Otherworldly Desert Dust-Chapter 468 - 423 Babbling On and On

"Cultivation is all a deception. Even as a Human Emperor, one should not trample upon us like this!" At this moment, Fang Li, filled with immense dissatisfaction, accused.

Having arrived in Tongtian City, she had also witnessed the darkness of cultivation, which was purely a dog-eat-dog world, hardly different from the beasts in the jungle—the strong prey on the weak, Pioneers deceive those who come after them, including the entire system of Holy Cultivation, which was a huge scam.

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"Ha ha ha!!"

The Dragon Robe Celestial Official stood there, one hand covering his forehead, throwing back his head in a hearty laugh.

It was the most interesting thing he had heard in recent years, that someone actually thought the decrees of the Human Emperor were delusions of the dying.

Mortal thinking, completely unaware that once a Holy Cultivator reached the realm of Leng Shu, his capability would become so vast.

With just a burst of anger from his heart, he could mobilize the clouds and thunder of the Nine Layers of Heaven, and countless mortal ants in the myriad domains would not know how many would suffer from lightning disasters.

If he was pleased, he could also create a Barbaric land, turning it into a Pure Land where billions could dwell, engendering one "age of peace and prosperity" after another.

At the mortal stage, it was really about fighting with Heaven, with the harsh climate, with powerful demon beasts, with the mysterious Cosmic Laws. From the beginning, humans hid and fled, being senselessly erased by Heaven and Earth, to learning to offer sacrifices, to revere the gods, attempting to understand Heaven's temperament, creating countless ways to please and depend on it, and now people have learned to cultivate against Heaven, to fight with Heaven, to contend with the gods. This is the truth that the Cang Chu Shen Du Clan has understood only after countless extinctions and resurgences...

Cultivation was the only way to stay alive in this cold universe, to stand at the pinnacle of myriad spirits and races, and no longer be their food, no longer to be erased by natural disasters.

And the Human Emperor was the final ladder in the realm of cultivation to step toward Heaven; one more step up, and he would represent the once capricious Heaven. The continuation of the Cang Chu Shen Du Clan for the next hundreds or even thousands of years, whether or not it can continue to thrive, whether or not it can maintain an age of peace and prosperity, all depended on this ascender to Heaven.

No matter how wild and sinister desires the Human Emperor had before Ascension, they also indicated that he still had a side that retained a human aura. Good and evil, right and wrong, were rules set by people for people, not by the Holy God about to become a Heavenly being.

"There once were sacrifices," the Dragon Robe Celestial Official said unhurriedly, pacing in front of Wu Hen,

"The Human Emperor's decree is just a widely acknowledged sacrifice ceremony. Although everyone knows that the act of sacrificing live humans to the old Heaven was foolish and cruel, compared to the capriciousness of Heaven and the Laws, isn't it wiser for us to sacrifice to the Ascenders who were once human? At least we can get a precise response—whether it will bring favorable winds and rains, whether Spiritual Energy will surge, whether the Ten Thousand Veins will revive... So, these people who can stand up to Heaven, we need to hold them in high regard; they're very powerful, they represent our Cang Chu Shen Du Clan in negotiations with the cruel Heaven. So many Cultivators, over so many years, have produced only one such person. Isn't it good to just devoutly revere him? Let him feel our respect, that's enough, isn't it?"

"If you're discontented, cultivate to become a Human Emperor, and we will respect you, revere you, too!"

The Dragon Robe Celestial Official laid out these words; this was not his first year fulfilling human desires on behalf of the Human Emperor. Every year, people cry out in bitterness and injustice, but why don't these people think more deeply—without the protection of the Human Emperor and the Holy Gods of the Cloud Holy Country, they wouldn't even have the notion of living in this world, just born and immediately eaten by the Otherworldly Predator, just grown up and then devoured in essence by Strange Gods and Demons. The only purpose of living is to barely survive, without even enough time to foster emotions.

When everyone starts to feel pity for the penned cattle and sheep, then cry out about the injustice between man and god. Because those who have cultivated to the extreme of Holy Cultivation are like Gods; Gods treat mortals just like they would penned livestock. When a pig questions why it must be slaughtered, its master will calmly tell it, "Feeding you is for the purpose of slaughtering and eating."

"You've come into contact with the Human Emperor and reached a certain height and understood why you must die. Look at those beggars and refugees tonight. Do you think they will understand why they are dying under the knife today? Do you think they will resent anyone? Resent their own bad luck, resent Heaven, or resent the Human Emperor? They don't even know the existence of the Human Emperor... They will only resent why they were not fated to cultivate, why they are not the ones wearing our Human Official robes, not the ones holding the blade to slaughter others," the Dragon Robe Celestial Official said without any rush. He enjoyed providing these soon-to-be-dead people with food for thought.

Similarly, he was also providing mental guidance to the tens of millions of Holy Sect Practitioners under his command.

Since you have entered the path of cultivation, then cherish it!

At least Cultivators have one more opportunity than ordinary people, to be among those who hold the slaughtering knife and fight against Heaven, rather than the ignorant ones who hold farming tools and begrudge Heaven while praying for blessings.

"So, boy, how ludicrous your words were just now. How could the will of the Human Emperor possibly be the delusion of a dying man? Instead, your fervent exclamation before death comes across more like the impotent rage of a doomed person. You have no idea how long this cultivation ladder is, how high this Heaven is, how difficult it is to reach the place of the Human Emperor. Out of billions of Cultivators, perhaps not one will achieve it, and you, a Cultivator who has just stepped into the Saint Child Realm, are still just cattle and sheep, pigs and dogs among the Cultivation beings, not worthy of being called a person, let alone a superior being!" After saying all this, the Dragon Robe Celestial Official intentionally glanced in the direction where Human Emperor Leng Shu was.

He hoped his words would satisfy the Human Emperor and, as a Heavenly Official, he also fancied himself a guide, teaching an ascendant who was about to rise to the heavens how to face the people he once had karma with.

He had led many Human Emperors to Heaven, and he believed those with high comprehension would swiftly sever ties with the mortal world.

The Dragon Robe Celestial Official's gaze returned to Wu Hen.

He wanted to see the reaction of the youngster who had been so haughty just a moment ago. But when he looked directly, the youngster was nowhere to be seen!

"Where is he???"

"So after all I said, he didn't listen to a single word!" exclaimed the Dragon Robe Celestial Official, both shocked and annoyed. He had no idea when the other party had disappeared.

How could he possibly disappear on the spot under such strict surveillance, especially since even a Celestial Official of the Holy Origin Realm like him failed to notice?

Just as the Dragon Robe Celestial Official suspected that Wu Hen had used some Great Divine Power to escape, suddenly, a big, living person came flying from a distance, wearing the extremely distinguished Qilin Emperor Robe. Judging from his appearance, he was strikingly similar to their newly ascended Human Emperor!

This fellow, who bore a great resemblance to the Human Emperor, was flying backwards, obviously not crossing the air by his own power, but rather, he had been slapped into this place by a brutish and domineering force. His entire being was embedded in the relief of the Punishment Hall, his hair in disarray and blood flowing from the corner of his mouth.

The next second, the Dragon Robe Celestial Official saw the vanished youngster also flying from that direction, and then delivered a kick to the abdomen of the Human Emperor, who "wa" spat out golden blood. The terrifying authority of the Thunder God that was about to burst forth from his body was kicked back in by that foot!

"The… Human Emperor???" The Dragon Robe Celestial Official's eyeballs nearly popped out.

The Human Emperor he had been praising all this time, how did he get beaten from the Imperial Platform straight to here???

And all in the instant while he was speaking!

How did the other party find out where the Human Emperor was overlooking from, how did he slap the Human Emperor flying, was the Human Emperor drunk or not fully awake, why didn't he fight back, allowing himself to be beaten like a sandbag.

Oh heavens, isn't this the first time in tens of thousands of years that the Human Emperor was beaten up on the day of his ascension?

What does this youngster intend to do, destroy the path of Holy Cultivation? So many people are watching, the Human Emperor who is revered by billions and can contend with Heaven, is he like paper mache???

"Blah blah blah, you rambled on and on, now dismantle all your ceremony offerings. Today, I'll offer up your Human Emperor to Heaven first. Surely Heaven has never tasted the meat of such high-quality beasts!" Wu Hen glanced at the Dragon Robe Celestial Official.

For some reason, Wu Hen felt that the Dragon Robe Celestial Official was deliberately delaying him and Qingxi.

Wu Hen appreciated the intention.

But the words were too many and too dense, and the logic was unclear. Wu Hen simply didn't have the patience to listen to the end and decided to act against Leng Shu.

It was quite normal that he couldn't sense Leng Shu's position at first since the convergence of the Three Senses was similar to drawing a panoramic map of Tongtian City with oneself as the center and radiating outwards, like sound waves, needing a bit of time.

As the Dragon Robe Celestial Official was preaching, he did not allow his subordinates to act, which gave Wu Hen the chance to search for Leng Shu with full concentration. Once he locked onto this person, Wu Hen directly crossed countless city streets and used the ancient ability "Echo Flash" to appear undetected behind Leng Shu.

It was a palm charged with power, slapped across Leng Shu's face.

In order to let his Senior Sister Qingxi hear the sound of this dog-beast's teeth hitting the ground, Wu Hen had specifically chosen the angle to ensure that he could slap Leng Shu directly into this place, also giving those Human Officials, Earth Officials, and Celestial Officials of Tongtian City a good look. The Human Emperor you're worshipping is just an old dog under my fists and kicks!

Leng Shu was beaten so that his hair was disheveled, and from his nostrils, eyes, and corners of the mouth, blood continued to flow.

He was furious at the incredibly strange sneak attack and also astonished by Wu Hen's terrifying strength!

"Hehehehe, it turns out you've also succeeded in Soul Casting," laughed Leng Shu suddenly. "Indeed, you are someone not to be underestimated. I believe it won't be long before you will have a share in the position of the Human Emperor. You could have hidden away until your cultivation caught up with mine and then sought revenge. But no, you insisted on making an enemy of me today for the sake of this insignificant woman!"

Leng Shu walked out from the wreckage of the relief, the wounds on his body rapidly healing under the entwining of Holy Breath, like tendrils. He wiped the blood from his cheeks with the back of his hand, then smeared the golden blood onto his half-long hair.

His hair, in an instant, became rose gold, looking noble and sinister.

His eyes were fixed on Wu Hen, exuding a bristling intent to kill...

"But how do you know whether I used all my strength when I initially fought with you?" Leng Shu suddenly unleashed his golden-red Holy Flame, which caused his Holy Robe to billow and his hair to whirl, as his whole person underwent a metamorphosis from mortal to the wild posture of a Demon God!