Alien Dust

Chapter 608: First-Class Star God

Behind the red-robed saint, a Qilin universe emerged!
He stood there, vast and boundless. People at any level were like dim stars. Even the crown light and starlight released from their bodies would be swallowed up by the red-robed saint.

As his anger erupted, a wave of destruction from the distant universe also hit. At this moment, Wu Hen felt like he was standing on his own planet, witnessing the collapse of a corner of the Milky Way and the solar system turning to ashes. Eventually, this calm cosmic wave of destruction would sweep over this tiny star and annihilate all lives like his own.

Annihilation is just a matter of time. It is transmitted like a distant light wave. Everything has already happened and cannot be changed.

Wu Hen's law of death was triggered the moment the other party made up his mind.

He was also extremely shocked in his heart. The strength of this Holy Sect ancestor was even stronger than Cai Lan described.

Facing Cai Lan, Wu Hen would not trigger the law of death in a second. At least he could find a glimmer of hope in the huge sense of oppression. However, the aura of death brought to him by this red-robed saint was no different from an ancient man standing on Earth and witnessing the destruction of the stars. This destruction was spreading at the speed of light. No matter how many tens of thousands of years the ancients spent developing, they would not be able to withstand this power.

This guy is definitely the strongest god in Cangchu's history and a first-class star god!
"Wu Hen... the person he wants to kill is me, go and do what you should do... I'm glad you came to see me for the last time." Ming Yi knew very well that neither the Ye Nuwa lineage nor the rising Nuwa lineage that had emerged from the quagmire in the modern era could defeat the red-robed saint in front of them.

The sense of oppression that the red-robed saint Cai Qiong brought to all mankind even exceeded the trampling that the purple-robed master had done back then. They were not even in the same dimension.

For a strong man like this, only time can kill him, but the extremely arrogant Ye Nuwa lineage stood against him and did something irreversible.

Ming Yi knew very well that his ancestors were lucky to survive the hands of this red-robed saint. Rather than saying that they, the people from the future, went back to the past in an attempt to change history, it would be better to say that the murderous intent released by this red-robed saint crossed time and space and traced back to the future. All the branches, leaves and roots of Ye Nuwa would be broken by him...

"Ming Yi, stop saying those pretentious words at this time." Wu Hen said unhappily.

"Am I being pretentious???" Ming Yi also seemed like the cat's tail was stepped on.

"Since he is my descendant, he is destined to be an emotional person. If he turns around and leaves, it means he is not worthy of being my descendant, and I will kill him; if he stays, he will be my enemy, and I will make you pay the price too!" The red-robed saint said coldly.

"As expected of the ancestor, he's quite morbid." Wu Hen also laughed.

The law of death has been triggered, which means that no matter what choice he makes, there will be the same result, at least it is the same whether he goes or stays. Wu Hen still needs to find other ways to break this deadlock.

"You...you even killed your own descendants, are you crazy?" Ming Yi pointed at the red-robed old monster and cursed angrily.

"After being passed down for more than ten generations, the bloodline has long been diluted. My descendants will be strangers in three hundred years. What does your life and death have to do with me?" The red-robed saint Cai Qiong said with some disdain.

As soon as he finished speaking, the Red Robe Saint raised one hand, and his palm instantly turned into the Heaven-Covering Divine Mountain, which was composed of densely packed lightning peaks. They fell and collided, and the vast holy breath of destruction had merged with the most active elements between heaven and earth, as if all the matter in the entire alien wasteland would become its weapons, destroying all enemies within his sight. You must know that the 10,000 ancient warriors before were all the strongest of the Night Nuwa lineage and the contemporary Douyi Star Palace, but when they formed the Star Clothes Corps, they were like a group of savages from a primitive tribe. Under the baptism of the Red Robe Saint, even life and death became random numbers.

At this moment, the energy can no longer be seen with the eyes. Wu Hen needs to mobilize all his senses to observe, observe the operation of this sky-covering thunder and lightning mountain, and find the weakest valley in this chaotic and disordered storm mountain range.

Even though it was the weakest valley, the power here was still 70% of Cai Lan's. Wu Hen should be thankful that he had received various encouragements from Cai Lan before traveling through time and space, and he should be even more thankful that he also possessed the Holy Soul of Qilin.

The shadows of the Jade Emperor Qilin appeared around Wu Hen, and they were interwoven with purple-gold light to form a magnificent constellation.

Wu Hen held the exhausted Ming Yi in his arms, transformed himself into a little purple-gold Qilin, and took the initiative to crash into the only valley in the Zhatian Divine Mountain.

The next moment, his five senses were oppressed by the terrifying energy. Even though Wu Hen hid in the energy trough, it was as if he had stepped into the lair of gods and demons. He used the thunder and lightning of the Jade Emperor Qilin to sweep away the annihilation thunder demon in the trough. Finally, after clearing a peaceful canyon, he suddenly stepped Ming Yi's head into his chest and released his holy soul!
The majestic lightning ridge collapsed, countless peaks fell, and terrifying faults emerged. A world-shattering collapse of thunder and lightning was unfolding. Ming Yi's delicate body was shaking violently. She could feel the anger of the Red Robe Saint, without a trace of mercy...

She was like a little red cardinal, curled up in a small nest in the valley during the collapse of nature. At the same time, there was a person with open hands, supporting the valley on the verge of collapse, trying to make this small valley a place of survival.

Ming Yi saw a face with red ears and blue veins exposed. He clenched his teeth. He looked great and real, just like when he single-handedly opened a window to the world for the goddess Nuwa. At that time, he was ethereal and huge, magnificent like a miracle, and now she could feel his breath and his warmth.

How did he become like this...

It was obviously the first time we met, and he was still unknown to everything. He was a newbie in another dimension who needed to be taught everything personally.

Maybe I shouldn't be obsessed with the vague future. It would be a very happy thing if I could witness his growth every step of the way.

"Wu Hen, I am Cang Ling. Your star mark does not need me. I am fictional. In order to let me escape from here, the members of the Star Palace who stepped into this time vortex with me chose to stay in this time and space, trying every means to survive, and created a false Cang Ling miracle through three hundred years. The Cang Ling that you have gone through so much hardship to find cannot change the fate of all mankind. It is just someone's selfishness..." Ming Yi finally told the truth.

Cang Ling is not an important star.

Her existence is meaningless.

They, Douyixing Palace, traveled through time to come here in the hope of changing history, but they only caused more trouble.

(End of this chapter)