Otherworldly Desert Dust

The male and female Dragon Nim recognized Wu Hen's intent.

It no longer opened its malevolent mouth to swallow everything but instead shook its body, resembling a zombie fish crawling with countless rotting flies, causing the Guanyin Worms parasitizing its decayed skin to collectively attack Wu Hen.

These Guanyin Worms exuded an evil aura, possessing both the alien characteristics of the Insect Race and the essence of all the hellish creatures known throughout human history. Some of these Guanyin Worms were as large as ancient trees thousands of years old, while others were only the size of seedlings. Wherever they passed was filled with the stench of decay, creating a domain where even the air was infected biochemically.

Wu Hen saw that the decaying domain formed a gray canopy, which then transformed into a gigantic, terrifying claw smashing down towards him!

Wu Hen knew that without passing through the army of Guanyin Worms, it was impossible for him to reach the internal cosmos of the Dragon Kun. He glanced back at Mingyi.

Mingyi quickly understood and transformed all the remaining energy inside her into the Vermilion Bird Flame, ready to escort Wu Hen.

The number of Guanyin Worms was vast, and they began transforming again, forming an airborne labyrinth. Meanwhile, Mingyi's Vermilion Bird Crown Radiance, like a flickering torch in a cave, couldn't dispel the dark world formed by the Guanyin Worms, only able to illuminate a limited area.

These undying Guanyin Worms were impossible to completely eliminate, continuously flying out from the surface of the male and female Dragon Kun, their density rivaling that of real rock layers.

Even if Wu Hen swung his sword with full force, he only managed to tear open a small crack. At this rate, he would be consumed clean by these Guanyin Worms before reaching the internal cosmos of the Dragon Kun.

"You just move forward; I won't let them stop you," Mingyi said at this time.

A veil of mysterious mist appeared on Mingyi's cheeks, her face subtly changing as if covered by a thin veil with the visage of a goddess on it.

As if responding from another space-time, Nuwa Yan's presence enveloped Mingyi, adding a layer of bright moonlight around her, resembling a Divine Robe, granting her the most ancient Divine Power.

Mingyi held her hands in a delicate gesture, mimicking Nuwa's creation action, gently exhaling a breath.

In the next moment, the green aura in her hands turned into mythical cloud birds.

The mythical cloud birds burst forth, swirling around Wu Hen and Mingyi, their fragrant aroma purifying the filth released by the Guanyin Worms.

With this escort of mythical cloud birds, Wu Hen finally approached the oral cavity of the Dragon Kun. This mouth was spewing saliva more horrifying than lava by ten thousand times, the saliva weaving into a scarlet purgatory. From the small human perspective, what lay before Wu Hen could be described as an inescapable ocean of magma.

Wu Hen suddenly accelerated, breaking through the protection of the mythical cloud birds and entering the purgatory chamber of the Dragon Kun alone. He formed the Immortal Sword Technique, transforming the Black Divine Death Sword in his hand into numerous Ark Giant Swords, sailing through the magma ocean.

Finally reaching the throat area, formed jointly by the male and female Dragon Kun, it was filled with terrifying decomposition storms capable of disintegrating any excessively massive energy, including the powerful creatures they devoured.

At this moment, Wu Hen felt as if he had entered a factory with material decomposition, he and other mountains and creatures swallowed by the Dragon Kun were being placed on a conveyor belt, drawn into a giant grinder, ground into countless particles, and sorted meticulously, transported to different stomach worlds within the Dragon Kun.

The Seven-Colored Mountain and Sea's hundreds of mountains had already turned into remnants, and Wu Hen also saw several rivers stretching thousands of kilometers broken into segments, like noodles swallowed and injected into the Dragon Kun's stomach.

He had experienced such a devouring process before; skillfully, protected by the Death Sword Ark, he charged into the central stomach shared by the Dragon Kun, which served as the entrance to its internal cosmos.

...

As Wu Hen was actively devoured, the Dragon Kun became noticeably more vigilant.

It seemed to need more energy to deal with the intruder within its internal cosmos, turning its devouring target toward the Infinite City connected beyond the Seven-Colored Mountain and Sea.

Within the Infinite City, gods were gathered, all of which were life energy to it. To empower the indigenous inhabitants of its internal cosmos, it needed not only to devour mountains but also enough living beings to replenish its internal kingdom with Spiritual Energy.

The massive body of the Dragon Kun moved, finding heaven and earth somewhat unable to accommodate it. Slowly, it opened its mouth to swallow the sky and earth, then suddenly inhaled.

"Hooo!!!"

With this inhale, everything instantly turned to dust, like falling into a rapid river flowing into the Dragon Kun's mouth, while the dust simultaneously dragged the vast space, sucked in as the gods witnessed a terrifying scene: the whole world they occupied was rapidly pouring into the Dragon Kun's mouth. Whether noble gods or ordinary cultivators, all seemed to be wrapped in a heaven-and-earth pancake, entering the Dragon Kun's esophagus.

This scene shook two time-spaces. Even the present Infinite City was subjected to the same force. People were shocked to find that toward the setting sun of the Infinite City, the silhouette of the Dragon Kun emerged, displaying the same devouring power, consuming everyone in the Infinite City!

Such terrifying power left all gods in fear. Never could they have anticipated that despite defying fate and continuously evolving, they were still so insignificant. Is this truly the strongest cosmic life form beyond Cang Chu?

...

"Dragon Kun, you dare underestimate me!" the Red Robed Saint Cai Qiong, furious, said.

Absorbing the mythical soil wasn't of Cang Chu's world, and he could ignore it, but this Dragon Kun was greedily trying to consume all the gods born in Cang Chu over the past century, an act equivalent to obliterating Cang Chu itself.

Cai Qiong finally acted, turning into a Heavenly Qilin, summoning the Cosmic Thunder God Mountain. At this moment, his figure was just as majestic, standing no less than the Dragon Kun.

Also a First-Class Star God, Cai Qiong was far from a mere flying insect in front of the Dragon Kun, having his power capable of threatening it as well.

The Heavenly Qilin stepped in, directly flattening the reversing space. Cai Qiong leaped again, transforming into a beam of dazzling purple light, charging at the male Dragon Kun, despite being alone, yet just like billions of Thunder God Heavenly Generals, he was crusading against an ancient evil beast!