Alien Dust

Chapter 412 Disaster
The Blood Spirit Rope was still spreading, swallowing up the sky and the earth.

Wu Hen felt that he had to draw his sword. If he was a little slow and was suppressed by the opponent's mysterious magical power, he might not even have the chance to draw his sword, and all his cultivation would be sucked away by the opponent.

But soon, Wu Hen discovered that the Blood Spirit Rope's swallowing speed had slowed down, and it had slowly been left behind him, and was even moving in another direction as a whole.

"Eh, he didn't catch up?" Wu Hen was a little surprised. "Could it be that he went after that Qilin?"

That's good, I escaped a disaster.

Leng Shu is indeed not an ordinary character. Not only is he good at disguising himself, but his strength is also hidden so deeply.

Tianxuan Holy Decision...

That is something that even cold-blooded women desire. It is really exaggerated and terrifying that Leng Shu, who has been struggling in the foreign land of the Holy Sect, has such an adventure and has mastered the Tianxuan Holy Decree.

It's not that Wu Hen didn't want to wipe out the root of the problem and kill this enemy here, but ever since he accidentally entered the mysterious basin, Wu Hen always felt that a pair of eyes were staring at him. If he used his sword to kill Leng Shu, who had exploded in strength, Wu Hen seriously suspected that the guy in the mysterious basin would be the one to take advantage of the situation.

"Whoo~"

Wu Hen stopped where he was and took a few breaths.

He took a look at the bloody demonic scene that had already gone away, and he was also still feeling a lingering fear.

When the day comes when I have cultivated to the Saint Yuan realm and can master the Tianxuan Saint Jue, I will definitely grind this hypocritical Leng Shu to ashes!
"Huh Huh Huh Huh~~~~~"

Suddenly, a strange rhythm entered Wu Hen's ears, and the fourth-level hearing sense quickly sent an alarm to Wu Hen's brain, and the harsh feeling and palpitations also came with it!
Wu Hen turned around suddenly, only to see that the mysterious basin not far away was rapidly expanding towards him again!
It was like the mouth of a glutton, swallowing up the earth, and the speed was so fast that Wu Hen had no time to react.

The holy breath wrapped around his feet. Just as Wu Hen was about to take a step, the ground beneath his feet disappeared. Then, an extremely strong mysterious force bound every inch of his body, and then dragged him deeper into the mysterious basin little by little.

"Wu Hen, what are you doing here? Are you trying to show off by doing the moonwalk?" At this time, a familiar voice sounded.

Wu Hen looked and saw the miniature Bai Ze flapping his wings and flying towards him.

"Don't come over, there are strange things!" Wu Hen shouted hurriedly, telling Bai Ze not to get close.

But when the words came out of his throat, the sound was strangely swallowed up. Wu Hen's voice could not be transmitted to Bai Ze who was not far away.

The silly Bai Ze thought that Wu Hen was playing tricks there, so he flew into the mouth of the abyss demon like a little snow-white swan.

"Wow!!!!"

As Bai Ze approached, he immediately realized something was wrong and then let out a scream like an old sister-in-law.

It was also bound by this mysterious basin, and no matter what kind of magic it used, it could not escape from the expanding basin.

Not long after, Bai Ze was reunited with Wu Hen.

"You bastard, why didn't you tell me that you were trapped? Why did you keep waving at me to accompany you to hell?" Bai Ze cursed.

The sound can only be heard when you get close enough.

Wu Hen was also speechless and said angrily: "I told you not to come over. Who waved at you? I told you to run!"

"What the hell is it that dares to harm me? When you see its true face, don't wake it up. I will teach it a lesson first!" said Bai Ze.

"I don't know what's in this mysterious basin. I just fled in this direction to avoid Leng Shu's Tianxuan Dafa. I had kept the distance just right, but I didn't expect this basin to rush towards me." Wu Hen said.

Wu Hen actually has a little plan.

That is to wait for the perverted Leng Shu to catch up, and then dive directly into the mysterious basin.

Leng Shu's Tianxuan Dafa is to plunder everything, so his Blood Spirit Rope will definitely penetrate into the mysterious basin and lead out the strange and terrifying life in the basin. At that time, Leng Shu will fight with the creatures in the mysterious basin, and then he will draw his sword in the end, become the oriole, and harvest two fat and high-quality ingredients.

It’s a pity that Leng Shu didn’t pursue her.

What's even more regrettable is that the life in the mysterious basin has set its sights on me. Perhaps it was because I had been hanging around it several times, which annoyed this ancient and mysterious being.

"Okay, I'll pretend to be dead now and fight it for a while!" As a divine beast, Bai Ze is fearless.

The mysterious basin is a mysterious black hole that can expand and contract. As for what is in the deepest part of the basin, according to Wu Hen's speculation, it should also be a totem.

Wu Hen has been in this world inside the heart of the sky for a long time.

This mysterious basin has actually been used as a safe haven by Wu Hen many times. Whenever he could not withstand the wind, frost, thunder and rain outside, Wu Hen would hide here.

At first, when Wu Hen didn't know that every time an extreme disaster occurred, a totem descended, he thought that there was some special temple nearby that could provide divine protection to prevent this place from being eroded by any extreme disaster. But after witnessing the awe and fear of the ancient Qilin towards this place, Wu Hen realized that there lived a life here that was superior to all the extreme disaster totems, and its breath was so strong that it was not affected by the extreme disaster field at all.

"This guy has a familiar aura." Bai Ze suddenly said. The two were slowly approaching the center of the basin, where a large amount of dust was floating. The dust was affected by a certain force field and was swirling around an ancient monument in an orderly manner.

It is unknown how many tens of thousands of years the ancient stele has existed, and it is covered with weathering spots that can only be left over from a long period of time. It is not very majestic, nor is it very heavy, but it contains an unpredictable mutated divine power that makes the divine beast Bai Ze feel both familiar and an inexplicable panic.

"Have you seen this thing?" Wu Hen asked seriously.

Wu Hen knew that this ancient monument was not the terrible totem, but an ancient artifact that suppressed this totem.

"Let me think about it." Bai Ze tried hard to recall.

"We are about to be dragged into the ancient monument!" Wu Hen emphasized.

"Can you get away with this?"

"No."

"That's terrible. Let's go in and fight it. If we can't beat it, we'll just cheat. What are we afraid of?" Bai Ze said.

"Could you please stop plagiarizing my ideas and learning those weird words! That's Xiaoyi, a living being with flesh and blood, my most loyal and reliable alien partner. He's not some cheat!" Wu Hen said.

"I don't know what you're thinking."

……

Wu Hen and Bai Ze finally fell into the ancient monument.

The moment he approached the ancient monument, the surrounding world changed again. Ancient and splendid mountains and rivers rose up, and prosperous and long-standing cities emerged. Wu Hen only felt that he had come to another world of scrolls. He had accidentally entered an ancient fairy mural. Otherwise, how could the scenes here look both real and dreamy?
The ancient city is like a mirage on the misty island of Penglai.

The sacred mountain sways like a flame.

Wu Hen never expected that there was another world in this ancient monument. These layers of nesting doll-like embedded small worlds made Wu Hen more and more aware of what it meant to have one flower, one world, one tree, and one bodhi. Perhaps the composition of the life universe is like this, just like the cell civilization in the body. No matter how healthy and happy they are, they will never think that their existence is to serve a person who works like a cow or a horse in society. And humans who work like cows and horses will not realize that they may be cells of a cosmic divine body, or cancer cells.

When an embedded world is orderly and spiritual enough, its authenticity will not be doubted, just like a dreamer will not question the absurdity of the dream as long as he does not wake up; just like the characters in a book will not realize that they are in a story no matter how spiritual they are.

Wu Hen had seen the world of painted scrolls.

It is a mythical pure land.

Although Wu Hen still seriously suspects that the place is a scroll collected by a certain high-dimensional god, there is no doubt that the rules operating there are real, forming a complete and spiritual ecosystem.

The ancient monument and mountains and rivers that he stepped into at this moment was obviously an imitation.

No matter how similar the original is to the imitation, there will always be some inconsistencies.

The ancient stele and mountains and rivers are imitating the world of the painted scroll. This is the consensus reached by Wu Hen and Bai Ze after breaking in here.

As expected, there are magnificent mountains and cities in the ancient monument and mountains and rivers, but there are no different kinds of mythical creatures, no people who work from sunrise to sunset and rest from sunset to sunrise. The empty mountains and rivers are only scenery, without a single living soul!
A painting without movement has no soul no matter how gorgeous it is.

The same brilliant world without living beings is no different from a deserted prison.

Wu Hen and Bai Ze wandered in this embedded world with several layers, and found that the deeper they went, the more illusory it became. If we use the current ideas of the metaverse and virtual games to explain it, it would be a nesting doll-style copy: the deeper it goes, the more perfunctory it becomes. The designers are not good enough and are just being lazy.

"The world of fake scrolls." Wu Hen made this assessment very straightforwardly.

Bai Ze was still observing. He smelled a familiar scent, which meant that there existed a divine beast from the same period as him.

The totem that Shengzong mentioned is actually the ancient beast. Some of them who had made contributions to the common people in ancient times have ascended to become immortals and gods, while those who are still struggling in the wilderness and the mortal world have become totems.

Bai Ze also came from that era and witnessed the fall and ascension of countless ancient totems.

The scent it smelled came from the era when heaven and earth were separated.

What puzzled it was that this familiar aura should have ascended long ago, and was either living in the world of the painting scroll or retiring in some divine land. How could it be suppressed under such an ancient monument, and then use its vast magical powers to create a place so similar to the world of the painting scroll?
You know, the world of the scroll was created by eight gods. They can be called creators, and they will not easily interfere with the reincarnation of all living things...

And there is obviously a totem here, and it is still in this mortal world.

"Is this guy also a poor imitator?" Wu Hen already felt something approaching.

"The original work was created by eight gods... and this guy created such a mountain and river scroll by himself. How much weaker do you think he can be than the eight gods in our scroll world? I know who he is!" Bai Ze said.

"Hurry up, this chapter is about to end!"

"Si Zai!" Bai Ze uttered the name of this god.

(End of this chapter)