Desolate Devouring Art - Chapter 1523 - Pinnacle Fight
Chapter 1523 – Pinnacle Fight
Liu Wuxie arrived early, with only a few hours left before the appointed duel.
The moment Liu Wuxie appeared, the Divine Son’s eyes snapped open, and two rays shot out, streaking straight toward him.
Two blazing flames burst from Liu Wuxie’s body and doused the rays on contact. With that, the official clash between Liu Wuxie and the Divine Son began, and this battle would decide the standing of the human and divine races.
If the human race won, they would stand above the divine race. If they lost, their status would plummet, and the divine race would continue to suppress them.
Both locked eyes as a boundless fighting spirit erupted from them. When that momentum shot into the sky, the heavens churned, clouds vanished, the sun and moon dimmed, the ground split, mountains collapsed, and even the stars seemed to detour from their alignment.
A powerful shockwave rolled outward from the two of them. The moment Liu Wuxie appeared, the human race raised a barrier and sealed off the entire Blood Purgatory Summit so the battle wouldn’t spill into the surroundings. Most importantly, the seal made the spectacle far easier to watch.
The shockwave slammed into the barrier, detonated, and rebounded. That protection kept the nearby human cultivators from being flung away.
“What a terrifying energy fluctuation! Liu Wuxie is only at the Earth Immortal Realm, but the combat strength he displayed rivals the Heaven Gaze Realm.” People from various races erupted into chatter, all of them shaken by Liu Wuxie’s combat strength.
“The Divine Son isn’t weak either. He might be at the second-level Heaven Gaze Realm, but the energy he gave off even exceeds the older generation.”
Liu Wuxie and the Divine Son collided like two stars, and the shockwaves they created churned the magma below. The crimson surge rose like a beast that blotted out the sky, threatening to devour them both.
“Fight!” Liu Wuxie and the Divine Son roared, because they had waited a long time for this day.
The divine race’s longblade flashed into the Divine Son’s hand, and the Heretic Blade appeared in Liu Wuxie’s. After being nurtured in the Heavenly Deity Monument for so long, the Heretic Blade had given birth to Heaven Gaze Realm’s laws.
“Go!” The two blades shot out and clashed in mid-air, and neither man moved first, letting their weapons collide.
The two artifacts could think independently, and they fought to represent their masters.
Every clash rang with a loud metallic echo that rolled across heaven and earth. One after another formidable blade technique surfaced as streaks of light flashed across the sky.
The magma surging upward couldn’t withstand the blade rays and exploded outward like a red waterfall, covering the sky. As giant waves of molten rock splashed around, Liu Wuxie’s Divine Heavenly Feather Robe flared with dazzling radiance and blasted the magma away.
A thick layer of rippling light formed around the Divine Son like armor, encasing him within it. Both of them clearly wore powerful defensive armor, and killing the other party now felt harder than ascending the heavens. Their blades kept clashing, yet after multiple exchanges, neither could overpower the other.
The Heretic Blade plunged from the sky and executed the Heaven-Severing Strike. A terrifying force descended as if it meant to split the sky, seemingly able to pierce heaven and earth and cleave the universe in two.
Liu Wuxie had comprehended this attack in the Heavenly Deity Monument, its power and laws. He fixed his gaze on the blade’s trajectory and drove it with terrifying speed.
The gathered cultivators didn’t lack bladesmen, and their eyes nearly bulged at the sight. That single strike could kill an ordinary cultivator at the Heaven Gaze Realm.
Yet Liu Wuxie faced the Divine Son of the divine race, not an ordinary opponent. The Divine Son also fixed his gaze on his blade, and it erupted with dazzling radiance like a blazing sun.
No one could ever forget that sight. The blade let out a whistling shriek as it tore through the resistance of space, throwing the surroundings into chaos. Ripples surged like a category fifteen hurricane, sweeping over the Blood Purgatory Summit.
The waves ripped a mountain straight from the earth and ground it into dust as it tumbled. More importantly, magma and abyssal energy began gushing up, blotting out the sky and casting the entire battlefield in a sinister hue.
Fiends suppressed beneath the Blood Purgatory Summit began to emerge, brandishing their claws and charging at the duo. Countless fiends beneath the Blood Purgatory Summit had always been a legend, yet no one had expected that legend to be proven true.
Liu Wuxie and the Divine Son remained unbothered and allowed them to rush in. Shortly after, a sweeping blade intent cut through the sky and slaughtered them all, reducing them into boundless laws that tore through space.
The remaining fiends struggled under suppression and fled back into the depths underground. More peaks vanished, and the entire Blood Purgatory Summit began to collapse into a barren plain.
Magma spilled everywhere, turning the Blood Purgatory Summit into an ocean of molten fire. Countless fiends drowned in it, screaming as they sank.
Finally, the two attacks collided head-on.
The collision erupted in a deafening rumble, making countless people clamp their hands over their ears. The barrier could block the impact, but it couldn’t block the soundwave.
Even cultivators at the pinnacle of the Earth Immortal Realm covered their ears, yet blood still seeped from them.
The Heaven-Severing Strike fell into a light halo, trapped and unable to break free. Countless cracks spiderwebbed across that halo, as if it could explode at any moment.
Liu Wuxie flicked his finger through the air and sent an imprint into the Heretic Blade. Empowered by that imprint, the Heretic Blade released dazzling radiance like a blood sun rising into the sky.
The Divine Son refused to fall behind and flicked his finger through the air as well. The divine blade appeared at the exact moment the light sphere exploded.
The clash continued, and neither of them stepped in yet as they faced each other in mid-air.
“What a spectacular battle! What exquisite mythical arts!” Even cultivators at the Heaven Gaze Realm watched with relish, drawn in and shocked by the mythical arts Liu Wuxie and the Divine Son unleashed.
“Absolutely brilliant! No wonder they’re the most monstrous prodigies of this era.”
No one doubted that history would record this battle. No matter who lasted until the end, this duel would shake the entire Indigo Bamboo Astral Domain.
The Heretic Blade returned to Liu Wuxie’s palm, and the exchange had only tested the waters.
Hua Feiyu knit his brows tightly as he sensed that Liu Wuxie’s aura was a little inferior to the Divine Son’s.
“Master, do you think junior brother can win this battle?” Sun Xiao and the others asked because the scale of this fight had already exceeded their comprehension.
“A single moment would decide victory and defeat,” Hua Feiyu said, offering no direct answer. Both of them had a chance to win, and it would depend on who seized that instant.
A single technique or a single exchange could decide everything. Without murderous intent, Liu Wuxie and the Divine Son regarded each other with rare mutual appreciation. If they weren’t enemies, Liu Wuxie believed he could have become good friends with him.
An opponent like that felt terrifying, yet he also deserved respect. On the divine race’s side, no one spoke, and they only watched in silence.
“Sect Master, Liu Wuxie doesn’t have a high chance in this fight.” The Grand Unity Sect sat packed together, with Venerable Grand Unity seated at the center.
“What is victory, and what is defeat? This battle is no longer about winning or losing, but a clash of heavenly dao,” Venerable Grand Unity said in a tone so profound that no one could understand it.
After all, didn’t Liu Wuxie and the Divine Son fight to determine the victor? Yet Venerable Grand Unity didn’t go into details, as some things were beyond explanation.
Countless experts exchanged messages, yet no one spoke about who would win or lose. They cared only about their grasp of heavenly dao and the mythical arts, because only the weak obsessed over victory and defeat out of fear of failure.
A true powerhouse didn’t fear failure at all. Only by experiencing failure could one see oneself more clearly and understand one’s opponent.
A cold breeze swept through and lifted the hair of both men.
The Heretic Blade suddenly pulsed with radiance, releasing a powerful fighting spirit. The Divine Son’s jet-black hair whipped in the wind, and it made him look like a heretic god.
“Grand Divine Void Claw!” The Divine Son finally struck, and the two still hadn’t exchanged a single word since arriving.
Countless divine claws manifested in mid-air, and this was a pinnacle mythical art of the divine race. In terms of profundity, it stood even above the Dragon-Grasping Hand, and the instant the claws appeared, they bounded onto Liu Wuxie. The surrounding area also hardened, making it difficult for Liu Wuxie to mount an effective counterattack.
An ordinary version of the Dragon-Grasping Hand wouldn’t match the Great Divine Void Claw, but Liu Wuxie had further analyzed it with the Heavenly Dao Book. He pushed the profundity of the Dragon-Grasping Hand to a level that even Elder Long could only watch in admiration.
Liu Wuxie reached out to grab in mid-air, and a colossal dragon claw formed above him. Then it multiplied, growing in number. The Great Divine Void Claw carried a boundless void aura, while the Dragon-Grasping Hand brimmed with dragon aura, and it no longer came down to who was stronger or weaker but who comprehended more deeply.
A series of loud explosions ripped through the air as the two claw techniques collided, and the shockwaves they generated tore through the surrounding calm. Dreadful ripples surged outward in all directions.
The two claw techniques kept clashing in mid-air, and the Dragon-Grasping Hand alternated between palm and claw. Under Liu Wuxie’s will, it folded into an encirclement.
They remained on the ground and traded mythical arts, moving from surface techniques into profound laws. The Great Divine Void Claw lived up to its reputation as it tore an opening through the Dragon-Grasping Hand’s encirclement and lunged toward Liu Wuxie.
Most importantly, the Great Divine Void Claw contained the laws of the Heaven Gaze Realm. Everyone watched the clash of mythical arts, yet they overlooked a crucial fact: the Divine Son had reached the Heaven Gaze Realm.
If they used the same mythical art, the Divine Son would naturally hold an overwhelming advantage.
Liu Wuxie couldn’t rely on mythical arts alone to close the gap. He also had to rely on boundless true essence and laws to resist the Heaven Gaze Realm’s laws.
A hint of domain power poured into the Great Divine Void Realm and began to pose a grave threat to Liu Wuxie. This was the power of a domain: within it, one was practically invincible.
Liu Wuxie fell into that domain, and tearing through it wouldn’t come easily.
“Nine Heavenly Soaring Dragon!” All the dragon claws merged into a soaring divine dragon, and it tore through the domain that the Divine Son laid out, allowing Liu Wuxie to escape.
The instant the dragon claw ripped through, the entire domain collapsed, and a violent ripple swept toward Liu Wuxie. Everyone’s hearts jumped to their throats because even if Liu Wuxie didn’t die, the shockwave would gravely injure him if it caught him.
“Break!” Liu Wuxie roared because this matter was far from over, and his physique had long since reached the Heaven Gaze Realm.
After performing dual cultivation with the women, yin-yang energy and Heaven Gaze Realm’s laws had reforged his body. The Dragon-Grasping Hand transformed again into a razor-sharp blade and descended from the sky.
This time, Liu Wuxie forcibly shattered the domain into pieces, and at last a hint of surprise flickered in the Divine Son’s eyes.
