Otherworldly Desert Dust

"Master, we have already retrieved part of the Dark Nether Array Eye. Please reactivate the Dark Nether Array," Senior Brother Gu Yue said to the purple-robed man floating in mid-air.

"Why are there so few of you left?" The Purple Robed Master opened his eyes, exuding an aura of authority without any anger.

"Some disciples were not skilled enough and were captured by the Desert Dust Predators," Gu Yue replied.

"So, they weren’t skilled enough? And you call yourself the senior brother!" The Purple Robed Master’s expression grew displeased, and his tone became noticeably harsher.

As the last note left the Purple Robed Master’s lips, the Earth Vein immediately began to tremble. One could see sharp rock swords breaking through the crust, intertwining to form a staggering Rock Sword Formation, resembling a lofty mountain range pressing heavily upon Gu Yue!

Terrified, Senior Brother Gu Yue kneeled on the ground, crying and begging the Purple Robed Master for mercy.

Wu Hen had spent enough time around Gu Yue to understand his character. Arrogant, high-handed, and carrying himself like a prince of a kingdom, he had never considered anyone else...

But now, in front of the Purple Robed Master, he was no different from a docile lapdog, practically wishing he had a tail to wag to show how humble and pathetic he could be.

"Where is the Dark Nether Array Eye?" the Purple Robed Master asked coldly.

"It’s... it’s here..." Gu Yue quickly turned around, giving Wu Hen a fierce, commanding look.

Wu Hen, holding the treasure furnace, slowly walked towards the Purple Robed Master.

He couldn’t help but glance at the Sword Peak Formation. The master could create a mountain range with just a thought. The entire Sword Peak of the Earth Vein was under his divine power. Without a doubt, this man’s strength surpassed all those in the Yin Pole Heavenly Court!

Looking at the Barbaric Mountain Range, the scene was even more surreal. The body of the Divine Desolate Ying Snake, as ancient as a million-year-old mountain range, unfolded before Wu Hen’s eyes, making him truly realize his own "insignificance."

"Whose family are you with?" the Purple Robed Master glanced at Wu Hen and asked.

"Reporting to Master, I am Cai Ting, the seventh son of Cai Huang," Wu Hen answered truthfully.

"Oh, a half-blood mongrel." The Purple Robed Master clearly remembered this disciple.

His tone contained no contempt or disdain, merely stating a fact.

Such an individual did not even deserve any disdain.

"Just as well, since you have the blood of those low-class people, you will go and negotiate with the ants of Nuwa God End. Have them aid us in capturing the Ying Snake True Soul," the Purple Robed Master said.

"Master..." Wu Hen hesitated slightly, noticing a subtle change in the master’s expression. Wu Hen quickly bowed and said, "I obey your command."

"Master, what if the natives of Nuwa God End are too barbaric and do not follow our orders?" Junior Sister Qing Meng asked.

The Purple Robed Master smiled faintly at Qing Meng and said, "Don’t worry, they won’t dare to disobey."

"There’s no need for Master to trouble yourself with such trivial matters. Your disciple can uproot Nuwa God End," Gu Yue hurriedly offered.

"Cai Ting, slap him!" the Purple Robed Master commanded.

Gu Yue looked bewildered, not understanding what he had said wrong.

Wu Hen scratched his head, but he did not dare to disobey the master’s order.

He walked up to Gu Yue, and without mercy, slapped him across the face!

Gu Yue didn’t dare to dodge. The slap was firm, drawing blood from the corners of his mouth and disheveling his hair!

Even so, Gu Yue had to swallow his pride and thank the master for the slap!

"The Nuwa God End is the Mother of Nature’s Spirit and must not be offended," the Purple Robed Master declared.

"Though we belong to the Holy Clan, we must not disrespect the Nuwa God End. As for those low-class humans residing there, they are despicable and filthy like cockroaches, to be crushed at will," Wu Hen interpreted the master’s intent, speaking softly. Nôv(el)B\\jnn

The Purple Robed Master nodded slightly, somewhat satisfied with the disciple’s comprehension.

"Watch closely how our Holy Clan speaks with these inferior civilizations!" The Purple Robed Master displayed a slight arrogance, like a teacher showing off his ultimate skill to his disciples.

The Purple Robed Master suddenly sat down, chanting mysterious words.

Space around them began to tremble inexplicably, and the master sitting in mid-air emitted an incredibly brilliant heavenly light, comparable to an infinite blazing sun, spreading across the Sky Earth Vein!

His body expanded immensely!

The Purple Robed Master seemed to perform the Law of Heaven and Earth. His golden body and true soul transcended the limits of the heavens and earth, towering higher than mountains, wider than oceans. Even one of his hands could cover an entire mountain range!

At Nuwa God End, within the homeland.

The ocean boiled violently, as if all ancient underwater volcanoes had awakened simultaneously, spewing crustal magma into the ocean!

The originally blue sky, obscured by the Divine Python Earth Vein, suddenly burst with starlight as if stars were exploding. Enormous light swords seemed to split the world into fragments, reducing oceans, continents, mountains, and cities to dust in an instant!!

The heavens rained down scenes of apocalyptic destruction. The human world teetered on the brink of collapse, as if facing a mass extinction event of Cretaceous magnitude...

Thousands of years of human civilization and cutting-edge technology were no better than helpless, panicked animals in this prehistoric annihilation.

The celestial body of a heavenly deity stood in the satellite orbit, projecting heavenly light onto the surface like a sun-shaped man deity.

Suddenly, he extended a finger. The immense energy emanating from this finger initiated solar wind-powered firestorms on earth’s surface, instantly evaporating mountains and rivers.

Before the finger fully descended, it seemed as though it had already shattered the limits of human endurance. People worldwide, no matter where they stood, could see this celestial finger reaching from the heavens!

This finger did not land on any continent or mountain range but onto the previously boiling ocean!

The ocean became eerily still, no longer churning or surging.

The sea froze, as if turning into a glacier planet. The global turmoil generated earlier came to a halt, all because this celestial finger stabilized mid-air above the ocean covering seventy percent of the planet’s surface...

Time in the homeland seemed forcibly stopped. Billions of people, like ant specimens, were frozen in this particular space and time.

They lost the ability to think.

Their world, on which they relied and prided themselves, was nothing more than a clump of mud in the eyes of some Desert Dust Predators. One finger, no matter where it landed, would obliterate modern cities like the largest meteor recorded in human history!

...

The Purple Robed Master, his face radiant with divine light, wore a faint smile.

He withdrew his finger and suppressed his boundless divine might.

"Now they revere me as Heaven."

"Need I speak further about how to negotiate?"

The Purple Robed Master remained calm, giving yet another lesson.

This live demonstration left all Holy Clan disciples excited and thrilled. Was this the true power of their master?

Using just a finger, he could make an entire low-class human civilization tremble and grovel!

Didn’t it mean that if they followed their master and trained well, they could one day reach his level, becoming beings as great as Heaven to millions of clans?

"Go now. We have wasted enough time," said the Purple Robed Master.

"Yes!!" all Totem Sacred Sect disciples responded, bowing.

"This time, follow Qing Meng and... if you dare defy me, I’ll use you as offerings to the furnace!" The Purple Robed Master pointed to Wu Hen.

Wu Hen was still dazed!

He wondered if the Black Divine Death Sword at its peak could rival this Purple Robed Master.

He remembered asking Little Yi about the Butterfly Snake God when it first appeared at the homeland, and Little Yi said it was tough to chew.

Initially, Wu Hen thought Little Yi referred to the wisp of the escaped Butterfly Snake God True Soul, but now, it seemed Little Yi meant the Divine Desolate Ying Snake bound to the Barbaric Mountain Range.

The Purple Robed Master came to hunt this Divine Desolate Ying Snake, displaying immeasurable power. Could the Black Divine Death Sword really manage it?

Little Yi did not respond to Wu Hen.

Clearly, in the presence of such overwhelming power, it was best to stay hidden, lest it attract attention.

However, Little Yi sent a mental message, comforting Wu Hen.

Lurk and grow stronger. Once fully restored, such beings could be easily slain!

Wu Hen believed Little Yi. After all, the past Heavenly Light Level entities were slain by one strike, and the entire Yin Pole Heavenly Court was a mere meal while still in its weakened state...

"Brothers, follow me to the place..."

That place, I know it well!

I’ll lead the way...

Wu Hen almost blurted out.

Mainly because the strength of this Purple Robed Master was too overwhelming, human frontier technology seemed like a child’s plaything. Now thriving among them, changing his surname to Cai in the future wouldn’t be a bad idea.

"Humph, Junior Brother, you better perform well. If you disappoint the master, Senior Brother won’t forgive you!" Senior Brother Gu Yue said coldly.

Wu Hen admitted that his earlier slap, though ordered, had some personal vendetta.

However, given a choice between offending Senior Brother and the master, Wu Hen would choose to slap Gu Yue every single time!

"Activate the Dark Nether Array, descend!" Junior Sister Qing Meng commanded the other disciples loudly.

The Dark Nether Array reactivated. A dark matter magnetic field like a starry rift appeared atop the Barbaric Mountain Range.

This dark matter magnetic field, compressed into a space, released chaotic lightning, and its energy caused spatial rifts, extending to the Nuwa God End traversing the Divine Python Earth Vein...

Soon, a dark rift opened in the sky of the human homeland!

From the dark rift, emerged a group of imposing cultivators clothed in splendid robes, mismatched with the present world...

They appeared as heavenly envoys, coldly scrutinizing this unremarkable human land!

Leading them was a handsome man.

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Despite his impressive aura and noble demeanor, the man’s confident façade hid his intense inner turmoil!

How was he supposed to handle this??

He had become the representative of the Three Body Cultivator!

Should he initiate Plan B, take his desire slaves, and find a beautiful place to preserve the human legacy...