Otherworldly Desert Dust

Young Gong Qin placed the Star Sword before her delicate nose and uttered the sword technique.

Soon, the sword in her hand split into two, then four, then eight... Layer upon layer of silver Star Swords quickly transformed into a rapidly moving cluster of silver sword clouds.

The sword cloud was magnificent, and as young Gong Qin pointed it towards Wu Hen's chest, the terrifying silver sword cloud unleashed a shocking Annihilation Sword Formation upon him!

Wu Hen turned into a scrambling chicken, using all his limbs within the White Mountain and White Sea.

The dreadful aspect of this sword cloud wasn't just the sword formation; it was that the silver sword cloud would always loom above one's head, automatically targeting until the target's soul was scattered before ceasing.

The White Mountains Wu Hen had hidden in were pierced like a beehive; he tried to delve into the deepest part of the White Sea, swimming into the crevices of its underwater trenches.

The pristine sea, originally as calm as a mirror, became dark and turbulent under the sword cloud's cover, with imposing silver swords plunging into the water, leaving dense holes like coal balls, only slowly recovering after a while.

These terrifying sword formations crashed deep into the ocean, embedding into the seabed's rocky layers. Fortunately, the White Sea's water and those sturdy mythic rock strata provided some defense, and the trench Wu Hen chose cleverly avoided the fiercest sword formation baptism.

"Cunning to the extreme!" Young Gong Qin scoffed coldly.

She glanced at the sword cloud and discovered it couldn't identify the enemy beneath the thick sea water, gradually dissipating away.

Once the sword cloud completely vanished, Wu Hen emerged from the seabed, a smug smile on his face, a smile that in young Gong Qin's eyes looked like that of an old ocean turtle.

Wu Hen naturally knew that after wielding powerful swordsmanship, one needed breathing control. He wanted to seize this opportunity to feed young Gong Qin some enchanting soup, but inexplicably, with a surge of anger, she even abandoned breathing control and surprisingly began the sword technique again.

Wu Hen was greatly astounded; what grudge or hatred was worth self-damaging one's Primordial Energy??

Young Gong Qin flew towards Wu Hen, her graceful form streaking elegantly through the white sea, seemingly transforming into an Immortal Crane, striking at Wu Hen with a noble and elegant force.

Wu Hen knew her Crane Transformation Sword Technique aimed to attack the enemy's vital points with absolute speed, delivering a killing blow with one strike.

This wasn't the time to rely on eloquent persuasion; Gong Qin, right now, was a Little Sword Immortal possessed by righteousness gone astray. No point discussing the duty of the world; her master taught her that this person must be decisively eliminated, as they are a plague, black and white as clear as day!

In this kind of Sword Immortal faction, the more single-minded one is, the stronger they become. Wu Hen sensed that Fairy Gong Qin's eyes were filled with swords: intimidating beings, unbound through heaven and earth. She transformed into an Immortal Crane reaching a mythic state, painting the vast white ocean with deadly brushstrokes that lingered long in its wake...

In the ocean, Wu Hen was like a dolphin pursued by a shark, intermittently leaping above the water and diving deep below, repeatedly using the complex seafloor's earth veins to elude this fairy-like flying beauty crane, but the Little Immortal Crane behind him stuck close. A slight lag and his heart would be pierced.

The water significantly resisted the Sword Immortal's might; Wu Hen had fled early to the White Sea knowing this fact. This tactic worked well against Spirit Awakener spirit-born Gong Qin but fell short for the unrelenting young Gong Qin. The Immortal Crane was close to striking his back, forcing Wu Hen into a water ballet-like graceful side flip.

Narrowly dodging the Crane Sword, Wu Hen countered with an Avalanche Palm!

Of course, an avalanche couldn't form underwater, but Wu Hen aimed for the ice-cold breath contained in his palm technique.

As his palm struck out, the sea instantly iced over. Initially, strands of ice vines appeared through the waters, rapidly growing and spreading. They bloomed like energy crystals, freezing the entire sea in an instant.

Caught by the freezing cold, sword-wielding power was suppressed. Young Gong Qin saw the sea around her infinitely turning to ice and realized she was trapped. The opponent had lured her into the water's depths with the intent to seal her down there!

"You've got such a fiery temper; a little ice cooling could help." Wu Hen chuckled and swam away from the ice-bound ocean he'd created.

When Wu Hen emerged from the sea, the entire White Sea had completely transformed into an icy ocean. Fairy Gong Qin had little chance to free herself from the frozen depths, allowing Wu Hen to finally catch his breath.

"Haah!" He greedily took deep breaths. Despite his whole body being a massive Gathering Spirit Body, under pressure, one instinctively resorted to such primitive inhalation-exhalation.

He looked towards other battlefields, finding remnants of the Night Nuwa Lineage starting to disperse in different directions.

Their leader had fallen; continued resistance was futile. Luckily, each held the same conviction as the Night Leader, believing current defeat to be an insignificant trough in eternal life. Soon they'd rise once again, lurking in this Cang Chu, within sprouting future Nuwa young shoots, their indomitable will eternal.

The Cang Chu Old Gods were desperately hunting them down, seeking to extinguish every flicker of the Night Nuwa Lineage. Wu Hen knew these Night Nuwa clans shouldn't perish; they were key to many of their homeland companions. Within this time loop, a tragically deceased Night Nuwa member would implicate countless kin, especially Future Warriors trapped within this temporal abyss.

Indeed, as some Night Nuwa remnants were intercepted, Wu Hen saw spirit awakeners with him to the past also being erased, including one Zodiac Warrior from the Twelve Zodiac inexplicably disappearing from this world.

These future warriors must overcome the Night Nuwa hurdle while ensuring their survival; eradicated from this time, most of the Nuwa Lineage would struggle in the harsh Otherworldly environment.

"Rat, have everyone proactively counter the Cang Chu Old Gods; the Night Nuwa Lineage needs to preserve firewood." Wu Hen said.

"Understood!" Rat nodded, "Summon Chen Long to battle!"