Otherworldly Desert Dust

The Purple Emperor Butterfly radiated a noble and mystic purple glow, akin to the allure of the Superstar Empress, mysterious and desirable.

After becoming a being of the Desert Dust Life, people seemed to gain not only a marvelous Perception but also an instinct.

This instinct was the genetic legacy carved by countless predecessors upon their descendants. In the world of the Nuwa God End, this instinct would not awaken until one stepped into the real world, witnessed the myriad mysteries and supremes, and was then ignited.

It was the instinctive desire for power!

It rivaled the drives for sex, hunger, procreation, and longevity; it was what the Human Clan often spoke of—Evolution Ascension!

Become stronger!!

Only by becoming sufficiently strong could the first four instincts be safeguarded.

Even a certain level of strength could satisfy all instinctual desires!

The mystic purple light the Purple Emperor Butterfly exhibited was like the dawn of darkness, the sheen of a delectable feast, the temptation of lust, and the Immortal Elixir that granted eternal youth—it easily snatched away all of one's thoughts, leaving only one in the mind—to possess it!

All of a sudden, Wu Hen understood why many higher beings in the Human Clan liked to call those who hadn't undergone the Spirit Awakening ants or mayflies.

Ants and mayflies simply didn't understand the Laws that governed the world, seeing climbing to the treetop as the pinnacle of life, taking a flash of lightning as Spiritual Radiance, oblivious to the existence of the Supreme Primordial that could grant their life a phoenix-like renewal, allowing them to live through seasons and to shine alongside the sun and the moon.

It wasn't Wu Hen's eyes that were deeply attracted by the Purple Emperor Butterfly, but rather his awakened senses of hearing and taste.

These two sharper senses vividly outlined the butterfly's mystique and brilliance, presenting in Wu Hen's mind the utmost beauty of the world, worth braving any danger for.

One could say that he was bewitched.

But this bewitchment also stemmed from instinct.

"This thing can make me omnipotent!"

Had it been before, Wu Hen would have taken a moment to reflect.

Whether he had fallen prey to an illusion or his mind had been beguiled.

But faced with Death Omen Yuan You, Wu Hen felt a clarity and calmness he had never experienced before. Even Death Omen Yuan You didn't need to stoop to such base methods to display its extraordinariness and excellence.

It was capable of granting omnipotence to beings of the Desert Dust Life, a direct, domineering power— it was the Primordial origin of all strength, requiring no disguise, no allure, and no mind-bewilderment...

Mind-bewilderment is a trait of the false.

It was the truth!

Wu Hen took his steps, heading towards the Red Palace.

It was difficult for his eyes to move away from the Purple Emperor Butterfly; his Listening Sense spread out, constantly alert to dangers around him.

The Purple Emperor Butterfly was hauntingly beautiful, yet it also unabashedly emitted signals of danger...

Like a stunning beauty with fiery red lips, unashamed of her mating intentions, yet to truly win her over was to be destined for a life of scars and toil, to be torn to shreds by other, more ferocious competitors.

The signals the Purple Emperor Butterfly emitted were warning away the weak.

Deterring those whose hearts were not steadfast.

In fact, Wu Hen didn't make a choice at all!

He was honoring the excellent traditions of his bloodline; having come all this way.

...

The journey was not far, and Wu Hen had already reached the base of the Red Palace.

The Red Palace was divided into three temple platforms.

The first platform was very level, as if it were designed for holding ceremonies for court officials.

After climbing onto this platform, Wu Hen couldn't help but look up at the higher platform...

Just Third Rank.

The Third Rank was where the Purple Emperor Butterfly resided, seemingly within easy reach.

"Hum~~~~~~~~"

Suddenly, on the temple platform Wu Hen was standing, the red metallic statue that seemed like a sculpture came to life. Its eyes, equipped with lasers, immediately locked onto Wu Hen, and Wu Hen felt his whole body scorching, as if he was about to be incinerated by that gaze!

Wu Hen promptly summoned the Holy Breath, forming a Qi Barrier to block that terrifying scrutiny.

It was the tyrant tiger armor, comparable to silicon-based life!

The tyrant tiger armor took a step forward, filled with a killing aura, yet it maintained the elegance and nobility of a king.

It walked towards Wu Hen, scrutinizing this human who came to pick the Purple Emperor Butterfly, as if contemplating what kind of torture to use.

"I remember you, remember your fear," the tyrant tiger armor suddenly spoke.

For a moment, Wu Hen thought the other was speaking human language.

But his Listening Sense told him that the other was merely vibrating its vocal cords, producing a frequency signal that could communicate with humans.
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It was because he was Third Rank in Listening Sense that he could understand the intelligence conveyed in the other's language.

"Fear is not the word, it was simply unnecessary at the time. However, now it seems I must defeat you to continue upwards, as after all, I need this Death Omen Yuan You." Wu Hen also directly spoke.

Indeed, the tyrant tiger armor could understand human language, but how it translated it was something Wu Hen couldn't comprehend at the moment.

"You're thinking about how to defeat me, but do you know what I'm thinking?" the tyrant tiger armor paced.

"Let's hear it," Wu Hen said.

"Human genes record fear, and the horrific death of an individual releases a signal of fear, contaminating your Human Clan, even if they have not experienced your manner of death. It's as if every cell in their body has gone through it once..." the tyrant tiger armor said.

Cold as an iceberg, the oppressive aura from the tyrant tiger armor was too strong. Wu Hen was certain that the capabilities it had shown aboard the Hao Clan's Ark were just the tip of the iceberg!

"Therefore, I am considering what kind of death to bestow upon you to ensure your entire Human Clan records the fear of us so that for generations, for dozens or hundreds of generations, when they see us, they will instinctively scatter," the tyrant tiger armor said.

Wu Hen frowned, sensing that this tyrant tiger armor was different from other high-level predators—it had transcended the category of a lifeform!

In every home, people prepare insecticides.

Once an insecticide is widely used, its scent embeds itself in the insects' genes.

Some insects will immediately flee a house upon detecting the scent.

Similarly, the fear of cats is encoded in the genes of rats. Even those who have always lived in the sewers without ever having encountered the surface, upon smelling a cat, will be scared into hitting the walls, their nervous signals completely disrupted.

This was precisely the point the tyrant tiger armor was making.

Wu Hen had previously speculated that the insects from home were a reflection of Alien Insects, displaying strength far beyond their own size, with an inherent racial superiority that made even humans envious. If they possessed the same size as humans, all insects would be Transcendents...

And indeed, Alien Insects were the true representation of insects.

They were the natural enemies of humans!