Martial God: Grinding from Mortal Flesh to Immortality Chapter 496 - 246: Alliance, Demonic Bloodflesh Method, Wulo

But at this mont... the grand hall fell into a deathly silence.

Everyone stared blankly at Lu Sheng, especially when they recalled the surge of Power of Realm emanating from him just monts ago, a trace of horror appeared on everyone’s face.

The entire hall seed so quiet that even the sound of a pin dropping could be heard clearly.

"This intent... is it even more terrifying than that of the Great Grandmaster Wulong?"

"How... he is just a Grandmaster, how is this possible?"

"What kind of technique is this? Could it be... he truly is a foreigner from beyond the skies?"

One by one, the high-ranking mbers of the Martial Alliance stared intently at Lu Sheng, even Wulong’s breathing beca heavy in that mont.

His hands gripped the arms of his chair, veins bulging, his gaze fixed intensely on Lu Sheng.

"That surge of power just now... is it True Intent? No, no, it’s even more terrifying than True Intent!"

"Who exactly are you!!"

Wulong roared lowly at Lu Sheng.

Lu Sheng smiled slightly, and said softly while eting everyone’s eyes, "Didn’t I just say..."

"My true body is outside this world. As long as the heavens are shattered, my true body can descend and obliterate the demons... with a flick of a finger!"

At this mont, no one dared to refute Lu Sheng because of the terrifying True Intent he had just unleashed, which made them all tremble.

In this world, Martial Artists may not possess the powerful physical bodies of Martial Artists, but each one masters the Martial Arts Realm, and even innately senses the Martial Arts Realm more sharply than Martial Artists.

Naturally, they could also feel the terrifying True Intent emanating from Lu Sheng just monts ago.

"But breaking the way of the heavens is no easy task!"

Wulong was silent for a long ti, before speaking again in a calm, steady voice.

Lu Sheng noticed, smiled slightly, as Wulong’s words showed he had so trust in Lu Sheng’s identity.

Or perhaps... in the current situation, Wulong had lost all hope, and perhaps Lu Sheng’s presence gave him a faint glimr of hope.

It was this that prompted Wulong to believe in Lu Sheng’s identity.

"If I rember correctly, there seems to be plenty of demon flesh in the Martial Alliance!"

With these words, Wulong seed to understand what Lu Sheng wanted to do, and said sternly, "Though demon flesh can enhance a Martial Artist’s Power of Realm, it contains certain limiting power. Once consud, one’s future comprehension of the realm will be completely severed!"

"It is... a thod of self-destruction!"

Lu Sheng smiled slightly; he naturally knew the limitations of demon flesh, but then, what does it matter?

After all, he has descended into this world not with his true body, just a Thousand Forms Clone infused with a drop of his blood.

The clone’s body is filled with that limiting power, bearing no connection to his true body.

It could be said... with enough demon flesh, Lu Sheng could leverage the Power of Realm within the demon flesh to enhance his clone’s power.

In due ti, he would be able to shatter the heavens and bring forth the descent of his true body.

"You don’t need to worry about it. What you must do is... provide with enough demon flesh, the more the better!"

"I trust, the Martial Alliance doesn’t lack demon flesh, does it?"

Lu Sheng squinted his eyes, glanced over at the people present, and said with a smile.

One by one, the high-ranking mbers of the Martial Alliance exchanged glances but hesitated. Ultimately, they left the decision to Wulong.

Wulong was silent for a long ti, finally a look of resoluteness flashed across his face.

"Given the circumstances... I will trust you this once!"

Wulong stood up, waved his large hand and said, "Bring out all the demon flesh from Longyang City!"

"Whether we can survive this disaster depends on this ti!"

Saying this, Wulong looked at Lu Sheng and said in a deep voice, "I trust you, but I also hope... you will not let down!"

Lu Sheng smiled indifferently, "I will do my utmost!"

...

Longyang City, within a secret chamber, a chamber large and vast spanning several thousand square ters, piled with masses of demon flesh.

The rancid odor emanates throughout, filling the chamber with a foul scent.

"This is all the demon flesh accumulated by our Martial Alliance in Longyang City."

Wulong said to Lu Sheng.

"This is the current limit for the Martial Alliance, if it’s not enough... we will need to hunt the demons to obtain more flesh!"

Lu Sheng took a glance and smiled slightly.

"It’s enough!"

"Next... just wait for my signal. If the demons invade..."

Lu Sheng looked at Wulong.

Wulong nodded, "Rest assured, if the demons invade... the Martial Artists of Longyang City will fight to the death!"

Seeing this, Lu Sheng said no more, directly walked into the chamber, and began to devour the demon flesh, using the Power of Realm contained within to enhance the power of his clone.

Wulong then instructed several Great Grandmasters to guard the vicinity of the chamber to prevent any interference with Lu Sheng’s plan during a potential demon invasion.

Having done all this, Wulong strode out of the chamber and proceeded to the city walls of Longyang City, quietly awaiting.

Waiting for the demon invasion, waiting for... Lu Sheng to break through the world’s heavenly way!

...

Ti passed.

Soon, three days went by.

Atop Longyang City’s walls, Wulong, clad in armor, stood beside a towering scimitar, reflecting waves of chilling light under the sunlight.