Otherworldly Desert Dust

Chapter 111 - 96: Crazy Cold Dishes

The giant golden spirit began to gradually disperse, no longer as powerful as it initially was.

Suddenly, the Ying Snake coiled around the giant golden spirit, releasing an energy chain around it!

"Bang!"

The last bit of brilliance from the giant golden spirit finally got crushed and turned into countless golden dust lights.

In the distance, Xiao Chong’s face was pale as he took another gulp of elixir, trying hard to regulate his breathing.

But this time, it was obvious that he was struggling to catch his breath, and no matter how hard he tried, he couldn’t mobilize the Holy Power within him.

"Senior Brother, I have done my best, the rest is up to you!" Xiao Chong shouted loudly.

After speaking, Xiao Chong quickly retreated to a further distance.

He did not approach the other Holy Sect disciples, seeming to never trust his fellow sect members.

Wu Hen frowned. This Xiao Chong was so cautious; he had hidden himself, making it difficult for Wu Hen to kill him.

"Junior Brother, even with low cultivation, you must not fish in troubled waters. Go and scrape off the neck fuzz of the Ying Snake," Senior Sister Qing Meng’s voice came from behind Wu Hen, her tone serious.

"What’s special about that neck fuzz?" Wu Hen asked.

"I’ve observed for a long time. The neck fuzz is the Ying Snake’s tactile sense, able to detect vibrations in the air. Haven’t you noticed that every time there is a threatening attack, it dodges skillfully? That’s why our siege couldn’t harm its vital points?" Qing Meng explained.

Wu Hen’s attention had been on his fellow disciples, so he naturally didn’t notice this detail.

But this surprised him greatly. Could a creature with such a strong tactile sense really perceive air fluctuations?

Any powerful energy would inevitably cause the air to tremble. If it could detect the energy gathering and pouring in, it could naturally react in time to avoid its vital areas.

"Understood. Just me going alone, I’m afraid..." Wu Hen hesitated.

"They will assist you. The second layer of the Ying Snake’s hard membrane has been completely broken. If we destroy its senses next, we can kill it," Qing Meng said.

At this point, Wu Hen couldn’t refuse anymore.

What a pity that he couldn’t catch up to Xiao Chong...

However, Xiao Chong didn’t trust his fellow disciples, hiding immediately after exhaustion. If Wu Hen chased after him forcibly and Xiao Chong died, the disciples would surely suspect Wu Hen as a traitor.

Moreover, Xiao Chong would most likely be on guard if he saw Wu Hen inexplicably searching for him. Killing him wouldn’t be easy.

For now, it was best to stay with his fellow disciples, at least to show them that he was working hard. Wu Hen’s ultimate target was Gu Yue. Observing his battle with the Ying Snake was necessary.

"Whoooosh!"

Suddenly, the Ying Snake opened its mouth and exhaled a fierce wind!

The fierce wind spiraled, sucking in the surrounding eerie mist.

The highly concentrated eerie mist was actually toxic. As the fierce wind grew stronger, it became a toxic whirlwind, moving laterally toward the Holy Sect disciples.

The toxic whirlwind wasn’t fast, but its range expanded as it moved.

Several disciples were lifted by the toxic whirlwind, the poison gas flooding their throats and seeping into their skin.

When they landed, their entire skin turned green.

Having been exposed to the eerie mist for long, the poison had already accumulated in their bodies. Now, with the toxic whirlwind’s onslaught, their bodies underwent toxic transformation...

"Swish, swish, swish!"

The Dou Yi came with electric blades. As soon as the Sub-Snakes lunged, they got sliced into fine pieces.

Wu Hen’s speed also significantly improved. After landing on the Ying Snake’s neck, he swiftly dashed along its thick neck, his electric blades tearing the Sub-Snakes into shreds...

The Sub-Snakes held decent nutritional value. Little Yi got busy, his formed Black Void Little Witch Dragon seeming to have nine heads, creating numerous afterimages.

The neck fuzz was thick and dense. From the senior brother’s perspective, Wu Hen should have been devoured entirely by the Sub-Snakes. Little did he know, Wu Hen was dashing inside the neck fuzz like a high-speed harvester.

The Ying Snake turned its head, sensing the removal of its neck fuzz.

Despite its vast size, it didn’t notice Wu Hen, who had embedded himself into its "neck wrinkles," instead spotting the hovering sturdy senior brother.

Its precise vertical pupil immediately locked onto the senior brother, and then the crystal pupil started generating intense heat, emitting a large amount of fiery flames from its eyes!

"Zzzzz!"

Comparable to a giant laser, the Ying Snake’s eye beam was even deadlier than its breath, directly vaporizing the Holy Sect disciple!

"Beast!" Senior Sister scolded angrily, a Holy Light Sword appearing in her palm, and she slashed it at the Ying Snake’s head from a distance.

Above the Ying Snake’s head, a massive Holy Radiance Sword appeared out of thin air, its blade reaching thirty meters, striking the Ying Snake’s forehead heavily!

The forehead opened a long gash, and blood sprayed out.

After taking the sword, the Ying Snake’s head crashed heavily into the sea, sending waves surging.

Its anemone-like neck began to fall apart, one Sub-Snake after another soaking into the sea, like stranded congers...

At the same time, Wu Hen rolled out from the tangled neck fuzz, taking advantage of the Ying Snake’s disorientation, and used his Dou Yi to quickly dive into the sea.

The Dou Yi excelled at underwater maneuvers. Wu Hen, with the now exhilarated Little Yi, darted through the sea like a marine king.

After a brief daze, the Ying Snake rose again, still unaware that someone had shaved its neck.

Though it indeed sensed surrounding spatial fluctuations, there were too many strong energy ripples from the Emperor Mecha and the Holy Sect disciples. Wu Hen’s energy ripples were too negligible to notice, and the Ying Snake never suspected that such a small man, seemingly unworthy of its attention, was the one who ravaged its neck like a maniac!

...

Wu Hen swam in the sea, planning to observe quietly.

With the Ying Snake’s tactile sense greatly reduced, Gu Yue and Qing Meng would likely put all their effort into killing it. Wu Hen could then reap the benefits in the end.

While swimming, Wu Hen suddenly heard the sound of metal being struck from the seabed.

Out of curiosity, Wu Hen approached and saw a large boulder on the seabed crushing an Emperor Mecha!

It was the Red Eagle!

It was pinned at the bottom, with seawater seeping into its cockpit.

The pilot was desperately kicking and hitting the broken shield, but it didn’t budge. He would soon drown.

"This pilot is talented and worth saving," Wu Hen thought, impressed by the Red Eagle pilot.

The Red Eagle pilot had shown courage and wisdom, being both brave and cautious. Despite piloting the weakest mecha, he had repeatedly dodged the Ying Snake’s deadly attacks, providing valuable energy-charging time for the other mecha.

Nuwa God End had a long road ahead, needing skilled pilots like the Red Eagle pilot for protection. Wu Hen wasn’t as cold-hearted or selfish as the Holy Sect disciples.

Wu Hen swam to the seabed and, using the power of his Dou Yi, tore open the Red Eagle Mecha’s shield, pulling out the unconscious pilot. Wu Hen then swam out of the seabed with the mecha prodigy.