Desolate Devouring Art - Chapter 1336 - Moon Tribulation Incineration Array
Chapter 1336 – Moon Tribulation Incineration Array
Three gazes fixed on Liu Wuxie as they waited for his answer.
“To be frank, I have urgent matters after the Myriad Race Ceremony. I must finish those before I can visit your two races,” Liu Wuxie said.
After the ceremony, he planned to rely on the Heavenly Dragon Sect to open the Astral Domain Path. Once back on the True Martial Continent, he still needed to save Han Feizi and prepare for what followed, since opening the path would not save the continent at once.
The process had to stay gradual. He would return first, because building an interstellar teleportation array took time—possibly years, even decades.
“That isn’t urgent as long as it happens in the next few years,” the elven elder said. They didn’t press him; keeping it in mind was enough.
“Thank you for your understanding,” Liu Wuxie said, cupping his fists. Once matters on the True Martial Continent settled and time allowed, he would visit both races.
Next, they turned to how they would handle the Grand Unity Sect’s retaliation.
“Elder Zhuge, it won’t be easy for the two races to fend off the Grand Unity Sect. Whatever we plan, they can anticipate it,” Liu Wuxie said, cutting into the discussion.
Zhuge Ming nodded. The Grand Unity Sect had surely noticed the two races’ arrival and would prepare accordingly. Since the enemy could match any plan, a surprise strike offered the best chance.
“Given that, what strategy do you propose?” Zhuge Ming asked, now addressing Liu Wuxie as an equal. Results in the Divine Sun-Shooting Tower mattered less than Liu Wuxie’s survival.
“I need a hundred trustworthy people who will follow my instructions without question,” Liu Wuxie said after a brief pause.
“That’s simple,” Zhuge Ming said, nodding as he summoned the elders. With three thousand disciples present, choosing a hundred would be easy.
Liu Wuxie looked to the giant chieftain and the elven elder. “I also need the cooperation of the giant clan and the elven race.”
Discussion rippled across the warship, especially among the demon clan, the abyssal race, and the others. Whatever it took, they meant to secure strong results in the Divine Sun-Shooting Tower.
Within fifteen minutes, they selected one hundred Heavenly Dragon Sect disciples, most volunteering the moment Liu Wuxie called.
Soon after, Vanya, A’Lei, and A’Li boarded the warship. Seeing the group assembled, Liu Wuxie allowed himself a faint smile.
“Brother Liu, what do you need from me?” A’Lei asked, his voice rumbling like distant thunder.
Many Heavenly Dragon Sect disciples clenched their fists, eager to make their mark at the Myriad Race Ceremony. Liu Wuxie’s slaughter of over a thousand Grand Unity Sect disciples had stunned them, and now they finally had a chance to take part.
“This time we face not only the Grand Unity Sect but a broad alliance,” Liu Wuxie said, sweeping the crowd. “Numbers alone won’t hold them. Our option is spiritual arrays.”
The Icebound Expanse Array still burned in everyone’s memory.
“Junior Brother Wuxie, spiritual arrays are fixed and slow to set up—most of us aren’t even versed in them,” a Heavenly Dragon Sect disciple protested with a frown.
The Divine Sun-Shooting Tower had nine levels; arranging nine arrays was unrealistic, and the Grand Unity Sect wouldn’t give them the time, regardless.
“Who says spiritual arrays must be fixed? Have none of you seen a movable array?” Liu Wuxie asked, sweeping his gaze over them. Shock crossed the elders’ faces; they had never heard of such a thing.
“Wuxie, are you certain arrays can move?” an Earth Immortal asked, his interest sharpening. Even at their level, they couldn’t set up something as monstrous as the Icebound Expanse Array.
“Of course. Spiritual arrays fall into three types: fixed arrays, void arrays, and movable arrays,” Liu Wuxie said with a nod.
Everyone knew the first two types: fixed arrays—like a mountain-guarding array or the Icebound Expanse Array—and void arrays that cultivators inscribed into artifacts. Movable arrays were extremely rare; ancient texts mentioned them, but cultivators had long since lost the method to set them up.
“Liu Wuxie, stop circling the point and tell us what to do,” the disciples urged, barely containing their impatience.
“I’ll teach you the array arts now. Vanya will command; A’Lei and A’Li will guard the core. The rest of you will kill our enemies,” Liu Wuxie said, a cold edge flashing in his eyes. Once he deployed the array in his mind, it would devastate the foe.
“Big Brother Liu, can I manage that?” Vanya asked. Commanding a spiritual array was more complicated than killing an enemy; she had to ensure no link in the array failed.
“You’ll be fine,” Liu Wuxie said, offering Vanya a steady, reassuring look.
She had inherited her knowledge of arrays from him and had even broken the Myriad-Phase Divine Buddha Array. By skill, she rivaled pinnacle grandmasters, yet the absence of elven array practitioners left her unsure of her own skill level.
“From now on, anyone who kills a Grand Unity Sect disciple earns one hundred thousand astral stones,” Zhuge Ming declared. “The sect will fund the rewards.”
The reward was a staggering one hundred thousand astral stones per kill—a massive sum if all one hundred disciples hunted Grand Unity Sect members. Yet to the Heavenly Dragon Sect, astral stones were mere numbers. After all, they now governed three planets and several interstellar teleportation arrays.
Even so, these disciples would have fought without a moment’s hesitation, reward or not.
Liu Wuxie sent the array’s essentials into everyone’s soul seas, hoping they would master it within three days.
“Moon Tribulation Incineration Array!” The name alone warned of its terror. Ordinary arrays had fixed cores, and destroying that core collapsed the formation.
Liu Wuxie, however, had modified this array so that A’Lei and A’Li formed its core. As long as the two giants lived, the array would hold, and even transform at will. As everyone studied it, fear crept across their faces.
“What a terrifying array!” the disciples breathed as they formed ranks. A’Lei and A’Li took their places as the core, and Vanya assumed command of the formation.
“Elders, attack the array and help them perfect it as quickly as possible,” Liu Wuxie instructed.
They had just learned the array, so flaws were inevitable. Only live exchanges would expose those gaps and let them refine them. The disciples also lacked rapport; real fighting would temper the hundred into a team.
Five elders struck five different nodes while suppressing their cultivation to the Void Realm. If they had used Earth Immortal power, they would have shattered the array at once.
Vanya tensed up, but the hundred steadily built rapport. Under Liu Wuxie’s guidance, they corrected the flaws of the array as they fought. At first, the five elders still found openings. A day later, the array offered none; instead, it forced them back. They had to call in five more elders.
Watching from afar, Zhuge Ming’s eyes flashed with surprise. If the array were to spread through the sect, it would become a devastating weapon for the Heavenly Dragon Sect.
The formation kept moving—up from the valley to the summit—yet its strength never wavered.
A’Lei and A’Li bore the brunt at the core, facing the full weight of every assault.
They drilled without sleep for three days and concluded that even pinnacle Void Realm experts would die miserably before it. Their awe for Liu Wuxie settled deep.
“Everyone, rest. The Divine Sun-Shooting Tower opens tomorrow. If anyone breathes a word of today, don’t blame me for being merciless,” Zhuge Ming said, his voice laced with sweeping soul energy.
Only a fool would leak what they had learned. After sending off the giant chieftain and the elven elder, the Heavenly Dragon Sect’s warship fell quiet again.
At dawn, White Moon Valley burst to life. The abyssal race, the demon clan, the beastkins, and others stood ready to march.
Thunder rolled across the sky as a golden tower came into view.
“A Quasi-Immortal Artifact,” Liu Wuxie murmured, eyes narrowing at the golden tower—an artifact pressed against the threshold of a true Immortal Artifact.
“Remember your mission,” Zhuge Ming said, sweeping the crowd. He needed to say no more; everyone already knew their roles.
“Wuxie, the top of the Divine Sun-Shooting Tower holds a special reward. Whoever reaches it first claims it. You must find a way to get it,” Elder Long said at his side.
In the previous three events, he had told Liu Wuxie not to force anything. Only in the tower did he hope for Liu Wuxie to take first place.
Elder Long wouldn’t have spoken so before, but after witnessing the Moon Tribulation Incineration Array yesterday, his confidence in Liu Wuxie had grown significantly.
Liu Wuxie nodded. Since Elder Long valued it this highly, the climb wouldn’t be so simple. However, he could make use of it to reach the third-level Primal Origin Realm.
The Divine Sun-Shooting Tower, an ancient artifact now in Emperor Haoyuan’s hands, bloomed with a golden vortex as the first-level gate opened.
“Go,” Zhuge Ming said, and with a wave of his hand, he sent the disciples forward.
Liu Wuxie led the way with the others close behind. Through the golden vortex, he stepped into another space-time. The inside of a Quasi-Immortal Artifact sprawled vast, unlike the ancestral talisman’s internal space.
The ancestral talisman held folded dimensions, but the Divine Sun-Shooting Tower’s space stood independent. Each floor unfurled across vast terrain—mountains, rivers, lakes, and seas.
When Liu Wuxie touched down, the hundred disciples closed in, with the giant clan and the elven race following. The other disciples of the Heavenly Dragon Sect looked confused, but they let it pass and began searching for the path to the second level.
“Move out!” Liu Wuxie ordered, and the group of 104 advanced into the depths of the first floor.
Moments after Liu Wuxie’s departure, another force arrived—the Grand Unity Sect appeared at the fore with thousands.
