Desolate Devouring Art - Chapter 1211 - Soul Fire
Chapter 1211 – Soul Fire
When Liu Wuxie advanced to the third-level Transcendent Realm, his True Dragon Physique advanced as well. The dragon aura he had absorbed within the Heavenly Dragon Sect, long stored and untouched, erupted, fusing completely with him.
Above his head, the golden phantom of a divine dragon uncoiled and roared through the sky. The Memory Stone transmitted the roar, and the weak-willed collapsed to the ground, trembling.
“What terrifying True Dragon Physique! Did he refine a divine dragon?” Gasps echoed from the crowd.
There were several paths to cultivating the True Dragon Physique—through refining dragon blood, dragon bones, or the treasures of the dragon clan. Liu Wuxie had done all three.
“How can his true essence sustain the phantom of a divine dragon? Only cultivators at the high levels of the Origin Conversion Realm should be capable of that!” The twelve elders frowned deeply. They knew Liu Wuxie had cultivated the True Dragon Physique, but none had expected it to reach such terrifying heights.
“If Elder Long learns of Liu Wuxie’s True Dragon Physique, would he…?” one Heavenly Martial Institute elder asked, glancing at the others.
Elder Ding answered with a bitter smile. “Elder Long already came personally when Liu Wuxie revealed the dragon clan’s artifact.”
When Liu Wuxie unleashed the Heavenly Dragon Seal against Tie Niu, the uproar had shaken half the sect. Many assumed Elder Long was merely refining a dragon clan treasure. The other three elders said nothing, but their silence spoke volumes.
Liu Wuxie spent an entire day consolidating his cultivation. The divine dragon’s phantom returned into his body as suffocating laws wove an aura that lingered. Those laws intertwined into runes that branded themselves upon his body.
“Is this… one with heaven? He’s refining his physique like an artifact. Is he insane?!” exclaimed a War Dragon Institute elder, shaken.
To refine one’s physique as if forging a divine artifact was an act that defied the heavens. Few throughout history had ever succeeded. Those who succeeded, however, saw their bodies becoming indestructible as long as heaven and earth existed.
The surrounding disciples couldn’t understand the completely meaning of what they were witnessing, but their instincts told them that Liu Wuxie’s physique had become monstrous. Even cultivators at the higher levels of the Origin Conversion Realm would struggle to harm him with a single strike.
When Liu Wuxie finally ascended, thunderous rumbles echoed from within him, like crackling thunder. He stretched briefly and threw a single punch. The resulting gale forced even He Yingwu backward.
“What terrifying power!” the disciples outside the mountain range gasped. Those harboring resentment against Liu Wuxie immediately abandoned any thought of challenging him.
Far away, Mu Heng watched, and the sight of the divine dragon’s phantom shook him to his core.
“Liu Wuxie,” he whispered through gritted teeth, “I will trample you beneath my feet one day. Once we leave Avatar Star, you will die.”
The Sky Cloud Star had sent many prodigies to the Heavenly Dragon Sect. They had pledged loyalty to the sect, but their allegiance to the planet lord remained unshaken.
Liu Wuxie, unaware of Mu Heng’s brooding, marveled at his new strength. His Ghost Eye had grown sharper, its range expanding from one hundred meters to a full thousand. With it, his ability to sense Wisdom Stones far surpassed others.
The power of destiny appeared in his soul sea, but he had yearned to uncover its truth. The only path forward was to expand his soul sea and unravel the mystery of who he truly was, and what destiny had bound him.
“Let’s go,” Liu Wuxie said with a faint smile, shooting out like a meteor. He Yingwu hurried behind him.
Along the way, He Yingwu refined the Wisdom Stone that Liu Wuxie had given him, and his soul sea doubled in size. The true benefit would only reveal itself once he had consolidated his gains.
Liu Wuxie suddenly halted, striking a boulder with his palm. It shattered, revealing five Wisdom Stones within. Without pause, he moved on. In less than two hours, he shattered another boulder and unearthed six more.
The twelve elders, watching through the Memory Stone, exchanged baffled looks. The spectacle struck even the disciples behind them dumb.
“Are Wisdom Stones truly that easy to find?” a War Dragon Institute elder muttered. To ordinary cultivators, Wisdom Stones were exceedingly rare; they formed inside hidden boulders over countless years, and people considered finding even one extraordinary.
According to past records, the sect hailed anyone who found five Wisdom Stones in the trial as a prodigy. However, Liu Wuxie had unearthed nearly thirty in a single day, not counting the three that he and He Yingwu had already refined.
“If I had known Wisdom Stones were this easy to find, I’d have risked everything to slay a few astral beasts just to enter the third segment,” lamented one disciple outside.
“Bullshit! Look at the others—has anyone else found a single Wisdom Stone?” another retorted.
Indeed, Mu Heng and his group had wandered the mountain range for three days without finding one, while Liu Wuxie unearthed them effortlessly. Mu Heng and the others searched the east, while Liu Wuxie and He Yingwu dominated the west.
By the fifth day, Liu Wuxie’s tally had exceeded fifty Wisdom Stones.
“We can’t let this continue. Wisdom Stones on Avatar Star are limited. At this rate, he’ll plunder everything,” said a Dharma Institute elder, finally breaking the silence.
Surprisingly, all twelve elders agreed, even those of the Heavenly Martial Institute. Liu Wuxie had far exceeded expectations. If the training were allowed to continue, he would strip the entire mountain range bare.
They got ready to end the trial early.
Before they could announce anything, however, Liu Wuxie abruptly sat down and began refining the Wisdom Stones. Relief washed over the elders, though uncertainty lingered. Ending the trial now wouldn’t be fair to those who hadn’t found any, but if they were to let the trial continue, Liu Wuxie would end up taking everything away with him.
He Yingwu stood guard as Liu Wuxie refined the stones. Waves of soul energy poured into his soul sea like a surging tide.
The elders’ eyelids twitched. Even for the gifted, refining more than one or two Wisdom Stones was dangerous. Soul seas were fragile, like ponds. Push them too far, and they would fracture, spilling everything within.
Even seventh-grade spiritual pills could hardly repair such damage.
Yet Liu Wuxie refined them without hesitation. Everyone revealed shock on their face when they saw what Liu Wuxie was doing. Then again, Liu Wuxie’s soul sea was beyond their comprehension; they had no idea that Liu Wuxie had no need to worry about his soul sea, as the Heavenly Dao Book was around.
Holding two stones at once, he drew out their essence until they crumbled to ashes. Then, he took two more, circulating the Desolate Devouring Art.
Ten Wisdom Stones dissolved into him in less than ten minutes. Shock rippled outside the mountain range, and even He Yingwu stared in disbelief.
After refining just one, his soul sea had nearly ruptured. However, Liu Wuxie’s expression remained calm, untouched by strain.
Peering into his soul sea, Liu Wuxie saw it overflowing with power. A smile spread across his lips. The stronger his soul sea, the greater the Ghost Eye would become. His Soul Spear would sharpen, and his Soul Shield would strengthen.
Suddenly, a tiny flame flickered in the depths of his soul sea, no larger than a sprout.
“Soul Fire!” His eyes widened. He had trained the Soul Forge Art for so long, yet never reached the threshold of the third form. Now, after refining so many Wisdom Stones, the Soul Fire finally ignited.
“So that’s it. The Soul Fire requires immense soul energy…” he realized. His comprehension had never been lacking—it was his reserves that had held him back.
Though small, the flame radiated terrifying power, a force even he dared not face directly.
He seized more Wisdom Stones, determined to feed the Soul Fire until it reached completion. A single spark could engulf a plain, and Liu Wuxie believed this flame could burn away an enemy’s primordial spirit.
Two more stones vanished into ashes in his hands as he continued refining.
Outside, disciples staggered at the sight, and some even collapsed outright from shock.
