Otherworldly Desert Dust

They had long since instilled a genetic fear in humans, but the humans of the Nuwa Divine Duan Lineage inhabited a closed and comfortable ivory tower, gradually forgetting their ancestors' genes of avoiding natural predators, retaining only a slight inexplicable aversion and an unfounded fear.

For the vast majority of people, when they see insects at their feet, they will crush them without hesitation, without any reason...

As for in the Otherworldly Dust, the relationship is reversed.

The vast majority of Alien Insects, upon seeing humans, feel disgust and will crush them without hesitation, even though they do not consider humans their food.

Perhaps it is because humans and insects actually have much in common: endless expansion, endless reproduction, and taking pleasure in the slaughter of other species.

...

Since the other party was emitting such intense killing intent, Wu Hen had nothing to discuss with them.

Wu Hen remembered what Mingyi had mentioned before, that humans had natural predators in the otherworldly existence. Your next chapter awaits on My Virtual Library Empire

It seemed she was referring to the Alien Insects.

"I'm not as complicated as you think."

"Crush you to death, take away Death Omen Yuan You."

"That's all!"

Wu Hen took a deep breath and adjusted his breathing to the most stable state.

Black inscriptions emerged all around him, like meandering ribbons of black water.

These inscriptions gathered in Wu Hen's palms and condensed into an Ominous Bronze Spear, its tip exuding murderous aura like an evil dragon, spewing dense malevolence!

Facing such a powerful enemy, Wu Hen was not planning to hold back at all!

The pupil of the tyrant tiger armor that used to burst with blinding light suddenly focused, and a beam more terrifying than a laser shot at Wu Hen, aiming to bisect him at the waist!

Wu Hen slapped the spear on the ground and leaped up, avoiding the Laser Eye.

"Huff!"

The wings on the back of the tyrant tiger armor suddenly flared out, and the valve-like wing pores instantly drained all the air from the area, forming a cylindrical vacuum zone!

Wu Hen, who was still gathering his breath, suddenly found himself plunged into a dead pool, unable to regulate his breathing.

Wu Hen was shocked!

This directly cut off his Natural Breathing Technique??

When the opponent had used this Divine Skill before, Wu Hen was actually able to pull in air from afar, but this time the intensity was not on the same level; it wasn't like a vacuum zone, it was more like covering himself with a vacuum hood!

Suddenly, Wu Hen heard a very strange sound and saw the whole body of the tyrant tiger armor turn red as if it was a machine filled with immense energy, becoming as red as a furnace.

"It's not using a Divine Skill, it's inhaling."

Inhaling meant continuation, meant mobilizing the full strength of the body—the opponent's mere act of inhaling was incredibly domineering in plundering his combat endurance...

Realizing that the opponent's next move could easily obliterate him, Wu Hen dared not rashly attack. Instead, he planted the Ominous Bronze Spear firmly into the ground and held onto the shaft with both hands!

"Hum~~"

The ominous bronze spear vibrated tremulously, creating a rhythm with the surrounding crimson tide.

"Whoosh!!!!"

In the lotus-like silver expanse, columns of crimson water shot into the sky, transforming into red water pythons that rapidly converged toward the bronze spear, forming a red, vast whirlpool.

At the same time, the tyrant tiger armor turned into a scorching mini sun, enshrouded by molten magma blasts, its size instantly as massive as a meteorite, and it hurtled toward Wu Hen with terrifying force.

Wu Hen looked up to see the blazing sun plummeting down, even distorting the very space it burned through.

He gripped the bronze spear tightly, using the red water as a shield, yet still, huge amounts of evaporated gas formed around him, making Wu Hen feel like he was being boiled in a churning ocean...

His skin, muscles, bones, and internal organs seemed to be steaming away, and all his blood was transforming into even tinier particles of blood vapor, separating from his body!

Fortunately, Wu Hen, no matter how agonized, didn't loosen his grip. The ominous bronze spear seemed to harbor its rage, releasing an even more potent rhythm and turning all the red water into black evil water. Within it, numerous evil souls appeared, casting dark auras over Wu Hen and fending off the terrible evaporation.

Finally, the energy from the tyrant tiger armor's evaporation began to dissipate.

It stood before Wu Hen, still maintaining its prowling stance.

It examined the ominous bronze spear in Wu Hen's hands, seeming to recognize that this weapon was no common implement.

However, it didn't cease its attack, and suddenly it dashed toward Wu Hen. The immense explosion sound followed!

Its claw blade tore at Wu Hen, instantly slicing through the space with several deep marks that couldn't heal. These space fractures essentially sealed off the areas Wu Hen could dodge to, so he had to avoid the terrifying claws while preventing himself from falling into these spatial rifts, which were no different from thick cutting lasers!

Wu Hen retreated repeatedly, but within a kilometer radius, densely packed crimson marks had formed a slowly fading net prison, constricting his living space.

"Clang!"

The tyrant tiger armor suddenly lashed out with a kick, its leg strength a hundred times harder than metal and overwhelming, so much so that Third Rank Hearing couldn't afford Wu Hen any reaction time.

Wu Hen raised his spear in front of him, but the ominous bronze spear in his hand was directly kicked away.

This forced Wu Hen to stagger backwards a few steps. At this critical moment of life and death, the Holy Infant took the form of a golden aura interwoven across his arms, forcing Wu Hen to use his bare arms to withstand the close-quarters melee of the tyrant tiger armor!

The tyrant tiger armor, already comparable to a silicon-based life form undergoing mechanized ascension, also possessed high martial capabilities. It gave Wu Hen a pressure akin to facing a High Martial grandmaster, with each attack oppressive and always seeming to foresee his dodging angles, making the next hit potentially lethal.

Wu Hen mobilized all his Holy Breath in an instant to resist, but the Holy Breath was shattered layer by layer, and just when he was forced to rely solely on his physical body to endure, the ominous bronze spear finally returned on its own, its tip like a dragon's tooth, aiming for the back of the tyrant tiger armor's head!

As if the back of its head had grown eyes, the tyrant tiger armor executed an extremely exaggerated turn...

Space solidified, time slowed, and during an interval in which it should have been impossible to react, the tyrant tiger armor suddenly grasped the ominous bronze spear, causing all the energy within the shaft to dissipate with its terrifying grip!

Huh,

Heh!

Each inhale and exhale of the tyrant tiger armor caused intense fluctuations in the surrounding airflow, the ominous bronze spear sparked profusely, but could no longer penetrate an inch before the tyrant tiger armor...

Suddenly, a red rhombic blade materialized at the other shoulder of the tyrant tiger armor, extending from its perfectly armored arm. The blade was completely forged from Star Moon Divine Iron!

"Crash!!"

The red rhombic blade swung directly at the ominous bronze spear!

The ominous bronze spear was cut into two, with black evil water spurting from the break like blood from a wound, flowing extravagantly like a raging river.