Desolate Devouring Art - Chapter 1311 - Nether Hellfire
Chapter 1311 – Nether Hellfire
The five elemental millstone appeared, blanketing the sky and throwing a shadow across several thousand meters.
Seeing such a terrifying millstone, Vanya stared with wide eyes and an open mouth. They had only been apart for a few days, and Liu Wuxie’s cultivation had already become even more profound. However, that was only the start. The Great Five Elemental Mythical Art had already pushed its limit in suppressing the Stone Transformation Art.
“Great Frost Mythical Art!” Liu Wuxie unleashed a second mythical art, summoning an icy storm that coiled around Hu Shan. The Great Frost Mythical Art happened to counter the Stone Transformation Art perfectly, freezing every joint of Hu Shan and turning him into a true stone man.
Hu Shan stayed rooted in place, frozen solid from head to toe and unable to move. Once the two mythical arts descended together, he instantly lost any ability to resist.
Hu Shan was strong. He had mastered three mythical arts. However, Liu Wuxie had already displayed five or six since the battle had begun. Hu Shan couldn’t believe how overpowering Liu Wuxie’s true essence and laws were.
Cracking sounds rang out as Hu Shan started bursting apart, stone shards flying in every direction. No blood spilled, and only chunks of stone shattered outward.
Vanya waved a hand and let out a soft chant, freezing all the stone shards in midair. That prevented Hu Shan from recovering and stripped him of any last ability to resist.
When the five elemental millstone dropped from above, they ground Hu Shan into dust. The Sky Devouring Divine Cauldron appeared and consumed all the drifting laws and energy in the air. Only then did the battle finally end.
Liu Wuxie showed no joy in victory, only a grave expression. He knew the Grand Unity Sect had many experts like Hu Shan, and it had taken this much effort to handle him. He could already picture the trouble if he had to face several at Hu Shan’s level at once.
Now he had to face the Grand Unity Sect’s full-scale hunt. Zhuge Ming had told the other disciples to do whatever they could to help him inside the Netherworld, but Liu Wuxie knew that wasn’t realistic. Not many would listen, and even fewer would willingly risk their lives for him.
After all, even if they gambled their lives against the Grand Unity Sect, the benefits would still end up with Liu Wuxie. If anything went wrong, they would be the ones to die. The Heavenly Dragon Sect’s disciples weren’t fools.
Then again, that was human nature, and nothing could change it. The Heavenly Dragon Sect’s unity had fallen sharply after that ancient battle three hundred thousand years ago.
The Grand Unity Sect was the complete opposite. That same ancient battle had only raised their standing.
“It looks like we’ll have to find some allies,” Liu Wuxie said, his brows drawn tight. However, he knew he couldn’t rely on the Heavenly Dragon Sect’s disciples. It would already be a blessing if they didn’t come after him. Even if a few wanted to help, there were too few of them and they were too weak, unless all three thousand disciples stood behind him, and that was impossible with his current status in the sect.
Many true disciples held lofty statuses. How could they ever accept taking orders from Liu Wuxie? Then again, the same logic applied to the Grand Unity Sect; they wouldn’t send all three thousand of their disciples after him. Even sending one thousand would already be enough to overwhelm him.
“I can summon the other elves,” Vanya said, hurrying to his side. As the elven race’s saintess, she could gather more elves to help Liu Wuxie through this crisis. She had already told the elders about Liu Wuxie’s link to their ancestor, Vandore.
The elven elders had already agreed to let Vanya assist Liu Wuxie. That was why she had reached out to him the instant everyone had entered the Netherworld. Liu Wuxie was the last person to have seen their ancestor in tens of thousands of years. No matter what, they had to protect him because only he could lead them back to their ancestor.
“We’re facing a pack of wolves and tigers. Just the elven race alone won’t be enough,” Liu Wuxie said, shaking his head. The elven race still lacked raw combat strength. Then again, they weren’t born to battle in the first place.
Three figures came to his mind: A’Lei, A’Li, and A’Ya. If they could get help from them, their odds of surviving the Netherworld would rise sharply. Unlike the elven race, the giant clan was born for battle.
Rumor said the giant clan’s home planet was unimaginably vast and packed with giants. Even worse, the demonic beasts that lived there were also colossal, constantly threatening the giants’ survival and battling them for food.
“If only Big Brother A’Lei and the others were here,” Vanya said.
“Let’s go,” Liu Wuxie said. He could only take one step at a time, and the battle here had already drawn a swarm of nether clans to investigate.
The two of them left quickly and watched more and more nether clans gather nearby to inspect the aftermath of the fight. Liu Wuxie knew the Grand Unity Sect had other experts versed in the Thousand Divination Art. It was only a matter of time before they tracked him again.
They crossed a mountain range and found several decent spiritual herbs along the way, each one radiating dense nether energy. The Netherworld’s second level was much smaller than the first, which made encounters with other races far more likely.
Over the next two days, Liu Wuxie didn’t encounter any disciples from the Grand Unity Sect, and they didn’t use the Thousand Divination Art against him. The silence only sharpened his unease. He knew the Grand Unity Sect had to be brewing something big.
Vanya had grown exhausted from the journey. For the elven race, the environment alone was already a trial. After spending several days together, a subtle change appeared in her eyes whenever she looked at Liu Wuxie.
Though Liu Wuxie had noticed it long ago, he chose not to call attention to it. Instead, he did his best to keep some distance between them.
The Netherworld had no day or night. They rested only when they were exhausted and moved again once they had recovered. By now, most of the other races had already pressed on to the third or even the fourth levels.
“Big Brother Liu, we’re surrounded,” Vanya said suddenly as she stood up. She had already changed the way she addressed him from ‘Young Master Liu’ to ‘Big Brother Liu,’ drawing even closer to him.
“I know,” Liu Wuxie replied. He didn’t move. He had already sensed the nether clan stalking them for the past few days, though he still didn’t know the reason.
Ever since entering the Netherworld, they had run into the Nether clansmen several times, but each time they had avoided direct conflict. Now, more than thirty nether clan experts advanced in step, wielding forks as they closed in on Liu Wuxie.
The nether clan themselves weren’t the real problem. The actual threat was the ghost clan members among them. He hadn’t expected the ghost clan and the nether clan to work together. Then again, the ghost clan’s origin was similar to the nether clan’s, tracing their bloodline to Emperor Yellow Springs.
Seeing the ghostly faces drifting toward them, Vanya edged closer to Liu Wuxie. The yin energy rolling off the ghost clan made her skin crawl. On top of that, the nether clan was the elven race’s natural nemesis. It was only natural that Vanya felt fear.
“Why have you people been following me?” Liu Wuxie asked. The only reason he hadn’t confronted them earlier was curiosity. He wanted to know why the nether clan had stalked him for so long.
“Hand over the Ghost Pupil!” a ghost face said. They demanded that Liu Wuxie surrender the Ghost Pupil. News that the Ghost Pupil, one of the Eight Divine Pupils, had already spread through the ghost clan. Since the ghost clan and the nether clan shared the same root, it was natural for the nether clan to help them.
“Come at me,” Liu Wuxie said with a nod. Just as he had expected, the ghost clan was here for the Ghost Pupil. His Ghost Eye was still evolving, and it still had a long way to go before it fully became the true Ghost Pupil.
There was no point in arguing. Besides, killing these ghost faces would let him absorb more deathly energy, which would help him master the Great Death Mythical Art. If he could master it, that would become another powerful trump card in his arsenal.
“Liu Wuxie, still so stubborn even when facing death? This is the Netherworld. I advise you to hand over the Ghost Pupil obediently,” said a member of the nether clan.
“You talk a lot,” Liu Wuxie said, flicking his finger. A powerful blade ray shot out, killing that nether clansman before he could respond.
No one had expected him to strike first, especially right after the nether clan had reminded him they were in the Netherworld. Now that the ghost clan had revealed that Liu Wuxie possessed the Ghost Pupil, it wouldn’t be long before stronger nether clan experts arrived to seize it.
There was another reason. Liu Wuxie intended to kill everyone who knew about the Ghost Pupil and stop the news from spreading. If other races learned about it, the Grand Unity Sect wouldn’t be the only ones hunting him; experts throughout the Indigo Bamboo Astral Domain would also hunt him.
He knew the nether clan and the ghost clan wouldn’t be the only ones chasing him. The faceless clan would come after him as well. Cursed energy happened to be the faceless clan’s nemesis, and they would never allow him to live. The only comfort was that he didn’t have to worry about the divine race for now.
Vanya stayed where she was while Liu Wuxie charged into the crowd with the Heretic Blade in hand.
“Nether Hellfire!” Dozens of nether clansmen attacked together, summoning a terrifying flame, the nether clan’s signature mythical art. Rumor had it that Emperor Yellow Springs created their most powerful mythical art: the Great Yellow Springs Mythical Art. Once executed, it could summon the yellow springs to crush everything in sight.
Emperor Yellow Springs had long since refined the entire Yellow Springs, and the current nether clan no longer possessed it. Naturally, they couldn’t master the Great Yellow Springs Mythical Art.
However, before Emperor Yellow Springs had left, he had left behind many powerful techniques. Nether Hellfire was one of them, allowing its user to drag the underground flames into battle.
“You people dare to show such garbage mythical art in front of me?” Liu Wuxie snorted. Nether Hellfire might have worked on ordinary opponents, but he had already comprehended the five elements and possessed the demonic flame. The force he could summon dwarfed Nether Hellfire many times over.
Without hesitation, Liu Wuxie summoned the Demonic Purgatory Chains. They shot out and bound thirty members of the nether clan, who couldn’t even struggle. The sight made all the ghost faces turn pale. They only knew Liu Wuxie excelled in blacksmithing and talisman crafting; they had no idea about his combat strength.
After all, Liu Wuxie’s cultivation at the Origin Conversion Realm hadn’t just fooled the Grand Unity Sect. It had fooled everyone.
The instant the Demonic Purgatory Chains burrowed into their bodies, they began draining nether energy and channeling it into the Sky Devouring Divine Cauldron. The dark-attributed energy from their bodies could help Liu Wuxie comprehend the Great Darkness Mythical Art.
“Y-You! How do you have primordial force in your body?” The nether clansmen began to panic, horror twisting their faces. Back then, the divine race had revealed that the Sky Devouring Divine Cauldron was born from primordial force.
It had formed when two opposing forces had devoured each other, creating a primordial vortex that had gradually evolved into the Sky Devouring Divine Cauldron.
Liu Wuxie didn’t bother to explain. He dragged the entire nether group into the cauldron and refined them into dark-attributed energy. The sight terrified the ghost clan. They turned and fled without hesitation.
“Don’t you think it’s a little late to run now?” Liu Wuxie said. Since he had already killed the nether clan, how could he possibly allow the ghost clan to escape? He instantly activated the Ghost Eye. His soul energy condensed into Soul Spears that shot out and struck the ghosts down.
