Desolate Devouring Art-Chapter 1380 - Darkness

Chapter 1380 - Darkness
In the Blood Fiend Valley, dozens of powerful shockwaves swept toward Liu Wuxie. Even the torrent of laws alone carried enough force to crush low-level Void Realm cultivators to death.
"You three, fall back!" Liu Wuxie shouted, rushing forward to plunge straight into the crowd. He had just broken through to the fifth-level Primal Origin Realm, and this chaos gave him the perfect chance to test his current level of strength.
"Great Darkness Mythical Art!" Liu Wuxie unleashed the non-lethal mythical art, choosing it precisely so he wouldn't accidentally injure Shangguan Xue and the other two while creating a chance for them to break free.
Ye Yuwen and Ye Feng rushed forward to help, but Shangguan Xue grabbed them, dragging them away to prevent them from joining the fight.
While the others would probably feel confused, Shangguan Xue had already heard of Liu Wuxie; her junior sister had participated in the Myriad Race Ceremony and had chattered endlessly about his feats.
Dense darkness energy rumbled out in all directions, completely smothering everyone's senses. This suffocating blindness revealed the true terror of the Great Darkness Mythical Art. The sky around them plunged into chaos as every breath became difficult to take.
"Kill!" Liu Wuxie roared. The Great Darkness Mythical Art only lasted for a short time; he had to cut down as many enemies as possible before it faded.
He summoned the Heretic Blade without hesitation and unleashed the Heaven-Severing Strike. The darkness swallowed dozens of experts, and they flailed about like headless flies, completely losing their bearings.
"Don't attack me! I'm not Liu Wuxie!" someone screamed. Blinded and disoriented, everyone began hacking at their own teammates, mistaking every approaching silhouette for Liu Wuxie.
However, the darkness did nothing to dull Liu Wuxie's vision, and he saw every movement clearly. Each time his blade descended, several bodies would explode, and their energy as well as their laws poured into his desolate world.
With every influx of Void Realm laws, the desolate world grew stronger.
The more laws he absorbed, the more his combat strength surged. His slaughter showed no sign of slowing, and he cut down over a dozen people in mere seconds. First-level Void Realm cultivators and those at the Primal Origin Realm alike fell beneath his blade.
The Dragon-Grasping Hand surged forth with an even more terrifying power, grabbing those at the low levels of the Void Realm.
Liu Wuxie deliberately bypassed Chen Shan, knowing the man was too powerful and would shatter any dragon claw that approached.
"Great Death Mythical Art!" A horrifying wave of deathly energy swept out, and everyone felt their lifespan bleeding away at a terrifying rate.
"Liu Wuxie, you despicable bastard! Come and fight us head-on if you have the guts!" Wu Zhong roared in fear. He had dodged the Dragon-Grasping Hand by luck, but he could do nothing against this tide of death.
The surrounding darkness gradually thinned; the technique had only lasted a few minutes, yet that brief span was enough for Liu Wuxie to slaughter nearly twenty people.
When Liu Wuxie clenched his fist, the cultivators trapped in the dragon claws exploded into clouds of bloody mist. If not for the darkness obscuring their sight, the scene would have been even more horrific.
Far away at the edge of the battlefield, Shangguan Xue and the other two had already withdrawn. They could only trade glances as they listened to the constant screams echoing out of the darkness.
When the darkness finally receded, half the gathered cultivators had vanished, leaving not even their bones behind.
Chen Shan's face sank. He realized that he had gravely underestimated Liu Wuxie's combat strength.
Wu Zhong trembled with fear, and he no longer dared to meet Liu Wuxie's gaze.
"Run!" Many cultivators lost all confidence in facing Liu Wuxie and bolted without hesitation; after all, these hastily assembled squads possessed no unity at all.
"Stop!" Liu Wuxie cast the Great Spatial Mythical Art, and the fleeing cultivators slammed into the rebound force, nearly crushing themselves.
"Since you've already come, don't even think about leaving!" Liu Wuxie said, his gaze turning icy as he swept it across the crowd and began forming seals.
A massive millstone manifested above them as Liu Wuxie prepared to unleash his killing move.
"Chen Shan, hurry up and kill him!" Wu Zhong yelled. He had staked all his hopes on Chen Shan, the only one he believed stood a chance of killing Liu Wuxie.
Apart from Chen Shan, the other third-level Void Realm cultivators started to edge back, trying to find some way to break through the binding spatial laws.
Chen Shan drew a deep breath as a saber appeared in his hand, and he strode slowly toward Liu Wuxie. Even without Wu Zhong's urging, he had never intended to let Liu Wuxie walk away.
"Liu Wuxie, I'll eat your soul and feast on your flesh," Chen Shan said. As he swung his saber down, the surrounding space groaned under the pressure and seemed ready to shatter at any moment.
As the saber fell, the sky darkened, and the boulders around them twisted in and out of sight, followed by the appearance of black holes. No one knew whether wormholes would form if the space was actually torn open.
"Great Five Elemental Mythical Art!" Liu Wuxie yelled. He stood his ground without moving as his palm descended from the sky. A giant palm formed overhead, covering the sky and shaking the air with thunderous rumbles.
"Break!" Chen Shan roared as his saber hacked down onto the giant palm.
With a resounding crack, a fissure split across the giant palm, showcasing the might expected of a fourth-level Void Realm expert. The combat strength he revealed far surpassed that of ordinary third-level Void Realm cultivators.
Liu Wuxie's eyes narrowed as he watched the giant palm collapse; Chen Shan was stronger than he had anticipated. Even so, that still wasn't enough, as Liu Wuxie had plenty of trump cards left.
As the next strike came in, Liu Wuxie's figure flashed and vanished, leaving Chen Shan's attack to cleave through empty air.
"Great Frost Mythical Art!" Liu Wuxie waved his hands as ice walls rose around him to intercept Chen Shan's saber. The saber's momentum bled away until the blade's force completely dissipated before it could reach Liu Wuxie.
As he watched Liu Wuxie unleash one mythical art after another, Chen Shan's expression grew more solemn. Liu Wuxie's cultivation realm wasn't high, but his command of laws and mastery of mythical arts had reached terrifying heights, where even the slightest mistake in a clash could mean instant death.
"Liu Wuxie, let me see how many strikes you can withstand!" Chen Shan roared as he raised his saber toward the sky once more.
"Overlord Blade!" Chen Shan roared again, unleashing an even more potent strike than before. Chen Shan had cultivated a fearsome blade technique called the Overlord Blade.
He had obtained this blade technique from an ancient tomb, and rumors claimed that once perfected, it could slay even immortals. From that alone, anyone could imagine how terrifying its power was.
Liu Wuxie didn't dare treat it lightly and immediately began forming seals. Against a fourth-level Void Realm expert, he knew he had no choice but to bring out his trump card.
At the same time, a faint stir rose from his upper dantian as the Ghost Pupil began to awaken. Strangely, the eye did not surface on his forehead this time but settled deeper within his upper dantian instead.
Moments later, a black gate appeared out of nowhere as Liu Wuxie resolved to end this battle quickly. The Ancestral Tree had already warned him of a grave danger drawing near, yet he still couldn't identify its source—the warning didn't feel like the divine race, so he suspected that experts from the Grand Unity Sect were coming instead.
When he left the Heavenly Dragon Sect, his master had warned him to be wary of the Grand Unity Sect. The instant the black gate manifested, Chen Shan nearly lost his wits and trembled uncontrollably; the gate felt like a falling star poised to crush him.
The other experts were just as shaken, and Wu Zhong in particular dropped where he stood as his legs went weak.
A torrent of soul energy poured into the Ghost Pupil like a tidal wave. The Heavenly Dao Book opened at the same time, releasing dazzling golden radiance as Liu Wuxie's soul energy surged higher.
The three Divine Gates roared as divine force gushed forth from them, flooding into and empowering the Gate of Darkness. It felt as though an ancient power had descended, and space within ten thousand meters collapsed into a vacuum.
Boulders shattered one after another, exposing multiple Bloodking Bamboo Shoots before everyone's eyes.
"Liu Wuxie, please spare my life!" Chen Shan suddenly dropped to his knees under the Gate of Darkness' crushing force. His saber had already shattered beneath the gate's pressure, ground completely to dust.
"Too late!" Liu Wuxie replied. He had never planned to let anyone walk out of this place alive from the moment others exposed his identity.
Unable to endure the crushing force, Wu Zhong's body burst apart, his blood rained down from the sky only to be swallowed by the Gate of Darkness.
An even more terrifying scene unfolded as the Gate of Darkness swelled larger after devouring Void Realm laws and came crashing down from the sky.
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ARGH!
" The Gate of Darkness fell onto Chen Shan, killing him directly. His fourth-level Void Realm laws twisted into runes and flowed into the gate.
The Gate of Darkness released a deep, eerie glow as it slowly began to solidify. Even so, this was only its phantom; the actual gate could enter the Dark Realm and reach into the depths of the universe.
Just its phantom alone was already this terrifying, and no one could imagine how powerful it would be once Liu Wuxie fully comprehended the Gate of Darkness.
Clashing with a fourth-level Void Realm expert had already pushed Liu Wuxie to his limit. After Chen Shan's death, the remaining Void Realm cultivators also exploded one after another, their energy and laws devoured by the Sky Devouring Divine Cauldron before pouring into the desolate world.
Summoning the Gate of Darkness had consumed nearly ninety percent of Liu Wuxie's true essence.
Only after everyone on the field lay dead did Shangguan Xue and the other two finally snap back to their senses. The surrounding space continued to buckle and collapse, and it wouldn't return to normal anytime soon.
When the Gate of Darkness slowly faded away, the invisible boulder pressing on the hearts of Shangguan Xue and the other two finally lifted.
After collecting all the interspatial rings on the ground along with more than a hundred Bloodking Bamboo Shoots, Liu Wuxie took out over a dozen shoots and tossed them into the Sky Devouring Divine Cauldron.
That still wasn't the full extent of his harvest, as he also discovered ten astral crystals inside Chen Shan's interspatial ring. When the remaining trio walked over, they all revealed bitter smiles.
"How should I address you now?" Ye Feng asked with a wry smile. He honestly didn't know whether he should still call him Wu Xie or address him as Liu Wuxie.
"I hope you three can keep what happened here a secret," Liu Wuxie said, offering little explanation. Now that everyone knew his identity, there was no longer any point in pretending otherwise.
"Don't worry about it. We're not the types to gossip," Ye Yuwen said, giving his promise. It was already their good fortune that they could form a squad with Liu Wuxie.
After everything that had just happened, Shangguan Xue addressed Liu Wuxie far more cautiously. It was only natural; even Ye Yuwen and Ye Feng treated him with the same heightened respect.
As the warning from the Ancestral Tree grew even more intense, the four of them left the Blood Fiend Valley and made their way back to the plains.
Liu Wuxie had reaped an enormous harvest in the Blood Fiend Valley, obtaining more than a hundred Bloodking Bamboo Shoots. He didn't hoard everything, though, and handed roughly twenty to the other three as thanks for not abandoning him at the critical moment.
Even after that, he still carried over a hundred Bloodking Bamboo Shoots, which were enough to lay the foundation for the Heavenly Dao Society.
The three did not stand on ceremony and accepted the Bloodking Bamboo Shoots without protest.
Suddenly, a multitude of figures appeared on the distant horizon.
"They're finally here," Liu Wuxie said with a wry smile. He knew the battle earlier had completely exposed his aura.