Otherworldly Desert Dust

"Buzz~~~"

Suddenly, within the Red Palace, a barrier appeared in the space.

The barrier appeared only for an instant, and the next moment, ten figures suddenly emerged within it!

Each of these ten figures could be called perfect, whether from the material of their armor or the lines of their flesh armor. They displayed a raw sense of power to the fullest, yet without being overly flamboyant. They blended wildness with dignified stability and even revealed a captivating mechanical aesthetic!

Tyrant Tiger Armor!

What appeared behind the barrier was indeed the Tyrant Tiger Armor!

But this time, there were ten Tyrant Tiger Armors!!

This made Wu Hen involuntarily gasp.

It should be noted that handling the previous single Tyrant Tiger Armor had already required him to use all his tactics. What made Wu Hen even more terrified was that he had just gained an advantage by risking his life, considering the Tyrant Tiger Armor as the unique Emperor of the Insect Race.

Little did he think that after merely climbing a significant step, ten Tyrant Tiger Armors appeared, each as intelligent and equally endowed with formidable martial power! Continue reading at My Virtual Library Empire

This made Wu Hen unable at the moment to determine whether they were cloned or naturally a species of Tiger Armor.

"Cough, cough, is it still possible for me to beat a retreat now?" Seeing this scene, Wu Hen lost all his will to fight and began to negotiate with the opposition.

This time, the ten Tyrant Tiger Armors did not speak.

Wu Hen was looking at the Purple Emperor Butterfly as he said this.

It seemed that once he saw through the true identity of the opponent, that layer of disguise would be conveniently torn apart, and indeed, the one to respond was the Purple Emperor Butterfly.

It appeared to be the super brain of this Red Palace while all the Insect Race in the Red Palace, especially the Tyrant Tiger Armors, were merely its guards!

The guards, being powerful individuals themselves and connected to the Yuan You Super Brain, formed a whole that was difficult to comprehend with human thought.

"Warm-up is over now, let's get into the real fight," the Purple Emperor Butterfly said coldly, not responding to Wu Hen's reluctance to fight.

"I didn't want to fight ten, or maybe one at a time could work… Damn it, don't be ridiculous!" Wu Hen was extremely angry.

The ten Tyrant Tiger Armors didn't bother with any martial morals as they attacked all at once, and their inhales and exhales instantly formed a vacuum cage around them.

This vacuum cage not only disrupted Wu Hen's breathing but also created a spatial separation, making it impossible for Wu Hen to escape.

Dealing with one Tyrant Tiger Armor was already immensely stressful for Wu Hen, let alone the terrifying onslaught from ten Tyrant Tiger Armors. If it were not for his experience with mythical beings within the Scroll Realm, Wu Hen's spirit would have already collapsed, and his body would have been kicked around like a football.

There was no other way.

If he did not call out to his adoptive father now, he would instantly be turned into a meat pie!

Sword Descend!

Threads of golden Thunder Transition Factor grew like golden twigs within Wu Hen's body, and an ethereal sword platform emerged on Wu Hen's chest, which then pulled a small nearby area into shadowy darkness!

A small patch of black void, just enough to outline Wu Hen's body in black.

Back then, when the black void was released, it was vast and majestic, more profound and mysterious than the ocean.

But now, Little Yi was still growing, and being able to form such a bordered black void realm for Wu Hen was already a result of very superior recent feedings.

The small black void played a significant role: the vacuum cage no longer suppressed Wu Hen's Breathing Skill.

In the limited zone of black void, not only could Wu Hen breathe freely, but he also felt that the black void had opened a door to the Scroll Realm for him, with the lands, sun, moon, and stars of the Scroll Realm all providing him with an unending supply of Spiritual Source!

It still has to be Little Yi.

He instantly dissolved the pressure that ten tyrant tiger armors brought upon him!

"You hold one off!"

Wu Hen discovered, even though he had summoned Sword Descend, the Ominous Bronze Spear was still present.

Wu Hen wasn't clear about the specific principles, but it meant he had an additional helper.

The Ominous Bronze Spear hovered on Wu Hen's right side, its presence embodying the spirit of a spirited young man ready to fight at any provocation. It didn't matter that it had been previously severed by the tyrant tiger armor; once healed, it simply charged back into the fray!

The Ominous Bronze Spear, swirling like a dragon overturning the river, would wrap itself around a tyrant tiger armor regardless of its own safety. Even if it were cut apart, it would heal itself, never showing a hint of cowardice.

Over on Wu Hen's side, the Dragon Tail wound around his right arm, his whole being exuding an aura that formed a dark and shadowy sword silhouette.

With his forearm connected to the Sword Spirit by a crimson thread of Navel Bud, Wu Hen's right hand was strikingly encased with a vivid Black Glaze Holy Spirit, which was both a sword and a living dragon!

The blade was no longer the straight and slender result of weapon forging.

The Black Glaze Sword Spirit meandered with dragon scales intricately covering it, revealing sinuous patterns. Near the edge of the blade, perfectly formed of densely packed scales from the dragon's back, the edge showed a deep red hue!

Body of glass, black patterned scales, crimson blade—such a sword spirit was already extremely luxurious. Around the entire body of the sword, golden Thunder Transition Factors clustered, occasionally stirring up strands of Golden Silk, creating a sort of conduit with the vast sky, making the place where the sword existed seem as divine and profound as if an immortal were crossing through tribulations!

Scales not only covered Little Yi's body, but Wu Hen's body was also covered with a layer of them.

This allowed Wu Hen, holding the sword, to merge into one with it, making it unclear for a moment whether the man or the sword was the one in command!

He quickly retreated!

A hammer weighing thousands of pounds smashed into the spot where Wu Hen had just been.

The formidable tyrant tiger armor was trying to crush Wu Hen into mincemeat.

Before Wu Hen could catch his breath, another tyrant tiger armor appeared on his left side. It was so fast that the space around it blurred, making Wu Hen's left side look like a folded painting. The tyrant tiger armor was far away one moment and close the next.

Wu Hen immediately moved in the opposite direction, increasing his speed.

Only after reaching a certain speed did the scene on the left become clear. Wu Hen saw that the tyrant tiger armor was kicking at him—a kick that could probably shatter a mountain!

Wu Hen used his sword to block, yet he still slid a great distance away.

Without stopping, a third tyrant tiger armor appeared behind him, like a terrifying grim reaper wielding its sharp, space-rending claws!

Wu Hen stimulated the Thunder Transition Factor throughout his body, creating a golden thunderstorm that repelled this tyrant tiger armor.

"Boom!!!!"

Blazing like tiny suns, the three tyrant tiger armors turned into Flame Mountain and charged at Wu Hen in a row!

In an instant, Wu Hen finished his breathing skill, and his Black Glaze Sword swept out a wave of Ice Glacier Glass, blocking the three terrifying mountains of fire.

"Bang!!"

The glass shattered into icy debris, and Wu Hen was also thrown into the air by the aftershock of the energy.

While flipping in mid-air, two tyrant tiger armors, one above and one below, unfolded their wing-like appendages and began a high-frequency slicing assault on Wu Hen in the air!!

Even a mythical species would be sliced into Shantou beef in a matter of seconds. Unable to adjust his posture, Wu Hen simply used the momentum of the flip to unleash a Sword Trace!