Desolate Devouring Art - Chapter 1130 - Pinnacle Fight
Chapter 1130 – Pinnacle Fight
The Liu Clan stood fully on guard, ready for battle.
Above them, fierce astral winds howled across the sky, stirred by the pressure of Heaven Profound Realm cultivators. The heavens darkened as their auras clashed.
Four Heaven Profound Realm experts faced off in midair.
Liu Hanyi stood at the center while the three clans’ ancestors surrounded her in a triangular formation.
They knew they couldn’t defeat her alone. Only by joining forces could they hope to kill Liu Hanyi and annihilate the Liu Clan.
On the ground, the armies of the three clans launched a relentless assault on the city, forcing the Liu Clan to retreat further inward.
To minimize casualties, Liu Xiucheng ordered all disciples to fall back into the defensive array that Liu Wuxie had reinforced before his departure. The barrier was impenetrable to anyone below the Heaven Profound Realm.
“Liu Hanyi, your life ends here!” the Wang Clan’s ancestor roared.
The three ancestors had been waiting, hoping the Divine Sun Sword would appear. Its absence confirmed what they suspected: the Heavenly Spirit Celestial Academy would not interfere.
Even if Liu Wuxie had reached the Earth Profound Realm, they felt no fear. They stood atop the cultivation world as Heaven Profound Realm experts, and they were existences few could match.
Besides, they had the full backing of an alliance formed by the Spirit Jade Pavilion and numerous other forces. They believed Liu Wuxie could not confront them alone.
With a synchronized attack, the three ancestors unleashed their dao techniques at Liu Hanyi. Their combined power formed a prison of energy, locking her within.
“Draconic Fang Buddha Palm!” Liu Hanyi roared.
Her fly-whisk unfurled with a burst of light, transforming into countless palms that surged outward in every direction.
Each palm carried immense force, as though a thousand Buddhas had descended upon the battlefield.
She fought one against three and showed no sign of retreat.
Though a woman, Liu Hanyi’s strikes were fierce and explosive.
The moment her palms collided with her enemies’ attacks, a violent clash erupted in the sky. Three massive shockwaves collided and fused into a single mushroom cloud overhead.
Spatial rifts tore open across the sky, and chilling winds whistled through the cracks.
Every casual strike from these Heaven Profound Realm experts shredded the heavens and ripped through the void.
Their figures blurred as they exchanged blows too fast for the eye to follow, except for the Liao Clan’s ancestor, who remained recognizable in his garish red robe.
“Liu Hanyi, let’s see how long you can last,” the Liao Clan’s ancestor said, sneering.
He formed twisted hand seals that transformed into demonic serpents. They shot toward Liu Hanyi, aiming directly at her vitals.
As a woman, Liu Hanyi struggled against such a despicable technique and shifted into a defensive stance.
The Wang Clan’s ancestor launched the Seven Injuries Fist, causing the space around them to tremble and collapse. Each strike left behind massive imprints in the air, and they lingered ominously without dispersing.
At the same time, the Liao Clan’s ancestor unleashed his Godkiller Fist—another ruthless dao technique.
“You think three pieces of trash can defeat me?” Liu Hanyi scoffed.
She danced through their attacks like a butterfly, matching each blow with her own.
From a distance, Liu Shen and Liu Xiaotian watched in silence.
“Grand Elder, do you think they can win?” Liu Xiaotian asked with a frown.
He had betrayed the Liu Clan at Liu Shen’s instigation, and now, it was too late to regret it.
“Don’t worry. Liu Hanyi will die today,” Liu Shen said with a cold smirk.
“If it weren’t for her, you’d be the patriarch by now,” Liu Xiaotian muttered.
Back then, Liu Xiucheng and Liu Shen vied for the position of patriarch. However, Liu Hanyi endorsed Liu Xiucheng, tipping the scales.
Murderous intent flickered in Liu Shen’s eyes as he recalled those days. Although someone had granted him the title of grand elder, the role held no real power; it served only as an empty honor.
Suddenly, a deafening explosion erupted as Liu Hanyi clashed head-on with the Wang Clan’s ancestor. The shockwave tore across the land and rippled to Astral Glory City.
Countless cultivators rushed over to witness the legendary battle.
Seeing an opportunity, the Liao Clan’s ancestor unleashed a sword aura that pierced space and streaked toward Liu Hanyi’s back.
Liu Hanyi reacted instantly, dodging to the side.
“Go back!” shouted the Yuan Clan’s ancestor, his hand lunging viciously toward her chest.
Forced to retreat again, Liu Hanyi couldn’t avoid the sword aura altogether. It grazed her back, leaving a deep, bloody gash.
The wound wasn’t fatal, but it drastically reduced her mobility.
To make matters worse, the attack carried a potent poison. Soon, her fingers grew numb.
“You cowards! How dare you use poison?!” Liu Hanyi cried out in fury.
Cultivators at the Heaven Profound Realm were usually immune to poisons, but some rare toxins could still restrict movement. For those at the Earth Profound Realm, such poisons were lethal.
“That poison again!” Liu Xiucheng clenched his fists in rage.
He recognized it instantly; it was the same toxin that had left him comatose. Only through the help of potent medicinal pills did he survive.
“You’re right. So what if we’re despicable? I suggest you surrender,” the Wang Clan’s ancestor said, sneering.
The poison had no antidote, and even Heaven Profound Realm experts couldn’t neutralize it.
Liu Xiucheng once sought help from other top cultivators, but none could neutralize it.
The poison weakened Liu Hanyi’s strength by nearly thirty percent.
Seizing the advantage, the trio pressed harder. The Yuan and Liao Clans’ ancestors launched more underhanded attacks.
“They’re despicable! How can experts at the Heaven Profound Realm stoop so low?” murmured spectators from various Central Plains factions, who had come to witness the clash.
Even the neutral forces couldn’t stomach the tactics employed by these factions.
“How dare you insult our ancestor!” the Liao Clan’s disciples barked.
Their rebuke silenced the crowd. Backed by the Spirit Jade Pavilion, the three clans had grown too powerful for ordinary forces to oppose.
Though many sympathized with the Liu Clan, they could offer no real help.
Just then, a loud rumble echoed as Liu Hanyi clashed again with the Liao Clan’s ancestor.
The impact sent both of them flying away.
Blood sprayed from Liu Hanyi’s mouth. Her face turned pale as the poison drained her true essence, leaving her significantly weakened.
The situation grew increasingly dire for the Liu Clan. If Liu Hanyi ended up falling, the three ancestors would break through the defensive array, and the result would be a massacre.
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Meanwhile, Liu Wuxie arrived at the teleportation array leading to Astral Glory City, marking the final leg of his journey.
A gnawing unease churned in his chest, and a sharp sense of foreboding twisted through his organs like icy blades.
“Liu Clan, Heavenly Dao Society—hold on until I return,” Liu Wuxie muttered.
He understood one thing clearly—Ye Hongyi hadn’t lied. The greatest threat to the Liu Clan wasn’t the Golden Cauldron Pavilion—it was Liu Shen, the viper hidden in their midst.
Enemies in the shadows were always the most difficult to guard against.
Although the Golden Cauldron Pavilion controlled many experts, they hadn’t personally slaughtered anyone. Even in the Eternal Spirit Mountain, they had only used puppets to delay time. If their intent had truly been to destroy the Liu Clan, the Liu Clan would have been destroyed a long time ago.
Liu Wuxie didn’t know Ye Hongyi’s exact cultivation level, but he was sure that she wasn’t ordinary. He had seen it with his own eyes; an immortal root was blooming inside her.
More importantly, he wasn’t entirely convinced that the person he met had been her true self. It could have been an avatar. Perhaps she had merely projected herself into the True Martial Continent to claim the inheritance.
Even she had no idea whether she was human or immortal. The teleportation array began to hum as colors swirled wildly around him. Then, reality twisted and snapped back into place.
Liu Wuxie emerged from the array.
In an instant, his divine sense exploded outward like liquid silver, enveloping all of Astral Glory City.
Countless voices flooded into his soul sea, and he immediately sensed the presence of Heaven Profound Realm cultivators, even from tens of thousands of miles away.
He directed his divine sense toward the Heavenly Dao Society and saw that they were already ready to fight.
Next, he swept his divine sense across the Liu Clan.
“Damn it! You all deserve to die!” Liu Wuxie’s face darkened as he discovered the truth. Something was wrong within the Liu Clan.
Cultivators were flooding the city from all directions.
Without hesitation, he vanished into a blur.
Even with his current speed, it would still take him five minutes to reach the Liu Clan. Had he still been at the Spirit Profound Realm, however, the journey would have taken hours.
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Liu Hanyi had just suffered another devastating blow from the Yuan Clan’s ancestor. Blood sprayed from her lips, and her injuries grew more serious by the second.
“Patriarch, let us fight! Our ancestor is risking her life for us!” the disciples cried out, their voices choked with anguish.
They could no longer watch the bloody and wounded Liu Hanyi holding the front by herself while they cowered behind the protective array.
This wasn’t what the Liu Clan stood for; they had to live and die together.
Liu Xiucheng clenched his fist as he watched the scene unfold. His chest ached, and his heart felt like it was burning. Then, he raised his head and roared, “All Liu Clan disciples, heed my call!”
His voice boomed across the skies like a thunderclap, and countless eyes turned toward him.
“Yes, Patriarch!” the disciples roared back, their unified voices shaking the heavens.
Blood surged in their veins. Even if death awaited them, they would die fighting.
“Pick up your weapons and charge with me! Slay these bastards!” Liu Xiucheng bellowed, drawing his sword and leaping into the air.
He charged straight through the barrier, heading directly toward the three clans.
The defensive array shattered open behind him, and the Liu Clan erupted like a tidal wave.
Battle broke out instantly as blood and flesh flew.
The Liu Clan’s warriors charged with reckless abandon, disregarding life and limb. Their ferocity took the three clans by surprise, forcing them into retreat.
They hadn’t expected the Liu Clan to launch an all-out assault.
The plan had been to let their ancestors finish the fight before sweeping in for the kill. Caught off guard, the three clans had no choice but to engage in full combat.
Even if they won this battle, they would pay with rivers of blood.
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