Desolate Devouring Art - Chapter 1111 - Slaying Quasi-Heaven Profound Realm
Chapter 1111 – Slaying Quasi-Heaven Profound Realm
The three Quasi-Heaven Profound Realm experts attacked at the same time, shaking the sky beneath the weight of their combined power.
Mountains and rivers in the surroundings shattered violently, and a deafening roar accompanied their collapse. The laws themselves crumbled under the force.
Yet Liu Wuxie heard none of it—his perception was no longer anchored to the world others saw.
“Spatial Dao Art!” he roared, activating the art to maneuver freely within the internal space of the heavenly coffin.
Their devastating attacks hit nothing but empty air. The next instant, Liu Wuxie vanished again. He executed the Seven Dipper Steps, reappearing before Liu Dongqing, and unleashing a powerful palm strike.
If this had happened outside, Liu Wuxie would never have dared to confront him. After all, a Quasi-Heaven Profound Realm expert was no trivial opponent.
However, Liu Wuxie had already deciphered the spiritual rune layout of the heavenly coffin’s internal space, allowing him to merge with the environment, much like the artifact spirit of the coffin itself.
Within this domain, he could move as he wished.
“You’re courting death!” Liu Dongqing roared, fury blazing in his eyes.
He couldn’t comprehend how Liu Wuxie had appeared before him in an instant, even though the two of them were dozens of meters apart just a breath ago.
People believed that only cultivators from the Heaven Profound Realm could perform such a feat. An Earth Profound Realm expert couldn’t possibly do it.
However, Liu Wuxie had unleashed the full potential of his Spatial Dao Art.
When he first entered this space, he felt out of sync with its laws. After two breakthroughs and absorbing the surrounding laws, he became fully attuned to it.
A thunderous boom erupted, and Liu Dongqing was hurled into the air. Liu Wuxie’s face turned pale, and he spat out a mouthful of blood as backlash from the forceful exchange.
Against any other peak Earth Profound Realm cultivator, Liu Wuxie could have killed them with a single palm strike, but against a Quasi-Heaven Profound Realm expert, even his best effort could only inflict serious injury.
Liu Dongqing relied on a trace of Heaven Profound Realm law to shield himself, forming a barrier that set him apart from ordinary cultivators.
The heavens had already acknowledged those at the Heaven Profound Realm. Killing one was nearly impossible, but Quasi-Heaven Profound Realm experts hadn’t received that recognition yet.
They stood on the cusp of ascension but had not crossed the threshold. Only those who endured and passed the heavenly tribulation were true Heaven Profound Realm cultivators.
Just as Liu Wuxie attacked Liu Dongqing, a sword appeared in Chen Shan’s hand. Without hesitation, he swung it at Liu Wuxie.
Though the three were rivals, they had temporarily set aside their differences for the sake of the third-grade spiritual pill.
However, Liu Wuxie had already anticipated that move.
“Frost Dao Art!” he shouted, summoning an ice shield that intercepted Chen Shan’s strike.
The blow shattered the ice shield instantly, but it bought Liu Wuxie just enough time. He had already vanished from his original location and reappeared once more before Liu Dongqing.
He had to eliminate them one by one. There could be no room for regrouping. His plan was simple—kill one, devour their laws, and grow stronger.
Liu Dongqing seethed, fury boiling inside him as Liu Wuxie singled him out.
Then again, he was positioned at the weakest point.
This time, Liu Wuxie resorted to the Poison Dao Art, aiming to immobilize Liu Dongqing with a single attack.
Poison spread in a thick, visible miasma. Chen Shan and the other Quasi-Heaven Profound Realm experts retreated in a hurry, unwilling to get caught in it.
The Poison Dao Art, cast by an expert at the Earth Profound Realm, was more than enough to kill even them.
“Great Five Elemental Palm!” Liu Wuxie roared.
When Liu Dongqing inhaled the poison, his face turned ghostly pale. The poison sealed his true essence inside his dantian, reducing him to a mere mortal before Liu Wuxie.
That was the true terror of the Poison Dao Art.
Liu Wuxie didn’t need to waste energy invoking the Death Dao Art or the Curse Dao Art. Liu Dongqing was already as good as dead.
“No! If he kills Liu Dongqing, we’ll never be able to stop him!” Chen Shan roared.
Despite his animosity toward Liu Dongqing, the consequences of his death would be disastrous. At the very least, he couldn’t die right now.
“Divine Indigo Sun Sword!” Chen Shan shouted, unleashing his strongest technique, the very move he was renowned for.
A brilliant purple beam shot out from the sword, descending like divine judgement toward Liu Wuxie.
The moment Chen Shan released the attack, the sky darkened. The attack cracked and collapsed the surrounding space, turning it into spiritual runes that vanished into the void.
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“Look! The surrounding mountains and rocks are disappearing!” cried one of the nearby cultivators. “What’s going on?!”
Even when rocks shattered, they only crumbled into dust. They never vanished into the void.
“I thought something felt off. The terrain never seemed real,” another muttered.
“Could everything be fake?” muttered a weathered expert at the pinnacle of the Earth Profound Realm.
“Fake?” several others echoed, startled.
“It’s the divine coffin!” The old man continued, “Haven’t any of you realized it yet? That coffin is an artifact, and we’re inside its internal space. How could there be real mountains and rivers in here?”
“That makes sense,” others muttered in agreement, momentarily forgetting about the battle raging above.
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Meanwhile, the Divine Indigo Sun Sword descended like a heavenly verdict, tearing open a massive rift.
The attack aimed to drive Liu Wuxie back, forcing him to stand his ground. Then, they would cut Liu Wuxie down. If Liu Wuxie did that, Liu Dongqing would live.
The third Quasi-Heaven Profound Realm expert joined in, unleashing his strongest move to increase the pressure.
Everything happened in a split second, leaving Liu Wuxie with no time to think.
However, they had all grossly underestimated him.
“No one can stop me from killing someone I’ve marked,” Liu Wuxie said coldly.
“Soul Spear!” he roared.
A spear forged from pure soul energy erupted from his palm and pierced Liu Dongqing.
Liu Dongqing, too focused on resisting the poison, had left his soul sea unguarded and vulnerable to the deadly attack.
Since his Dao Arts couldn’t finish Liu Dongqing, Liu Wuxie resorted to a soul attack, aiming to obliterate the man’s soul. Once Liu Dongqing’s soul sea was destroyed, he was done for.
“ARGH!” Liu Dongqing screamed in agony as the Soul Spear pierced his soul sea. He convulsed violently on the ground, clutching his head in torment.
Meanwhile, the Divine Indigo Sun Sword missed its mark, and Chen Shan’s face was dark with dread as he watched Liu Dongqing writhe in agony. He couldn’t understand how Liu Wuxie could kill a Quasi-Heaven Profound Realm expert.
However, there was no doubt about it; Liu Dongqing was dead. Only Chen Shan and the last Quasi-Heaven Profound Realm expert remained. They were paralyzed with shock. None of them wanted to give up, but they knew that continuing this fight meant risking their lives. The odds were no longer in their favor.
Without the third-grade spiritual pill, they would lose their chance to ascend to the Heaven Profound Realm. This battle was a textbook example of how danger and opportunity often walked hand in hand.
The battlefield fell into a tense pause as the three figures stood apart, each measuring the other.
Chen Shan tightened his grip on his sword and raised it once more, assuming a battle stance.
Meanwhile, the other expert lowered his sword slightly. The sword aura he released moments earlier shattered rocks on the ground, and they dissolved into spiritual runes that vanished completely.
The crowd finally realized that everything around them—the terrain, the rivers, the rocks—was nothing more than a manifestation of spiritual runes.
Only the natives and the profound beasts were real. The natives fed on the profound beasts, and the profound beasts survived by absorbing spiritual energy.
The streams were infused with water-attribute laws, providing nourishment for the profound beasts. The trees, though not physically real, brimmed with intense wood-attribute energy.
“He’s Liu Wuxie!” someone finally shouted from the sidelines, their voice filled with alarm.
The crowd recognized Liu Wuxie from the unique dao techniques he unleashed. No one else could mimic such refined arts, especially not his Frost Dao Art.
“Liu Wuxie?” Chen Shan frowned. The name rang a bell, but he couldn’t quite recall it.
“He’s the Chosen One! Marked by fate itself!” an older cultivator cried out, eyes blazing with fanaticism. “No wonder he could seize the third-grade spiritual pill. If we kill him, we can steal his fate and become the next chosen one!”
“The chosen one? Now that’s interesting.” Chen Shan’s eyes lit up with madness. He had been on the verge of retreating, but the revelation reignited his bloodlust.
“You still want to fight?” Liu Wuxie asked coldly, sweeping his gaze across the assembled crowd. He didn’t want to slaughter them, but if they came for him, he would show no mercy against them.
He had just reached the Earth Profound Realm. What better way to temper his new cultivation than a life-and-death battle?
“Together!” Chen Shan roared at the other Quasi-Heaven Profound Realm expert.
“Agreed,” the man said, nodding grimly.
“If you all help us kill him, we’ll make sure you’re well rewarded!” Chen Shan called out to the bystanders in the distance.
Many of them were already at the higher stages of the Earth Profound Realm, with several at the peak. Their combined strength wasn’t any weaker than Chen Shan’s.
With so many experts joining forces, their chances of killing Liu Wuxie were drastically higher than before.
Chen Shan’s offer wasn’t even necessary, as most of the crowd had no intention of letting Liu Wuxie walk away alive.
After all, the identity of a “chosen one” was both mystical and coveted. Liu Wuxie’s rapid rise over the years only solidified the belief that he was someone blessed by fate.
Dozens of experts drew their blades with a clang, surrounding Liu Wuxie from all sides.
The gathering of so many elites inspired overwhelming dread.
“Kill him!” roared the old man who first recognized Liu Wuxie. He lunged forward, swinging his blade toward Liu Wuxie’s neck.
The angle of his strike was unusual and cunning. Someone as old as him had to have survived countless battles, and the experience behind his strike left everyone present shocked.
“Die!” Liu Wuxie’s voice rang out coldly.
He summoned the Heretic Blade, and a blade aura shot forth with terrifying speed. Before the old man’s attack could even land, Liu Wuxie had already moved, streaking through the air like a meteor and appearing right in front of his attacker.
“Everyone—strike together!” Chen Shan roared, unleashing the Divine Indigo Sun Sword once again.
The other Quasi-Heaven Profound Realm expert followed suit, both launching their strongest techniques toward Liu Wuxie.
Liu Wuxie could fight above his realm and had even slain a Quasi-Heaven Profound Realm expert, but he was facing a massive crowd of powerful enemies at the moment.
The pressure crashing down on him was immense.
“Today, I’ll kill all of you!” Liu Wuxie roared, his killing intent erupting like a wave.
The Heretic Blade remained pointed at the old man as Liu Wuxie prepared to strike again.
“Origin Blade!”
When he unleashed the move, the sky above shifted violently. The mountains on either side vanished into mist, and spiritual runes surged toward Liu Wuxie’s blade, fusing into the attack and pushing its power to an entirely new level.
