Otherworldly Desert Dust-Chapter 372 - 327 Demon God Celestial Shell

Jiang Qi had evidently listened to the clamor of the entire Wudou, and under his absolute inspection, he could clearly see crowds upon crowds surging towards his Martial God Temple.

Faced with such rebellious behavior, Jiang Qi was not angry but burst into a wanton laughter.

To his eyes, these people were no different from those clamoring towards a guillotine.

"How utterly overconfident," sneered Jiang Qi. "Do you truly believe that this woman’s ascension to the Martial God Realm would allow you to drag me down from the altar? Just as the customs that have arisen in Wudou in recent years are abhorrent, you unite to seek death. There’s no need for me to dig you out of the gutter one by one anymore, die together!" said Jiang Qi.

How could Jiang Qi not be clear about who was struggling at this moment? It must be people like Qin Hefang, those who hid their souls within the Nuwa God End, using those evilly possessed as hosts to spread the dregs of culture in this Martial Artist City.

"Do your job as the Rotating Martial God, but instead you have to overreach. Today, only one person will die, and that’s you, Jiang Qi." Wu Hen held the luxurious Demon Blade in his hand and took the initiative to approach this Martial God Jiang Qi.

The surrounding area was all rubble, and even the unexcelled aura of Martial God Jiang Qi seemed to be suppressed by the Demon Blade. Now, the entire Wudou and the entire Wuting were watching the two Martial Gods. In the rotation of Martial Gods over the past decades, only Jiang Qi had been the most disgraceful. If it wasn’t the Martial God Statue being slashed by someone, it was today, being cleaved to the ground by a member of an Alien Race.

Wu Hen hovered in the air, looking down from above. Naturally, there were people within Wuting who recognized him; he was the Foreign Guest who had teased Princess Wu at the night banquet and had recently been seen by many at the side of the Northern Guardian Lady.

At this moment, people suddenly realized that this Foreign Guest was actually a supporter of the Northern Guardian Lady, and his strength was formidable enough to confront our god Jiang Qi!

"You volunteer to be the sacrificial lamb, so you’ll die first. Don’t think that you were so impressive that day. Let me show you Jiang Qi’s true capabilities!" Jiang Qi raised his War Hammer.

That War Hammer suddenly expanded, wrapped with Qi Ming Thunder, like a Heavenly Court Divine Monarch.

He flew towards Wu Hen, his entire being a thundering mountain, collapsing upon his foe.

Wu Hen raised the Demon Sword Concubine to resist, its blade reflecting a hundred zhang of dazzling light, intertwining into a majestic jade tower, blocking Jiang Qi’s crushing attack.

"This blade actually obeys you, indeed you are not a Foreign Guest, but an incarnation of the Demon Clan!" Jiang Qi pointed at Wu Hen and angrily accused.

Wu Hen had no more words to waste and raised his Demon Blade, striking Martial God Jiang Qi once more!

Martial God Jiang Qi met the challenge with his hammer, his golden physique containing a vast ocean of Qi Ming, an endless flow of Martial God energy surging forth.

Ruan Muhuan was initially worried about Wu Hen’s reckless appearance, but upon seeing that Wu Hen could repeatedly exchange blows with Martial God Jiang Qi without falling short, her eyes flashed with joy that could hardly be concealed!

You should know that in the days she spent with Wu Hen, the guy was completely a fragile scholar who would mostly hide and win with wit, which made Ruan Muhuan subconsciously feel that this battle with the Martial God must be faced alone. If she was no match for Jiang Qi, then there was no need to talk about the future.

Now, she finally understood why Wu Hen had the confidence to have her overthrow the Rotating Martial God. Unlike the situation facing Mrs. Zeng, his true self at this moment, was unhesitating even against the unexcelled Supreme Martial God. Each swing of the blade was so brilliant...

Perhaps, she indeed needed to reassess him.

"Seize the time to stabilize yourself, and don’t forget what I told you before," Wu Hen said to her.

Ruan Muhuan nodded and thought no further, sitting atop the Bone Pavilion. She began to apply the Natural Breathing Technique to absorb the spirit rain between heaven and earth while releasing the lingering demon energy from the ten-thousand-year-old Demon Core.

Due to absorbing the essence of the Demon God Pill Jade, Ruan Muhuan’s body was surrounded by a very intense Demon Energy, which turned the surrounding rain a mysterious blood-red color. As it fell to the ground, it was as striking as blood.

Drenched in the blood rain, the Demon Clan far at the Three-color Mountains and Seas were all shocked, especially the old demons that had lived for over ten thousand years. They couldn’t believe they would see this blood-red rain in their lifetime...

This blood-red rain was an ominous sign of the Demon God of old. With its appearance, the creatures of the continent trembled.

But before they could reminisce about the "heyday of demon energy," a Gray Cloud Wood Snake appeared in the lake before them. With a single breath, it stirred up a fearsome mountain flood, sweeping over the wide expanses of the Demon Clan and toward the Wu Rui Army searching for the Nuwa God End at that place...

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Rotating Martial God Jiang Qi furrowed his brows tightly.

He watched Ruan Muhuan at the top of the Bone Tower, her body now emanating a faint starlight, and her spectral figure in the blood rain seemed to be on the Sky Dome, her aura completely different from before!

How could Jiang Qi, who had gone through this phase, not know? This was the sign of becoming a Martial God.

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This woman was truly about to ascend to the Martial God.

"Get out of my way!" Jiang Qi realized the greatest threat to him was Ruan Muhuan, his anger boiling over.

At this moment, Jiang Qi’s pupils had doubled, and the Martial God Statue standing atop the city wall came to life once again.

The colossal Martial God Statue leaped into the air, landing within the Wuting area. Now wielding a Divine Hammer in its hand, it attacked in unison with Jiang Qi as he brought the hammer smashing down towards Wu Hen.

A massive stone Divine Hammer, a Qi Ming Thunder Hammer; both of them more terrifying than mountains.

Wu Hen raised his blade to form a brilliant barrier of light, but the combined strength of Jiang Qi and the Martial God Statue shattered the light created by his blade, sending him flying backwards and heavily crashing into the claw portion of the Demon God’s skeletal remains.

Wu Hen staggered to his feet, his body throbbing with pain.

After all, Jiang Qi was a Martial God, and his strength was real. The Demon Sword Concubine had only just been freed from her sealing, absorbing far too little of the Heaven and Earth Qi, leaving her power somewhat diminished.

Wu Hen had no illusions that the Demon Sword Concubine could fully contend with an orthodox Martial God.

What he needed to do was buy enough time for Ruan Muhuan.

"Lu... Wu Hen." Ruan Muhuan’s mind was distracted by a stray thought as she saw Wu Hen being flung away; she feared she would see nothing but broken bones.

Fortunately, Wu Hen’s Holy Cultivation was solid, his physique robust, his Holy Bone Golden Blood ensuring that even the full might of the Martial God Jiang Qi and the Martial God Statue could not claim his life.

"Close your eyes and block out your senses. Just focus on understanding your realm. Until you stabilize your Martial God Cultivation, I won’t let this guy get close to you," Wu Hen told the frantic Ruan Muhuan.

How could Ruan Muhuan not worry?

The once frail Wu Hen was now facing the strongest Martial Artist in the True Martial Continent, a deity in the eyes of other Martial Artists. How many in this world could possibly stand against him?

She feared that destiny was a cycle; that after finally achieving her breakthrough, she would again be greeted with a corpse hung high upon the city walls, its vitality lost, carrying away all her hopes for the future.

She also resented herself—for always falling just short, for being unable to suppress that restless energy and allowing it to wholly enter her Sea of Qi Ming...

Martial God Jiang Qi’s Qi Ming, vast as an ocean, surged in an unending flow, but Ruan Muhuan couldn’t do the same. She couldn’t fully swell her Sea of Qi Ming and command the waves within—she would not be Jiang Qi’s match!

"Hehehe, the story of you, the Northern Guardian Lady, is known to all in Wudou. I’ve heard that your past lover became a Martial Saint for you, resisting a Gatekeeper’s wife of the Zeng family with his life, yet still, he was a step too late. Beheaded, his blood soaked the earth... I wonder, what did that feel like?" Jiang Qi was quite cunning, seeing Ruan Muhuan’s distracted mind, he immediately spoke these words.

To disturb Ruan Muhuan’s composure—for every Martial Artist, climbing upwards was akin to walking on a suspended Pavilion; the slightest instability in thoughts would lead to a fall into the abyss below, making it extraordinarily hard to climb back.

Jiang Qi himself had experienced such a struggle, deeply caught in the vortex of Martial Arts.

The reason he brought up these past events wasn’t merely for the sake of speaking but to throw Ruan Muhuan into complete turmoil with anxiety, unease, and the pressure of life and death. One clog in her True Qi Points would result in the backflow and backlash of her Qi Ming.

"Rest assured, I, Jiang Qi, have always empathized with the people. I’ll ensure that both of you go to the Netherworld together!" Jiang Qi laughed heartily.

Standing on the shoulders of the Martial God Statue, he hammered the sky repeatedly with his War Hammer. The yellow Qi Ming in the sky formed a thunderous downpour, aiming towards the ruins where Wu Hen was, grinding the debris into dust.

Wu Hen had to dodge these Qi Ming Thunders as well as be on guard against the colossal fists and feet of the Martial God Statue, and the Demon Sword Concubine in his hands no longer shone with its previous brilliance...

Facing Jiang Qi alone, it was still possible to hold his ground, but adding the Martial God Statue to the mix complicated matters. Wu Hen dared not relax for a moment. Your adventure continues at novelbuddy

At this time, he activated the Three Sense Interactions, creating a War Track.

All of Jiang Qi and the Martial God Statue’s offensive tactics were clearly displayed before his eyes, as if slowed down by tenfold.

Being able to clearly see the enemy’s every move did not mean he could perfectly counter them. The range of Jiang Qi’s War Hammer was vast, the power overwhelmingly tyrannical. Further burdened with the need to protect Ruan Muhuan, Wu Hen couldn’t achieve full dissolution.

"Move behind me!" Suddenly, the Demon Sword Concubine spoke.

"What?" Wu Hen didn’t understand at first.

"My relics, the spine of my back," said the Demon Sword Concubine.

Wu Hen turned around and saw a magnificent flying structure, constructed on the foundation of the Demon God’s spine, adorned with many splendid palaces...

Without asking further, Wu Hen immediately flew onto the spine bone of the Demon God, which had been transformed into the Wuting Sky Shell, and then lightly touched one of the vertebral bones comparable to a main beam with the blade of the Demon Sword Concubine!

The moment he touched that spine bone, the skeletal remains, which had endured countless years, emitted a glow like blood jade. The scattered Demon God Relics across the entirety of Wuting began to stir to life, "crawling" towards the vertebrae, reminiscent of a world-shaking demon awakening, rebuilding its shell!!