Desolate Devouring Art - Chapter 1525 - Nine Forms Combined
Chapter 1525 – Nine Forms Combined
The battle sank into a deadlock, with neither side able to overpower the other, and both still withheld their actual trump cards.
Everyone already knew Liu Wuxie’s Great Five Elemental Mythical Art, the Gate of Darkness, and the Divine Purgatory Palace—formidable mythical arts that had long transcended heaven and earth, carrying power beyond imagination.
As for the Divine Eternal Fist, only his three senior brothers knew it existed. After returning from the Outer Astral Spacetime, they had never mentioned it to anyone, including their master. Afterall, no one could casually reveal such a heaven-defying fist technique.
Back then, Liu Wuxie had shocked the world when he had slain over fifty experts with a single punch.
The Divine Son swept his hand in mid-air, and a massive deity rose behind him. It looked sacred, yet it radiated an oppressive aura that burst outward like a shockwave, whipping into a gale that swept Liu Wuxie inside.
“What a powerful domain!” Cries of astonishment rang out as everyone reeled at the Divine Son’s domain, because he had done what only experts at the higher levels of the Heaven Gaze Realm could do: merge the domain into himself.
This no longer felt like a simple domain; the Divine Son had fused space, laws, and mythical arts into a single entity, until he himself became the domain.
Liu Wuxie knitted his brows tightly. The Divine Son was far stronger than he had imagined. He felt sure he could kill an ordinary cultivator at the Heaven Gaze Realm if he faced one, but Divine Son was different.
The divine race also possessed the Great Samsara Mythical Art, and he still hadn’t used it. He had clearly saved it as a killing move.
Liu Wuxie likewise kept his own trump card hidden, refusing to use the Divine Eternal Fist.
As the Divine Son drew a circular motion with both hands, invisible ripples spread and wrapped around Liu Wuxie. In an instant, a radius of ten thousand meters became his domain, and he ruled this world like its god.
Earlier, when Liu Wuxie had torn through the domain, he had only faced a domain in name, not a genuine one.
“The Divine Son truly lives up to his name as the divine race’s monstrous prodigy. He’s only at the second-level Heaven Gaze Realm, and he can already extend his domain ten thousand meters wide.” Even experts at the higher levels of the Heaven Gaze Realm voiced admiration without restraint.
In terms of talent alone, the Divine Son didn’t fall short of Liu Wuxie in the slightest.
“Liu Wuxie is in danger now. It won’t be easy for him to escape now that he is trapped inside the Divine Son’s domain,” the older generation experts murmured as they watched.
This fight also represented a clash between the humans and divinekin, and as humans, they naturally didn’t want Liu Wuxie to lose a life-and-death battle like this.
The moment Liu Wuxie entered the Divine Son’s domain, his speed slowed, and the domain suppressed even his movement. It began affecting him directly, dragging him down and weakening his mythical arts.
The domain felt like a magnetic field, completely under its user’s control. If Liu Wuxie had reached the Heaven Gaze Realm, he could have formed his own domain and collided with another domain head-on.
When Liu Wuxie had broken through to the second-level Earth Immortal Realm, domain power had once appeared behind him as well. Even then, it had only been a phantom, a blurred outline of a domain, and Liu Wuxie still didn’t know what it could ultimately evolve into.
Under that domain’s pressure, Liu Wuxie felt as though a gigantic mountain pressed down on him, leaving his breathing ragged. Countless chains woven from laws burrowed into his body, trying to seize control of him.
Liu Wuxie tilted back his head and roared, and the sonic wave alone shattered the space that tried to close around him.
The Heavenly Dragon Sect’s elders stared in shock. “It’s the Dragon and Tiger Roar!”
The last two forms of the Nine Heavenly Dragon Forms had vanished long ago, and they had never expected to witness them again.
The roar sent a brutal sonic wave, scattering the laws and causing the domain to tremble violently.
“Stop roaring! I can’t take it anymore!” The other races outside the barrier clutched their ears, terrified as the sonic wave threatened to crash straight into their souls.
The most frightening aspect of the Nine Heavenly Dragon Forms lay in its ability to strike at a person’s primordial spirit, and this was also the first time Liu Wuxie had used this form since cultivating the Nine Heavenly Dragon Forms.
After countless years of study at the Heavenly Deity Monument, he had grasped depths beyond eternity and refined his understanding of the Nine Heavenly Dragon Forms.
With a thunderous explosion, a demon race member finally failed to endure it and burst apart. Even his primordial spirit and soul vanished utterly, and that alone showed the Dragon and Tiger Roar’s terrifying power.
The Divine Son frowned and wanted to cover his ears, but he understood that doing so now would count as defeat. He endured the shockwave, let blood stream from his ears, and forced even more pressure into the domain.
In that instant, Liu Wuxie felt as though all the true essence in his desolate world had been compressed into a single thread, pouring outward under crushing force.
The Dragon and Tiger Roar lasted a full minute, and the races spectating from afar retreated tens of thousands of meters away. They formed seals in front of themselves to block the sonic assault, and only those at the Heaven Gaze Realm could barely withstand it.
Space kept detonating like one sonic boom after another, and with each blast, the Divine Son staggered as fine cracks surfaced across his domain.
He immediately resealed his domain, driving vast amounts of divine energy into it to mend those fractures.
No direct clashes occurred during this exchange, yet it posed greater danger than the earlier battles, because a single mistake would mean death.
If Liu Wuxie couldn’t break through the domain, the Divine Son would decide the outcome the moment he contracted it.
The domain’s pressure surged, and it began shrinking at a terrifying speed. Once it compressed past a specific limit, the Divine Son could kill Liu Wuxie with ease.
“Myriad Dragons Unity!” Liu Wuxie shot into the sky as countless dragon auras coiled through mid-air, merging in an instant.
“The complete version of the Nine Heavenly Dragon Forms!” The Heavenly Dragon Sect’s elders erupted, dancing with joy.
Just moments ago, they had still speculated whether Liu Wuxie had grasped the complete Nine Heavenly Dragon Forms, and their hearts finally settled when they witnessed it with their own eyes. No one understood that art’s power better than them because Long Xiao had created it in the past, and they had even heard that cultivating the Nine Heavenly Dragon Forms to the limit could lead one to comprehend the Immortal Realm.
As Liu Wuxie executed Myriad Dragons Unity, his aura surged a hundredfold compared to before. Cracks resurfaced across the domain, yet Liu Wuxie’s momentum didn’t falter and instead continued climbing, while terrifying waves shot outward like arrows in every direction. He had resorted to the Undying Sword Intent once more.
“Great Heavenly Dragon Mythical Art!” The nine forms fused into a massive heavenly dragon that soared into the sky.
With a deafening rumble, the domain shattered, and Liu Wuxie burst free. He didn’t stop there, charging out like a divine dragon erupting from the sea, brandishing his front claws at the Divine Son as overwhelming power surged forth.
Violent ripples swept outward, blasting the remaining domain away and clearing an open stretch of space between them. The Divine Son’s expression finally changed as he realized he had underestimated Liu Wuxie’s combat strength, and he immediately began forming seals to shape a divine fist.
“Pure Divine Strike!” the Divine Son roared as he unleashed a powerful fist technique, one that didn’t belong to the human race’s mythical arts, but came from other races instead.
A strange force traveled through space and arrived before Liu Wuxie at uncanny speed, following a trajectory that seemed impossible to guard against.
“You can even use the Buddha Clan’s fist technique? This is interesting!” Liu Wuxie said with a smile, then clenched his fist and met Pure Divine Strike head-on.
In less than a thousandth of a second, an invisible ripple spread with no sound at all as the two fists collided. Shattered space devoured every trace of impact, swallowing the sound into the void.
The divine dragon slowly dissolved, and Liu Wuxie returned to his true form as he landed steadily on the ground.
The Divine Son fared worse as he flew backward, and blood dripped from his lips. Even so, they once again ended up evenly matched in this exchange.
Still, everyone could see Liu Wuxie had taken the upper hand. Forcing back a cultivator at the second-level Heaven Gaze Realm while standing at the second-level Earth Immortal Realm proved just how extraordinary he was.
They stood in silence, and neither spoke as they stared each other down. In each other’s eyes, they saw too many similarities: arrogance, pride, untamed will, and decisiveness…
“Let’s stop wasting everyone’s time. I know that you have comprehended the Great Samsara Mythical Art. Use it,” Liu Wuxie said as he looked directly at the Divine Son.
Ordinary mythical arts couldn’t kill him, and he still hadn’t used the Great Five Elemental Mythical Art, the Divine Purgatory Palace, or the Gate of Darkness either. If they kept grinding on like this, they would only exhaust each other, so they might as well end it in a single move.
After ending this fight, Liu Wuxie still planned to depart for the Spirit Martial Astral Domain. He had to return the Earth-Binding Chains, and something had gone wrong with the Skyward Gate that he needed to handle personally.
“That’s exactly what I intend to do,” the Divine Son said with a nod, because even without Liu Wuxie’s prompt, he had reached the same conclusion. He still held countless mythical arts in reserve, but as Liu Wuxie said, continuing like this would only waste their energy without purpose.
After all, what meaning did those mythical arts have if they couldn’t kill the opponent?
When everyone heard the Divine Son was about to resort to the Great Samsara Mythical Art, the divinekin rose to their feet at once. The Great Samsara Mythical Art remained the divine race’s secret, and they could finally witness it today.
Liu Wuxie’s brows tightened further. Great Samsara Mythical Art was the hardest and most bizarre of the mythical arts, and cultivating it to the limit could even allow one to traverse the past and future.
Back during the Myriad Race Ceremony, Liu Wuxie had personally tasted the Great Samsara Mythical Art’s terror.
Every human wore a solemn expression, because none of them believed Liu Wuxie held much chance against the Divine Son’s Great Samsara Mythical Art.
Just as Hua Feiyu had said, a split second would decide victory and defeat. Until the final moment arrived, no one would know who could gain the upper hand, and all they could do was wait.
The Divine Son began chanting, and strange phrases echoed through heaven and earth, leaving everyone who heard them baffled.
Liu Wuxie immediately summoned the Heavenly Dao Book, because he had waited for this moment all along. If he could grasp the Great Samsara Mythical Art, he could grasp life and death: if someone died, he could revive them in a specific timeframe through this mystical art.
Vast sequences poured into the Heavenly Dao Society as they evolved and derived without pause.
A faint smile tugged at Liu Wuxie’s lips.
The distant void rippled as a long path appeared and pressed down on Liu Wuxie. That was Great Samsara Mythical Art—summoning Liu Wuxie’s past and present to kill him, whether it was yesterday’s Liu Wuxie or tomorrow’s, because killing any one version of him meant he would die.
The Path of Samsara spiraled inward like a massive millstone, trapping Liu Wuxie inside. The River of Fate also appeared, but, strangely, the Divine Son couldn’t see Liu Wuxie’s past or present, which made him realize immediately that something was wrong.
When Liu Wuxie had traveled to the Outer Astral Spacetime, the Lingqiong Clan had tried to use the River of Fate to sever Liu Wuxie’s connection with his past lives. However, Elder Sword had intervened and destroyed their scheme by cutting off the Path of Samsara entirely, which meant no one could find Liu Wuxie’s fate.
