Otherworldly Desert Dust

Wu Hen slapped the Luo Hou Doorman Hou flying with a single palm, and then backhanded another slap without mercy, hitting the face of the Soil-holding Doorwoman through the air!

This slap caused the Soil-holding Doorwoman to fall like a broken kite, crashing miserably into the crowd in the central square.

The outer disciples of the Longevity Sect widened their eyes in disbelief, unable to accept that the woman, recently revered as a Holy Daughter, was struck down like an old mutt with broken teeth.

Was their leader of the Longevity Sect so weak?

If so, how would they protect themselves while walking in the terrifying Otherworldly Dust?

To cultivate Longevity, you must first ensure your life is long enough!

"Everyone, get down!"

Wu Hen had lost his patience. What difference was there between this huge crowd and flies on a dung hill, spreading only stench and annoying noise?

Above the surging Cloud Realm, a golden curtain that seemed to split the world in two slowly descended. It was like a sky shrouded in countless lightning arcs, a force of destruction surpassing the limits of this world's tolerance, pressing down bit by bit on the armed forces that came to suppress them.

Longevity Taoist Yue Yongqing furrowed his brow tightly when he saw this scene.

This power had already reached the Heavenly Brilliance Level.

But there were powerful prohibitions within Nuwa God End. No being entering here could wield power beyond the Heavenly Brilliance Level. Why did this law not affect this man?

As the Longevity Taoist, Yue Yongqing had naturally tried to use Heavenly Brilliance power himself. However, the Nuwa Law, which overrode everything, would instantly extinguish this surging mana, clearly to protect the living beings and the fragile world within the Divine Realm.

Thousands of mechanical sculptures exploded in the air, forming an incredibly dazzling fireworks display.

The members of the SuperAbnormal Alliance, gathered in the air, were all pressed to the ground by the heavy golden curtain as if each carried an invisible mountain of lightning. Not only could they not break free, but they also endured unbearable pain.

The Emperor Alliance had painstakingly mobilized patrol mechas, only to have them destroyed by this enveloping lightning curtain, reduced to numerous scraps scattered on the Silver Dome Barrier. The pilots inside were stunned, shivering in the cold wind, devoid of any fighting spirit, with only terror in their eyes.

Silver Dome City, representing humanity's pinnacle, had its entire city of strong warriors trampled by Wu Hen. They squirmed pathetically on the ground like flies touching an electric net, no longer united or spirited.

Too terrifying!!

Clearly, for years, humanity had been promoting its progress, gradually connecting with Otherworldly Dust, building enough strength to stand against otherworldly powers.

But on such a sunny afternoon, all the mighty figures in the city fell. Their opponent wasn't tens of thousands of Star Sky Battleships nor a Ten-thousand-year-old Divine Sect, just an ordinary-looking man!

In an instant, humanity recalled the fear instilled by the Purple Robed Master, like ants beneath his thumb, easily crushed by a single palm strike!

In fact, such a powerful man was once the world's revered Guardian Angel. If, upon his awakening, people had welcomed him with absolute respect, this being capable of challenging all humanity alone might have continued to safeguard them...

The Longevity Sect should have picked someone weaker to establish their authority, not a near-modern legend!

"Didn't you firmly deny being the Savior?" Gao Chang, also lying on the ground, with his face covered in blood.

Even so, he couldn't help but raise his head and question with resentment.

"So what if I am, so what if I'm not? To save or to destroy the world is but a whim. Out of respect for Nuwa God End, this time I only expel you. Next time, I'll turn you all to ashes!" Wu Hen responded disdainfully.

What a joke.
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Just because some Old Faction deified him as a Savior, did they think he would be benevolent and save all lives? Never had Wu Hen considered himself a good person, having the same abilities as the Purple Robed Master. When in a bad mood, he was even more ruthless.

"I don't eat beef, understand!"

In the city, quite a few from the Old Faction were greatly shocked upon hearing Wu Hen's words.

In their minds, wasn't Wu Hen supposed to be like a Bodhisattva?

Why, upon revival, did this Bodhisattva seem no different from King Yan?

"The Old Faction did create gods, deceiving us...but they didn't lie about Lord Wu Hen's strength, only about his character!"

"How could my brother be King Yama...?"

"A living myth, a living Yama—I think I like it better this way!"

"Exactly, why make people so ethereal and unworldly? This is our spiritual belief: Lord Wu Hen, the Living Yama, can give life and take it!"

Too real!

The majority of ordinary people gaining supreme divine power would act like this, with salvation or destruction hinging on a mere whim, hardly possessing any lofty divinity.

This former near-modern myth shattered not only the Longevity Sect's wild growth beliefs with one slap but also the image crafted by the Old Faction, remaining true to his nature!

"We...we're just here watching, for the fun; we didn't join any Longevity Sect." Some people on the outskirts of the square began to speak out.

"Yes, yes, we're just here for the fun; we're all children of Nuwa God End. How could we follow the outerworlders to cultivate Longevity? The slogan's been shouted for so many years. Has anyone truly achieved longevity?"

"Right, I'm one of the two percent of humanity faithful to their true selves. I'm the most loyal supporter of the Old Faction. You Longevity Sect people should just roll out of our home!"

Wu Hen thought he had already shown his dark side quite clearly.

Little did he know that people's true sides were even more absurd. Among the vast crowd, suddenly a torrent of Old Faction believers emerged, claiming their sole faith was Nuwa God End, wherever it went, they would follow, even through blades and fires...

How many true followers did the Longevity Sect have?

In fact, people just tend to follow the crowd, enjoying the excitement. If everyone around them believed in the Longevity Sect, wouldn't they stand out for not believing?

But the Longevity Sect merely shouted slogans loudly in the world, including some ignorant people in their so-called Longevity cultivation, constantly employing similar belittling tactics to elevate their status...

Wu Hen squinted his eyes, looking down at these most genuine people.

Oh, so eighty percent of the global Longevity Sect followers suddenly dropped to fifty percent??

Seems I went too easy on them.

Wu Hen's cold gaze fell on the main culprit.

Longevity Sect Dao Master Yue Yongqing!

The leader of the Longevity Sect, still considering himself a god, sat there.

"Your turn now. Let's see what you're made of!" Wu Hen descended from the sky and walked towards the Dao Master.

Longevity Taoist Yue Yongqing furrowed his brow tightly, feeling the oppression from the other man!

"This isn't right. He's not bound by the Nuwa Law." Yue Yongqing quickly grasped this critical detail.

In the outside world, Yue Yongqing was indeed at the Heavenly Brilliance Level. Otherwise, how could he become the Dao Master?

But now, he clearly felt that Nuwa God End had not truly accepted him; absolute law continuously suppressed his cultivation.

Yue Yongqing's intention was to gradually consume this world, making them all his vassals. Today's action was purely to elevate the Longevity Sect's prestige, extinguishing the last sliver of faith in these people...

Unexpectedly, this so-called Savior possessed remarkable abilities, easily treating his Heavenly Brilliance-level disciples like dogs.

Moreover, the human armed forces he supported turned out to be flimsy like paper in front of this opponent, unable to pose any threat to this guy at all.

"Hmph, you may show off within Nuwa God End, but in the real world, I could crush you with one hand!" Longevity Taoist Yue Yongqing stood up, still assuming that lofty demeanor.