Desolate Devouring Art - Chapter 1317 - Witch Wheel Blade
Chapter 1317 – Witch Wheel Blade
Liu Wuxie had to end the fight quickly. The giant clan possessed formidable combat strength, but even they would struggle against the divine race’s divine energy.
“Great Five Elemental Mythical Art! Great Spatial Mythical Art!” Liu Wuxie shouted, casting both mythical arts at once. The air around them sealed shut, locking down the area and restricting Shi Luo’s movements.
The Great Spatial Mythical Art could even compress space, and the pressure it generated was enough to crush a ninth-level Primal Origin Realm cultivator.
“Witch Wheel Blade!” Shi Luo roared.
He summoned a strange weapon into his hand, and it released a surge of energy unique to the witcher clan.
“Witch energy…” Liu Wuxie murmured. His understanding of the witcher clan surpassed that of everyone present.
The witcher clan was second only to the divine race in age, but their inheritance had fractured. They were nothing like the divine race, which had preserved and even strengthened its legacy.
When the Witch Wheel Blade descended from the sky, its strike split the surrounding space apart. The moment it appeared, it stirred the witcher realm within Liu Wuxie. The inner realm reacted with a powerful urge to devour the Witch Wheel Blade.
After refining Ru Shou and She Bishi, Liu Wuxie’s body contained a vast amount of witcher clan laws.
Liu Wuxie’s eyes lit up when he saw the Witch Wheel Blade. If he could refine it, he could perfect the witcher realm within him. Refining She Bishi had given him insight into the Poison Dao Art, and refining Ru Shou had strengthened his Five Elemental Dao Art.
If his guess was correct, the Witch Wheel Blade belonged to Di Jiang’s lineage. Of the twelve divine avatars, Di Jiang ruled over space and was the progenitor of speed.
No wonder the Witch Wheel Blade could counter the Great Spatial Mythical Art.
When the Great Five Elemental Mythical Art descended, Shi Luo met it head-on and shattered it with another swing of the blade. The spectators’ expressions changed. None of them had expected such a bizarre weapon to counter so many mythical arts, and greed immediately stirred in them.
Some were already thinking about how to seize the blade from Shi Luo’s hand. An artifact that could directly counter mythical arts was rare. Among the human race, artifacts at that level barely existed.
Liu Wuxie’s expression turned grave. The Witch Wheel Blade was too strange. He didn’t hesitate to cast the Great Frost Mythical Art, shaping it into a blade that descended on Shi Luo.
The Witch Wheel Blade pierced space again and shattered the Great Frost Mythical Art before it could land. The Witch Wheel Blade didn’t just command space. It also carried a wisp of samsara power, which made it even more unnerving to face.
“Liu Wuxie, you’re not my match. Surrender obediently,” Shi Luo sneered. He attacked again with the Witch Wheel Blade. This time, it contained an even greater force.
Witch energy surged like a tidal wave and spread a pale yellow mist across the island. Just breathing it in made everyone feel sick.
Vanya and the giants immediately pulled back. Breathing too deeply would let the witch energy invade their bodies. Witch energy carried a strange substance that disrupted the circulation of true essence in humans, delivering pain reminiscent of a thousand needles stabbing into one’s flesh.
The same applied to giants. In fact, only the divine race could ignore its effects.
A cold smirk touched Liu Wuxie’s lips. Witch energy was poison to others, but it was nourishment to him. He devoured the surrounding witch energy and fused it with his desolate world.
Facing the Witch Wheel Blade, Liu Wuxie summoned the Heretic Blade and counterattacked. The two blades collided with a deafening impact, as if they wanted to split the sky apart. Black vortexes and swirling winds converged, and the distant ocean roared and rose into waves several stories high.
The blast from their clash sent both Liu Wuxie and Shi Luo hurtling backward. That exchange made one thing clear—law suppression was ineffective on Shi Luo.
Instead, the Witch Wheel Blade was suppressing Liu Wuxie. This was precisely what he was worried about.
The Grand Unity Sect still hadn’t shown itself, and he feared they possessed artifacts capable of slaying Void Realm cultivators.
Blood trickled from Shi Luo’s lips. He couldn’t match Liu Wuxie in physique or laws. He had only managed a draw by relying on the Witch Wheel Blade.
“That weapon doesn’t belong to your divine race. Where did you get it?” Liu Wuxie asked. He advanced on Shi Luo step by step. If he could find other witcher clan remnants and refine them, he believed he could reach the Primal Origin Realm very soon.
“You’ll never know!” Shi Luo spat. He lunged forward, swinging the Witch Wheel Blade with even greater force, unleashing waves of witch energy that rumbled outward.
“Do you really think a witcher clan weapon can suppress me? How naive,” Liu Wuxie sneered. He hadn’t used the witcher clan’s laws earlier because he wanted to see precisely what the Witch Wheel Blade could do.
Now, he had his answer. The Witch Wheel Blade wasn’t complete. It only carried fragments of the witcher clan’s laws. An actual witcher clan artifact was far more destructive; it would be strong enough to tear heaven and earth apart.
Shi Luo’s eyes narrowed, and fear flashed in them.
“How do you know about the witcher clan?!” he shouted. The witcher clan was ancient, and most people didn’t even know that it still existed. Back in the Yin-Yang Valley, many people hadn’t known anything about it at all.
Shi Luo could no longer maintain his composure. He couldn’t understand how Liu Wuxie, a cultivator still in the Origin Conversion Realm, knew more than ancient beings.
By now, Liu Wuxie had already shown monstrous talent in spiritual arrays, talismans, and blacksmithing. Any one of those alone could let him dominate an entire generation.
“This Witch Wheel Blade is decent. I’ll be taking it,” Liu Wuxie said. He had no intention of explaining anything to Shi Luo. He charged forward and stirred the witcher realm within his own body.
An even more terrifying surge of witch energy wrapped around the Heretic Blade. Shi Luo and the other divinekin immediately reacted, their faces twisting. The only reason they had dared to hunt Liu Wuxie in the first place was that they had the Witch Wheel Blade. Without it, they would never have come here.
“This is impossible! How do you have the witcher clan’s laws in your body?!” Shi Luo shouted. His expression twisted. In that instant, he lost the Witch Wheel Blade’s only advantage.
Then something even more terrifying happened. The Witch Wheel Blade flew toward Liu Wuxie on its own, drawn to the witcher clan laws he had released. It returned to its origin—the witcher realm in his desolate world.
The moment the Witch Wheel Blade left his hand, Shi Luo knew how bad the situation had become. He didn’t hesitate. He instantly turned and fled, as he knew that their plan had failed.
They hadn’t lost to Liu Wuxie. They had lost to the witcher clan laws in his body.
“None of you will leave this place alive,” Liu Wuxie said. He needed to know why the divine race had broken the agreement to hunt him.
He had to know whether they were acting under the Divine Son’s orders or acting behind the Divine Son’s back. Although Liu Wuxie hadn’t known the Divine Son for long, he could sense that the latter was aloof and would never break his word.
After losing the Witch Wheel Blade, Shi Luo was like a tiger without claws. When the Heretic Blade descended, he couldn’t even resist. He exploded, and the Ancestral Tree absorbed the energy and laws inside him before condensing them into another Divine Fruit.
The remaining divinekin panicked at the sight and tried to run.
“Where do you think you’re going?!” Liu Wuxie roared.
Every last one of them represented a Divine Fruit, and he had no intention of letting them escape. The more Divine Fruits he refined, the stronger his divine force would become. That meant he could wield even more mythical arts.
He could control four or five mythical arts at once because his divine force directly supported him. The stronger his divine force, the more mythical arts he could unleash.
In the blink of an eye, all the divinekin were slain and converted into twenty-four Divine Fruits. After searching their memories, he learned that these divinekin had acted on their own. They hadn’t come under the Divine Son’s orders.
The other races that had pulled back earlier didn’t dare linger another moment. They fled without hesitation. Liu Wuxie didn’t pursue them; he had no feud with them, but he would show no mercy to anyone who wanted his life.
The oceanic clan hadn’t left. They weren’t willing to give up. They had watched Liu Wuxie use witcher clan laws to wipe out the divine race, and they convinced themselves that he couldn’t have been Shi Luo’s match in a direct, honest fight.
“You people are still here?” Liu Wuxie asked. He swept his gaze across the oceanic clan. He wasn’t in a hurry to refine the Witch Wheel Blade.
Being questioned by Liu Wuxie instantly angered the members of the oceanic clan. They exchanged glances and reached an agreement in a heartbeat.
“Aquatic Roar!” the oceanic clan shouted.
They attacked. Whirlpools formed, powerful enough to rip up the surrounding trees with sheer tearing force. The impact ground giant boulders the size of houses to mere dust.
The scene was terrifying. The oceanic clan had drawn on the full strength of the surrounding water and finally made their move against Liu Wuxie. The whirlpools kept growing, wiping out everything in their path.
Seeing the incoming whirlpools, A’Lei threw a punch. The impact unleashed a tidal wave of force, shattering one of the whirlpools in a thunderous explosion. Water crashed down like rain and drenched him to the bone.
However, the water gathered again into an even larger whirlpool. It wrapped around A’Lei and lifted him off the ground. If that whirlpool carried him into the air and detonated, the impact would tear him apart.
Vanya fared no better. Even after casting Doom Tempest, the whirlpools still swept her up. They spun faster and faster, merging into a gigantic vortex that carried enough force to uproot the entire island.
The oceanic clan’s actions completely enraged Liu Wuxie. Terrifying murderous intent flashed in his eyes. A massive whirlpool formed in front of him and unleashed a powerful suction force that dragged him in. It spun even faster. Anyone else in his place would already be dizzy from the rotation.
“Break!” Liu Wuxie roared.
He swung the Heretic Blade down, and the strike evaporated the whirlpool into a cloud of steam. Then, he soared into the air and cast the Nine Heavenly Dragon Forms. His figure turned into a golden divine dragon that swept across the sky and tore through every whirlpool in its path.
Divine dragons could command the clouds and rain. In a matter of breaths, he destroyed dozens of vortexes.
The faces of the oceanic clan members shifted, but they continued to channel more water to create an even larger whirlpool. Then, they hurled their spears into it.
“Garbage like you dares to defy me?” Liu Wuxie roared.
He executed the first four forms of the Nine Heavenly Dragon Forms, unleashing power that even surpassed the Great Five Elemental Mythical Art.
The moment it erupted, a black rupture split open in the sky. Liu Wuxie tore through the Netherworld’s fabric of space itself, and a powerful surge of force poured down from above, forcing the oceanic clan to fall back in panic.
“Where do you think you’re going?!” Liu Wuxie roared. He would never allow them to flee after hurting his friends.
