Otherworldly Desert Dust-Chapter 655 - 607: First-class Star God
Behind the Red Robed Saint, a Qilin Universe appeared!
He stood there, vast and boundless, making people of any realm seem like dim stars, with even the Crown Radiance and Star Light on them devoured by this Red Robed Saint.
As his rage erupted, the cosmic destruction wave from a distant universe also approached, and Wu Hen felt like he was standing on his own planet, witnessing firsthand the collapse of a corner of the Milky Way, and watching the Solar System turn to ash. Eventually, this calm wave of cosmic destruction would also sweep over this small star, annihilating all life like himself.
Annihilation was merely a matter of time, passing like a distant light wave; everything had already happened, and could not be changed.
Wu Hen's Death Omen Law was triggered the moment the opponent made his decision.
His heart was equally shocked; the power of this Holy Sect Ancestor was even stronger than Cai Lan had described.
Facing Cai Lan, Wu Hen wouldn't trigger the Death Omen Law in a second, as he could at least find a glimmer of hope amidst the enormous pressure. But the death omen aura brought by this Red Robed Saint was no different from an ancient person on Earth witnessing the scene of interstellar destruction; this destruction spread at the speed of light, and no matter how many eons one developed, it could never withstand this power.
This guy was definitely the most powerful God in the history of Cang Chu, a First-class Star God!
"Wu Hen… the one he wants to kill is me, go and do what you have to… I'm glad you came to see me one last time." Mingyi understood clearly that neither the Night Nuwa Lineage nor the emerging Nuwa Lineage who rose from the mire of today could possibly defeat the Red Robed Saint before them.
The oppression brought by Red Robed Saint Cai Qiong to all humanity even surpassed the trampling of the Purple Robed Master back then, simply on a different dimension.
Such a powerful being could only be killed by time, yet the arrogant Night Nuwa Lineage stood against him and did something irreparable.
Mingyi knew well that her ancestors were merely lucky to survive from the hands of this Red Robed Saint. Rather than saying those from the future returned to the past in vain attempts to change history, it was more like the killing intent of this Red Robed Saint traversed time to trace the future, cutting off all branches and roots of the Night Nuwa.
"Mingyi, now is not the time to say such emotional things," Wu Hen remarked irritably.
"Am I being emotional???" Mingyi retorted as if her tail was stepped on.
"Since he is my descendant, he is destined to be an emotional being. If he turns away, it shows he is unworthy of being my descendant, and I will annihilate him; if he stays, he is my enemy, and I will make you pay the price either way!" the Red Robed Saint coldly declared.
"No wonder you're the ancestor, you're truly pathological." Wu Hen laughed.
The Death Omen Law was already triggered, meaning no matter how he chose, the result would be the same. At least regarding whether to stay or leave, it was the same; Wu Hen still needed to find another way to break this deadlock.
"You… you kill even your own descendants, are you mad??" Mingyi pointed angrily at this Red-robed Old Monster and cursed.
"The bloodline has been diluted after more than ten generations, and my descendants three hundred years from now would be strangers. What does your life or death matter to me?" Red Robed Saint Cai Qiong said with a touch of disdain.
As soon as he finished speaking, the Red Robed Saint raised a hand, and his palm instantly became a Heaven-covering Divine Mountain, composed of countless Thunder Peaks. They fell and collided, with the vast destructive Holy Breath already fused with the most active elements between heaven and earth, as if all matter in the Otherworldly Dust would become his weapon, crushing all enemies in his sight. freewёbn૦νeɭ.com
Bear in mind that those ten thousand ancient martial artists of the Night Nuwa Lineage and the contemporary Douyi Star Palace, at their strongest when forming the Star Robe Army, seemed like primitive tribesmen. Under the baptism of the Red Robed Saint's Holy Decision, even life and death became a random number.
At this moment, the energy could no longer be seen with the eyes; Wu Hen needed to deploy all his perception to observe the operation of the Heaven-covering Thunder God Mountain, to find the weakest valley in this chaotic storm mountain range.
Even the weakest valley's power reached seventy percent of Cai Lan's strength. Wu Hen should be grateful for receiving all sorts of whips and criticism from Cai Lan before traveling through time, and more so for possessing the Qilin Saint Soul.
The shadow of the Jade Emperor Qilin appeared around Wu Hen, woven from purple-gold light into a magnificent constellation.
Wu Hen embraced the exhausted Mingyi, transforming into a little purple-gold Qilin, and voluntarily rushed into the only valley within the Heaven-covering Divine Mountain.
In the next moment, the terrifying energy crushed the five senses, and even though Wu Hen hid in the energy's valley, it felt like stepping into the nest of gods and demons. He used the thunder currents of the Jade Emperor Qilin to sweep through the annihilation thunder demon in the valley. After clearing out a quiet canyon, he shoved Mingyi's head into his chest and then unleashed the form of his Holy Soul!
The majestic Thunder Mountain ridges collapsed, endless peaks fell, terrifying fault lines appeared, and a sky-collapse-like event was unfolding with lightning. Mingyi's delicate body trembled violently, feeling the anger of the Red Robed Saint, without a trace of compassion…
She, like a small red lark, curled up in a little nest in the valley amid the collapse of nature, with someone opening their arms to hold up this nearly collapsing valley, striving to make this small valley a place of survival.
Mingyi saw a face flushed and veined with effort, teeth gritted—grand and real, reminiscent of the time when he singlehandedly opened a world window for Nuwa God End. Back then, he seemed ethereal and grand, like a divine miracle, and now she could feel his breath, his warmth.
How did he become like this…
Clearly, when they first met, he still faced the unknown, a novice needing personal guidance in this otherworldly realm.
Perhaps she shouldn't be so attached to an ethereal future, for witnessing his growth firsthand could also be a very happy thing.
"Wu Hen, I am Cangling, your star marker does not need me. I am fictional, and the members of the Star Palace who entered this temporal vortex with me stayed in this time to let me escape. They chose to survive in this time by any means, creating a false divine miracle of Cangling over three hundred years. The Cangling you painstakingly searched does not change the fate of all humanity, only a matter of one person's selfishness…" Mingyi finally revealed this truth.
Cangling is not an important Star Marker.
Her existence, meaningless.
The Douyi Star Palace crossed time to be here, vainly hoping to change history, but they only caused more chaos.
