I became a saint through my son's boasting.

The group of lesser demons, armed with various weapons, charged forward menacingly, but just as they were about to get close, their eyes suddenly widened.

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh!"

They bent their knees and slid down to their knees in a collective manner.

"Your Majesty, spare my life!"

"Your Majesty, spare my life!"

They were terrified, for the man in front of them suddenly transformed into a real dragon, its head alone, lying on the ground, was like a mountain.

so horrible.

They surrendered on the spot.

Bu Qingshan reverted to human form. Looking at the group of desert demons, he calmly said, "From now on, you will serve as my son's attendants, understand?"

"Yes, Your Majesty!"

The group of little demons nodded hurriedly, not daring to breathe.

They were certain that this king was countless times more terrifying than the Sand Dune Ancestor, and that he would be the absolute overlord of this desert.

"From now on, I am your leader, understand?"

Er Gouzi transformed back into a three-meter-tall muscular dog, standing tall and proud, exuding a sense of arrogance and swagger.

"Understood, Commander!"

These lesser demons dared not be negligent. This dog was clearly a favorite of the king, someone they couldn't afford to offend, and it seemed to be stronger than them as well.

Time goes by.

For the next two weeks, every day some minor desert demons, and even some major demons, would come to Bu Qingshan to pay their respects.

They had initially been skeptical when they heard that an incredibly terrifying being had arrived in the desert, so they came to investigate with a mixture of belief and doubt.

Upon seeing it, I was immediately speechless.

This is the instinct for survival; when facing that man, they were afraid that if they knelt down too late, they would perish on the spot.

so horrible!

How could such a terrifying being exist in this desert? Even the human royal ancestors of the surrounding countries weren't this strong.

"I wonder what the Sand Dune Ancestor's attitude will be."

In this desert, a large number of monsters live, and many desert monsters are waiting for the Sand Dune Ancestor to make a statement.

That is the ruler of this desert.

"Splash—"

On this day, the oasis where Bu Qingshan lived was shaken, and a huge tornado appeared on the horizon, forming a sandstorm.

The sand over there began to collapse, and the resulting large pit continued to extend, as if some giant object was moving beneath the desert.

Finally, a colossal creature burst forth from the sand.

It was a creature resembling an earthworm, with the part protruding above the ground measuring three thousand meters long, and its total length estimated to be over ten thousand meters.

It has no eyes; its head has only a large, round mouth filled with countless sharp spikes, which is terrifying.

"It's the Sand Dune Ancestor!"

"That's terrifying."

A group of little demons who were playing with Chen Qian suddenly trembled and lay on the ground in fear.

"You mere insect in the Dragon Transformation Realm, you dare to fight me?"

Bu Qingshan stood on the sand, his clothes fluttering, and looked up at the ferocious and enormous monster with a smile on his face.

Compared to that monster, he was like a grain of sand.

"Thump!"

The giant sandworm stared at Bu Qingshan with its unique senses, and after a moment, it slowly lowered its proud head.

Its body lay flat on the sand, and since it seemed unable to speak human language, it let out a low growl.

"Hiss! The Sand Dune Ancestor has submitted!"

"It's unbelievable. The Sand Dune Ancestor has ruled this desert for hundreds of years, like a god, yet he has a day when he has to submit to humans."

The little demons gasped in shock.

At the same time, they felt even greater awe for this mysterious king. Just how terrifying was the king's power? It was simply unimaginable.

"It seems your intuition is quite sharp, but even so, I still want to show you my strength, lest you become reckless in the future."

A glint flashed in Bu Qingshan's eyes!

Wow!

The next moment, the sandworm felt the whole world turn black, and only a pair of enormous eyes remained between heaven and earth.

The pupils of those eyes were like two burning suns, staring at it with such intense heat that they almost obliterated it.

"Knock knock knock knock..."

It trembled with fear, kowtowing repeatedly on the ground; the terror was ingrained in its soul and could never be forgotten.

Bu Qingshan soared into the air, standing atop the giant sand worm's head, and spoke majestically:

"From this day forward, I am the Lord of the Sand Dunes. From this day forward, the monsters of this desert shall not attack passing caravans or travelers."

"Those who disobey will be executed without mercy!"

His voice, carried by the desert wind, spread far and wide, reaching tens of thousands of miles away.

Countless desert monsters trembled in fear, while some camel caravans in the desert were first taken aback, then overjoyed.

"Long live the Lord of the Dunes!"

"Blessed Lord of the Dunes!"

Many members of the caravan knelt down on the spot, tears welling in their eyes.

Every time they crossed this desert to trade, they were on tenterhooks, practically risking their lives. Now, their safety is finally somewhat guaranteed.

While it's not entirely safe, it's certainly much better than before. That person dared to call himself the Lord of the Sand Dunes, so he must be a true powerhouse.

"What? The Lord of the Dunes?"

"Bullshit!"

Two spider demons, who were chasing a camel caravan, paused for a moment, then sneered and continued their pursuit.

You think you can just say you won't kill them and then you won't?

The desert is so vast, how many people do I kill that you'll see?

"Bang!"

A spider demon raised its enormous spider leg and pierced through a camel, causing the rider to fall to the ground, screaming in terror.

"puff--"

The next moment, a destructive force descended from the sky, and the spider demon exploded on the spot, its spider legs flying everywhere and falling apart.

"hiss!!"

The remaining spider demon gasped in horror, then collapsed to the ground, frantically begging for mercy: "Lord of the Sands, spare me! Lord of the Sands, spare me!"

It was terrified.

Similar scenes occurred in every corner of this desert, and even the sandstorms were filled with the stench of blood.

"Heh, defying the wind and committing crimes, courting death."

Bu Qingshan sneered.

He couldn't monitor the desert every second, because that would be exhausting, but giving it a taste of its power was no problem.

His primordial spirit power spread out completely, easily enveloping the desert and controlling every movement.

......

Several months have passed in the blink of an eye.

Chen Qian is seven years old.

Because he spent a long time hanging out with a group of monsters, his personality changed and he seemed to have been corrupted.

He remained kind, but became more mischievous and full of bad intentions, running rampant in the desert and causing chaos.

Many monsters were tricked by him, but dared not speak out against him.

In this desert, he became a demon-like being, causing all monsters to tremble in fear.

At dusk, a camel caravan was traveling through the desert, their shadows stretched long by the glow of the setting sun.

"Haha, now we don't have to worry about monsters when we travel through the desert. It's really much safer than before."

"Praise be to the Lord of the Dunes."

"However, now that this desert trade route is safer, more and more people are running trade routes, so the profits are not as high as before."

"That's normal, things are valued for their scarcity. But even though you earned more in the past, it was uncertain whether you'd make a living or not. It's not as stable as it is now."

"Yes, praise be to the Lord of the Dunes."

The people riding the camels started chatting.

"Hey! Robbery!"

Just then, an arrogant voice rang out.

Everyone turned to look.

A seven or eight-year-old boy stood on a sand dune, blocking the setting sun and casting a dark shadow that looked menacing.

"Where did this child come from?"

"Could there be another caravan camped nearby?"

The crowd was somewhat puzzled.

Just then, the little boy stood on the sand dune, practiced a set of boxing moves by himself, and began to recite poetry:

"I am the young prince of Sand Dune, capable of subduing demons and composing poetry! Today I've come to rob the rich and powerful, so quickly give me some delicious food!"

The caravan members were all taken aback.

Then someone glared at him and yelled, "Where did this little brat come from? Where are your parents? Are they camping behind the sand dunes?"

He marched aggressively toward the sand dunes.

The next moment, a large group of strange figures appeared behind the little boy, including scorpions, lizardmen, snakemen, and dog-headed men, all showing off their muscles.

"Oh, this!"

Everyone was dumbfounded.