Otherworldly Desert Dust

"Playing coy won’t save you. Let me show you what a real weapon is!" the Poison Subhuman Viper declared with an air of noble arrogance.

His golden irises emitted a sharpness like that of the sun as he placed his hands on his back, drawing two Poison Bone Scythe Blades from the bulging armor on his back.

The scythe blades shimmered with the metallic luster of bronze, their edges coated with a blood-red, deadly poison. The tips were slightly curved, reminiscent of venomous fangs of a snake, and their surfaces were covered with scale-like inscriptions.

Upon contact with air, these inscribed scales released an unruly orange-red poison mist. The speed of the mist’s spread was extremely rapid, akin to a chemical factory experiencing a major leak. In no time, the orange-red mist engulfed the derelict Old Town.

"To die under my Ice Blade is an honor for a Lower Seed Person like you!" the Poison Subhuman Viper suddenly initiated an attack.

His robust figure disappeared into the orange-red mist, and in the next moment, Wu Hen felt as if he was being targeted by hundreds of cold predators. As he scanned the surroundings, there were hundreds of pupils watching him!

Wu Hen tried using his sense of hearing.

There were many overlapping sounds coming from different directions.

The enemy clearly knew he possessed a strong Listening Sense and deliberately muddled his judgment with a mix of feints and genuine movements.

Wu Hen knew he couldn’t rely on just one sense at this time.

He kept his breathing steady, using his sense of taste to filter out the toxic gases, while also discerning the Poison Subhuman’s movements within the mist...

"Above!"

Wu Hen suddenly looked up, only to see the Poison Subhuman Viper hanging upside down like a spider, driving his terrifying Poison Bone Scythe Blades down towards Wu Hen’s crown heavily.

"Clang!"

Wu Hen raised his spear to block, the spear’s tip sparking red as it collided with the scythe blade.

"Rise!"

Wu Hen continued thrusting upward, and a black torrent surged from beneath the spear, rushing at the Poison Subhuman Viper like a flood dragon.

The Poison Subhuman Viper moved with extreme agility, holding the scythe blades in his mouth, crawling through the orange mist with his limbs, moving as swiftly as a spider on a web!

"Crawling in the mist???"

Wu Hen saw this bizarre ability for the first time. No wonder the enemy moved almost silently; he used the orange mist as a three-dimensional grid for stealthy movement to any position.

Truly a Fourth-class Heavenly Brilliance, such an odd mode of action meant that Wu Hen was often put on the defensive.

Having missed his strike, the enemy vanished into the mist. Without any means to disperse this biochemically toxic gas, Wu Hen could only maintain an absolutely calm and focused state, waiting for the next assault.

There were underground water veins beneath his feet. Through the inscriptions on his Ominous Green Spear, Wu Hen could sense the pulsation of the subterranean flows. Along with the sides of Old Town flowed an ancient river, but it was filled with silts due to overextraction.

Wu Hen didn’t rush to harness these riverine forces but wanted to first find a flaw in the Poison Subhuman Viper. After all, the energy from the local currents was limited; once used, it would become difficult to strike a fatal blow against the Poison Subhuman again.

"Swoosh!!"

Suddenly, the Poison Subhuman Viper emerged from a nearby forge. His whole being was like a fang-bearing snake, his speed extraordinarily swift under the boost of the orange poison mist, not even stirring a ripple in the air.

The air and sound waves’ movements were all obscured by his poison mist, leaving Wu Hen without danger premonitions and no room for complacency.

Barbaric Ancient Battle Steps dodged the opponent’s deadly scythe blade, and Wu Hen had just wanted to swing his spear in retaliation, but to his astonishment, he found another terrifying Scythe Slash to his right, like a blood-red crescent moon, silently slashing towards him!

Fortunately, Wu Hen had gained experience from fighting those fierce and cunning Mythical Species and knew that these deceptive creatures would often feint an attack. That’s why he had paused for a moment when he raised his spear to counterattack...

If he had swung the Green Spear outright just now, he would have been unable to retract the force, making it nearly impossible to dodge away.

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"Buzz~~"

The Ominous Green Spear suddenly trembled, and the gloomy inscriptions on it flickered.

In an instant, Wu Hen’s body reacted reflexively, drawing the bronze spear backward in a Muddy Water Spear Shadow!

The murky water, dark as ink, displayed incredible power; the blood-colored blade was repelled, and a deluge of murky water transformed into countless black spear shadows that pierced towards the true form of the Poison Subhuman Viper!

The Poison Subhuman Viper’s pupils widened in surprise, somewhat incredulous at the spear skill of his opponent.

He hurriedly scrambled backwards, trying to hide within a network of poison fog, but those Muddy Water Spear Shadows seemed to have eyes of their own, discerning his concealed location.

Left with no choice, the Poison Subhuman Viper was forced to spew out a large volume of Poison Liquid to form a barrier in front of him, only then managing to fend off the counterattack. @@novelbin@@

"This disgusting Law; under normal circumstances, he’d already be a corpse!" the Poison Subhuman Viper cursed angrily.

Even though he wasn’t greatly suppressed in speed, his strength was clearly not on par with his true capacity as a Fourth-class Heavenly Brilliance. In the outside world, his Blood Blade could effortlessly level an entire Old Town, so how could it be so easily deflected by a mere casual throw of the spear!

Wu Hen’s gaze fixed on where the Muddy Water Spear Shadow had attacked, also realizing that the Ominous Green Spear was aiding him in locating the target.

The backhand throw he had just made was not his own strategic counter. It was an Ancient Skill inherent to the ancient Evil God Weapon, just as Little Yi had said before: could a mature weapon that didn’t carry its own Martial Arts even be called a Divine Weapon? It wasn’t worthy of being devoured!

It was as if the Ominous Green Spear did not want to be belittled by Little Yi, thus it continuously unveiled its capabilities, Martial Arts, and Divine Skills. It was to give Wu Hen a sense of command, as if holding it, he could crush all enemies.

But sadly, Wu Hen, accustomed to summoning the Death Sword and instantly killing his enemies, was indeed slightly uncomfortable with this kind of battle that required fighting the enemy for many rounds. He hoped the Ominous Spear would continue to display the divine power of an ultimate Evil Weapon!

"Throw it, throw me out!"

Seemingly unable to bear Wu Hen and Little Yi’s snide comments, the Ominous Green Spear conjured a strong intent, telling Wu Hen through shared Martial Arts, not to just hold onto it!

Wu Hen felt slightly perplexed, but since the Ominous Green Spear was practically popping up with reminders on how to operate, he took a deep breath and threw it vigorously towards the location determined by the spear shadow!

Once the Ominous Spear left his hand, it instantly stirred up surging evil energy. It could even devour the surrounding poison fog, breaking through the thick web of poison.

"Buzz!!!!"

The Ominous Green Spear landed right in front of the Poison Subhuman Viper. Just as the Poison Subhuman Viper curled his lips in a cold smile, mocking the poor accuracy of his opponent, the bronze spear suddenly stirred up a black vortex.

The vortex powerfully drew in the Poison Subhuman Viper, preventing him from crawling swiftly through the poison fog as before.

At the same time, Wu Hen, hundreds of meters away, spotted a very thin thread of black Soul Silk. The Soul Silk was tethered to the departing Ominous Green Spear, as if a slight pull from him would summon the Ominous Spear back to him.

With a gentle tug, Wu Hen felt as if he were being reeled in, shooting towards the spear’s location with speed surpassing lightning!

The trapped Poison Subhuman Viper was still struggling when a figure, shrouded in malevolent aura like a ghost, appeared at the center of the black vortex, his hand tightly gripping the Ominous Bronze Spear.

And with his arrival, as if a malevolent god had descended, the whole vortex roiled tumultuously, influenced by his aura and transformed into a Death Abyss made entirely of Curse Black Water!