Alien Dust

Chapter 607: The Wrath of the Red-robed Saint

A golden meteor fell straight towards the bloody street.

The red-robed saint slowly raised his head and calmly looked at the living person falling from the sky.

The living man fell heavily between Ming Yi and the Red Robe Saint, and the surrounding area was full of ripples caused by the disorder of time and space. These ripples did not cause damage to any surrounding matter, but would cause optical distortion of all matter, like a pool of water with waves constantly surging.

After brushing off the dust on his body, Wu Hen crawled out of the golden meteor crater.

He turned around to look at Ming Yi, whose face was already a little unrecognizable, and grinned, saying, "Finally you made it. It was so hard for me to find you."

Ming Yi felt like she was hallucinating before she died.

The plan that Grandpa had set up just a moment ago was actually realized the next moment? ?

She had no idea what happened during the process. The most important thing was that the person who came to rescue her was Wu Hen. In other words, before she stepped into this vortex of time and space, Wu Hen had reached a higher dimension, and his memory of himself was not erased due to historical correction.

He, like the extremely terrifying red-robed saint in front of him, is an existence that cannot be tampered with by the laws of time.

"Which era are you from, future warrior?" The Red Robe Saint was not in a hurry. He had already wiped out most of Ye Nuwa's people. No matter whether they were the remnants of Ye Nuwa or their descendants summoned with the help of Nuwa's time ability, he could wipe them all out tonight!
"Are you the Sage Caiqiong?" Wu Hen asked politely while looking at the man with such a terrifying aura.

"Why do you have the holy soul of my Jade Emperor Qilin in your body?" The red-robed Saint saw through the totem holy soul possessed by Wu Hen at a glance, and his brows furrowed.

"Because I am your descendant, my name is Cai Ting..." Wu Hen said.

The red-robed Saint Cai Qiong's brows were squeezed together, and his handsome facial features were as red as a bitter gourd. It can be seen that he was also surprised by this situation and found it a bit unbelievable.

Fortunately, under the law of time, this kind of thing does happen.

Moreover, since Wu Hen has the Jade Emperor Qilin in his body, this shows that the totem blood flowing in his body cannot be fake.

"In that case, you take care of her for me." said the red-robed saint Cai Qiong.

"That won't work. Her child is my descendant and your descendant as well," Wu Hen said.

"She is pregnant with your child?" The red-robed saint widened his eyes. As the supreme god of this land, he would not feel surprised or strange about anything that happened in the world, but he could not remain calm about what was happening before his eyes.

"Well, if you kill her, it would be the same as killing your eleventh-generation granddaughter-in-law and your twelfth-generation grandson."

"That's nonsense. I don't think she is pregnant." The Red Robe Saint used his powerful spiritual perception to examine her and found that the woman was not pregnant at all.

"If we work hard, we will have it next year." Wu Hen said sincerely.

When the red-robed old man heard this, he was furious.

This kid actually made fun of him. If he didn't have the real totem bloodline, how could the Red Robe Saint listen to his nonsense? He would have just slapped the clown to death.

Ming Yi felt that she was a bit heartless most of the time. She didn't expect that Wu Hen, who had traveled through time and space to the Shura battlefield, was even more heartless than herself. He was still saying such a hellish joke at this time. "Do you also think that my decision is wrong and you want to travel through time and space to stop me?" The Red Robe Saint is worthy of being the True God of the Universe. Even in the time and space of three hundred years ago, he had already figured out where these people who fell from the sky came from and why they came.

He did make a decision that determined the fate of all mankind, which was to annihilate the lineage of Ye Nuwa.

But this decision is bound to have a greater impact. That is, all the thriving people of Nuwa will be destroyed in the future. They can no longer grow perfectly in their own greenhouse like the Ye Nuwa lineage, and grow to be strong enough to contend with the vast majority of gods in the other dimension and resist all laws... The most important thing is that without Nuwa, no matter how powerful the gods are, they will be trapped to death in this Cangchu prison, and no one, including him, will be able to escape.

Cai Qiong cannot prove whether this decision is right or wrong at the moment... But people three hundred years later have returned here through the surviving goddess Nuwa to activate the law of time and stand on the opposite side of him. This has proved to a certain extent that his current decision is likely to have an extremely bad impact on Cang Chu's descendants.

In just a moment, the red-robed sage Cai Qiong sorted out all the causes and effects, so he was also questioning Wu Hen whether he wanted to stand on the side of Ye Nuwa's lineage to overthrow their entire Cangchu's native gods!
"It has nothing to do with right or wrong. The changes of the times have not undergone any qualitative changes because of any decision you made. We came back here not to stop the fight between you. You are just standing on your own standpoints. There may be hatred and conflicts of interest instigated by villains, which have been unintentionally caused... No matter what the reason is, it doesn't matter anymore. In the following hundreds of years, Cangchu has suffered from the destruction of countless lives and the torture of high-dimensional erosion. The Nuwa lineage has also become a rat crossing the street, and countless Nuwa civilizations have been buried in the wasteland..." Wu Hen did not expect that this sage had already predicted the future, so he sincerely described the scene three hundred years later.

"Is that so? Even if we have reached my level, we cannot change our fate of being imprisoned here?" Saint Cai Qiong's eyes were a little confused. At this moment, the complexity of his eyes was very similar to that of Cai Lan who was standing at the top.

"There is still a glimmer of hope. Please allow us to cross the seven-colored mountains and seas. We will plant the seeds of hope for the human race there. We are all Nuwa's people. We were like this ten thousand years ago, a thousand years ago, now, and three hundred years from now... If no one reaches the other side of Tiancang and steps into a higher-dimensional world, we will never know how the sky was broken, and what disasters flowed down to erode the land we live in." Wu Hen said.

"Is that the Infinite City three hundred years from now?" Shengxian Caiqiong raised his head and pointed at the mirror world emerging in the sky. Through his divine eyes, he could clearly see all the human race, including the Nuwa lineage, living together.

In just three hundred years, all the deep hatreds have been diluted by time. Cai Qiong issued his will to the entire Holy Sect not long ago, requiring all members of the Holy Sect to kill any descendants of Nuwa on sight. However... three hundred years later, his will seemed like a wisp of floating clouds.

His own wrath of God was nothing compared to the years, which made Cai Qiong feel extremely sad.

"Yes, that is the Infinite City three hundred years later. You can see the one standing in the Purple Jade Tower. She is your eleventh-generation granddaughter. Her name is Cai Lan. Like you, she stands at the top of the entire Cang Chu..." Wu Hen pointed to the sky.

In the eyes of others, what they saw was just an incomparably brilliant divine star, but Wu Hen and Cai Qiong had both reached a high dimension. Their eyes could cross the time pit and the time dimension to clearly see Cai Lan's figure and her appearance.

The moment Saint Cai Qiong stared at Cai Lan, his expression changed completely.

"Ye Kuishou indirectly killed his daughter..." Ming Yi said to Wu Hen in a weak voice at this time.

The leader of the Ye Kuishou is none other than the leader of the Ye Nuwa lineage.

This war is not only related to the positions of both sides, but also involves too many grievances and entanglements. It is not something that can break out at any time, but is the result of many events superimposed on each other. It is definitely not something that can be mediated by a few words from them in the future.

"Go away. I won't make things difficult for you, but I won't let go of any of Ye Nuwa's descendants, including those from the future. I need to give an explanation to my children. Blood debt must be repaid with blood!" Red-robed Cai Qiong withdrew his gaze, as if he was taking back his endless longing from another irrelevant person, and finally turning it into a killing spree that could not be changed by any external factors!
Things in the future are what people in the future will have to face.

What he had to do was to make the entire Ye Nuwa lineage bury his daughter alive!

"If you really want to change this history, what you should do is to travel back two months earlier than now and do your best to prevent that tragedy. My kindness was wiped out the moment my daughter died..." The anger in the Red Robe Saint's heart did not calm down when he saw Cai Lan, who looked somewhat similar to his daughter. Instead, it was completely ignited.

In fact, the anger in his heart never subsided.

He just released it calmly!

(End of this chapter)