Otherworldly Desert Dust

The pressure dropped once more.

But this strike also cost Wu Hen dearly, as all the black patterned scales covering him shattered, and a long cut appeared on his back, revealing his bones.

The pain was real, with the red rhombic blade carrying a burning sensation, making Wu Hen feel as if magma were being poured into his spine from the wound.

Fortunately, the Black Glaze Breath quickly formed tiny ice-like particles that covered the wound on Wu Hen's back, gradually alleviating his pain.

The seven Tyrant Tiger Armors became exceptionally fierce, as if they intentionally sacrificed one of their own to seize the opportunity to crush Wu Hen in one fell swoop!

Thus, their coordinated hunt not only showcased their terrifying individual combat abilities but also their seamless team coordination, making it tough for Wu Hen to fend off their attacks.

Wu Hen kept retreating, but two of the Tyrant Tiger Armors had already reached behind him, tearing open a space that resembled a sea of red blades, just waiting for him to fall into it and be chopped into pieces.

Wu Hen tried to rise into the air, but right above him, another two Tyrant Tiger Armors swung their red rhombic blades, their frightening edges barely missing Wu Hen's vitals, a tiny bit slower, and he would be decapitated.

However, once airborne, Wu Hen could catch his breath for a moment.

Seeing their target escaping into the air, the Tyrant Tiger Armors on the ground spread their wings and pursued Wu Hen.

But suddenly, streams of golden Thunder Crossings struck down, heavily bombarding the Tyrant Tiger Armors, these golden thunders acting like precision strikes. Whenever a Tyrant Tiger Armor flew high enough to threaten Wu Hen, thunderclouds would form, continuously striking down with golden thunderbolts.

It was as if a height limit had been set. An invisible but destructive golden electric field formed in the air, leaving the Tyrant Tiger Armors on the ground helpless.

Seizing this chance, Wu Hen could finally focus on dealing with the two airborne Tyrant Tiger Armors. His feet stood on chains of lightning, and from the Tribulation Thunder Glazed Glass Sword in his hand emanated a golden guide rope, surprisingly connecting to the higher thunder energy!

The sword in his hand was already extremely sharp, but at this moment, it seemed like a Divine Order that continually filled with annihilation power. Holding this commanding sword, Wu Hen appeared like a Divine Officer controlling the lightning, looking down at the Tyrant Tiger Armors as if they were no different from two armored insects.

"Boom!!!!!"

The Divine Command Sword swung, and the golden thunder field below erupted into dazzlingly bright light, intertwining clouds and electricity into a magnificent Thunder Pool.

Simultaneously, higher lightning transformed into multiple Golden Dome Curved Swords that pierced the sky, striking fiercely towards those two Tyrant Tiger Armors!

Both Tyrant Tiger Armors had their chests and abdomens penetrated, horrific scorched holes appearing on their bodies, and their hard armors were vaporized.

Falling from the sky, the two Tyrant Tiger Armors were burnt to crisps by the golden Thunder Pool, losing their armor meant they were merely flesh and blood, which the golden Thunder Fire devoured, burning through to their innards and bones at the highest speed!

When the Tyrant Tiger Armors hit the ground, they had already turned into charred corpses.

Even the most perfect exoskeleton perishes in the face of absolute power. The thick Thunder Fire spread across the entire Red Palace and vast lands, and the airborne Wu Hen now seemed like a Slaughter Demon God, standing aloft and looking down scornfully at the other still-living Tyrant Tiger Armors.

Such tyrannical divine power instilled a hint of fear in the eyes of the Tyrant Tiger Armors.

And once fear took hold, Wu Hen felt as if he could clearly hear their panicky heartbeats, hearing the involuntary rubbing and slight trembling of their bones.

"Huff~~"

Wu Hen exhaled a long, cloudy breath, which also carried his own Blood Breath.

He was also severely injured, paying a great price each time he made a kill, especially during this instance of Thunder Crossing, which nearly mirrored a tactic of injuring the enemy by a thousand and oneself by eight hundred. The rapidly siphoned energy greatly overtaxed Wu Hen's Essence Qi...

Wu Hen's arms couldn't help but tremble, and he breathed heavily, unable to regain his breath for a long time. If the tyrant tiger armor attacked in a group at this moment, he would be utterly defenseless.

Fortunately, he had already intimidated these tyrant tiger armors with his aura. He used his gaze to tell these insects that whoever rushed forward first would surely be the one to die!

The tyrant tiger armor was waiting.
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Waiting for the domineering Thunder Transition Factor around Wu Hen to dissipate.

Finally, the Thunder Pool formed by the golden electric clouds dimmed, and Wu Hen fell back to the ground from the air.

A few tyrant tiger armors exchanged glances, then suddenly appeared at the four corners around Wu Hen.

Their positioning was very strategic; if Wu Hen focused on any one of them, the other three would be in his blind spots.

"This Physique is still too weak. If it were Fourth Rank, killing two more would pose no problem..."

The feeling of exhaustion was strong. While the Breathing Skill he learned in the Scroll Realm was powerful, it also needed to consider the carrying limit of his own organs and the severe insufficiency of his heart's blood supply. The feeling of dizziness was intense; he feared that killing another tyrant tiger armor would be very difficult.

Finally, the tyrant tiger armor sensed that Wu Hen could not recover his breath.

From four angles, the tyrant tiger armors simultaneously launched a terrifying assault. Even though Wu Hen could hear their movements, his body could not react accordingly...

And it was at this moment that Wu Hen felt the Black Glass Sword becoming unusually active. The dormant Divine Miracle Factor inside him seemed to awaken once again, forming a mountain-like black void around Wu Hen!

The body of the Black Glaze Sword suddenly twisted, and under the cover of the black void, the Sword Spirit came to life, transforming into a Witch Dragon, using Wu Hen's body as its pillar!

The Little Witch Dragon's entire body was covered with Black Glaze Crystals, especially along the spine, where it also featured a red velvet blade. Coiled around, it not only protected Wu Hen inside the body of the Witch Dragon but also extended its other half to battle the attacking tyrant tiger armors!

Its head was sharp, and when it suddenly darted forward, it was like a black dragon sword being unsheathed, so fast that the tyrant tiger armor couldn't react at all.

Its tail was flexible like a whip. Facing another direction's tyrant tiger armor, it whipped continuously, striking the tyrant tiger armor until its skin split open, forcing it to continually retreat.

The eyes of the Little Witch Dragon flashed with golden Thunder Fire, and when its gaze focused, it formed a golden Thunder Wave, instantly blasting away the tyrant tiger armor that was attacking from the front.

Another tyrant tiger armor, wielding a Red Rhombic Blade, heavily struck at Wu Hen and Little Yi.

The Little Witch Dragon didn't dodge; it used its coiled body to block. The red velvet blade on its back suddenly lit up, and after withstanding the heavy strike, its body suddenly shook, drawing a red blade arc that sliced off the foreleg of the tyrant tiger armor!

A large wound appeared on the body of the Black Glaze, and Wu Hen, still struggling to breathe, saw it and felt a pang of heartache. This was clearly Little Yi's true body. As a former top predator of Desert Dust, it wouldn't easily reveal this vulnerability unless absolutely necessary.

Taking a deep breath,

His heart finally supplied sufficient blood.

Wu Hen felt his body finally recovering, and even as he absorbed the Essence Blood of the tyrant tiger armor, the Totem Bloodline caused every drop of his blood to burn!

Outside his skin, a layer of golden Blood Flame suddenly emerged. On the wound on Wu Hen's back, the blood oozing out emitted a hint of golden sheen. His tiny heart seemed as if it had broken through some confinement, undergoing a Saint Transformation under the impact of the golden blood!