Otherworldly Desert Dust

Jiao Zhu’s gaze swept towards Wu Hen, who had returned to his original form, and then pointed in his direction, speaking to the two figures rushing over from behind, "The two of you, along with a group of disciples, tear him into ten thousand pieces for me!"

At this time, two people were floating behind Jiao Zhu, who were his two protectors, with strengths between Second-class Heavenly Brilliance and Third-class Heavenly Brilliance.

These two guards, one male and one female, had their mouths sewn shut with golden threads, and their eyes were as emotionless as Deadpools, following Jiao Zhu’s command, the male guardian was the first to charge at Wu Hen, while the female guardian gathered all the Holy Sect Disciples loyal to Jiao Zhu.

In fact, while Wu Hen was fighting with Jiao Zhu, the disciples of the Holy Sect had already surrounded the area, but with Wu Hen transformed into a giant golden spirit, they dared not approach. If someone as powerful as Jiao Liecheng could be killed in an instant, wouldn’t it be no different from them seeking death?

The Holy Sect Disciples were numerous, and they quickly formed a diamond formation. When they executed the same skill together, they could form an even more powerful Holy Decision, not to be underestimated in might.

The male guardian’s body was surging with grey poison gas, which clearly was not the capability of the Holy Sect. As he moved swiftly to attack Wu Hen, the grey poison gas was like a demonic python, ferocious and ruthless.

The grey demonic aura enveloped the area, suppressing Wu Hen’s breathing.

Fortunately, Wu Hen had mastered a more powerful Breathing Skill, and the poison that had infiltrated his body could be evaporated through his skin.

The male guardian wielded Double Tusk Blades, each movement accompanied by massive amounts of grey poison. When he swung the Double Tusk Blades, it was as if the demon python opened its mouth to bite at Wu Hen. @@novelbin@@

Wu Hen immediately summoned the Ominous Bronze Spear, surrounding himself with black turbid water, turning into a black water serpent, with the spear tip like the serpent’s horn, clashing frequently with the opponent’s weapon...

To the other Holy Sect Disciples, the combat between the two appeared as a battle between a black serpent and a grey python. Both were extremely fast, and their Divine Skills were incredibly strong; it was impossible for others to get involved.

"Golden Blade Storm!"

The female guardian raised the command sword in her hand, speaking to the disciples forming the Formation behind her.

Twenty or thirty Holy Sect Disciples and over a hundred Holy Sect Disciples joined in executing a Basic Holy Technique, turning their Holy Breath into golden blades that shot from the sky towards the earth.

Stay tuned for updates on NovelBin.Côm

By the time all the disciples had completed the Magic Formula, the air was already filled with dense golden blades, which poured down like a storm on Wu Hen’s location.

The male guardian was very cunning, forcing Wu Hen into an open area before swiftly retreating.

The next moment, the golden blades rained down furiously, turning the solid Red Port Land into tofu dregs!

Wu Hen stood in place, the Ominous Bronze Spear in his hand already released, autonomously weaving serpent shadows above, fending off the torrential Golden Blade Storm.

"Clang clang clang clang!!!!"

The Blade Storm continued unabated, and Wu Hen furrowed his brows, casting his eyes towards the disciples who had formed a complete Holy Sect Formation.

Previously, he had thought these disciples with insufficient Heavenly Brilliance cultivation were not to be feared, but given the Holy Sect’s ancient history, they apparently knew how to maximize these disciples’ power. Even if they couldn’t kill him, to suppress his firepower in such a fight was equally troublesome.

"Directly send them to the afterlife with Cangxia Fist?"

Wu Hen shook his head. If he used this move against these small fries, Jiao Zhu would surely be prepared when facing him later.

With the evolution of his physique, the power of Cangxia Fist had also greatly increased. As long as he used it properly, it would absolutely deal a heavy blow to Jiao Zhu.

"Cai Ting, kill them quickly and join me in cutting down this Jiao Zhu old thief!" Cai Huang’s voice came from another side.

Cai Huang and Jiao Zhu were already fighting fiercely face-to-face, both transformed into streaks of flashing lightning, their speed so fast that the surrounding space kept producing tide-like fluctuations.

Can’t fight this?

After several exchanges, Cai Huang was not falling behind.

However, Cai Huang’s downturn would surely show gradually in the subsequent spell combat; he must resolve Jiao Zhu’s minions quickly!

"Hmph, that bastard is just relying on a Golden Spirit Giant Shadow to hold on. To actually expect him to save you, utterly foolish!" Jiao Zhu mocked as well.

Cai Huang spoke no more. He needed to focus completely, and there was no room for even minor mistakes, or else Jiao Zhu’s ruthlessness wouldn’t give him a chance to catch his breath.

"Father!"

Suddenly, Cai Ni’s voice came from behind.

Cai Huang’s heart leaped with joy, as he sensed that his Inheritance Armor was flying towards him!

Jiao Zhu’s eyes swept towards the ground and saw that contemtible girl Cai Ni carrying an Inheritance Armor. The armor seemed to have absorbed the soul of an ancient and powerful Heroic Soul. Even just placed there, it emitted an aura of majesty and valor!

"Is that their ancestral armor treasure? Did that old turtle actually bring it here?" Jiao Zhu furrowed his brow, feeling a sense of ill-omen.

Cai Huang hailed from a noble family within the Holy Sect, and compared to other members, these noble families often possessed a considerably powerful Magic Artifact. For someone like Jiao Zhu, who had fought his way up to his current position solely based on his own strength, such luxury items were out of reach, How could he possibly forge or purchase one without the sufficient materials?

The armor transformed into exactly nine pieces and flew towards Cai Huang.

While fighting an aerial palm battle with Jiao Zhu, the armor pieces magnetically attached to Cai Huang’s body, instantly endowing him with the power of a Heroic Soul.

The power of the Heroic Soul shone a faint blue, similar to Yuan You who had absorbed the attribute of immense strength, turning Cai Huang from his frail state into a valiant war god in an instant!

"Boom!! Boom!! Boom!!"

Cai Huang struck three palms in succession, the force of which exploded with blue lightning, much like the divine drum beaten by the thunder god, causing the heavens and the earth to tremble.

Jiao Zhu initially had the upper hand in the palm exchange, but after those three strikes, he was actually blasted back, his arms numb and his meridians in disarray.

Realizing he would suffer greatly if he confronted the armored Cai Huang head-on, he flew higher into the sky and began to form a Basic Holy Technique, condensing the Holy Breath into various giant weapons, slashing at Cai Huang from afar.

Seizing the opportunity, Cai Huang pursued his advantage. He used his fingertips to deflect the huge Holy Breath weapons, firing off several Flame Palms at Jiao Zhu in quick succession, as if punching several holes in the vaulted sky of Red Port!

...

Even amidst the chaos, Wu Hen found the time to look up into the sky and saw that Cai Huang, the old tortoise, was actually chasing and hammering Jiao Zhu, which brought him unexpected joy.

That Old Deng sure knew how to hide his cards.

It turned out he did have a means to contend with Jiao Zhu.

"Holy Wind!"

A young girl’s voice rang out, and a golden storm mixed with traces of the Holy Flame suddenly erupted amidst the formation of the Holy Sect Disciples.

While the power of this golden wind was not enough to harm those strong enough to be considered Heavenly Light, it managed to disrupt their Formation.

Soon, the relentless storm of blades began to thin, allowing Wu Hen to take advantage of the moment and rush towards the Female Guardian, intent on quickly eliminating the woman who served as the pivotal point of the formation!

In truth, the majority of the Holy Sect Disciples were not much of a threat to Wu Hen. With his current Fourth Rank Physique, standing idly by as they attacked might not even damage his outer skin.

But once the Holy Sect Disciples formed a formation, they essentially became containers of Holy Breath, ceaselessly providing energy to the Female Guardian at the heart of the formation, who in turn could utilize a Basic Holy Technique. The force was amplified several times by the Formation... The problem was that Wu Hen was also facing a Grey Poison Deadpool with a bizarre ability.

It was like a martial arts expert facing a deadly ninja, with a corps armed with mortars afar, randomly firing at him.

No amount of martial skill can outlast artillery fire, and Wu Hen had no intention of wasting his Divine Skills on these expendables. He would let Cai Huang hold out as long as possible to get through Jiao Zhu’s most terrifying phase before joining the fight himself.

"Cai Ni, you handle those minions; leave the rest to me," Wu Hen said to Cai Ni.

Cai Ni might not be as strong as Jiao Liecheng, but she was more than capable of handling those who weren’t even considered true disciples. As she slaughtered her way into the ranks of the hundred disciples, she showed a ferocity as if treating these disciples of Jiao Zhu as if they were Jiao Zhu himself, a stark contrast to her previous fragile and bullied demeanor.

The twenty or thirty Holy Sect Disciples wanted to intervene, but with Wu Hen, the great slayer, descending upon them, his handling of the Ominous Bronze Spear made no distinction between them and common soldiers. As the spear tip swept out, a Holy Sect Disciple was guaranteed to fall.

The Female Guardian was cold to the extreme. After being pushed back by Wu Hen, she showed no concern for the lives or deaths of these Holy Sect Disciples.

These Holy Sect Disciples were not so loyal either. After all, in the fight between the two Masters, they would pledge their allegiance to the victor. After witnessing Wu Hen slaying a few unsuspecting disciples, they quickly and wisely dispersed, subsequently forming some ineffectual Holy Decisions that either missed the mark or were as weak as a breeze, displaying their skill at skiving off from the battlefield to a fine art.

Wu Hen, being astute, understood that these Holy Sect Disciples did not want to provoke him.

His gaze once again locked onto the Female Guardian. With a raise of his bronze spear, a dark river wave surged beneath his feet, carrying Wu Hen towards the Female Guardian for the kill.

Clearly not adept at close combat, the Female Guardian retreated time and again, and in her panic, drew up golden walls with her palms. These walls of Holy Breath were as thick as palace walls, cast from metal and stone.

If it had been before his Third Rank Physique, Wu Hen might have struggled to break through; his strength was not enough to destroy them with a single blow. But now, he could easily shatter such defenses.

Pointing his spear, with a fierce black river accompanying his attack, the Female Guardian’s rapidly erected Holy Breath defenses crumbled. She was swiftly engulfed by the raging waters and even smacked into the air.

"Die!"

Wu Hen raised his other hand, using his palm as a guide to activate Thunder Crossing.

Above the Female Guardian, a dense cluster of thunderclouds hovered, and it seemed as if a Golden Heavenly Dragon peered down from them. As the Female Guardian was swept directly beneath the thunderclouds, the dragon extended a giant, terrifying claw and reached for her!