Desolate Devouring Art - Chapter 1192 - Complete Version of the Heavenly Sacred Dragon Scripture
Chapter 1192 – Complete Version of the Heavenly Sacred Dragon Scripture
Xu Guang’s face twisted with rage. Since becoming a deacon of the outer sect, he had never suffered such humiliation, especially in front of his peers.
Since he had failed to deal with Liu Wuxie, every deacon would mock him. What enraged him most were Liu Wuxie’s parting words, a direct warning that if Xu Guang provoked him again, he would storm into his quarters and sever his head.
“Deacon Xu, why so worked up? He’s only a new disciple with no background,” one deacon said. “We can send someone else to handle him. Still, he’s not simple. To comprehend a mythical art at his age… if we can seize it, all of us will rise in standing within the outer sect.”
Their voices sounded calm, but greed lurked beneath every word. Mythical arts belonged only to Primal Origin Realm experts, yet Liu Wuxie had displayed one with ease. The temptation was irresistible.
Xu Guang understood clearly. His fellow deacons wanted him to take the risk, seize Liu Wuxie’s mythical art, and then share the spoils with them. He saw through their intentions but kept silent as they stood as equals in rank.
“Is Mad Dog still in the outer sect?” Xu Guang asked, grinding his teeth.
Tie Niu, pale and broken, answered bitterly. “Senior Brother Mad Dog went out to train. He should return in a few days.”
Tie Niu had reached the Origin Conversion Realm only by relying on a spiritual pill. His strength barely surpassed the pinnacle of the Transcendent Realm, which was why he stayed in the outer sect—choosing to rule as a tyrant rather than let others bully him at the bottom of the inner sect.
Mad Dog, however, was different. His combat strength was far greater, and he had cultivated the Nine Heavenly Dragon Forms, making even Xu Guang wary of him.
“Tell him I’ll need him when he returns,” Xu Guang said coldly, waving his hand to dismiss Tie Niu and his lackeys.
Silence fell over the courtyard once more. The deacons sat back down, sipping tea as if nothing had happened.
“Dealing with that brat will be easy,” one deacon said darkly. “The new disciples must attend wilderness training each year. We can arrange for an incident then.”
“That’s right,” another added with a cold smile. “With a little maneuvering, we will seal his fate, no matter his talent.”
They reached their agreement with sinister grins while Liu Wuxie, unaware, focused entirely on his cultivation.
He relied on the Heart Purification Pill to break through to the eighth level of the Heaven Profound Realm. But he refused to stop there—he swallowed the Great Clarity Divine Pill, determined to surge straight into the ninth level.
Each level was a new heaven. Once he reached the ninth-level Heaven Profound Realm, he could wield the Frost Mythical Art more freely and even begin brushing against immortal methods.
He also planned to cultivate another trump card to secure his survival in the sect. For a Heaven Profound disciple to wield mythical arts was already heaven-defying, and flaunting it would only invite greater trouble.
To make matters worse, Liu Wuxie knew that Xu Guang would never let him off, as he had thrashed Tie Niu so thoroughly.
Liu Wuxie had never found the time before. He had been on the run, and then he was focused only on entering the Heavenly Dragon Sect. Now that he was finally here, his path was clear—he had to display his talent and seize the attention of the upper echelons.
The moment he swallowed the Great Clarity Divine Pill, violent energy surged through his limbs, and his aura climbed sharply. His journey had already forged a solid foundation, and with enough resources, he could even break straight into the Transcendent Realm.
He circulated the Desolate Devouring Art, pulling the surrounding spiritual energy into a vortex above his head. The energy condensed into spiritual liquid over the Sky Devouring Divine Cauldron, waiting for his command to pour into the desolate world.
The space around him shattered under the cauldron’s suction force, creating a scene so terrifying that even Origin Conversion Realm cultivators would struggle to match it.
“Prepare for the breakthrough!” Liu Wuxie roared. His true essence crashed into the barrier of the ninth-level Heaven Profound Realm, and his aura surged to its peak.
He had stored the laws and energies he refined from slain Transcendent Realm cultivators in the cauldron. Now, combined with the liquefied spiritual energy, they poured into his desolate world.
A thunderous rumble reverberated as it expanded and trembled like it was going through an earthquake. Though he had compressed it a hundredfold, its density only grew greater.
Power surged around Liu Wuxie like a ferocious beast, tearing space itself apart. At the seventh-level Heaven Profound Realm, his strength already rivaled the pinnacle of the Transcendent Realm. Now, at the ninth level, his laws and true essence reached the level of a second-level Origin Conversion cultivator.
Boundless dragon aura surged from the depths of the dragon vein and flooded into him. His physique strengthened at an astonishing rate, several times greater than before he joined the Heavenly Dragon Sect.
With his current strength, he could kill a pinnacle Transcendent Realm cultivator with a single punch, relying on sheer physical power alone, without even using true essence.
He took out the Nine Heavenly Dragon Forms and the Heavenly Sacred Dragon Scripture, studying them as he consolidated his cultivation. When he opened the scripture, words lifted from its pages and burrowed into his soul sea. Countless lines of text appeared before the scripture dissolved into nothingness.
“One-time use?” Liu Wuxie muttered. The creators designed it to prevent the technique from ever leaking.
“Xu Guang knew you could read the Heavenly Sacred Dragon Scripture only once, yet he still asked to borrow it. He never meant to return it at all,” Liu Wuxie said coldly. As a deacon, Xu Guang could not possibly have been ignorant of this truth.
The texts spiraled through his soul sea and fused directly into his memories.
“Dragons return to the seas, mountains and rivers shatter, sun and moon collapse, heaven and earth unite…” The verses intertwined and instantly imprinted themselves onto the Heavenly Dao Book.
“Heavenly Dao Book, begin analysis!” Liu Wuxie commanded. He already knew the scripture was incomplete, yet it still surpassed ordinary techniques by multiple tiers. Because it is one of the Heavenly Dragon Sect’s ultimate arts, the two complement each other.
As he studied the Nine Heavenly Dragon Forms, he immediately recognized their similarities to the Divine Dragon Phantom.
“The Divine Dragon Phantom must be derived from the Nine Heavenly Dragon Forms…” he muttered as more texts poured into his mind. Each form radiated primordial ferocity, and when paired with the True Dragon Physique, their power multiplied several times over.
Most disciples of the Heavenly Dragon Sect lacked the True Dragon Physique, so they wielded the technique with drastically reduced might compared to him.
The Heavenly Sacred Dragon Scripture, the Nine Heavenly Dragon Forms, the True Dragon Physique, and the Divine Dragon Phantom fused. Pages of the Heavenly Dao Book flipped on their own as a miniature version of him stood upon the book, practicing countless intricate postures.
The reward contained only two of the Nine Heavenly Dragon Forms, while the remaining seven required immense sect contributions to obtain. No one could acquire the supreme arts with points alone.
The deeper Liu Wuxie delved into the forms, the more astonished he became. Even with just two, their power could shake the heavens and the earth.
If he executed all nine together, he could slay foes far beyond his realm. Now, he understood why countless people coveted the Heavenly Sacred Dragon Scripture and the Nine Heavenly Dragon Forms. He could not yet imagine how powerful he would become once he mastered all ten supreme arts.
No wonder Mu Heng and Shen Yue had sought entry into the Heavenly Dragon Sect. They had surely come for these supreme arts.
“Even with only two forms, I can deduce the complete technique with the Heavenly Dao Book,” Liu Wuxie murmured confidently. With his knowledge as a former Immortal Emperor and the power of the Heavenly Dao Book, perfecting the techniques posed no difficulty.
Time slipped by as the Heavenly Dao Book carried out its analysis. During this period, Liu Wuxie consolidated his cultivation at the Quasi-Transcendent Realm. Spiritual energy around him thinned, and the new disciples breathed a sigh of relief.
After a full day and night, the Heavenly Dao Book closed, its pages etched with new texts and diagrams brimming with profundity. Liu Wuxie realized the perfected version he now possessed might even surpass the actual complete versions of both techniques.
“That’s strange. Why do I sense traces of the Celestial Realm’s techniques in the Heavenly Sacred Dragon Scripture?” Liu Wuxie wondered, his brows furrowing. Could it be that the Heavenly Dragon Sect also had ties to the Celestial Realm in addition to producing immortals?
The thought thrilled him. Immortality was perhaps just a dream for others, but to him, it was only a matter of time. According to the perfected scripture, he could now absorb dragon aura from his surroundings and assimilate it.
At once, a terrifying dragon aura surged from all directions and poured into his body. The new disciples groaned inwardly—Liu Wuxie had already drained their spiritual energy, and now, he was absorbing their dragon aura as well. Despite that, none of them dared to confront him.
The dragon aura condensed into faint yellow liquid within his body. The sight alarmed ancient beings of the sect, stirring them from seclusion at the commotion.
“What’s happening? Who is cultivating the Heavenly Sacred Dragon Scripture and at such a high grade?” many Primal Origin Realm experts demanded, hovering in the skies as their gazes turned toward the Heavenly Martial Institute.
Only the complete version of the Heavenly Sacred Dragon Scripture could draw dragon aura from the depths of the dragon vein, which carried the will of divine dragons.
Even elders at the Primal Origin Realm had never managed such a feat. None of them could fathom why a complete version had suddenly appeared in the new disciples’ sector of the outer sect.
Deep within the sect’s lesser realm, the upper echelons instantly sensed the change in the dragon vein.
“The complete version of the Heavenly Sacred Dragon Scripture? Impossible! That version vanished years ago!” The sect master opened his eyes and released a terrifying aura—an immortal’s aura.
The entire sect believed the scripture to be whole, yet in truth, even the sect master cultivated an incomplete version.
