Desolate Devouring Art - Chapter 1304 - Purgatory
Chapter 1304 – Purgatory
Anyone else would panic in the face of such a massive crowd, but Liu Wuxie maintained a calm expression with a devilish smile tugging at his lips.
“Liu Wuxie, prepare to die!” A powerful sword ray shot down from the sky, targeting him directly. The Grand Unity Sect had already sealed off everything within a radius of one kilometer.
“Out of my way!” Liu Wuxie shouted, sweeping his palm through the air. With a single motion, Liu Wuxie sent the sword ray flying. He effortlessly dismissed the attacking disciple, a sixth-level Primal Origin Realm cultivator, with just one swift motion.
“He’s something else,” murmured those standing outside the perimeter. That casual wave of his hand alone made many feel inadequate.
“It doesn’t matter. Even if he’s a monster, the Grand Unity Sect will trap him today,” someone commented. Many Heavenly Dragon Sect disciples lingered at a distance, displeased with the Grand Unity Sect’s actions, but none dared intervene.
The gap in their strength was too broad, and no one wanted to risk their life for Liu Wuxie.
The ghost clan, faceless clan, oceanic clan, and other races occupied separate sectors, watching intently, but the formation lacked tightness. Liu Wuxie waited, biding his time until the right moment arrived.
“Liu Wuxie, stop struggling! You won’t escape!” a ninth-level Primal Origin Realm cultivator shouted, his voice rumbling like thunder and slicing through the air toward Liu Wuxie. His glare cut into Liu Wuxie, but Liu Wuxie remained focused.
“Grand Unity Sect, I’m impressed that a dignified sect like yours has resorted to such despicable means. I look down on you all,” Liu Wuxie said, sweeping his gaze over the crowd before it settled on Mo Hong.
He knew that Mo Hong planned to gather the Grand Unity Sect disciples to capture Vanya and force him to reveal himself.
His words caused many Grand Unity Sect disciples to lower their heads in shame.
If word spread that so many experts had ganged up on someone at the Origin Conversion Realm, the Grand Unity Sect would become a laughingstock.
Even the disciples questioned why they needed so many people to deal with someone at the Origin Conversion Realm, especially after witnessing Liu Wuxie’s terrifying performance during the blacksmithing event.
“Liu Wuxie, we can’t use conventional methods to deal with despicable people like you. Surrender!” they demanded. They didn’t act right away because they wanted Liu Wuxie alive to search his soul and extract the secrets of the Icebound Expanse Array.
After all, Liu Wuxie had used that array to kill over seventy of their elite experts and over a hundred divinekins, especially the ability to manipulate samsara power.
The Grand Unity Sect’s upper echelons ordered them to capture him alive, at any cost.
“Come at me,” Liu Wuxie said indifferently, unwilling to waste any time on these people. The truth about who was despicable became clear to everyone. Though many hated him, they still understood right from wrong.
“Stop wasting time with that kid. I’ll capture him alive,” an eighth-level Primal Origin Realm cultivator said, stepping forward. He released his aura, stirring the dust and creating a terrifying scene. But no one attempted to stop him.
The encirclement closed in again. Liu Wuxie quickly assessed the situation. Though he couldn’t kill them all by detonating the Four Symbols Immortal Talisman yet, he could still take out many of them. The thought of burying hundreds of disciples satisfied him, even in imagination.
It had been years since the Grand Unity Sect bled like this. Killing just seventy disciples enraged the Grand Unity Sect’s upper echelons, prompting them to send Earth Immortals after Liu Wuxie’s life.
Facing the attack from the eighth-level Primal Origin Realm cultivator, Liu Wuxie remained indifferent, his eyes filled with mockery.
With a casual wave of his hand, the surrounding space rippled, and in the blink of an eye, he disappeared. By the time the crowd realized what had happened, Liu Wuxie had already reached Vanya. He grabbed her arm and tore open a spatial rift before vanishing again.
“Not good! Don’t let him escape!” The Grand Unity Sect disciples finally realized something had gone wrong. They watched Liu Wuxie move through space with the Great Spatial Mythical Art. His disappearance left them powerless to act.
Spectators in the distance gaped, astonished by Liu Wuxie’s monstrous spatial abilities. Then, a black dot of light appeared where Liu Wuxie had been standing. It quickly expanded into a black flag.
“This is bad! Scatter!” Mo Hong shouted, fleeing rapidly.
The other disciples exchanged confused glances, unsure of why Mo Hong had fled. The spectators, too far to understand what was happening, stood frozen.
The black flag lingered for only a moment before it erupted into a storm of darkness. The entire ancestral talisman trembled, and the commotion was so immense that it reached cultivators outside.
Searing flames swept outward, unaffected by the space around them. A terrifying black hole opened, tearing through several spatial dimensions and forming a super spatial abyss.
The disciples closest to the battlefield were incinerated before they could even scream. The black hole pulled the Grand Unity Sect disciples standing a few hundred meters away.
Even Liu Wuxie didn’t dare face the full force of the Four Symbols Immortal Talisman. The ordinary Grand Unity Sect disciples didn’t stand a chance.
In an instant, the death toll skyrocketed. Spectators standing a thousand meters away felt the shockwave, and only a few managed to escape like Mo Hong, who had retreated a step earlier.
The black hole expanded rapidly, sucking in every Grand Unity Sect disciple trying to escape. The scene was brutal, and those standing ten thousand meters away stared in horror.
“Liu Wuxie, damn you!” Many Grand Unity Sect disciples struggled against the black hole’s pull, desperately clawing their way out. The Four Symbols Immortal Talisman’s power expanded nonstop. Some disciples remained alive, but they would soon fall into the spatial abyss.
The area plunged into chaos—roars, screams, cries, and curses blended into a cacophony of despair.
Outside the ancestral talisman, experts atop Quasi and Pseudo-Immortal Artifacts woke up. Only one day remained until the event’s conclusion.
“What’s going on? Why did the ancestral talisman tremble so suddenly?” The experts aboard the warships were baffled, asking for answers from those nearby.
“I don’t know. It felt like a powerful detonation had happened deep inside the ancestral talisman.” The spectators could only guess with their divine senses. Even Heaven Gaze Realm experts couldn’t peer into the talisman’s inner space.
The Four Symbols Immortal Talisman’s influence expanded, causing the entire spatial dimension to collapse into darkness.
Over five hundred Grand Unity Sect disciples, including many at the ninth-level Primal Origin Realm, died in the explosion. Mo Hong staying at the farthest edge managed to escape.
The other races—faceless clan, ghost clan, oceanic clan—also suffered heavy losses.
The detonation of the Four Symbols Immortal Talisman claimed nearly a thousand lives. This was an unprecedented feat performed by someone at the Origin Conversion Realm. No one else had ever done this since the founding of the Myriad Race Ceremony.
No one could fully grasp what had happened. Everyone stood dumbfounded, as if they had swallowed something foul.
“Damn it!” The survivors cursed, but they couldn’t figure out who to blame.
Liu Wuxie targeted the Grand Unity Sect, and those too close to the battlefield could only blame themselves. Those who stayed farther away, like the giant clan, avoided the explosion.
“What did Liu Wuxie do?!” Many shouted in rage. They couldn’t understand what Liu Wuxie had unleashed; it was something so destructive that it killed nearly a thousand people in an instant. Only Earth Immortals should possess such power.
The Four Symbols Immortal Talisman held the essence of an immortal talisman, and its destructive power rivaled a pseudo-immortal art.
Yet Liu Wuxie knew he couldn’t enter the ancestral talisman again, and crafting another profound talisman of this level would be nearly impossible in the future.
“It’s a profound talisman! He detonated a profound talisman!” someone shouted, their eyes widening with realization. The black flag Liu Wuxie threw moments before had been a profound talisman all along.
“That’s impossible! How could a profound talisman cause such destruction?” others protested, their disbelief evident. They had never seen anything like it.
“Don’t you know Liu Wuxie collected many runes? It’s no surprise he could craft a profound talisman,” someone countered. After all, many had seen Liu Wuxie gather dozens of runes in the spatial storm region. With those runes, crafting a profound talisman lay well within his reach.
“Since he detonated his profound talisman, doesn’t that mean he has forfeited the event?” another asked, furrowing their brow. Many high-level cultivators at the Primal Origin Realm barely gathered enough runes to craft a single profound talisman in the past month. Yet, Liu Wuxie had used his so recklessly.
The black hole wouldn’t close. The remaining Grand Unity Sect disciples, struggling to escape, slowly succumbed, their curses swallowed by the vast spatial abyss.
Mo Hong stood in a separate region, the explosion’s blazing flames casting eerie shadows across his face. His eyes were chillingly grim, like a beast on the edge of berserk fury.
The Grand Unity Sect disciples around him stayed silent, too afraid to speak. Mo Hong clenched his fists so tightly that a spatial shard formed in his hand, but he didn’t feel the pain as it pierced his flesh. His fury knew no bounds.
“LIU WUXIE!” Mo Hong growled through gritted teeth, his voice heavy with venom.
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Meanwhile, Liu Wuxie emerged from a spatial rift with Vanya, appearing ten thousand meters away where A’Lei and the others waited anxiously.
The moment a black cloud rose in the distance, they recoiled in dread. Even from ten thousand meters away, they could feel the sheer force of the detonation, which was accompanied by an overwhelming heatwave that made them retreat instinctively.
They finally realized why Liu Wuxie had warned them to stay so far away.
“Saintess!” the elves cried out in excitement when they saw Liu Wuxie and Vanya stepping out of the rift.
“Brother Liu, what have you done?” A’Lei asked, his curiosity growing. The giants, towering above, had the perfect vantage point, even from ten thousand meters away, and they watched everything unfold.
