Otherworldly Desert Dust

Chapter 175 - 141: Each Goes Their Own Way

They are not of our tribe, their hearts must be different!

Wu Hen’s eyes already revealed a cold killing intent.

Although he didn’t understand why the Longevity Sect wanted to take root here for the time being, Wu Hen could sense from their previous conversations that this group was definitely not of a kind nature.

Moreover, they had already stepped on his head; Wu Hen would not be polite to such people. It didn’t matter whether they were the new faith of the world or the Dao Master of the Longevity Sect, he would cut them down all the same!

At the same time, Yue Yongqing, the Longevity Taoist, sensed Wu Hen’s killing intent. Realizing his mana was limited here, his whole body suddenly emitted a green light.

The green light transformed into vines, weaving around his body, and his soul quickly disappeared under the protection of these green light vines!

"Trying to escape?"

Wu Hen immediately saw through his opponent’s intention and wouldn’t let him off easily.

With a wave of his hand, the Black Glass Sword appeared instantly. The fierce bronze inscriptions on it released immediately, creating a black ribbon-like object woven from inscriptions that quickly flew into the green light vines.

Within the green vines, Yue Yongqing’s soul was detaching from this world, but Wu Hen’s reaction exceeded his expectations. Soon, one of his arms was entangled by the black inscribed ribbon, the ominous aura like a terrible decay clung tightly to his arm.

Yue Yongqing was also terrified at the sight; he had never seen such bizarre and fierce power.

Realizing that if he didn’t escape now, his life might end here, Taoist Yue Yongqing decisively broke off his own arm!

His soul vanished into the green light vines, destination unknown.

A blood-soaked arm fell out of the rapidly withering green light Longevity Vine, the ominous black inscriptions gnawing on it like living creatures.@@@@

Wu Hen walked over, dispelled the domineering and malevolent inscriptions with his hand, and picked up Yue Yongqing’s severed arm...

"Look at your Dao Master, his understanding of longevity is higher than yours, knowing to cut off his own arm to survive. Unlike you, purely courting death!" Wu Hen said with a smile, shaking the severed arm in front of the Longevity Sect followers.

The strong and the weak were easily distinguished.

The lofty faith that the Longevity Sect had arduously built collapsed directly after this battle. Those who were mentally influenced, coerced, or bewitched seemed to wake up instantly, realizing that in the face of absolute power, the mystical Longevity Sect was no more than a bunch of scrambling insects, sacrificing limbs to survive.

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As for those who firmly believed the Longevity Sect could bring them ascension, they felt as if ants were crawling all over their bodies, their faces burning with shame.

Their spiritual leader had fled just like that??

What about the strong and eternal power he always spoke of? Why did he flee so hastily when facing Wu Hen? Shouldn’t he use his Longevity Sect’s ultimate skills to suppress such a great demon?

Did he just abandon billions of followers worldwide?

The problem was, they had already been expelled...

How could they survive in the future??

Upon hearing this, others who supported him looked at this person as if he were an idiot.

A person who could decide Nuwa God End’s extinction or survival, his intentions were the unchallenged will of all human leadership.

Just like the Purple Robed Master before, in the face of absolute power, what ideology, what faction, what spiritual will all meant nothing. Wu Hen now surpassed the existence of the Purple Robed Master.

He was the final safeguard for all humanity. As long as he lived, this lineage of humanity would not perish in the otherworldly Desert Dust!

"Estimating conservatively, about fifty percent of people would migrate. Nuwa God End needs to give each of them life forms, and it would take about a year." Tu Shanlan remarked.

In fact, even before Wu Hen’s expulsion, some began to migrate away from Nuwa God End, joining other forces.

"Can Nuwa God End already create Desert Dust Life for everyone?" Wu Hen asked, somewhat surprised.

"There are differences. Previously, only Spirit Awakeners and those who contributed would have Nuwa God End nurture real-life bodies for them. These bodies themselves have a certain robustness in Desert Dust and a higher survival rate... but those insistently wanting to leave are almost like prematurely born citizens, their bodies are extremely weak in Desert Dust. Without guidance from other civilizations, they are likely to die prematurely." Tu Shanlan explained.

Nuwa God End did not randomly nurture real-life forms because these souls were still too fragile, like letting a bunch of infants survive in the wild, born only to be preyed upon. This mechanism was a layer of protection for humanity.

But, Nuwa God End couldn’t stop some people from wanting to leave prematurely. Creating the lowest grade Desert Dust bodies for them was not a difficult task.

"That’s also a hassle. Doesn’t the Longevity Sect have Magic Artifacts like the Human Emperor Banner? Can’t they just collect them all at once?" Wu Hen said.

Hearing this, the people of the Longevity Sect were utterly terrified!

Even the most determined would hold doubts. If the Longevity Sect were to ferry them across, in what manner would that be? Placing precious souls in an unknown Desert Dust force, easily captured and made into a Ten Thousand Soul Tower or Human Emperor Banner, wouldn’t they be helpless against it?

The Desert Dust world is extremely perilous; how could anyone guarantee that this so-called longevity isn’t a massive trap, brewing an endless soul cemetery?

"On this path, division is inevitable. Though this would make Nuwa God End stay longer in Infinite Red Port, it’s better than having them backstabbing us while we move forward, acting as water ghosts." Tu Shanlan also believed this day would come eventually.

Wu Hen could tell that the old faction had long planned this.

They wanted to separate from the Longevity Sect, each going their own way.

Travel light, no longer carrying the burden...

Great, Wu Hen would love that!

Those who remained shared the same goals and similar will. In the future, he wouldn’t need to worry that while he was fighting fiercely outside, someone would stab him in the back!

Likewise, the people of the Longevity Sect were eager to see this outcome.

As long as they requested from Nuwa God End to grant them real-life bodies in Desert Dust, they couldn’t wait to leave...

This swaying home was doomed to perish sooner or later. Staying here was waiting for death, wasn’t it?

Nuwa God End was already riddled with holes, unable to maintain the home’s peace as before. Any slight wind and rain from the outside brought internal disasters. They had enough of such days.

In Infinite Red Port, the Longevity Sect held a high status. They could move there and become expatriates of the Longevity Sect, enjoying eternal life!