Desolate Devouring Art - Chapter 1118 - Third-Level Earth Profound Realm
Chapter 1118 – Third-Level Earth Profound Realm
Liu Wuxie pulled out a large pile of spirit stones and threw them into the Sky Devouring Divine Cauldron. The cauldron converted them into liquid spiritual energy that flowed into the desolate world.
Most of them were high-grade spirit stones. They weren’t ideal, but they still served better than nothing.
He still had a few supreme-grade spirit stones left, which he intended to save for his breakthrough to the third-level Earth Profound Realm.
Fortunately, killing Chen Shan and the others had given him a generous stockpile of resources. Without those kills, making a breakthrough would have proven nearly impossible.
“Sky Devouring Divine Cauldron, devour!” Liu Wuxie seized a complete law and began refining it.
Demonic flames surged around the Heaven Profound Realm law, stripping its essence layer by layer.
Each law strand held a unique nature. The moment it entered him, its immense power nearly tore him apart.
Pain exploded through him. Although the Scarlet Buddha Stone had tempered his body and pushed him to the pinnacle of the Earth Profound Realm, he remained fragile before the crushing might of Heaven Profound Realm laws.
He channeled the law carefully through his meridians, where it coiled like a divine dragon before plunging into the desolate world.
When the divine dragon entered the desolate world, the sky ignited with radiance. Life erupted across the once barren world. Mountains cracked open, grew taller, and stretched into sweeping ranges. Fragmented lakes evolved into broad basins, reshaping the landscape as Liu Wuxie’s cultivation flourished.
He consumed the remaining supreme-grade spirit stones to prepare for his breakthrough.
The law dug deep into the desolate world and released a force that flooded Liu Wuxie’s limbs like a tidal wave.
By merging with the desolate world, the law brought him one step closer to the Heaven Profound Realm. With enough accumulation, he would be able to ascend without encountering a bottleneck, and reaching the Heaven Profound Realm would become just a matter of time by then.
His aura surged, nearly piercing the heavens. The raw power of the law shattered the poison miasma surrounding him, dispersing it instantly.
If the poison miasma hadn’t been masking him, the explosive surge just now would have drawn cultivators from every corner of the heavenly coffin.
Though he had only stepped into the third-level Earth Profound Realm, the power he exuded already rivaled Heaven Profound Realm experts. Even Liu Wuxie couldn’t picture the spectacle that his eventual breakthrough would trigger.
“Keep going!” he commanded.
The war blade still held hundreds of Heaven Profound Realm laws. He had only refined one.
For ordinary cultivators, absorbing one would take countless years. However, the Avici Hell’s suppression erased the will embedded in the laws and accelerated the process, making refinement easier.
Liu Wuxie pressed on. He continued to extract and refine laws from the war blade. With each step forward, breakthroughs would become more difficult and demand exponentially more resources.
Liu Wuxie felt the gateway open only after he absorbed thirty strands of law. He broke through to the third-level Earth Profound Realm.
A brand-new world unfolded before him, as though he had stepped into a higher dimension.
Each realm felt like a rebirth, each breakthrough reshaped him from within.
However, Liu Wuxie didn’t stop. He kept refining more laws. The desolate world within him expanded with every absorption.
After refining fifty strands, his internal world swelled to its limit, doubling in size.
Small ponds had become vast lakes, and towering peaks pierced the clouds. The Ancestral Tree towered above all, as its branches covered the entire sky of his inner world.
Lately, the divine race had been eerily silent. Even with the disturbance at Eternal Spirit Mountain, they remained unseen.
Ten days passed just like that.
Liu Wuxie’s aura stabilized at the pinnacle of the third-level Earth Profound Realm.
It was finally time to reforge the Heretic Blade and raise it to the level of an earth-spirit artifact.
Over forty strands of law still resided in the war blade, and they were more than enough. He had gathered most of the required materials long ago but hadn’t found the opportunity to forge them.
With the war blade as a base, it was like giving wings to a tiger.
Aside from the laws, the blade itself could serve as the foundation. He would melt it down and fuse it into the Heretic Blade.
Summoning demonic flames, he began forming seals with both hands.
The Heretic Blade let out a low, resonant cry. Its spirit had matured greatly after merging with the heaven-spirit artifact.
It obtained vast experience from the merger.
“Disassemble!” Liu Wuxie shouted.
He pressed his palms together and injected immortal runes into the war blade. Liu Wuxie broke the war blade into glowing fragments and poured them into the Heretic Blade.
Cracking sounds echoed as the weapon reshaped itself, evolving toward perfection.
A boundless blade aura burst out, engulfing the entire forest. The corrosive pressure tore the phantom trees apart. They couldn’t withstand it at all. The aura contained the essence of the Heaven Profound Realm laws.
When the forest vanished, the blade aura cleared the surroundings. A terrifying beam of blade intent shot into the sky, visible for tens of thousands of miles.
Cultivators within a hundred-mile radius paused and turned toward the light.
“T-That’s… the aura of a heaven-spirit artifact!” someone stammered.
Countless cultivators stopped and stared in the direction of the blast.
Unaware of the commotion he had caused, Liu Wuxie focused entirely on reforging the Heretic Blade.
The blade’s aura soared to a new peak, reaching the level of a pinnacle earth-spirit artifact. Strands of Heaven Profound Realm law emerged and wove across the surface of the blade.
However, Liu Wuxie still hadn’t reached the Heaven Profound Realm. Until he did, he couldn’t elevate the Heretic Blade to an actual heaven-spirit artifact.
The Heretic Blade’s inner world expanded nonstop. What spanned a few square meters now stretched across thousands. It could now store an immense volume of items.
The Heretic Blade absorbed the war blade, leaving nothing behind.
Dozen sharp whistles tore through the air; cultivators were fast approaching.
With a wave of his right hand, Liu Wuxie summoned the Heretic Blade into his grasp. He swept his gaze across the area and saw dozens of figures appearing in his field of vision.
In an instant, they surrounded him. Each one stared greedily at the blade in his hand. Although it resembled an earth-spirit artifact, the blade emitted an aura that clearly rivaled that of a heaven-spirit artifact.
“Kid, hand over that weapon,” one of the newcomers barked.
They believed Liu Wuxie had stumbled across the blade, unaware that he had forged it himself.
“You really want this blade?” Liu Wuxie asked coldly, his gaze cutting through the crowd.
All of them stood at the pinnacle of the Earth Profound Realm, but Liu Wuxie could handle them. He raised the Heretic Blade, and a powerful blade aura burst forth, sweeping in every direction.
“Enough talk—hand it over!” barked a Quasi-Heaven Profound Realm expert, stepping forward with an oppressive aura bearing down on Liu Wuxie.
“And if I say no?” Liu Wuxie replied with quiet confidence.
After his breakthrough and the reforging of the Heretic Blade, he needed a real battle to temper his strength.
“Enough talk! Kill him!” someone shouted. The others could no longer restrain themselves. With weapons drawn, they charged without hesitation.
With so many others claiming treasures and making breakthroughs, the cultivators who had gained nothing so far were desperate. Now that a powerful artifact had appeared before them, they wouldn’t let it slip away.
“Kill!”
Dozens of dazzling attacks exploded outward, overwhelming in power.
Even a Heaven Profound Realm expert would struggle to face such an onslaught.
“Cut!” Liu Wuxie shouted.
He swung the Heretic Blade in a clean, decisive arc.
As the blade fell, the sky dimmed. The Heretic Blade devoured all surrounding laws.
Dread filled the faces of the charging cultivators, and they froze mid-charge.
“This is bad! That’s no ordinary blade—it’s a life-bound artifact!” cried the Quasi-Heaven Profound Realm expert.
Without a master, the blade wouldn’t have allowed Liu Wuxie to draw out its full power. However, a life-bound artifact could only unleash its true potential through its owner.
Blood splashed as the first cultivator to reach him exploded into a cloud of gore. The Heretic Blade’s force devoured his blood essence before he could even scream.
Liu Wuxie performed a blood sacrifice, letting the Heretic Blade devour the essence of the fallen to strengthen the blade further.
Death spread like wildfire. Liu Wuxie cut through the attackers in a storm of blade light.
Even Liu Wuxie found himself surprised by his combat strength. While part of it came from his breakthrough, the Heretic Blade’s power had far exceeded his expectations.
“Not bad. My strength now rivals Bai Wensheng’s. If I use all my trump cards, I might even be able to fight someone at the Heaven Profound Realm,” Liu Wuxie said with satisfaction.
He sheathed the Heretic Blade, collected the interspatial rings scattered on the ground, and left immediately afterward.
With more cultivators rushing to the location, Liu Wuxie couldn’t afford to waste time.
Having become drastically stronger than before, Liu Wuxie could no longer afford delays. He needed to find the four women before someone else did.
It had been some time since they entered, and most of the heavenly coffin’s treasures had already surfaced. From now on, everyone would fight and pillage to steal from others.
Liu Wuxie passed many people as he shuttled through the forest, but no one bothered to give him a second glance.
He reached a mountain peak and activated Ghost Eye.
His vision expanded farther than before, almost covering the entire internal space of the heavenly coffin.
As he scanned the vast realm, his gaze locked onto a particular area.
“That’s odd. Why are so many people heading that way?” Liu Wuxie muttered.
Even with Ghost Eye, he could only make out a black dot, but cultivators from every direction seemed to converge on that location. He suspected that the black dot could be a treasure.
“The altar!” Liu Wuxie gasped.
He had spent days searching for it, hoping it would lead to the exit. Until now, it had been nothing more than speculation, unconfirmed.
Watching so many cultivators rush in that direction confirmed it for him.
His companions were likely there as well.
Most treasures had already surfaced, so when news of the altar spread, it drew countless cultivators toward it.
Without hesitation, Liu Wuxie dashed toward the altar’s location, hoping to arrive in time. The altar was tens of thousands of miles away, but at full speed, he would be there in five days.
