Da Xuan Martial Saint

Within the sandstorm.

Chen Mu treaded forward.

With each step he took, swirling yellow sand gathered beneath his feet, cradling his body to prevent it from plummeting downwards.

His gaze was cold and indifferent as he looked into the depths of the yellow sand.

His decision to actively leave Yunlu City Pass was not because he was feeling suffocated from passively fending off attacks, nor was it to show off in front of Xiahou Yan and the others. Instead, he had noticed that the situation atop the city wall was wrong; the pressure from all directions was a bit too overwhelming.

If things continued this way, it wouldn't matter whether they could hold off the attack or not. Even if they managed to last until the sandstorm weakened, the death toll would still be severe, which he could not bear to see.

Within the rolling sands.

Chen Mu's figure dissolved into the midst, and after delving ten or so zhang into the sand, beyond the line of sight of the city pass, a hint of light flashed across his eyes. Suddenly, his presence faded, subsequently disappearing into nothingness.

He moved forward through the omnipresent yellow sand, his form flickering in and out of visibility, while sensing the auras all around him.

...

Amidst the sandstorm.

A spiral of yellow sand accumulated there, supporting a dirt-yellow sand snake above it. This sand snake wasn't large, merely about three chi long, but the demonic power it radiated was extremely terrifying—it was a Sixth Rank Sand Demon.

At that moment, the snake coiled atop the spiral sands, sitting higher in the sky than Yunlu City Pass, flicking its forked tongue and its demonic eyes fixed on the area below. Occasionally, it shook its tail, and within the sandstorm, waves of sand gathered forming spheres of sand that dropped from above, bombarding the city pass.

Suddenly.

As if sensing something, its movements paused, a hint of human-like suspicion flashing through its demonic eyes. Then, the snake's body, starting from the tail, shuddered violently, its scales all but erect.

Behind it, unnoticed until then, a figure had appeared, closing in on the snake with a razor-sharp blade held high, accompanying it was a resounding divine prowess as he ferociously slashed down at the snake!

"Hiss!"

The snake's eyes revealed a human-like terror, entirely unclear as to how the threat had approached it. In a desperate move, it lifted and whipped its tail vigorously; the spiral of windsand supporting its torso suddenly expanded massively, instantly forming a sandstorm several zhang in diameter. The yellow sand within went berserk, solidifying into fangs and blades, meeting head-on against the oncoming slash.

Yet, the incoming slash, silent and swift, bore an irresistible divine momentum, cutting a path straight through the storm—the sands imploding wherever the blade met them.

Crack!!

Accompanied by a crisp sound like the clash of metal.

The body of the snake was cloven in two by that oncoming slash!

"Hiss..."

The bisected sand snake fell, its front half not ceasing to struggle, twisting violently and darting out over ten zhang with incredible speed, disappearing into the yellow sand.

The back half, however, with its tail thrashing wildly, dragged along a surge of profound demonic power like a fierce long whip, lashing out toward Chen Mu, wielding the blade, trying to pin him down.

However.

Chen Mu's expression was unchanged; with just a flicker, he evaded the tail's counterattack and vanished into the sands, reappearing moments later already in pursuit of the snake's remaining half as it desperately tried to escape.

Another slash came swiftly down upon it.

The snake was horrified, spewing demonic power mixed with yellow sand from its mouth to form a sharp blade, clashing with Chen Mu's own. But the confrontation was brief—the demonic power-formed blade crumbled to pieces, and Chen Mu's blade sliced through its head.

The entire head split apart at the middle, the cunning gleam in the snake's eyes rapidly dimming.

Chen Mu remained emotionless.

His figure silently vanished again into the yellow sands.

This yellow sand that formed a ferocious sandstorm might be the most comfortable terrain and environment for those monsters, but for Chen Mu, who controlled the Qiankun, there was no such thing as the adversity of the environment.

This was the home field for the Sand Demons, but also his own. Leveraging this Momentum, he could use the windsand to traverse the air, he could also use it to completely conceal his movements. When it came to hiding his aura in this environment, he was even more adept than the Sand Demons!

It was unnecessary before.

But now...

He wasn't sure if there was anything in the sandstorm that could threaten him, so after leaving Yunlu City Pass and venturing deep into the sand, he had activated his Imperial Qi Gathering and his Qian Heaven Artistic Conception to their fullest. Almost completely merging with the sand, making no distinction between himself and the natural world, to the extent that the Sand Demon had barely felt his presence when he was almost on top of it!

Within the endless yellow sands, many Fifth and Sixth Rank monsters continued to gather their demonic power, launching attacks at the city gates.

But amidst the howling of the windsand, a blade would occasionally burst forth from behind the sand, cleaving a monster in two with a single slice and then vanishing once more, leaving no trace.

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Two cups of tea,

...

In less than the time it took for three cups of tea, the people atop the city pass, including Xiahou Yan, distinctly felt the pressures from all sides start to lessen, the frequency of the Great Demons' attacks not as constant anymore.

They were all surprised, but the chaos of the sandstorm made it nearly impossible to sense anything within the sand, and they had no idea what had happened—only that Chen Mu must have done something to cause such a change. Explore stories at empire

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