Otherworldly Desert Dust-Chapter 311 - 266: Striving for Life Opportunities

Even in Wu Hen’s eyes, it was nothing more than a beautifully shaped unicorn beetle, but a unicorn beetle was still an insect. It could win the admiration of humans for its shape and color, but if the unicorn beetle fancifully tried to offend humans with its horn, there was only one outcome for it! Experience tales with novelbuddy

Wu Hen stood there, motionless.

The strength of his mind endowed him with absolute composure.

Knowing that the opponent was a Hua Chen Life, Wu Hen’s blood boiled with excitement, even thrilled at the prospect of having such a formidable life form as a stepping stone on his own evolutionary path, which also meant that he was getting closer and closer to the brilliant stars in the sky!

The Nuwa Law granted Wu Hen a fair duel, so how could he tremble with fear like others who were unaware of the truth? Even if he trembled, it was with the excitement of yearning for power!

The Black Unihorn slowly withdrew its gaze, sensing the provocation from the human in front of it.

It began to laugh, a laughter that came from the heart.

Even with the restraint of the Nuwa Law, it didn’t think there was any life in this humble world that could contend with it.

Its only concern was the projection of the supreme life, and clearly, the human before it was not.

If one were to be hesitant in everything they did, that in itself was a failure; the Black Unihorn began to harbor a killing intent, and its smile turned as cold and cruel as that of an emperor!

It took a step forward.

The land of humanity simply could not bear the weight of its step, and a horrific earthquake spread out within Lun Mountain City.

It raised its forelimb, heavily striking towards Wu Hen.

The power of this forelimb was like a world-ending meteor moving sideways, the resulting energy storm swept the shattered land plates into the sky!

All of Lun Mountain City’s defenses were shattered, and millions of Spirit Awakeners’ brains were rattled, rendering them unable to exert any superpowers; even more terrifying, the people saw the sky above the city filled with thick layers of earth—the world turned upside down, giant mountain remnants, massive land fragments, and huge Earth Vein debris falling down, any of which could flatten a Human City!

All human elites and top fighters could no longer partake in a battle of this level; what they could do under this energy storm was act as guardians, trying their utmost to shatter the catastrophic debris in the sky to prevent the annihilation of the city’s millions...

But this was just the disturbance caused by the energy periphery, all of them together could still only withstand a limited attack, it was unimaginable how massive the energy between that fortress and the mist was, and how Wu Hen could survive it.

At the center of the energy storm, Wu Hen thrust the sword in his hand into the soil beneath his feet.

The only intact part of the world around him was the piece of soil beneath him; everything else had turned to ash. Within the ash storm eye that spanned across tens of kilometers, the sword in Wu Hen’s hand had formed a chasm of Sword Intent. It was this Sword Abyss that kept him standing firm...

The destructive wind brushed against his cheeks, and even though Wu Hen used the Skin Breathing Technique, he still felt as if he was in a violent and brutal windstorm, unable to draw oxygen and Spiritual Breath into his body.

Suddenly, a brilliant aurora streaked by!

It was the Black Unihorn attacking at a speed that shattered space!

The Sword Abyss around Wu Hen dissipated in an instant, the Death Aurora was within reach, easily able to pierce through his vital spots.

"War Track!"

Wu Hen stimulated three perceptions, his pupils dilated, discarding the fear of life and death and actually staring at this deathly fast Death Aurora.

Everything seemed to slow down, with neurons firing in his brain, Wu Hen barely made out the Black Unihorn’s trajectory; its wings, like the Mourning Robe Sky Rhinoceros, could absorb a certain substance from the heaven and earth, transforming it into auroral power...

Inside the Divine Realm of Nuwa, such a substance was scarce, and its Death Aurora was somewhat suppressed. Otherwise, Wu Hen would have been pierced before he could even deploy his Perception.

As long as he could see the movements clearly, Wu Hen could evade.

He dove towards the ground, even though there was nothing left below, and the average elevation of Lun Mountain City was a thousand meters, but now the horizon had sunk by at least eight hundred meters. Lun Mountain City, protected by the Sky Dome, was like a dilapidated wooden cottage on a cliff, about to collapse.

Wu Hen flew into the land riddled with gigantic fissures and huge pits. The Sword Spirit in his hands autonomously activated ancient swordsmanship to block the divine might of the Black Unihorn’s arm.

Below the thick layers of rock, the Black Unihorn could still generate horned wing kinetic energy. Even beneath the strata, the dazzling Death Aurora kept cutting through the Earth Vein with unrestrained force.

The mountain ranges, thousands of meters high, lost their foundation. They collapsed one by one into the Earth Abyss, and the collision of sword and horn created an even more vast shockwave, causing the altitude of the land here to drop once again.

The uninhabited Snow Mountain quickly suffered the ravages of war. Snow that hadn’t melted for thousands of years turned into steam, forming giant white clouds. With a single swing of the Black Unihorn’s arm, the clouds surged together with the atmosphere toward the ocean.

The white snow veins, the cold icy breath, the azure Sky Dome—the moment the Death Aurora flashed here, everything turned into the wasteland of the Dark Domain. Only one man with his sword remained unvanished under the terrifying power of the Aurora Spiritual Ability. He managed to strike out rugged sword beams, glowing like the corona of the vast sky, blanketing the about-to-perish mountains and rivers with a layer of protective light, disintegrating the dreadful Death Aurora...

Wu Hen entered a state of self-forgetfulness, focusing on comprehending his opponent. His fearlessness elevated his Perception. He realized the Black Unihorn previously suppressed his Perception because Wu Hen was close to discerning the truth.

In the feast of slaughter, Wu Hen’s blood never cooled. His potential was being stimulated; his Perception had never been so powerful. More and more precious memories of ancient battles flooded into his mind. With every killing move from the Black Unihorn, more powerful Martial Arts shone in the War Track of memory. Though it seemed there were hundreds of attacks and defenses in the blink of an eye, Wu Hen in his Battle Realm just needed to timely respond to the illuminated Martial Arts Sword Intent.

But as the Black Unihorn’s assaults came faster and the dense Death Aurora shot like rainbow rain, Wu Hen’s counter-moves evolved into a contest of mental reaction. His body and mind needed to be quicker, performing the sword moves the instant they appeared in his mind.

In the Mind Palace, the Martial Arts Swordsmanship rippled like light on a lake, flickering at high frequencies. Wu Hen’s current speed and physique were gradually unable to keep up with this pace, which also meant that the Black Unihorn’s attack speed and strength were still climbing. As a high-dimensional insect, even if its power was suppressed to the Heavenly Brilliance, the abilities it wielded were beyond the incomplete evolution of humankind to resist. It was becoming more vigorous in battle, surpassing Wu Hen’s cognitive limits, surpassing Wu Hen’s reaction limits. Even with Wu Hen’s nearly impervious Mind Martial Arts that could simplify all complex battles to catching simple cursor directions, the attack frequency of the Black Unihorn was still increasing, and Wu Hen could no longer discern even the simple cursor directions!

The vast Snow Mountain lay scattered on the ground like disheveled white wax. Even the most imposing peaks were broken, lying across the shattered valleys. Lakes on the mountains had long evaporated into white clouds that churned into high mountain typhoon eyes, whipping up thousands of terrifying ice storms, standing amidst the desolate and broken world.

Wu Hen was knocked away, landing in the pale snow, covered in blood.

His vision began to blur. His eardrums ruptured from the thunderous noise, and every inch of his skin was gasping for air from all directions, but the thin air could scarcely support the enormous energy his body consumed.

"Luring me to this uninhabited snowfield, you aimed to reduce the casualties of those insignificant humans. But as you traverse this land, you have to endure my hundreds of attacks, clearly at a disadvantage. Your Battle Realm amazes me; even those of the highest echelon in the Human Clan could not have survived this long in my hands..." the Black Unihorn slowed down, as it too needed to adjust its breath.

Its wings had turned crimson, like an overheated and overburdened drive, continuously cooling down.

Its single horn was also covered in scars. The Martial Arts Sword Intent unleashed by Wu Hen was also endowed with the power to shake High-dimensional Armor, but the Black Unihorn’s Grey Horn weapon was extremely hard, comparable to Divine Weapons. At Little Yi’s current level of evolution, he was still not able to sever it.

"The Nuwa Law suppressed my power to one percent,"

"Yet you are favored by Nuwa, possessing the full power of First-class Heavenly Brilliance."

"This means that in the outside world, you are not even one ten-thousandth of me!"

"Your courage has only exposed your ignorance!"

"High-dimensional life forms need not consider the struggles of such lowly beings. You use self-hypnosis to measure my height, not realizing that even given a thousand years, ten thousand years, a hundred million years, you could never reach my realm..."

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"Those defective test subjects couldn’t complete the genetic implantation, but you, an exceptionally good ’white rat,’ have made your pointless move by fighting me away from the city. I will not slaughter them all; I need them to witness your death and to implant this fear into every human soul... Heh, I could spare this pitiful tree-holed world, allowing you to escape to any corner of Otherworldly Dust, on the condition that every person here must imprint a genetic fear of our high-dimensional species, passed down through generations!!"

"So, they can live in their pitiful existence."

"You must die a gruesome death!"

The Black Unihorn’s dark wings rose and fell slowly, apparently in a state of ’breathing’ as well. It needed to accumulate the last burst of kinetic energy to crush every inch of resistance in Wu Hen’s bones, then drag his barely alive, battered body in a parade before all of humanity.

Wu Hen, too, was taking deep breaths, blood staining his teeth and lips red.

He understood why the Death Omen Law showed him visions of genetic fear and reminded himself that once the fear was implanted, humankind would be doomed.

If the high-dimensional insects succeeded in implanting fear into humans, there was not the slightest chance of victory in his battle against the Black Unihorn.

The Nuwa Law suppressed the Black Unihorn, and the genetic fear would suppress him; even if the data canceled each other out, his strength compared to the Black Unihorn’s was a hundred times less—there was no possibility of surviving.

However, the Death Omen Law had only predicted a certain death, not that he definitely couldn’t survive against the Black Unihorn now. The chance to live still had to be fought for by himself!