Desolate Devouring Art-Chapter 1391 - Sixth-Level Primal Origin Realm

Chapter 1391 - Sixth-Level Primal Origin Realm
As Liu Wuxie walked toward the bridge, his thoughts raced, sifting through every scrap of information he had on the Three Thousand Weakwater. He soon came to a halt, a peculiar light flashing in his eyes.
"Three Thousand Weakwater and the Bridge of Void... Could that be the Bridge of Void?" he muttered under his breath, uncertainty lacing his voice. Rumors claimed that the Bridge of Void connected to the Void Realm, but he still didn't know where it would ultimately lead.
If that really was the Bridge of Void, then it wouldn't be a tangible bridge at all but a projection. To verify his speculation, Liu Wuxie moved toward the bridge once again.
The blood fiend and human martial souls had already completed their march to the far end and were now turning back toward the bridge. Their synchronized footsteps echoed into the distance.
Someone was already making their way over. Then again, with so many martial souls gathered here, it was impossible for anyone not to notice this place.
As Liu Wuxie approached the Bridge of Void, a knot of unease tightened in his chest. If he fell into the void again, he had no idea if he would ever find his way back.
Even so, he drew in a deep breath and still strode forward. When he set his foot on the bridge, it felt as though he had stepped onto a surface of rippling water.
Memories of when he had fallen into the void realm surfaced in his mind, especially the moment when Han Feizi had sacrificed himself to save him.
The instant his foot pressed down on the bridge, the Three Thousand Weakwater roared, and the martial souls on both sides raised their heads in unison to stare at him.
Then, a bizarre scene unfolded as the blood fiend and human martial souls charged at him.
Did I trigger something?
Liu Wuxie wondered, pulling his right foot back even though he wasn't sure.
The moment he did so, the martial souls immediately calmed down and returned to their previous marching formation.
Can the Bridge of Void control these martial souls?
A bold thought crossed Liu Wuxie's mind, and he felt there had to be something special hidden within the bridge.
He immediately executed Ghost Eye and peered into the depths of the bridge, trying to find the cause.
What he saw shocked him even more. Right in the middle of the bridge lay a soul rune that resembled a dragon tendon. The soul rune was enormous and clearly formed the bridge's core.
The moment he had set foot on the bridge, he had triggered that soul rune, so it was no wonder the martial souls had gone berserk and charged at him.
If that soul rune were to disappear, the surrounding martial souls would instantly become ownerless. It was the only thing keeping them shackled, after all.
The appearance of the Three Thousand Weakwater and the Bridge of Void only made Liu Wuxie more anxious. The reemergence of such ancient things was never a good sign and meant that heaven and earth had already begun to decline.
He could already see figures moving in the distance and knew he had to collect the soul rune as soon as possible. If he could seize this soul rune, his Martial Soul Art would advance by leaps and bounds, and controlling martial souls in the future would become even easier.
Liu Wuxie didn't hesitate and reached straight for the soul rune. The instant he grabbed hold of it, the blood fiend and human martial souls charged over, intent on tearing him apart.
Seizing that moment, Liu Wuxie summoned the Sky Devouring Divine Cauldron. The Three Thousand Weakwater was the main treasure here, especially since the desolate world was still in its early stages of development.
With both the Ancestral Tree and the Three Thousand Weakwater, he would be able to perfect the desolate world further.
The soul rune felt unbelievably thick in his grip. It was many times larger than the soul runes he had inscribed before.
The soul runes he had carved himself so far were only about as thick as a chopstick, but the one before him was as thick as a human arm. From its size alone, he could already imagine how powerful this soul rune was.
As the Three Thousand Weakwater vanished into the Sky Devouring Divine Cauldron, the cauldron poured it straight into the desolate world. Then, something strange happened—the Ancestral Tree stirred, its branches swaying slightly as it summoned the Three Thousand Weakwater over.
Roots burst forth from the ground as the land in the desolate world cracked open, and a riverbed carved itself out before Liu Wuxie. When the Three Thousand Weakwater flowed into that river, one end connected to the Ancestral Tree while the other linked to the desolate world's center.
Three Thousand Weakwater began to surge along the river, washing through the desolate world and over Liu Wuxie's body. As time passed, the Three Thousand Weakwater gradually diminished until it finally dried up, with every last drop absorbed by Liu Wuxie.
The sight of the blood fiend and human martial souls marching vanished, replaced as the martial souls surged toward him like a tidal wave. After being tempered by the Three Thousand Weakwater, Liu Wuxie realized that he had undergone a drastic transformation.
Though the Three Thousand Weakwater hadn't increased his cultivation directly, its primary role had been to temper and purify the entire desolate world, making it even purer and more refined.
When he tried unleashing the Dragon-Grasping Hand, a terrifying surge of true essence erupted from him. The moment he acted, experts from the Grand Unity Sect instantly locked onto his aura and began converging rapidly on his location.
Liu Wuxie already had no path of retreat. If such a powerful soul rune were to fall into someone else's hands, it would only become an even greater threat to him in the future.
He had only discovered this place thanks to Ghost Eye, and the moment he grabbed the soul rune, it struggled violently in his palm.
"Come!" he roared, hurling the soul rune into the desolate world. He didn't stop there and collected the entire Bridge of Void as well, merging the soul rune into the bridge within the desolate world.
This way, he could rely on the soul rune inside the bridge to control martial souls, reducing the strain on his own soul energy.
When the Bridge of Void was born in the desolate world, the Three Thousand Weakwater flowed into the bridge at the far end and gradually vanished, mirroring the situation here on the fifth level.
When the soul rune disappeared, the surrounding martial souls roared in fury, and Liu Wuxie suddenly found himself surrounded. At that moment, he welcomed yet another breakthrough in his cultivation.
Once the Three Thousand Weakwater had tempered his soul and physique, Liu Wuxie felt as though a window had opened inside his heart and an invisible power had descended upon him. That was the power of the void—the most primal force in the universe.
"Break!" Liu Wuxie shouted, choosing to push through his breakthrough without hesitation.
As he broke through, he summoned all the martial souls he had collected back on the fourth level. Over thirty powerful martial souls appeared and lined up before him, clashing head-on with the blood fiend and human martial souls.
Liu Wuxie didn't idle; he continued to inscribe soul runes even as he advanced in cultivation. He even split a strand of his divine sense to comprehend the soul rune within the desolate world, while the Heavenly Dao Book analyzed it at the same time.
Liu Wuxie directly seized many of the blood fiend and human martial souls charging toward him and turned them against the other martial souls.
It formed a bizarre scene—Liu Wuxie breaking through, inscribing soul runes, refining the great soul rune, and using Three Thousand Weakwater to temper his body all at once, performing four tasks simultaneously.
Then again, only someone like Liu Wuxie, with such a powerful primordial spirit, could pull this off. If it had been anyone else, the martial souls would have already devoured them.
The cultivators rushing over were left in utter disbelief.
"What did Liu Wuxie do to provoke so many martial souls at once?" they muttered. They couldn't get anywhere near the battlefield with the martial souls layered around Liu Wuxie again and again. If they wanted to kill him, they would have to tear through those layers and carve a bloody path.
"Quick, join the hunt for martial souls and refine them!" someone shouted, and the newcomers quickly joined the fight from the rear.
The blood fiend and human martial souls began to decrease rapidly, and the human cultivators slew hundreds of them in the blink of an eye.
The blood fiends who arrived later also joined the battle, but they targeted only human martial souls, while the humans focused on blood fiend martial souls.
By the time the Grand Unity Sect experts arrived and witnessed Liu Wuxie's breakthrough to the sixth-level Primal Origin Realm, they all revealed grave faces. The faster Liu Wuxie's cultivation climbed, the more troubled they felt.
"Go in now!" Elder Li roared, ignoring the martial souls around them. After all, killing Liu Wuxie was the main objective for coming to the Blood Fiend Battlefield.
Liu Wuxie knew precisely what was happening outside, but there was nothing he could do about it. His breakthrough had reached a critical point, and he couldn't move at all, not to mention he was encircled by martial souls, making escape harder than ascending to the heavens.
Hurry up!
Liu Wuxie urged inwardly. He could only pin his hopes on the soul rune in the desolate world. If he could refine it entirely and make it part of himself, he would be able to control all the surrounding martial souls.
If he could wield those martial souls, he could kill a large portion of the people present, even if he couldn't slaughter them every time.
The situation grew increasingly dangerous as the Grand Unity Sect's experts knocked aside all the martial souls blocking their path. Their main objective was solely to kill him.
As the distance between the Grand Unity Sect experts and Liu Wuxie shrank, a resolute light flashed in the latter's eyes. He raised a finger, and all the martial souls under his control charged at them. In any case, the other cultivators were too focused on hunting martial souls around them to pay him any attention.
Watching over a hundred martial souls rushing at them, Elder Shi could only order everyone to spread out to avoid another catastrophe of martial souls self-destructing.
This way, even if Liu Wuxie forced the martial souls to explode, the damage would stay limited.
"Just a bit more! Just a little bit more!" Liu Wuxie growled. The gateway to the sixth level had already opened as his thick true essence roared through the desolate world.
Over a hundred astral crystals also detonated, turning into countless laws and streams of liquid spiritual energy that poured into the desolate world. Liu Wuxie used only a fraction of an instant to stabilize his cultivation, something only the astral crystals could help him accomplish. He was fortunate to have acquired two thousand astral crystals beforehand. Otherwise, the consequences would have been unimaginable.
Next came the refinement of the soul rune, and once again, he was just a little short of complete success. After his breakthrough, however, his speed at refining the soul rune had also increased.
He continued to inscribe soul runes with his hands to control the martial souls charging toward him, turning them around to attack the experts from the Grand Unity Sect.
And just like that, a fresh wave of martial souls rushed forward to intercept the Grand Unity Sect experts just as they were about to reach him.
By now, all the martial souls Liu Wuxie had controlled on the fourth level were completely exhausted, killed by the Grand Unity Sect. That included powerful ones like the flying centipede martial soul, which couldn't offer any real resistance against experts at the pinnacle of the Void Realm.
Elder Shi was particularly terrifying, crushing more than ten martial souls with a single palm strike.
Out of the five to six thousand martial souls gathered here, Liu Wuxie had already annihilated roughly half. The cultivators in the surroundings had all made a fortune, their primordial spirits growing stronger by the moment. Several of them had even begun to break through to the Earth Immortal Realm.
"Elder Li, you go and kill him!" Elder Shi ordered, tearing open a gap for him to pass through.
"Understood!" Elder Li acted immediately. His hatred for Liu Wuxie ran so deep that he wanted nothing more than to eat his flesh and drink his blood.
After all, the Heavenly Primal Wheel was an artifact he had spent close to a thousand years forging, only for Liu Wuxie to destroy it. Now, he finally had a chance to exact his revenge.
Elder Wang also shot a venomous look at Liu Wuxie in the distance. Liu Wuxie had already seized his Thunderclap Sword and had even used it to slay disciples of the Grand Unity Sect.
Elder Li charged straight in, rapidly closing the distance between himself and Liu Wuxie.
There was nothing Liu Wuxie could do about it.
"Intercept him," Liu Wuxie ordered. He continued inscribing soul runes as he drove the blood fiend martial souls forward, sending them pouncing at Elder Li.