Otherworldly Desert Dust-Chapter 448 - 403 Ancient Qilin

Wu Hen had traversed different Extreme Disaster Ancient Eras.

Although the totems from other extreme disasters were equally powerful, Wu Hen favored the one that electrified him, charring him on the outside but leaving him tender inside.

At last, the season of lightning and thunder had arrived again.

A moment ago, the boundless surface was swept by chaotic winds; Wu Hen caught a glimpse of the Chaos Wind Princess dancing at the horizon, but as a fierce and terrifying Heavenly Thunder viciously stomped towards the earth, the dancing Chaos Wind Princess fled in fright...

The world was originally a chaos without light, and this Heavenly Thunder was exceptionally brilliant; when Wu Hen first entered, he thought it was a fierce fire star, but now the entire area was filled with Infinite Heavenly Thunder. Pillars of lightning as huge as mountain ranges hung from the sky, turning the world upside down, making it utterly chilling.

The Chaos Wind Princess was also a very powerful totem, just not suited to his dominating temperament.

It still had to be the Creation of Heaven and Earth Thunder, creating a supreme sensation that made all creatures tremble and submit under its brilliance—this was the ultimate romance for a Cultivator!

Before this, Wu Hen had mastered Thunder Crossing, but Taipeng's Thunder was slightly outdated. However, thunders in the world definitely varied in levels, and in Wu Hen's view, the Extreme Disaster Thunder he encountered in the Heart of the Sky was the Supreme Thunder. No matter which totem released it, he was determined to use this totem for Soul Casting, becoming the only man in the Holy Sect to command the Nine Five Saint Emperor Thunder!

"Show yourself!"

"Appear at once!"

"I command you to appear at once!"

Wu Hen stood on the vast land full of holes, pointing at the deeply oppressive sky, facing those roaring Heavenly Thunders!

He activated his Spiritual Vision and his Hearing, searching among the myriad lightning-intertwined mountain peaks for the shadow of that Extreme Disaster Totem.

Witnessing these scenes of Ancient Disaster Eras, Wu Hen suspected those prehistoric disasters that had nearly wiped out humanity several times were actually caused by these totems...

If he hadn't continually evolved to his current form, he definitely wouldn't stand a chance under the Extreme Disaster, instantly turning to ash amidst the omnipresent lightning—probably very few of the billions of creatures on a planet would survive.

Facing these ancient disasters directly, Wu Hen finally caught a strange trace among the countless peaks of lightning—a mountain was outlined like a heavenly face!

A face formed by the intertwining of heavenly thunder, the contours of the face were sharply defined, with forehead, glabella, nose bridge, and lips perfectly contoured like an inverted cone. The corner of the face exaggeratedly spread like wings, its ends connecting to majestic Lightning God Pillars.

As Wu Hen focused his gaze, the head of the face became clearer—it was the mighty head of a Qilin. The whiskers of the Qilin flew fiercely, each one sparking the forks of the sky, keeping the dark horizon always brightly illuminated and struck with cracks by the lightning!

"It's really like poking a hornet's nest!"

"And this controller releasing the thunder of Extreme Disaster is actually a Heavenly Dog."

Wu Hen, having heard Bai Ze complain a lot, just casually remarked.

But the word "Heavenly Dog" describing an Ancient Qilin was clearly no different from insulting a Heavenly God. The Extreme Disaster Qilin, gradually showing its Primordial Spirit, slowly opened its mouth and spat a stream of lightning meteors towards this tiny, ignorant human on the ground!

Wu Hen had seen meteor showers.

But he had never heard of a celestial body formed of interwoven lightning directly smashing down from the sky; realizing the Ancient Extreme Disaster Qilin was enraged, he took to his heels!

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The sky was densely packed, almost leaving no gaps, and the cluster of meteor lightning brilliantly slid down. Even this massive, boundless Barbaric Planet would collapse under such force.

Before this, Wu Hen had been playing dodgeball with Extreme Disaster Thunder and playing hopscotch; now, it was like a cosmic adventure. The world behind him crumbled wildly, and the destructive meteor lightning shattered all tangible matter, forming a destructive cliff line that gradually approached Wu Hen, who was frantically sprinting on all fours across the ground.

After countless ordeals, Wu Hen's limbs were extraordinarily robust. His running was not inferior to Kua Fu, who could chase the sun; with one leap, he covered hundreds of miles, and if his toes touched the hard surface, they would instantly turn into a concentrated spot of light, dragging a long shadow on the wilderness of the planet…

Behind him, meteor lightning obliterated heaven and earth. The destructive cliff line was about to swallow Wu Hen into the Abyss of Death, but every time his buttocks nearly touched the edge, he burst out with incredible speed, instantly distancing himself from the pursuing meteor lightning!

Amidst the group of lightning meteors, an Ancient Qilin treaded through the broken chaos. Although the scene of a Qilin walking in space was utterly breathtaking, in reality, it was no different than Wu Hen as a child punctually visiting the elder sister next door only to be chased by the neighbor's black dog down a long alley...

The key was to run fast!

Wu Hen had long dealt with Extreme Disaster Thunder and knew the spread of the lightning also took time. He also knew there was an eroded crater that was an insulating area; lightning could roam freely on the rock surface but would be blocked in that crater.

What lay within that huge crater, Wu Hen didn't know, but drawing the Ancient Qilin there to confront it was definitely not a mistake.

"This is it."

"Like chasing me?"

"You'll have a taste of it soon!"

Leaping, Wu Hen flew towards the vast crater.

The crater was enormous, akin to a low-altitude basin.

Upon entering the insulator basin, the lightning bolts that had crashed down like mountain ranges finally ceased. Meteor thunder clusters behind him were shredded into tiny threads of electricity upon reaching this place, rapidly vanishing into the air.

Ancient Qilin trod high in the sky, overseeing Wu Hen who had taken refuge in the desolate basin, and saw the challenging look in Wu Hen's eyes.

"Come down if you dare, and we'll fight hand-to-hand!" Wu Hen mocked directly.

Clearly, the Ancient Qilin possessed Spiritual Wisdom and was no reckless beast.

It halted its pursuit and gazed coldly at Wu Hen.

Despite the peculiar look in the opponent's eyes, Wu Hen continued making provocative gestures.

In the end, the Ancient Qilin turned away and did not fall for Wu Hen's ruse.

The spectacular lightning disaster dissipated in an instant. The vast sky and desolate earth picked up the ashes of the meteor thunder, casting the whole world in a dim red hue.

"Ran away??"

Wu Hen was extremely surprised, never expecting that the Ancient Qilin would be afraid to come down and fight.

Wasn't it said the totems of War Song Mountain were very combative, attacking relentlessly those imbued with the Totem Bloodline, fighting to the death once challenged...

This Ancient Qilin, it seemed, had a bit of sense.

It seemed that his provocation wasn't fierce enough.

He had to provoke it until it lost its reason; only then could he capture this Qilin Totem through the shielding effect of this boundless basin.

It was uncertain whether this Ancient Qilin or the Cold-blooded Woman's Qilin Emperor was of a higher level.

Moreover, if he were to forge his soul through the "Heavenly Dog Soul," would Bai Ze turn into a demon again and strip all the hair from his scalp?

"Strange, did that guy just disappear?"

Wu Hen wanted to pursue but could no longer see the other's figure.

Frankly, Wu Hen didn't understand how these Extreme Disaster Totems appeared, or where they hid when not visible.

"Drip-drop~ Drip-drop~~ Drip-drop drip-drop drip~~~~"

Raindrops as big as fists fell, each one hitting the body as if a superhero had punched down from the sky, the heavy raindrops clanging against the rocky ground like hammer strikes.

Rain disaster...

Wu Hen had already been annoyed by rain in the True Martial Continent, so he hated this Rain Disaster Totem the most in this Sky Heart world!

It was unknown when the Thunder Disaster Qilin would appear.

Idle as he was, Wu Hen decided to search for the Disaster Rain Totem amidst these gigantic raindrops, taking it as leveling up through slaying a monster.

While searching in the rain, Wu Hen quickly spotted a nearly transparent silhouette in the rain curtain. It moved slowly across the land, wherever it went, a torrential downpour ensued endlessly.

"Hey, this guy looks so much like Bai Ze, could it be a relative of hers?"

Clearing his vision in the rain, Wu Hen realized the Rain Disaster Totem was also a... well, a Black Bai Ze!

Yes, it was a completely inky black Bai Ze Divine Beast, resembling Bai Ze in its lion-like features, ink feathers, and demeanor; the only difference was the color.

Bai Ze was recorded as white in ancient human mythological documents.

Therefore, a black creature resembling Bai Ze was certainly an offshoot, not the most orthodox auspicious divine beast.

No wonder this rain, it was also black, carrying significant corrosive power, more like some kind of oil.

Mo Bai Ze also noticed someone sneaking behind it. It slowly turned around, exuding an air of aged fragility, with dense, long beards dragging on the ground.

Its pupils were cloudy, and its mental state closer to a wild beast, lacking any trace of the spiritual nature typical of Bai Ze, and Wu Hen was sure this Mo Bai Ze could not read minds, because Wu Hen had already dismissed the idea of using it for practice when he identified it as a Bai Ze subspecies. Yet, Mo Bai Ze suddenly charged, determined to fight Wu Hen to the death!

"You dark, slipshod Bai Ze, can't you have some brains? I don't want to fight you!" Wu Hen cursed irritably.

Unfortunately, Black Bai Ze was relentless. Despite looking somewhat aged, its temper was no less explosive than a starving lion in the outskirts, determined to tear Wu Hen into pieces, regardless of whether he was a bipedal animal or whatever.

"An uncivilized barbaric beast, then accept the Sacrificial Sword!"

Just right, Little Yi was also hungry, and he might need Little Yi's assistance in a forthcoming battle with the Ancient Qilin; it was perfect to feed the sword with this wild relative of Bai Ze!