Otherworldly Desert Dust

Chapter 137 - 115 Monsters that can Summon Spirits

After learning how to perform Holy Breath, Wu Hen no longer needed to be stingy when using Holy Power.

He condensed the Holy Power in his legs and began to take large strides forward. With each step, he could leap ten meters ahead, truly traveling a thousand miles a day like a practitioner.

Arriving at the Lonely Peak, Wu Hen used all four limbs to start climbing to the mountaintop.

On the cliff face, a large amount of blood flowed down from above. These bloodstains contained Thunder Crossing Particles that were restless, sometimes erupting like flames and scorching the surroundings, or transforming into arcs of electricity, piercing through the hard rocks.

"This Thunder Crossing is kind of strong. Little Yi, can you absorb it?"

A broken sword floated beside Wu Hen, with its broken part showing a virtual image, like the tail and back of a young dragon swimming in the air.

"Whoosh~"

Little Yi hopped around Wu Hen joyfully, indicating that it liked this Thunder Crossing very much, as it was elite food to it.

The Black Divine Material itself carried Thunder Power. Thunder Crossing, this violent substance entwined with fire and thunder, perfectly matched its previous condition.

"That’s great. Today, we must take down this Thunder Crossing Tai Peng!" Wu Hen said with firm conviction.

Since Little Yi’s divine power had degenerated, it was hard to find suitable supplementary food elsewhere. But in this Scroll Realm, mythical species were as common as dogs, not only allowing Little Yi to eat until it returned to its original state but also hoping to advance to another realm— provided that Wu Hen could defeat them!

Little Yi was unable to participate in the battle anymore; everything depended on Wu Hen.

Nevertheless, isn’t that how it is between father and son, supporting each other!

"Zzzzzz~~~~~~~~~"

More and more Tai Peng blood pooled at the mountaintop, forming a golden thunderfire spectacle. From a distance, it looked as though the mountain had transformed into a Super Saiyan’s hairstyle.

Wu Hen stepped into this thunderfire wonder, immediately feeling his breathing become labored.

The energy produced by the opponent’s blood partially obstructed his breath, explaining why the weak often swiftly collapsed when faced with experts, overwhelmed not just psychologically.

"No rush, first adapt to the aura here, even if it’s the berserk thunderfire, it’s still a force of nature."

Wu Hen took deep breaths, trying to feel this tempestuous energy.

Calm and fearless, he even actively embraced this natural breath, whether it was tranquil, gentle, friendly, manic, frenzied, or fierce, understanding their essence and using them for himself.

As similar thunderfire agitation gradually appeared in his chest and lungs, the initial feeling of oppression and suffocation dissipated.

When taking another deep breath, Wu Hen felt no difference here from ordinary nature, except slightly thinner air.

"Little Yi, hold this in a bit."

Wu Hen took out a hemp rope, tied a hunter’s knot, and looped one end around Little Yi.

Little Yi, fitted with the rope, eagerly ran around Wu Hen. Before Wu Hen could finish speaking, he was already wrapped up like a dumpling, leaving only his mouth free to talk.

"Ah, yes, yes, yes, when I start fighting the Thunder Crossing Tai Peng, wait for an opportunity to tie it like this. This hemp rope is made from Ancient Dragon sinew, which has the effect of isolating Demon Breath. The Thunder Crossing Tai Peng is too ferocious. If it unleashes its power, we’re as good as finished... All right, you’ve had your fun, can you untie me now?"

Since Little Yi had degenerated, the entire baby dragon seemed especially lively and innocent.

In the past, it was an extreme minimalist; unless there was food or a big fish, it wouldn’t budge from its nest.

Now, Little Yi wandered out frequently, and the entire village knew that Wu Hen kept a Broken Sword Dragon, occasionally playing and conversing with it.

"Fine, if you haven’t had enough fun, I’ll just keep adjusting my breathing."

"Hey, Little Yi, don’t you think the golden lightning around us is getting denser?"

Moving as fast as lightning, Wu Hen darted across the mountaintop.

The Thunder Crossing Tai Peng took flight, wielding the Blood Halberd to strike at the darting Wu Hen on the peak!

The halberd’s streaks carved horrifying marks, slicing the peak into rocky fragments, and causing large chunks to roll down the mountainside.

While outmaneuvering the Thunder Crossing Tai Peng on the mountaintop, Wu Hen noticed the peak was vanishing... How could such an imposing peak be whittled down like bamboo shoots? Was this Thunder Crossing Tai Peng really in a gravely injured state?

"Waaa!!!"

The Tai Peng suddenly hovered between the peak and the sky, alighting beneath the clouds.

Like a golden lightning rod, countless golden lightning bolts poured into its body, making the already fierce Tai Peng’s body grow divinely furious, as if possessed by Lei Zhenzi!

Wu Hen looked up, horrified.

A roc turning into lightning? What was this summoning god power about??

Can mythical species be this unrestrained!

Wu Hen’s mind went blank. Why hadn’t the Thunder Crossing Tai Peng used this summoning god power when battling the Ancient Clan?

Mountain wild beasts invoking gods!

Is this reasonable??

Wu Hen doubted the Ancient Clan had run out of excuses for a banquet, sending him to deal with the Tai Peng without making it reveal its trump card!

"Little Yi! Plan change. Run!!"

Wu Hen turned his head, saw the fearless Little Yi holding the hemp rope, ready to bind the newly empowered Thunder Crossing Tai Peng.

Little Yi knew to follow orders in critical moments.

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Seeing Wu Hen dart into the mountains, it also fled in another direction with the hemp rope.

The Thunder Crossing Tai Peng wasn’t interested in the dumpling rope. Its eyes were set on the juicy human dumpling. After summoning the god, its broken body would temporarily heal, driven and supported by the divine soul!

The vast mountains allowed the Tai Peng to leap across several ridges with a single flap of its wings. Its sharp divine pupils easily locked onto the scurrying Wu Hen, no matter the ravines he hid in!

"Waaa!!!!"

With a loud cry, the Thunder Crossing Tai Peng turned into countless golden lightning dots, ruthlessly charging into a ravine.

The mountains trembled, and many wandering Tianpeng Mountain Pigs turned into wild boars, scrambling into caves to escape.

In the ravine, Wu Hen and a young Tianpeng Mountain Pig ran together.

The young Tianpeng Mountain Pig wailed, confused about why the human followed it when the Thunder Crossing Tai Peng targeted him.

Wu Hen was equally anxious, urging the pig to hurry to its cave, questioning, "Aren’t you afraid of collateral damage?"

Finally, reaching the ravine’s end, Wu Hen discovered a pig cave!

No wonder the young Tianpeng Mountain Pig aimed to run home.

This natural pig cave was the perfect lightning shelter!

Recalling wielding a Nine-toothed Nail Rake once, Wu Hen swiftly discarded his noble dignity and crawled into the pig cave with the pig brother!