Otherworldly Desert Dust-Chapter 663 - 615: Trimmings

The words "waste material" pierced Zhuang Yuan's face like a needle, making his expression stiffen.

The ignorant natives knew nothing about the Night Nuwa Lineage's Peacock Buddha. In fact, these people, who learned about the existence of the Otherworldly Dust far earlier than any native, were the gods and buddhas to whom these natives offered their incense prayers. Their survival and development in this perilous otherworld are owed, whether intentionally or unintentionally, to the pointers they provided.

Cold air emanated from around Zhuang Yuan, and his form began to transform, with sheets of glazed feather scales covering his body. These scales fused with his skin and muscles, and soon he became a Peacock Ming King, exuding a terrifying murderous aura.

"Don't compare me to trash like Gao Huan!" Zhuang Yuan had completely transformed into another person—proud, ruthless, and even his gaze towards Wu Hen was filled with the disdain of a high-dimensional being for a lower species.

Zhuang Yuan soared into the air and suddenly unleashed the Evil Star Beam towards Wu Hen. Each of his peacock feathers seemed to be an evil eye from the abyss, collectively "gazing" at Wu Hen. The Evil Star Beam instantly reached Wu Hen's body, turning his flesh and blood into something like fluff.

Wu Hen's perception bloomed fully at this moment, allowing him to clearly see all of Zhuang Yuan's upcoming divine skills. Each of these skills was extremely destructive, and with his current body, it was impossible to withstand such terrifying attacks.

To prevent his physical body from being destroyed, Wu Hen had no choice but to retreat towards the Infinite City area. He sank his energy into his dantian, awakening his Holy Soul!

The shadow of the Houtu Divine Phoenix appeared on Wu Hen, using the Earth Vein as his shield and casting dense Holy Breath Power over this defense...

As the Evil Star Beam swept across, the Houtu Divine Phoenix Holy Soul on Wu Hen disintegrated instantly, and the defense cast with dense Holy Breath turned into a thin sheet of ice, pierced through.

Wu Hen showed a look of surprise, realizing that the Peacock Ming King indeed had some skills.

"Ha, miscellaneous but not refined!" At this moment, the Red Robed Saint Xian Caidong, watching from the side, focused on Wu Hen, seeing how fragile the Holy Sect's power Wu Hen was using appeared and began to critique.

"Go wherever it's cool for you." Wu Hen was already annoyed enough, having been calculated by the era's big shots, and was now irritated by such roles lurking among his own people. They didn't show up sooner or later, but chose to pop out when he concentrated on dealing with a powerful enemy.

"Using Houtu Holy Breath so crudely is a disgrace to me. Even if you win this battle, as of today, I, Caidong, will remove you from the genealogy. Stop claiming to be my legacy, losing the essence and keeping the dregs, fool!" Caidong didn't spare Wu Hen, continuing to coldly taunt him on the side.

Relying on his own reflexes, Wu Hen dodged those Evil Star Beams falling from the sky, but the Red-robed Old Monster's words made him even more restless. It felt as if, while he was thrillingly overcoming one barrier after another, the final boss didn't attack but criticized every move of his, emphasizing that with his recent performance, he would have been dead a thousand times already!

Caidong's voice couldn't be blocked, and Wu Hen could only change his tactics, trying to use his other powers to deal with this Peacock Evil Ming King...

"Are you afraid of showing off in front of me? Isn't the Qilin Divine Thunder the best means to deal with such evil things?" Caidong finally couldn't hold back, pointing at Wu Hen and scolding, "Struggling so much against a piece of waste, still talking about pioneering a new era!"

The words "waste material" rang out once again, causing another twitch in the facial expression of Zhuang Yuan, who had appeared as a hidden boss.

He was not waste material!!

He was the Peacock Ming King of the Night Nuwa Lineage, a high-dimensional life form. Even within the entire Cang Chu Divine Realm, he held a high divine rank. They hid themselves in the Nuwa God End for the purpose of finding the right opportunity to return to their eternal high dimension.

...

"That Red-robed Old Monster is quite nice, teaching the Black Immortal how to deal with this evil thing." At this moment, the Human Clan in the present Infinite City started to comment as well.

There was no other way. These human heroes could not traverse time, and in recent days they had passed their ultimate skills and secrets down to the Nuwa Lineage. Even though their respective ancestors played opposing roles in the sky, seeing those Nuwa disciples, who were personally taught by them, being able to stand against the gods, they couldn't help but empathize with the perspective of their "disciples."

"The Black Immortal Venerable is just all talk and no action. If it were me up there, I'd cut that Peacock Evil Ming King with one stroke!"

"Don't underestimate that Peacock Evil Ming King. It harnessed divine and Buddha powers, a combination of technology and myth. Even with our Da Xuan's current technology, creating equipment that can transform a person into a Demon Buddha Warrior is still difficult."

"Let's be honest, I've witnessed the Thunder Power of the Black Immortal, and compared to that Red Robed Saint Ancestor, it's indeed a minor talent in a big field," commented Green Immortal Peng Feng at this time.

The Red Robed Saint Ancestor's single divine thunder was equivalent to the millennium heavenly tribulation level that these immortal beings face, and surviving his power was challenging for any immortal...

Now the entire Infinite City Human Clan knows, the two hardest mountains to cross are the Night Leader and the Red Robed Saint Ancestor. The Red Robed Saint Ancestor might personally crush the collective dream of the Human Clan Ten Thousand Veins!

"Everyone, our Chief Li has invented a sci-fi technology called the Soul Flower Puppet. It seems everyone is eager, thinking the gods from three hundred years ago are not all that. At critical moments, our compatriots can activate the Soul Flower Puppet, and by responding with the soul, you can temporarily possess the puppet and personally join the battle in the sky." At this time, Guan Quming brought this good news to the Human Clan Ten Thousand Veins.

The gods and heroes of the Human Clan Ten Thousand Veins fell silent upon hearing this.

"Matters like Heavenly Repair, best left to you professionals, we won't interfere."

"Yes, after all, we've passed down all our life's learning to you, trusting you can do it."

...

Wu Hen took the advice of the Red-robed Old Monster.

He dispelled the Holy Soul of the Houtu Divine Phoenix and summoned the Jade Emperor Qilin.

The Jade Emperor Divine Thunder indeed had some deterrent effect on the Peacock Evil Ming King, dispersing the frozen evil frost around, filling the air with a scorched scent.

"Fool, you previously knew to cast Holy Breath on the Holy Soul Energy, now how could you forget?" Suddenly, the scolding of the Red-robed Old Monster washed over him again.

Wu Hen's neck turned red from the scolding.

Despite being annoyed, he hastily cast his Holy Breath on the Jade Emperor Divine Thunder, making it instantly transform into a golden hue. The fierce thunder forged a golden Divine Thunder Palace around Wu Hen.

This Thunder Palace was quite robust, and the Peacock Evil Ming King's beams could no longer penetrate it. The palace even absorbed the energy of the Evil Star Beam.

High above, the Peacock Evil Ming King Zhuang Yuan's face turned grim. Originally, his energy was bizarre and mysterious, difficult to resist with ordinary means, but the Red Robed Saint Ancestor had seen through the essence of his energy with a single glance...

This old monster, he talks too much!