.
The power attacking Martial Arts Will was effortlessly blocked.
Power impacting the body was forcibly suppressed by the strong physical form.
Those terrifying scenes and aura of powerful beings completely ignored all forces, as if attacked directly by high-ranking divine spirits, utterly unrestrained.
Seeing that he couldn’t defend, Zhou Leng simply didn’t resist, letting his spirit absorb the impact of those powerhouses’ aura.
Occasionally so bizarre or particularly strong divine spirits appeared, Zhou Leng’s vision darkened, feeling weak all over, stumbling as he ran.
But the Martial Arts Will supported him, and his body ran by instinct.
Often, after running for a while, he would return to normal.
The peculiar powerhouse impact ca very frequently, almost once a second.
Zhou Leng didn’t know how to solve it, only to endure.
Soon, the Four-ard Star Lifter entered the war cry zone.
Doubt flashed in his eyes, slowing to 15 tis the speed of sound as he charged into the war cry zone.
After running a while, his body stumbled slightly, falling sideways.
But at the mont of falling, he pressed a hand against the ground, preventing a fall.
He got up, continuing to run, but had to slow down again, maintaining at 12 tis the speed of sound.
This way, the war cry sounded every thirty seconds, barely manageable for him to endure.
After a long while, the Ghost-faced Giant Peakless Ends and other third-echelon demigods reached the war cry zone.
Unlike Zhou Leng and the Four-ard Star Lifter, as Peakless Ends approached, his speed dropped sharply, eventually stepping onto the war cry zone at one ti the speed of sound.
Other trial takers were identical, all decelerating substantially.
Peakless Ends muttered quietly, "No, that Circulation of Extre Cold seems inexperienced, coming here ought to be unaware of slowing, by his speed..."
He looked around, searching for a corpse.
In the distance, the brute Zhou Leng continued to run at 21 tis the speed of sound, swiftly ascending.
Because of the fast pace, the war cries ca at high frequency, Zhou Leng continuously endured impacts, his brain foggy, vision occasionally blacking out, muddling forward recklessly.
Running for a while, several tens of kiloters away, a giant running at 15 tis the speed of sound turned abruptly, glancing at Zhou Leng.
This giant’s body was entirely enwrapped in chain-like bones, wrapping around his body, known as the Ring Bone Giant in the universe.
When the Ring Bone Giant ascends to divine spirit, they beco Ring Star Giants, able to string stars like beads, wearing them as clothes.
He observed Zhou Leng’s silhouette charging upward quickly, stunned for a mont.
"Which celestial region is this human from?"
He secretly noted down Zhou Leng’s figure, puzzled.
I, a true god’s child, where am I lacking?
He pondered for a mont, almost deciding to speed up, but ultimately maintained his old speed.
Forget it, what’s the point in competing with a monster.
Zhou Leng continued running in a daze, continually surpassing multiple distant giants.
Passing through multiple areas, finally, he tread on flat ground.
Taking a few steps forward, suddenly sensed sothing amiss, realizing it wasn’t a slope.
Looking up, high above, stars shone brightly, the earth illuminated like daylight.
The vast mountaintop plateau stretched boundlessly, resembling a vast, endless plain rather than a peak, its area unknown, whether thousands or tens of thousands of miles.
So demigod giants and alien star demigods scattered across the area, with Star Ascending Stones placed beside them.
Those demigods either silently consud pills or drank miraculous beverages or lay sleeping soundly on the ground.
At this mont, a voice echoed in Zhou Leng’s ear.
"Congratulations, ancient road trial taker, you’ve successfully climbed the summit, ranking at 910,145th place. After a brief rest, you may enter the ancient bridge..."
The Star Ascending Stone left slowly, resting on the ground beside him.
"910,000th place..."
Thinking of the universe’s countless stars in trillions and trillions, Zhou Leng felt acceptable.
A quick glance, rembering so demigods’ appearances.
99% of the species he’d never seen nor heard of.
Their depths were unfathomable.
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