Otherworldly Desert Dust

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Upon hearing that Wu Hen had perished in the Desert Dust, Shen Wenhai and Tu Shanlan also hurried over in a frenzy.

However, upon arriving at the house, they found Wu Hen leisurely drinking afternoon tea, cradling a small Dragon Spirit coiled into a dragon cluster, feeling as if reality and fiction had peeled apart, unable to discern whether Wu Hen treated the journey through the Otherworldly Dust as a mere game or deeply believed this to be his true home.

"Lord Wu Hen..."

"It's alright, it's alright. Having an extra life is there to be used; even though I am a peerless talent, brave and unmatched, there will be times when I stumble," Wu Hen said with a calm demeanor.

"Over there, it's absolute chaos. For some reason, all the Red Zhe of Insect Island have gone mad, swarming out. It's said that quite a few powerhouses from the Totem Sacred Sect and the Yinji Sect have died, truly terrifying," Tu Shanlan said.

Now the whole Red Port was focused on the Death Omen Yuan You, but the difficulty of acquiring it far exceeded the expectations of many forces.

For some unknown reason, despite the heavy losses suffered by the major Human Clan forces, they continued to pour into the mysterious Red Palace as if obtaining the Death Omen Yuan You could grant them complete Ascension.

Now, because of the Death Omen Yuan You, what had turned into a war between Red Port and the Red Zhe, with some of the strongest among the Human Clan also joining in.

Wu Hen had come into close contact with the Death Omen Yuan You.

The thing was truly too tempting; if the Master of the Totem Sacred Sect saw it, he would probably go mad for it as well.

With many forces in Red Port, as the strong allure of the Death Omen Yuan You spread, the military forces invested by the major Human Clan forces would only increase, and Wu Hen was also clear about just what kind of terrifying Alien Insects occupied the Red Palace, making the battlefield more intense. Jumping into the fray at this time would be nothing but cannon fodder.

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At the very least, he had already obtained half of it!

He had already made a fortune.

"You continue to relay the news of the battle at Insect Island to me, and I'll act depending on the situation," Wu Hen said.

"Your body has dissipated, which means you'll have to cultivate your Physique from scratch," Tu Shanlan pointed out.

Wu Hen was aware of this.

The Nuwa God End may protect his soul, calling it back

But the flesh had essentially ceased to exist, and the reborn body could not maintain its original state.

What to say, Wu Hen had finally reached a Third Rank Physique, and had just refined the Golden Organ Holy Blood... but compared to half a piece of Death Omen Yuan You, Wu Hen still felt he had made a huge profit.

Whether it was the Third Rank Physique or Golden Organ Holy Blood, with the Taste Spiritual Awakening, he could cultivate and recover in a short time.

"Actually, it's still okay. If we pray to the Nuwa God End, there's hope to forge a Third Rank Physique for Lord Wu Hen, it just needs some time," Shen Wenhai said.

The Nuwa God End had changed over the past five years; if there were ample Yuan You Mines, she could directly forge a Second or even Third Rank Physique for Spirit Awakeners...

Even if she could swallow the Longevity Sect and obtain a Yuan You Mine, the Nuwa God End could forge a Fourth Rank Physique for certain special humans, allowing some Spirit Awakeners with great potential to have powerful combat capabilities in the Desert Dust from the moment they were born.

"Actually, I have another idea," Wu Hen said.

If the Nuwa God End needed time to reconstruct a Third Rank Physique for him, he could employ the most primitive method.

Using someone else's account!

With all the forces in Red Port and Insect Island fighting so fiercely, there would inevitably be some whose spirits collapsed or became lost. Since the next step was to adopt a strategy of theft, then theft should be carried out to the fullest extent.

"Ah?? You plan to take the Death Omen Yuan You as an Awakener??"

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Hearing Wu Hen's idea, Shen Wenhai and Tu Shanlan both broke out in cold sweat.

Wasn't this just too insane?

Awakeners, for the most part, were weak and sickly, mentally disturbed, and the control over whom they would awaken within was unpredictable.

Now, with the battlefield at the Red Palace so frenzied, a Lost One in the midst of it was no different than a civilian wielding farm tools amongst the slaughter of war...

This was too risky and fraught with too many unknowns!

"Just tell me, is there a way for me to awaken at the Red Palace?" Wu Hen asked.

The white wormhole was impassable without enough adenoid fluid.

And having just lost a life, it would take some time for Nuwa God End to fashion a new body for him, especially one with a Third Rank Physique...

Yet, his mind still lingered on the other half of the Death Omen Yuan You.

While all the Human Clan Forces of Red Port were covering for him, he didn't need to confront a thousand tyrant tiger armors head-on, and the Purple Emperor Butterfly's Purple Death Curtain couldn't touch him. Wasn't this the perfect opportunity to steal the Yuan You?

The direct way back to the battlefield of the Red Palace was through awakening. Regardless of whose body he would wake up in, as long as he could get hold of the Death Omen Yuan You, his soul could instantly return home, safe and painless—a surefire win!

"We have actually mastered the technique of regional awakening..." Shen Wenhai said with some difficulty.

He felt it prudent to consult Chief Li on this matter.

Wu Hen had no more chances for resurrection. If something unforeseen were to happen after his awakening, it would be true death, a devastating loss of a peerless prodigy for humanity.

"Then it's settled, half a Yuan You isn't enough to satisfy my Little Yi," Wu Hen stated.

"Half??" Shen Wenhai and Tu Shanlan expressed their confusion.

"Oh, did I not tell you that I'd already seized half of the Death Omen Yuan You? The most unsolvable death curtain has essentially been cracked by me," Wu Hen recalled and then informed both of them.

Shen Wenhai and Tu Shanlan exchanged glances.

They had thought Lord Wu Hen's mission this time had ended in total failure.

They had also only recently received the news that Death Omen Yuan You was suspended above an Insect Race Red Palace, guarded by the terrifying Red Zhe Insect, with swarms of tyrant tiger armor threatening to nearly annihilate the first human force to set foot on the silver territory!

In such a scenario, Death Omen Yuan You was not an object of Human Clan's aspiration.

Seeing Wu Hen return from death, they realized that the previous information was severely lacking; the Death Omen Yuan You was of too high a level, and their power far too feeble.

Little did they think that Wu Hen, despite having died, had actually acquired half of the Death Omen Yuan You...

This was already staggering. The Totem Sacred Sect and Yinji Sect, those top-tier powers, had suffered heavy losses, not to mention True Martial Floating Land, Longevity Sect, Magic Cube Star, Hao Clan's Ark, and others. Recent news had it that these subordinate civilizations were forcibly driven into Insect Island by Totem Sacred Sect and Yinji Sect with the goal of wearing down the power of the Red Palace.

Even the Longevity Sect incited some defectors from the Divine Realm of Nuwa to serve as cannon fodder on the battlefield.

"As long as they see the Purple Emperor Butterfly, no one can resist madness," Wu Hen stated earnestly.

Wu Hen also realized why the Purple Emperor Butterfly intended to lead him step by step into despair!

It sought to brew his fear, to allow this primal terror to spread like a virus to every individual in Red Port, creating widespread racial oppression.

The entire Red Port was coveting the Death Omen Yuan You.

And what of the Death Omen Yuan You? It was hunting humanity just the same.

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