Everyone’s faces turned cold when they heard the term "green-skinned beasts".
Orcs and dwarves shared the same world and were arch-enemies to each other.
Later, the Demon Spirit World and Blue Star came forward to mediate, and to fight against other worlds, both sides made peace.
At the end of the technology era, the orc leaders were controlled and defected by the Demons, and their betrayal in the final battle was one of the crucial reasons for Blue Star’s defeat.
Humans and other members of the Humanoid Alliance still view the orcs as traitors, hating them even more than the Demons.
The passage from Shuizhou Demon City to the orc world is in a remote location, and the orcs have almost abandoned Shuizhou Demon City, with only a few orcs occasionally coming to hunt.
The team sped up, quickly spotting two streams of Spiritual Light.
Their Spiritual Light stopped, then began to approach.
Before long, both sides reached an open grassland.
The Human Race numbered thirty, while the orcs had over forty.
Most of these orcs carried leather bags, with some stained with blood.
They had round heads and green skin, with large tusks protruding from their mouths, resembling beasts yet human.
Seeing their arch-enemies, Zhou Leng and his companions charged forward without any pre-battle mobilization.
The Beastman Race, accustomed to such encounters, charged straight at them.
Zhou Leng dashed toward the tallest orc leader, who roared and charged at him.
The orc leader stood a full two and a half meters tall, his entire body muscled like blocks of stone.
The orc leader swung a large axe toward him, which Zhou Leng dodged before striking with his palm.
The palm power erupted, but it felt like hitting a rock, numbing his right palm.
"Heh heh." The orc leader sneered disdainfully, kicking towards Zhou Leng, who hurriedly dodged.
Molten Hammer shouted: "He’s a demigod descendant, watch out, he likely has special talents."
The Human Race’s Martial Saints, Beast Race’s demigods, and Ancient Dwarf Kings.
Descendants of the Beast Race’s demigods could inherit part of the bloodline, possessing immense strength.
Zhou Leng quickly strategized, using his swift Body Technique to weave around the orc leader, striking occasionally with his palm.
The orc leader, tough and thick-skinned, paid no mind, wildly swinging his massive axe, chasing the tiny insect in his eyes.
The rest of the team watched the two combatants, their scalps tingling.
Zhou Leng’s palm technique was terrifying, killing ordinary Demons with a single blow.
Yet, this orc leader endured over twenty strikes, remaining unscathed.
This orc leader was merely cumbersome and inflexible; otherwise, he’d be comparable to a Body Refining Martial Artist.
If he attacked others, it would be disastrous.
They observed that Zhou Leng was fierce, too, having taken several punches and kicks, yet still as vigorous as a dragon.
Soon, Zhou Leng struck the orc leader’s waist with a palm.
This was the twenty-seventh palm.
On the same spot, it was the eighth palm.
In this strike, Zhou Leng applied the ferocious Rushing Tide, causing a slight delay in withdrawal and got punched on the shoulder.
Pain pierced through him.
Zhou Leng subsequently rolled away, avoiding the incoming giant axe.
The orc leader suddenly opened his mouth, spitting blood and fragments of internal organs. ᴜᴘᴅᴀᴛᴇ ꜰʀᴏᴍ 𝕟𝕠𝕧𝕖𝕝·𝘧𝙞𝙧𝙚·𝔫𝔢𝔱
The blood chunks emitted a chilling aura.
Zhou Leng’s eight consecutive strikes on the same spot had utterly destroyed it, even adding some unknown force.
"Molten Hammer!" Zhou Leng shouted.
Molten Hammer, already prepared, leapt high, descending from above, both hands wielding a great hammer to smash downwards.
The orc leader raised his axe to block.
Zhou Leng appeared ghostly at the orc leader’s side, striking out with his palm.
The ninth palm landed in the same spot.
With a soft pop, the right palm pierced the orc leader’s skin like punching through paper, penetrating the abdomen.
Overlapping Waves Palm Technique Ninth Form.
Dark Twisting Vortex.
The powerful True Qi erupted, forming a vortex within the orc leader’s abdominal cavity, ravaging flesh and blood.
The orc leader screamed, kicking Zhou Leng in the chest, then staggered back, looking down to see his internal organs shredded and oozing as meat paste.
Zhou Leng took the orc leader’s kick, fell to the ground, grunted, stood up, and tossed pills into his mouth.
He lifted his clothes to see welts and bruises but no bone injuries.
The orc leader’s organs spilled out, eyes blood-red, pain driving him mad, wildly swinging his axe.
Everyone had already avoided him, the other orcs unable to react.
Of the more than twenty orcs left, half were killed by the orc leader.
With a crash, the orc leader fell to the ground.
He reached into his own abdomen, digging and muttering.
"My intestines, my intestines..."
His head tilted, and he ceased breathing.
Everyone surged forward, slaughtering the remaining orcs.
"That was awesome!" Lu Juncai shouted.
"Even if there were no Spiritual Light, it was worth it."
The group collected their spoils, finding a substantial amount of human items and corpses in the leather bags.
Everyone turned pale, knowing they intended to carry human corpses during their march..
It’s no wonder they had two streams of Spiritual Light, unclear how many they had killed.
In the end, the two Spiritual Lights, one white and one yellow, were claimed by Molten Hammer and another person who bought the yellow light for two million at auction.
"Hmm?" Molten Hammer rushed to an open leather bag and took out an old magic spirit bag.
Everyone stared intently at the magic spirit bag.
Even Rao Mingxian, whose ancestors were billionaires, wouldn’t buy him a magic spirit bag.
Molten Hammer took out the items one by one.
Some human race pills, some strange and peculiar bones.
"Blood bones..." Lu Juncai said.
Everyone nodded slightly.
Blood bones are similar to pills of the human race, where various magic potions are refined and sealed into the marrow of the bones, each having its own use.
Molten Hammer chuckled and said, "Most of these things are unusable by humans, so I won’t be polite."
Molten Hammer contributed a lot throughout, and no one minded.
Molten Hammer picked and selected a few blood bones and tossed them to Zhou Leng and the others.
"This is ’Frenzied Blood Bone,’ commonly used by the Beastmen, safer than your stimulants, but after use, the body feels weak for days and looks unsightly."
"Thanks." Everyone accepted, knowing it was a good thing.
"Hmm..." Molten Hammer picked up some blood bones and looked at them, hesitating for a moment before saying, "It’s not that I’m withholding from you, but some of the blood bones here are excellent, yet your bodies can’t handle them."
Zhou Leng said, "Your contribution is enough to earn these."
Molten Hammer took some things from the magic spirit bag and threw the bag to Zhou Leng.
"The magic spirit bag goes to Zhou Leng, do you all object?" Molten Hammer asked everyone.
Rao Mingxian laughed and said, "It was agreed beforehand that if we encounter valuable treasures, you two will choose first. Though the magic spirit bag is precious, it’s not more precious than our lives."
To say they are gladly willing would be false, but Molten Hammer and Zhou Leng together could knock everyone here to the ground.
Both sides supporting each other, there’s no need to be an antagonist.
They could gain war merits from the duo, raising a tier, plus distributing various scattered pills, already gaining abundantly.
Zhou Leng glanced at the pills on the ground and said, "I’ll leave these pills untouched; you all divide them."
Human consortium’s magic spirit bags are hot to the touch, while the items of the alien races are completely different, especially the beastmen, who pose no threat in Shuizhou Demon City.
The Seventh Division longed for more beastmen to come, all resolved.
When returning to base, just spend money to let a demon spirit master check them.
Everyone distributed the spoils and placed the human’s corpse on relatively hidden trees, marked them, and hunted demons again.
Until the next day, everyone began heading toward the location of the Book of Spirituality.
Arriving at the Book of Spirituality, everyone cleared things slightly.
The legacy lights totaled seven, three white and four yellow, all distributed.
Pills and some valuable materials were countless, each person’s obtained resources valued no less than three hundred thousand conservatively.
Zhou Leng took the main magic spirit bag, Molten Hammer gained many items unusable by humans, each receiving a white spiritual light from the Land of Extreme Cold.
Those in the inner circle saw everyone return safely, at most severely wounded, and were exceptionally envious.
Zhou Leng and Molten Hammer spoke quietly and then said, "We two will depart to the Land of Extreme Cold and will not linger here. Wish everyone can complete the legacy, see you all in the Innate!"
Zhou Leng clasped his fist and left with Molten Hammer.
Both ran at far above average speed, disappearing into the aperture.
Rao Mingxian sighed, "Someday, Zhou Leng will surely be extraordinary."
Lu Juncai muttered, "Isn’t he already?"
Zhou Leng and Molten Hammer sprinted rapidly.
With the magic spirit bag, Zhou Leng’s burden reduced sharply, moving even faster.
Away from everyone, Zhou Leng ran while taking out two different blood bones from the magic spirit bag.
Molten Hammer laughed, "Can you recognize them?"
Zhou Leng shook his head.
"One is the Beastman Race’s famous ’Divine Marrow Blood Bone.’
"Heard of it, it’s very famous."
"How many treasures and orange gold of our Steel Dwarves were exchanged for this."
"I used a few, anymore effects are extremely low. Wait till reaching the Land of Extreme Cold, then use it. Strengthens bones and body, greatly beneficial for your future body refinement. Every green-skinned beast is as robust as magical beasts, credit goes to the Divine Marrow Blood Bone. These were refined from the descendants of demigod magical beasts."
Zhou Leng said, "Seems every realm has treasures suitable for our human race."
"Of course, your human race’s pills are what we need. I came this time preparing for the Ancient King’s Treasure, to procure human pills to advance further."
"Ancient King’s Treasure?"
"The Ancient King is equivalent to your human race’s Martial Saint. In life, this Ancient King was a master of underground architecture, mastering divine text, making his treasure particularly special, so I prepared early."
"The other contains the rare ’Poison-eating Mosquito,’ refined by beastman wizard with totems, blood, and poison mosquitoes. If poisoned heavily, open the blood bone, and the Poison-eating Mosquito will absorb the poison from you."
"Such a treasure? Said to be highly valuable."
"Of course it’s valuable, the Poison-eating Mosquito’s absorption ability is indiscriminate; as long as it’s poison, it can absorb. Yet, if the poison is too strong, exceeding the limit, the Poison-eating Mosquito will die first."
The two ran as they conversed.
Molten Hammer was straightforward, also liking Zhou Leng’s righteous character, discussing many matters of various realms.
Zhou Leng’s demon knowledge was extensive, astonishing Molten Hammer.
Both bore spiritual light, attracting many people or demons to follow.
The weak couldn’t catch up, while the strong felt their power and mostly left.
The two proceeded smoothly, nearing the Land of Extreme Cold.
Not far traveled, Zhou Leng and Molten Hammer exchanged glances, vaguely hearing distant combat sounds.
The two hesitated for a moment, continued running.
Zhou Leng’s demonized watch’s Martial Arts City special attention list popped a message.
"Zhou Leng, are you here?"
Zhou Leng suddenly stopped, opened his demonized watch.
Xu Qingjin was nearby, both had activated the regional network.
"Let’s go, my friend’s requesting help." Zhou Leng said.
"Alright!" Molten Hammer didn’t hesitate, ran toward the battlefield with Zhou Leng.