Otherworldly Desert Dust

"Leng Shu, Senior Brother, what are you doing??"

"Our cultivation is regressing!"

"How is that possible? Even if someone dies and their Dao vanishes, their realm should not regress!"

Leng Shu stood a distance away from the crowd. He didn't respond to everyone's shock and questions, instead continuing to devour voraciously.

The Spiritual Breath wandering in this world was his Spiritual Drink; the several hundred members of the War Song Alliance standing on the ground were his nourishment. He was plundering recklessly!

"This is the Great Forbidden Technique, the Tianxuan Suoyuan!" Finally, someone recognized this technique.

"Everyone, don't panic. Senior Brother Leng Shu is merely borrowing everyone's Holy Power for a moment. After the battle ends, he will return it, and the regression of cultivation is only temporary!" At this moment, Yin Zhiyu spoke up to calm everyone down.

"Nonsense!! Do you really think we don't have brains, like melon bugs! He's plundering our realms, we will be drained into mere mortal flesh, not a trace of Holy Power or Holy Veins left!" Finally, someone sobered up and roared angrily.

"Senior Brother Leng Shu, please stop this Tianxuan Saint Decision, don't steal our cultivation, this is worse than killing us!!"

"Leng Shu, we respect you as our Senior Brother, yet you choose to turn into a crazed demon, how is this different from harming your own sect members!"

Everyone reacted, immediately turning their hostility towards Leng Shu, who was siphoning their cultivation.

At this moment, Leng Shu was like an Ancient Demon Emperor, floating mid-air. The Blood Spirit Rope radiated from his body, weaving a Blood Spirit Nest in the world, trapping everyone as if they were moths caught in a spider's web.

"A mere Holy Infant Practitioner, and yet you more than three hundred people haven't defeated him after so long. How can this not dishearten me? These past days, I've given my all to help you, searching for Totems, standing up for justice, teaching you Holy Cultivation Techniques. All in the hope that you would spare no effort to help me when I needed it. But look at yourselves, if you ask yourselves honestly, if you exerted all your strength, could this kid really have survived until now??"

Now, Leng Shu finally spoke. His voice thundered like a war drum, ready to shatter the listeners' eardrums.

His words silenced all the members of the War Song Alliance for a moment.

But still, there were those who were indignant. One person loudly rebuked, "Even so, you have no right to strip us of our cultivation. Lord Saint Luo would never allow such a Great Forbidden Technique to be used on fellow sect members!"

"Yes, what difference does it make from killing us??"

"This is War Song Mountain, if you use this Tianxuan Saint Decision against us, aren't you afraid we'll go to the Holy State afterward to accuse you!"

Nearly two hundred Holy Sect Masters, they are not nobodies in the Holy State either. If Leng Shu were to commit such an outrageous act, he would certainly be condemned by the entire Holy State, seen as a cruel Demon Cultivator!

"You all disappoint me! Since you're unwilling to put any effort in, then sacrifice the culmination of your lives' cultivation to me. Instead of biting and fighting each other in a muddy pond, dragging each other down, it's better for all of you to lay beneath my feet, Leng Shu, and become meat steps for me to ascend to the Dragon Gate Heavenly Realm."

When one attains Dao, thousands of bones wither!

Such is the way of Cultivation.

Wu Hen, witnessing Leng Shu reveal his truest self, somehow felt less awkward about it.

It's like a pigsty; the butcher isn't kind for not killing the pig, it's merely because the pig isn't fat enough!

But is this the Tianxuan Saint Decision??

Not long ago, Wu Hen had come across a volume he couldn't even understand the contents of, naturally offering it to the Cold-blooded Woman.

Yet witnessing Leng Shu employing this Tianxuan Saint Decision today still gave Wu Hen a considerable shock. Wasn't this an outright full screen Absorption Star Technique??

With such a technique under control, even a person of average talent would rise to the peak of the Cultivation Realm in no time as long as he was careful enough!

Now, Wu Hen understood how Leng Shu's legendary life came about, and why he reached the Holy Origin Realm without even having a Holy Soul...

The spread of Leng Shu's Xuantian Technique continued, the enormous Blood Spirit Nest covering heaven and earth, ensnaring everything, even the Ancient Qilin, within his Xuantian Technique.

Wu Hen possessed the Death Omen Law.

While Leng Shu used this terrifying Devil God Power, he fled into the distance.

Behind him, incredibly powerful Blood Spirit Ropes gave chase, a force as bizarre as it was strong, suppressing all his own energy, akin to Da Xuan Technology's Forbidden Magnetism.

Leng Shu's strength was two entire realms above his own, and he was a Mahayana practitioner of the Holy Origin Realm. Even if he was to employ Advanced Saint Techniques and Earth Xuan Saint Techniques, both could pose a threat to his life, let alone the Tianxuan Saint Decision that makes the entire Holy Sect tremble!

The Tianxuan Saint Decision was far more powerful than the Earth Xuan Saint Technique by countless times. Wu Hen's Death Omen Law was activated; just a bit slower, and he would share the same fate as those Holy Cultivators, drained of Holy Power and reverted to mere mortal flesh!

In this Sky Heart, various Extreme Disaster Totems roamed; their appearance always accompanied by terrible calamities. If they regressed to mortal flesh, they wouldn't be able to survive in this environment!

"You've got some talent, and you'll definitely become a threat in the future. I won't be able to rest easy until I get rid of you!" Leng Shu's demonic voice boomed like thunder, reaching Wu Hen even from a great distance.

Wu Hen was sprinting across the ground. Unless he drew his sword, he had no means to contend with such Tianxuan force. The current strength of Leng Shu was very close to that of a high-dimensional life. Once his Soul Casting succeeded, one of the seven thousand brilliant stars under the Sky Dome was sure to be his divine seat.

However, killing him now with a sword draw seemed somewhat inconsequential. Even if he drained all the allied Cultivators' Cultivation, he remained a Holy Origin Realm Holy Cultivator, not reaching the nutritional value of a Black Unihorn.

"Roar!!!!!" Suddenly, the Thunder God Qilin let out a mighty roar. It unexpectedly unleashed the Ancient Divine Power and broke free from Leng Shu's Blood Spirit Rope.

There were dozens of the Blood Spirit Ropes entwined around the Thunder God Qilin, their suppressing and binding power came with rune curses. Even those with higher Cultivation than Leng Shu had difficulty escaping. Each time this Tianxuan Technique was used, Leng Shu would become the overlord of this world, but at the cost of burning his lifespan.

The Thunder God Qilin obviously had hidden some of its power, and at the critical moment, it shook off the Tianxuan bonds, transforming into a bolt of lightning and escaping towards the sky.

Leng Shu's face darkened extremely.

He glanced at Wu Hen fleeing in another direction, then at the Thunder God Qilin flying off towards the horizon.

If he pursued, neither Wu Hen nor the Thunder God Qilin could escape his Tianxuan Saint Decision. However, these two were very clever, running in different directions, meaning Leng Shu could now only choose one of them.

Should he chase Wu Hen, thoroughly eliminating that lurking danger to prevent him from growing into a significant threat to himself later, or should he pursue the Thunder God Qilin, completing the crucial Soul Casting that had taken so much time?

Under normal circumstances, Leng Shu would choose Soul Casting without hesitation.

After all, the purpose of his trip was single: including the use of the Tianxuan Saint Decision, which would consume his lifespan, he did all this to eliminate any accidents and safely complete the Totem Soul Casting...

But every additional glance at Wu Hen made him feel that if he left the boy alive, he would undoubtedly become a major hidden concern—and his intuition had always been accurate over the years!

"Leng Shu, what are you doing??" Yin Zhiyu suddenly spoke up, interrupting Leng Shu's thoughts.

"This boy cannot be left alive!" Leng Shu firmly declared.

"The Thunder God Qilin is the key to your journey. If you obtain its Soul Casting, you will be on par with the Qilin Venerate, an unrivaled being. That kid does have some crafty tricks, but after all, he's just a Holy Infant Practitioner. Even if you drain all his Cultivation, it would hardly be significant for your improvement!" Yin Zhiyu said.

Yin Zhiyu was the only one who hadn't had his Cultivation drained. He had long since formed a tacit pact with Leng Shu.

Leng Shu fell into hesitation again, watching the Thunder God Qilin about to escape from his sight, but his heart was reluctant to let go of such a huge threat.

"My intuition won't be wrong. This person must not be allowed to leave alive—he must be nipped in the bud!" Leng Shu said, with a touch of determination.

"Even if he is also a matchless genius, do you think he will be able to keep up with you after your Soul Casting success??" With the Thunder God Qilin, you could stand at the same height as the Qilin Girl. Don't you have confidence in yourself??" Yin Zhiyu said.

These words sobered Leng Shu a little.

He slowly withdrew his gaze.

"Sigh, they say women lead to one's downfall. You've been affected by Qingxi. You're no longer the obscure little Cultivator from five years ago. Seize the Thunder God Qilin, and the whole Holy State will revere you. A woman like Qingxi, who has been eliminated by the surging tides, is no longer what you need. You just can't overcome the obsession from back then!" Yin Zhiyu continued to persuade.

Yin Zhiyu really didn't want Leng Shu to miss such a critical opportunity to Soul Cast over a momentary impulse.

"Heh, you'd better watch your words!" Leng Shu's tone changed, carrying a hint of threat.

"If you ascend through Dragon Gate, I can follow you to Heaven. Besides, you'll need me to take care of the aftermath for you," Yin Zhiyu was not afraid, clearly understanding that Leng Shu needed him.

Leng Shu spoke no more and ultimately gave up the chase for Wu Hen, flying towards the direction of the Thunder God Qilin.

Blood Spirit Ropes were densely spread across the sky and land; wherever Leng Shu passed by, these terrifying Blood Spirit Ropes appeared, as if a cursed demonic cavern had suddenly descended.

Seeing that Leng Shu finally made the wise choice, Yin Zhiyu also let out a sigh of relief.

So many people's Holy Power had been drained by Leng Shu, which had only allowed him to ascend one minor realm, showing that their collective contributions weren't enough.

Fortunately, with Leng Shu's successful Soul Casting, more people would flock to him seeking a strong leader. When the time was ripe for another harvest, Leng Shu could reach the Saintly Leader Realm, and at that moment, Yin Zhiyu would be seen as the chief contributor, second only to Leng Shu himself.

"My fellow brothers, I, Yin Zhiyu, am not a heartless man. You can leave on your own. As long as you can live and escape, I and brother Leng Shu will continue to take good care of you. Undoubtedly, you all have done significant deeds for brother Leng Shu," Yin Zhiyu said with a hint of sarcasm, proudly surveying the nearly two hundred people.

Wu Hen had killed over a hundred.

Leng Shu had crippled the remaining two hundred...

Thus, the entire War Song Alliance was essentially annihilated!