Otherworldly Desert Dust-Chapter 466 - 421: Kill Our Way In and Finish It

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Distant mountain ranges faintly glowed with spirit light, like magnificent murals shimmering with a ghostly radiance.

The nearby city lights were bustling, and the Cang Chu Shen Du Clan was a diverse mix. Even with the Holy Sect's brutality, those seeking cultivation opportunities flocked here, filling the gates to brim even in the deep of night, all longing for a chance to enter Tongtian City.

The Holy Sect conducted selections every month, picking out individuals from the populace suitable for their cultivation practices. Thus, numerous people from the lowest strata of Otherworldly Dust, even knowing their lives were worth no more than weeds in Tongtian City, still desired such an opportunity.

Moreover, as the Holy Sect established branches in the Outer Countries, these branches enjoyed dominance in other realms of Otherworldly, forming local forces of belief. No matter how those realms prospered through their civilizations under the Holy Sect's oppression, they invariably regarded the members of the Holy Sect as otherworldly gods, just like how the Purple Robed Master had descended upon Earth, making the entire world tremble and submit with a mere flick of his finger.

"Tonight, there are many white-robed executioners," said Fang Li, looking down at the streets of Tongtian City from above.

"They are purging the homeless and beggars," Wu Hen said. His enhanced perception allowed him to grasp the situation within the city.

"Ah? Why is that?" asked Fang Li, puzzled.

"Probably some high-ranking official is tidying up the city's appearance. These people are willing to become the most undignified refugees and beggars, all to be chosen by the Holy Sect and become elite among men," Wu Hen explained.

"It's common to see Holy Sect Disciples here in Tongtian City, but indeed, we Holy Sect disciples are revered in the Foreign Land, with many local emperors worshipping us," Fang Li remarked.

"Wait here, I'll be back soon." Suddenly, Wu Hen heard a sound and told Fang Li to wait for him in the sky.

Fang Li was puzzled as she watched Wu Hen suddenly disappear before her eyes, only to see the same figure already standing in the cross street below.

The cross street teemed with homeless and beggars, herded there as if intentionally, turning the wide avenue into an execution ground.

Hundreds of vagrants were surrounded by a group of white-robed executioners wielding spirit wood hunting bows, as if ready to begin an archery contest.

Among the vagrants was a Holy Sect Disciple, apparently newly joined without even having cultivated the Holy Embryo.

Faint golden radiance shimmered around him like a flame, weakly illuminating the limited area.

"This young disciple, we are simply following orders. If you resist, we will have no choice but to shoot you as well," said a limping leader among the white-robed executioners.

"Why senselessly kill the innocent? They're merely surviving in corners of the city, not stealing, not robbing..." retorted the junior Holy Sect disciple, angered.

"An order is an order, why don't you ask why lightning strikes people dead, why floods come, why the heavens take the lives of those without homes," said the white-robed limper with a smirk.

"Can you represent the heavens?" the Holy Sect junior disciple yelled.

"Sure, we act upon the will of the Human Emperor, who is no less than Heaven itself, and soon to ascend to sainthood. Doesn't he represent our Heaven?" the white-robed limper replied.

"Don't waste your breath on him. This rookie dares to openly defy the will of the Human Emperor. Just kill him along with the rest!"

The white-robed executioners all raised their spirit bows, not requiring arrows but simply gathering Holy Breath in their palms to form sharp light arrows.

"Fire!"

The white-robed limper gave the command, and instantly, the light arrows of condensed Holy Breath flew toward the herded vagrants on the street, as well as the junior Holy Sect disciple who hadn't even formed his Holy Embryo.

The Holy Sect disciple stood defiant, not fleeing the situation. With a defiant glare, he stood protecting the beggars behind him, even with arrows piercing through his body.

"Hum~"

Like the tolling of a deep bell, ripples suddenly pulsed through the air, halting the high-speed flying arrows. They were bound by some mysterious and powerful force.

Among the dense light arrows, one person appeared in front of the junior Holy Sect disciple.

With a wave of his hand, the light arrows eerily reversed direction and, at an even more terrifying speed, flew back toward the white-robed executioners.

Caught off guard, the executioner's bodies were pierced by their own light arrows, and in an instant, their pristine white robes were stained red, as they fell in droves.

A look of astonishment spread across the junior disciple's face. Who was this suddenly appearing person with such extraordinary cultivation, capable of altering the trajectory of the arrows mid-flight, showing such masterful control of Holy Breath?

"Countryman?" Wu Hen turned around and asked the junior Holy Sect disciple.

Hearing this term, light sparked in the eyes of the Holy Sect disciple, who responded excitedly, "Big brother! Thanks for the rescue; I almost thought I was returning to the spring."

"Someone issued a killing order; your frail body couldn't resist it. You're still not satisfied with the Holy Sect's behavior, wanting to challenge them with your insubstantial life, so be it—I'm just passing through," Wu Hen said.

"I'm one who's awakened by the soul..." said the junior Holy Sect disciple.

Wu Hen frowned.

The kid's got a screw loose. If he's awakened by the soul, getting shot here means really getting shot!

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However, had Wu Hen's soul not awakened, he wouldn't have been able to discern the unique soul light amongst the crowd. After attaining the Fourth Rank Spiritual Vision, Wu Hen acquired the ability to somewhat observe the soul descendants of Nuwa God End.

"Big brother, please, if they hadn't carried me all the way, I would have died on the road. I promised them that as soon as I was selected into the Holy Sect, I would definitely provide them with a big house to live in, ensuring they would never worry about food and clothing, nor fear natural and man-made disasters taking their lives... I... I just became a Holy Sect Disciple and was about to tell them!" The young Holy Sect Disciple said anxiously and excitedly.

Clearly, this fellow villager had awakened among a group of refugees. These refugees must have also suffered from disasters, having heard that Tongtian City is the Holy Land of the Human Clan, and so they devoutly walked for thousands of miles. Yet, upon finally entering this Holy Land, Holy City, they found its rulers as cruel as the merciless heavens—utterly devoid of compassion for the common people. They killed as they wished, as randomly as tragic catastrophes strike, without reason...

"I'm in a rush myself. Here's what you do, if you really want to save these poor people, tell them to hide in those Qilin Temples in Tongtian City, and pray earnestly to the Qilin Temple for protection. Let's see if that woman will save you or not," Wu Hen said.

The young Holy Sect Disciple was stunned for a moment but quickly grasped Wu Hen's meaning.

"Thank you for the guidance, thank you so much, big brother!" The Holy Sect Disciple immediately came to a realization.

Tongtian City is vast, with white-robed Executioners spread throughout every corner. One person, no matter how powerful, cannot possibly save all the beggars and refugees scattered across various areas of the entire city.

Yet Qilin Temples can be found all over Tongtian City as well, in bustling districts and remote regions alike, with temples small and large that had enshrined Qilins not long before.

Hiding in a Qilin Temple, even if the killing order came from the Human Emperor himself, they would have to weigh whether slaughtering people inside the temple halls might provoke the wrath of the Female Heavenly Emperor.

"Right, spread the word. How many can survive will be up to them," Wu Hen said.

"What should I call you, big brother?"

"Wu Tian."

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Seeing the group of white-robed Executioners, Wu Hen knew he was not far from the Punishment Hall.

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He returned to the sky, and advanced once more with Fang Li.

Tongtian City was truly vast, seemingly endless. City after city spanned the land as if perpetually burgeoning. Had Wu Hen not reached a sufficiently high realm, traversing these cities would have taken days and nights.

"Up ahead is the Holy Sect Punishment Hall," Fang Li said.

Wu Hen gave the Punishment Hall, solemn as an imperial palace, a glance and couldn't help but find it laughable.

Even a place used for tormenting people was built with such grandeur.

"I once visited Master. She was soaked in the Corrosive Ice Pond, with countless scorpions in the water. The venom and frost were constantly corrupting her internal organs, and her flesh was penetrated by the scorpions' stings—throughout this process, she was fully conscious... This punishment, it was Ling Wan's suggestion," Fang Li continued.

"How much hatred must your senior disciple have for Sister Qingxi?" Wu Hen shook his head.

Wu Hen had some dealings with Qingxi for a while now. Unlike other Masters of the Holy Sect that Wu Hen had encountered, she was strict with her female disciples, but not to the point of harming them.

One could say that these female disciples under Qingxi were lucky—they had not suffered much hardship, nor had they been oppressed by power. It seemed that some people were simply unworthy of the world's kindness; they deserved to be cast out, to reap the consequences of their malice!

"What should we do now, sneak in, or find some well-connected backers to speak on our behalf?" Fang Li placed her hope in Wu Hen.

She had heard that this little uncle-master had a powerful background, for otherwise he wouldn't have so easily obtained the qualifications to enter War Song Mountain.

Sneak in?

Find a backer?

Wu Hen shook his head. With his Fourth-rank Hearing and Fourth Rank Spiritual Vision unleashed, he easily grasped the number of people within the Water Prison Punishment Hall, along with their Cultivation levels.

"Just go straight in and kill. They're nothing more than Shrimp Soldiers and Crab Generals bullying others with their power," Wu Hen decided not to waste any more time and instantly descended into the Water Prison Punishment Hall.

Wu Hen's appearance immediately alarmed the blue-clothed Execution Officers in the Punishment Hall. One protector came forward, sizing up Wu Hen with a trace of arrogant inquiry, "Who goes there, do you know that this is a restricted area of the Punishment Hall?"

"Just visiting a friend," Wu Hen said.

"Show it," the blue-clothed Execution Officer said.

"Show what?" Wu Hen asked, puzzled.

"Either you have a Token, or you give a bribe. Don't you know any rules or show any respect at all!" the blue-clothed Execution Officer said, annoyed.

Wu Hen nodded, then stretched out his hand slowly and began to unfurl his fingers one by one.

Holy Breath surged out from within Wu Hen, and in the next moment, a gigantic golden palm appeared surrounding the Water Prison Punishment Hall. Each finger of this palm was as large as a golden pillar, and as Wu Hen's fingers clenched tightly into the palm's center with force, the imposing Punishment Hall before him was crushed to pieces!

The Punishment Hall's structures on the ground shattered, and all the blue-clothed Execution Officers looked like little enoki mushrooms, squeezed into the palm, twisting in agony, powerless to escape!

"My respect, how does it taste?" Wu Hen asked with a smile, addressing the blue-clothed Execution Officer from earlier.

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