Otherworldly Desert Dust

The tyrant tiger armor discarded the ominous bronze spear, realizing that the weapon didn't necessarily need a person to wield it. It even concluded that the ominous bronze spear might be more troublesome than its wielder... Explore new worlds at My Virtual Library Empire

After dealing with the ominous bronze spear, the tyrant tiger armor then turned around, staring coldly at this human.

If it was to instill a genetic fear, then it had to crush everything this human was proud of. Being overly swift wouldn't allow its genes to record these things, nor would it be easy to send a death signal to the entire human race...

The death signal materialized as a scent, as a terrifying manner of death. When humans saw their comrades' fate, they needed sufficiently clear and detailed associations, to spread and amplify it!

Just as the tyrant tiger armor thought the human would tremble without his weapon, it suddenly sensed a hint of danger!

It immediately focused on the human's movements, but found that this fellow was neither enveloped in Holy Breath nor brewing any Extraordinary Energy. Instead, with his meager stature, he rose from the ground and transformed into a towering mountain!

A rather bizarre form.

Never before seen fluctuations of Spiritual Energy...

Clearly, there was nothing, yet it caused its body to secrete a neural signal to flee!

The tyrant tiger armor didn't run. Its supremely hard armor promptly covered its chest, abdomen, skull, forearms, offhand, and hind legs, bending into an eight-point star defensive posture!

"Cangxia Fist!"

Wu Hen suddenly struck, like a Mountain God.

His fist transformed into paths of dark mountains, majestically sublime. They no longer rolled horizontally but toppled from the sky in a stack, each sharp ridge pressing down on the tyrant tiger armor!

Only then did the tyrant tiger armor realize the opponent's ability was a transcendent sanctity, completely beyond the realm of spatial aura. It was as though it had awakened an ancient deity, borrowing His Divine Power to smash everything!

The mountainous ridges like sharp Heavenly Choppers, the powerful tyrant tiger armor began to regret not listening to its instincts. If it had fled at the first sign, it might have suffered less from the chopper's slashing, but now its most trusted armor had shattered, its forearm almost severed, pain spreading throughout its body, affecting its decision-making, forcing it to reevaluate this extraordinary human!

The tyrant tiger armor knelt on the ground, amidst shattered armor.

Its milky blood flowed out, transforming into a special Essence Qi, drifting towards Wu Hen with the Totem Bloodline, replenishing his Holy Breath.

The surcharge of Holy Breath allowed Wu Hen to catch a large breath. After all, the vacuum shield formed around him hadn't disappeared. Wu Hen would soon lose the battle if he couldn't reverse the situation shortly.

"What a sharp punching technique. You have transcended human boundaries!" the voice of the tyrant tiger armor was still cold.

The forearm claw blade capable of tearing through space had already broken.

The leg capable of kicking out spatial explosions was also heavily scarred.

Of its six limbs, the only one intact was the red diamond blade, a peerless Zhe Blade that even the Cangxia Fist couldn't damage. The ominous bronze spear had been severed by this very object...

The wings that draped like armor were also broken, and the air valve that formed the vacuum shield had clearly lost its function.

Wu Hen's punch, fired at close range, had achieved the perfect effect and shattered the tyrant tiger armor's multiple domineering abilities.

"You are the strongest insect I've ever seen." Wu Hen hadn't expected to be forced to reveal his ultimate skill so quickly.

The punching technique he had comprehended from the Mythical Scroll, although it was only this one move, was enough to cost a mythical creature like Qiong Qi its life, yet the defensive ability of the tyrant tiger armor turned out to be even more exaggerated than Qiong Qi's.

"I still have one weapon. It seems I will still be the final victor. Billions of humans, rare for one like you to emerge as a prodigy, but you will still die at my hands!" The tyrant tiger armor suddenly burst forth, shockingly sending all its broken shells flying.

It was as if a grandmaster clad in heavy armor had shed all his cumbersome gear, revealing his perfect muscular physique!

His strength might have diminished, but his speed approached perfection.

Wu Hen saw the muscle lines of the tyrant tiger armor, replete with silk-like robust veins, forged through countless battles; the oppressive aura was still there, even more terrifying, he was also holding a red rhombic heavy blade in one hand!

"A weapon that can't heal itself cannot be called a Divine Weapon." Wu Hen had also ignited his absolute bloodthirst, without fear, without retreating, but rather focusing on the purest fight.

Human evolution is about breaking the shackles of genes.

To Ascend, one must first remove the fear embedded in their genes, overcoming humanity's natural predators!

The ominous bronze spear had split into two, swiftly wrapping around Wu Hen's arms, its fierce inscriptions spiraling like bands and turning into tendrils, as if muscles were growing from the severed ends, quickly healing them.

He whirled creating a flurry of spear blooms, a Black Python instantly coiled around Wu Hen, whose five senses were working to their ultimate extent, his brain neurons more active than ever before.

This time, it was Wu Hen scrutinizing the tyrant tiger armor!

The tyrant tiger armor suddenly moved.

The space around it blurred!

Having discarded its armor, the tyrant's speed increased significantly, Wu Hen's vision failing him, managing just to use his sense of hearing and taste, barely reconstructing a Heavenly Chopper strike!

"Bang!!!!!!"

The red heavy blade chopped towards Wu Hen, who saw only one strike, the blade like a skyburst, ferociously falling from above him!

Even the Barbaric Ancient Battle Steps couldn't shake it off, nor could he use Echo Flash to dodge, Wu Hen inhaled deeply as the blade fell, choosing instead to raise his spear upward!

The Black Python Spear thrust toward the sky, directly at the critical point of the tyrant tiger armor's head!

The heavy blade almost shattered Wu Hen...

But similarly, the spearpoint was also about to penetrate the tyrant tiger armor's head.

Wu Hen admitted he was gambling, betting the opponent cherished its life more than he did.

The red heavy blade in the tyrant's grip trembled, and finally it was forced to abandon its downward momentum, twisting its body to dodge the thrusting spear!

It was precisely this tilt of the head by the tyrant tiger armor that created a flaw in its dominant cleaving strike, Wu Hen felt lighter, immediately used the Barbaric Ancient Battle Steps, and dodged this terrifying life-locking chop.

The red temple platform split in two, sliding into the silvery soil like tofu.

Wu Hen leapt up, rushing through the air, his Ominous Bronze Spear drawing a dark surge, and he slammed it towards the recovering tyrant tiger armor!

The armor had just forcefully arrested its motion and was already badly wounded; now countered by Wu Hen, it had to forcibly raise its blade again to block, tearing its muscles in the process...

"You've grown cowardly!"

Wu Hen said coldly, suddenly spinning the force of his spear, using the dark surge as a feint, and thrust once more at a vital spot of the tyrant tiger armor.