Otherworldly Desert Dust

When he was nearly annihilated by a single strike, the White Ghost Knight displayed a strong desire to survive.

He sensed a purple Glazed Ice in the air, winding around his arm and boring towards his heart.

Suddenly, the White Ghost Knight raised his sword and heavily chopped down on his own left arm.

A large section of his arm fell from his body, not a trace of blood flowed, but instead, a large amount of Yin Evil burst forth.

Having rid himself of this mysterious and terrifying Death Omen power, the White Ghost Knight panicked and fled into the distance, nearly losing his cherished mask from fright.

"You really are ruthless to yourself," Wu Hen said, somewhat surprised.

Previously, Wu Hen truly had no way to deal with this White Ghost Knight; the opponent’s strength was on par with his own.

But after Little Yi digested that half piece of Death Omen Yuan You, the released Death Omen material already possessed the might of Black Divine Miracle. It was estimated that even if two Masters from the Totem Sacred Sect came, not perceiving this power, they would be instantly slain.

The White Ghost Knight actually amputated his arm to survive, a reaction that was exceedingly quick.

Now Wu Hen paid him no mind and, with determined steps, entered into the purple Death Curtain.

The Purple Emperor Butterfly, having lost half its body, no longer exuded an aura of profound intelligence as before; it was like a temperamental, bloodthirsty young emperor, continuously issuing commands for slaughter, determined to exterminate all humans within sight, regardless of the situation.

As Wu Hen stepped into the purple Death Curtain, he couldn’t help but curl his lips.

The Purple Emperor Butterfly, seeing the unfamiliar man before it, was clearly puzzled. How had this man crossed the deadly purple Death Curtain?

It wasn’t until the Purple Emperor Butterfly sensed a Death Omen aura similar to its own emanating from the man that it suddenly realized this was the despicable human from before! @@novelbin@@

"It’s you!!"

The Purple Emperor Butterfly was furious as thunder, and its cold AI voice turned into an almost mad roar.

"All Tyraphant Tiger Armor share your one brain, but what a pity, that brain isn’t much to speak of," Wu Hen taunted.

He reached forward and firmly grasped the Purple Emperor Butterfly, letting it flutter and struggle between his fingers.

"Human intelligence could teach you for generations; I’ll first teach you what ’breaking the cauldrons to sink the boats’ means, then I’ll show you what ’secretly crossing the Wei-Ch’eng to Ch’enc’ang’ signifies!"

The Purple Emperor Butterfly still tried to escape Wu Hen’s grasp, but under the cover of the black void, this tiny butterfly was like enveloped by a black dragon, unable to break free.

Wu Hen turned away, across the purple Death Curtain, and his eyes involuntarily fell on Yinji Xuan Lady Liu Mengying.

To be honest, besides the joy of obtaining Death Omen Yuan You, there was also a slight sense of guilt in his heart.

After all, the other half theoretically belonged to Liu Mengying, who had paid a great price to get here, only to have the Purple Emperor Butterfly snatched right before her eyes by the person she trusted most!

Liu Mengying was also looking towards Wu Hen at this moment, her cheeks filled with disbelief.

She could hardly understand why this typically timid fellow displayed unparalleled courage at this moment, venturing into the death curtain...

"Goodbye!"

Wu Hen mouthed these two words but made no sound.

Upon crushing the Death Omen Yuan You, the Purple Emperor Butterfly instantly turned into countless purple Dust Crystals enveloping Wu Hen.

As his soul began to detach, Wu Hen distinctly felt the call of the Nuwa Divine Realm, like a Heavenly Gate in the sky shedding a beam of dawn’s light, beckoning him back to that original world.

As the soul returned home, the Nuwa Law once again enabled Wu Hen to escape this chaotic battlefield. Find your next read on NovelBin.Côm

It felt like waking up from a dream abyss; upon opening his eyes, he was in his own bed, the gentle sunlight half on the windowsill, half on his cheek.

Wu Hen opened his eyes.

He instinctively raised his arm where half a butterfly fluttered on his palm, and the other half of the Death Omen Butterfly also flew out from within him. They intertwined and swiftly restored into a complete Purple Emperor Butterfly.

Death Omen Yuan You, obtained!

If it weren’t for the real existence of this thing, Wu Hen would have sensed everything that just happened in the Red Palace as an illusion.

His pupils emitted a faint purple glow, and Wu Hen only felt that the world he saw with his eyes had some subtle differences...

The colors in the room seemed more vivid, and he could easily distinguish between the same color schemes. It was as if the surrounding colors were being neatly divided into even more color codes, each representing completely different information, feeding back to his brain.

"Have I inherited the host’s Spiritual Vision??" Wu Hen was both shocked and delighted, never expecting to receive Death Omen Yuan You and a bonus ultimate gift at the same time.

That Priest of the underworld had Third Rank Spiritual Vision, which allowed him to accurately analyze key information in an extremely chaotic battlefield, including various ambushes and traps, his eyes could quickly detect them.

The world he saw was vastly beautiful in black and white, approaching the elegance of ink painting.

But for Wu Hen, it was not so; he could more distinctly differentiate the colors of objects...

He did not fully inherit the Third Rank Spiritual Vision, but merely acquired Spiritual Vision!

That was quite impressive as well.

It meant he now possessed a three senses Spirit Awakening!

In Desert Dust, Spiritual Factors chose their hosts wisely...

That male Priest was completely lost; he could not adapt to this terrifying and disorderly world, and his Spiritual Vision factor followed me; it was proof that he once walked this world.

...

At the Red Palace Platform,

a woman was exceptionally dazzling, like a purple moon in a clear sky.

As she walked gradually in the radiance, she resembled the noble and graceful Guanghan Fairy, unmarked by any mundane dust!

"Buzzzzzzzzzz~~~~~~~~~~"

Her intense and extraordinary aura attracted massive amounts of Red Zhe; they seemed unconcerned about the presence of Death Omen Yuan You, solely reveling in the slaughter of humans.

Facing the enormous Red Zhe, Liu Mengying, transformed into the Guanghan Fairy, glowed with the fire of the Purple Lotus!

Ice Skin Jade Bone, Liu Mengying was wrapped in a Purple Lotus, and with a flick of her sleeves, a silent wave of Netherworld Fire turned into ripples of annihilation, spreading in all directions!

All the Red Zhe were eradicated in an instant.

It was as if the purple Death Curtain of Death Omen Yuan You was spreading. No matter how many of the Insect Race existed in the Red Palace and wide silver lands, they perished at the moment they touched this purple ripple, leaving no trace of their existence.

Thousands of Red Zhe were annihilated with just a gentle flick of her sleeves, and this worldly detachment stunned everyone who was engaged in a fierce battle, causing them to stand still in shock!

All eyes were on Liu Mengying.

Perhaps previously, some did not fully believe in her identity, questioning how a Yin Pole Xuan Woman could be so destitute that she mingled with various tribes in Red Port, even unable to escape the strange confines of Red Port...

But at this moment, no one doubted her transcendence and Divine Rank!