Alien Dust

Chapter 406: Meeting the War Song Alliance Again
Wu Hen couldn't help but look back.

When you don’t know it, when you see darkness you will just think it is a black wall.

But when he realized something, the protective shield given by ignorance was shattered, and the nerves in his body suddenly tensed up. When he stared at the darkness in the basin, what he saw was a bottomless abyss, and he had been jumping on the edge of this abyss before!

The chill instantly froze his world into an ice field, making Wu Hen unable to move his legs.

He tried to fight it with his spirit, but found himself sinking deeper and deeper. He was completely dominated by the fear of the unknown and could not move.

Breathing became difficult, and Wu Hen was sweating profusely, oozing out of his skin.

He did everything he could to retract his gaze, and then began the hypnosis method that he was once best at.

I can’t see, I don’t know, I understand nothing.

I was just a happy and ignorant little floater who accidentally flew past the Azure Dragon in the sky and thought it was a beautiful green mountain...

Hypnosis really works sometimes.

After telling every nerve in my body that there was nothing in the mysterious basin, my body was finally able to move.

He took a step forward and walked out of the basin.

The moment he finally stepped out of the mysterious basin, Wu Hen collapsed on the ground, his trouser legs soaked with cold sweat. Once upon a time, he was also scared like Cha Cha when she just stepped into the other world!
"Xiaoyi, what is that?"

Wu Hen hurriedly hugged the thick sword tail of his adoptive father and asked cautiously.

Xiaoyi said that he didn't know what it was, but it was definitely a life form of a very high level and a totem from the ancient god period.

Perhaps he was on the verge of death too many times, and suddenly an idea emerged in Wu Hen's mind. If he could use this mysterious and terrifying totem to forge his soul, wouldn't he be able to walk sideways in the entire Cangchu Divine Realm? ?

But even this tiny thought seemed to be captured by the totem creature in the mysterious basin. In an instant, the mysterious basin turned into an earth-devouring force, expanding and expanding, and turned into a black hole in the uninhabited deep space, swallowing up all matter and thoughts!

“I’m so wrong!!”

Wu Hen ran away, not daring to even think about it again.

He ran very fast. The ancient Qilin, who had escaped from this dangerous place earlier than him, turned around and found that this extremely arrogant human was almost ahead of it.

The mysterious basin behind them seemed to disdain to bother with such humble lives as theirs and did not pursue them relentlessly.

When they reached a relatively safe area, Wu Hen and Taigu Qilin, two brothers in distress, looked at each other...

The ancient Qilin stared at Wu Hen with a look of contempt as if he were a fool, and snorted.

Wu Hen got angry and summoned the ominous bronze spear, intending to finish the unfinished battle with the ancient Qilin.

"Hmph, just be my soul-casting obediently, Qilin dog!"

Wu Hen rushed forward, and the ominous bronze spear in his hand stirred up a surging black river flood.

The ancient Qilin was injured and frightened, and was unwilling to fight with Wu Hen anymore, so it turned into a ball of lightning and floated to the far end of the earth.

Just as Wu Hen was about to give chase, his legs went weak and he slowed down a bit, leaving the ancient Qilin hundreds of miles behind.

It seems that the side effects of hypnosis have shown up. My calf muscles have just realized that they had just escaped from the gates of hell. They had been holding on in order to survive, but now they have recovered and are starting to tremble violently.

"You can't run away!"

Wu Hen has already mastered the ancient Qilin's method of escaping into the sky. He only needs to follow the arcs of lightning cruising in the air to find the ancient Qilin.

"You chase him first, I'll be there soon!" Wu Hen threw the ominous bronze spear in his hand.

The ominous bronze spear was wrapped by the surging turbid water and turned into a turbid water green dragon, chasing the ancient Qilin along the earth's rock layers.

Wu Hen quickly adjusted his breathing on the spot to restore his body's energy. There would be a tough battle ahead, so he couldn't rush. The best thing was not to lose him.

……

On the scorched soil, lightning as thick as rivers was flowing on the surface of the ground. As the ancient Qilin flew here, all those thin and dense streams and rivers of lightning converged together, forming a dense river of thunder on the empty land!
The ancient Qilin stopped and began to absorb and exhale the spiritual energy between heaven and earth.

It was also regulating its breathing, but after a while, it saw a hidden green light on the ground behind it, following it like a dragon. This made the ancient Qilin extremely angry, and it opened its mouth and spit out a destructive lightning curtain towards the ominous bronze spear!
The unknown bronze spear didn't dare to get close, so he could only stare from a distance.

The ancient Qilin took another step and ran across the land of Leichuan. The area it ran through formed magnificent raised thunder hills.

Suddenly, the ancient Qilin found a human figure in front of it. It immediately stopped, angry and confused, and didn't understand how this useless human could catch up with it and even run ahead of it.

But when Qilin saw the person in front of him clearly, he found that something was wrong.

Not the same human being.

Moreover, behind this human being there was actually a huge group of people, who looked like the masters of an entire cultivation sect, clearing the land and displaying all kinds of magical powers to fly into the sky and escape into the ground.

"The Ancient Thunder God Qilin!!!"

The eyes of the leader became extremely hot. He looked at the ancient Qilin with great excitement and directly called out the name of the ancient Qilin!
Thunder God Qilin!

The red crown totem above the golden cloud totem!
Isn’t this the perfect soul-casting totem that I have been looking for?

Leng Shu stood there, unable to take his eyes away from the Thunder God Qilin. With just this one glance, he had already thought of where in the holy mausoleum to bury his golden bones after his death. And only those who have reached the highest priesthood in the entire Totem Holy Sect are qualified to be buried there after death. It is said that it is possible to reshape their souls and be reborn ten thousand years later!

"The Totem of Thunder God, it is the supreme holy soul in the entire Holy Sect. Senior Brother Leng Shu, God must have been moved by your sincerity to let you meet the Thunder God Qilin here!" Yin Zhiyu said immediately.

Their entire War Song Alliance stepped into the heart of the sky together and faced severe natural disasters. Many people actually couldn't hold on any longer, but hard work pays off, and they actually encountered a supreme and rare totem. It was truly heaven's help!

The more than 300 members of the Holy Sect also widened their eyes and stared at the Thunder God Totem with gleaming eyes.

Compared with those totems outside, this Leigong totem is too majestic and powerful. If the Jinxia and Zidan totems on the second mountain are generals and ministers, then this Leigong totem is the real emperor, extremely domineering!

"Set up the formation!! Quickly set up the formation for Senior Brother Leng Shu. No matter what, we must help our Senior Brother Leng Shu forge this Holy Soul of Thunder God!" Yin Zhiyu shouted loudly.

Everyone's spirits were high. For many people, they had never even heard of the existence of Leigong Qilin. Now that they had witnessed such a magical sacred beast with their own eyes, it seemed as if they could also get a share of this opportunity.

"Strange, this Leigong Qilin has many wounds on its body, as if it had just experienced a fierce battle not long ago." Cai Yanbin of Lishan School said at this time.

"Isn't that even better? With Senior Brother Leng Shu's strength, it should not be difficult for him to challenge this Thunder God Qilin. Now that this Thunder God Qilin is injured, the chances of success in forging his soul are higher. Let's all work together to forge a soul for Senior Brother Leng Shu. We will also witness the rise of a new Saint Luo in our Holy Nation!" Yin Zhiyu mobilized everyone's emotions.

There were more than 300 people, and each of them was extremely drooling over it. The Thunder God Qilin was too shocking and too domineering. Whoever obtained such a cast soul would become the pride of the entire Holy Nation. However, they also knew that it was impossible for them to defeat the Thunder God Qilin with their strength. The only one who was qualified to obtain this cast soul was their Senior Brother Leng Shu.

"I, Leng Shu, will never forget your heroic deeds today. Regardless of whether the soul forging is successful or not, I will give each of you a secret book of sacred decisions!" Leng Shu said immediately.

Holy Decrees are consumables in the Holy Sect, especially some powerful spells, which are very effective in battles of the same level. Therefore, Holy Decrees are also hard currency in the Holy Sect. Even if you don’t need them yourself, you can sell them to others and exchange them with others at an equal value. They are also excellent gifts for upward social interaction.

There were more than 300 people, and each of them was given a copy.

Leng Shu's family is extremely wealthy.

But compared with forging the holy soul of Thunder God, this act of giving away money is just a scattering of rain.

……

There were more than three hundred people, and they all cast holy walls with different effects. Some of them were like mountains, turning the side of the ancient Qilin into a golden mountain screen that was difficult to cross; some people's holy walls were continuous cliffs, and when their spells were stacked together, they became a huge wall of the earth that was difficult to break; other people's weaker holy walls were connected together to form a long wall of holy breath that meandered in this space, forming a three-dimensional maze-like barrier.

The spells cast together by so many Saint Sect masters were truly spectacular, as if they were building a number of golden palaces and sacred mountains on this vast plain.

At the same time, the ominous bronze spear had led Wu Hen here. Before he could react, he was enveloped by his fellow disciples in this magnificent golden wall. This made Wu Hen frown!

Why is it so unlucky?
We actually encountered this group of people from the War Song Alliance, and they came out in full force.

"Why is it you?" Leng Shu saw Wu Hen coming from another direction through the gorgeous wall of light.

"I was surprised too. I was chasing this ancient Qilin all the way, and was about to use it to forge a soul, but I didn't expect to meet you brothers... Well, you are worthy of being the heroes of the War Song Alliance. You actually spent so much holy energy to block its way for me. Thank you, thank you, Senior Brother Leng Shu, you are such a kind person. I admire you. After I succeed in forging a soul, I will never forget you all." Wu Hen smiled and bowed politely.

The expression on Leng Shu's face didn't change much, his eyebrows were slightly furrowed.

He did not speak immediately, but just glanced at the wound on the ancient Qilin's body, and then looked at Wu Hen who was holding the ominous bronze spear.

"It was you who was chasing this Thunder God Qilin and injured it?" Cai Yanbin of Lishan School asked in surprise.

As soon as these words came out, Leng Shu immediately pursed his lips to express his dissatisfaction.

"What else could I do? I'm the only living person in such a big place. If I didn't hurt it, the ancient Qilin could have hurt itself. I have played against it many times. You see, it recognizes me." Wu Hen pointed his hand towards the ancient Qilin.

Sure enough, the ancient Qilin snorted at Wu Hen with extreme disgust, which roughly meant - get out!

(End of this chapter)