Desolate Devouring Art - Chapter 1530 - Nether Deity Harvest
Chapter 1530 – Nether Deity Harvest
On the divine race’s planet, a long and winding path of samsara unfurled, and the Divine Son stepped out from the passage. The aura rolling off him surpassed what it had been before by far, and his cultivation had reached the fifth-level Heaven Gaze Realm, displaying strength beyond description. After walking the path of samsara, the Divine Son had deepened his understanding of the profundity of samsara beyond what it had been.
“Divine Son, congratulations on comprehending samsara.” Countless members of the divine race knelt before the Divine Son to welcome his return.
This time, the Divine Lord hadn’t revived him at all. The Divine Son had comprehended the supreme profundity of samsara and reincarnated himself through its path.
He waved his hand, and every member of the divine race kneeling on the ground rose at once, a chill crawling down their spines as they stood.
“Don’t leak news of my revival for now,” the Divine Son said and vanished. No one could tell where he went.
None of that reached Liu Wuxie, because he and Achiel were still scouting the bottom of the canyon for any lurking danger.
Achiel suddenly let out a scream, and Liu Wuxie shot forward like an arrow, dashing straight toward Achiel. He crossed the thousand-meter distance in the blink of an eye, and he found Achiel kneeling on the ground with a pitch-black demon god looming before him, blasting a tidal wave of soul energy toward Achiel.
“Get lost!” Liu Wuxie struck at once with his palm, fear for Achiel’s safety sharpening the blow into a vacuum that erased everything in its path.
A loud explosion rang out as the demon god staggered back a few steps. Liu Wuxie used the opening to rush in, plant himself in front of Achiel, and haul him back to his feet.
“Feathered Emperor, that’s a Nether Deity! We have to leave immediately!” Achiel said fearfully, blood spilling from his five orifices as devastating damage tore through his soul sea.
“A Nether Deity?” Liu Wuxie frowned. He knew of the Nether Clan in the Indigo Bamboo Astral Domain, and he couldn’t help wondering whether they had any link to the Nether Deity standing here.
“The Nether Deities are a terrifying race. Their soul techniques are absurdly strong, and they can easily harvest human souls,” Achiel said. Liu Wuxie dragged him a hundred meters away, but Achiel’s soul sea still hadn’t fully recovered.
The Heavenly Dao Book unfolded and released a gentle flow that mended Achiel’s soul. After the Heavenly Dao Book nourished him, Achiel’s soul sea stabilized quickly. Once it steadied, Liu Wuxie swept his divine sense into Achiel’s soul sea and found scars carved through it, identical to those on the deceased Nalan Clan’s disciple.
That discovery made him suspect a Nether Deity had killed that Nalan Clan disciple, while the three elders of the Nalan Clan had simply mistaken Liu Wuxie for the culprit.
The Nether Deity advanced, striding toward Liu Wuxie as his soul energy roared like a tsunami and blasted the surrounding trees into flight.
“What terrifying soul energy,” Liu Wuxie murmured as his expression tightened. The Sacred Soul Flower had likely lured this Nether Deity into this canyon.
“Feathered Emperor, you leave first. I’ll hold him off,” Achiel said after his soul sea recovered a little. If the Nether Deity had locked onto them, neither of them would be leaving this place today.
A terrifying sickle formed in front of Liu Wuxie with blinding speed. The moment it appeared, Liu Wuxie’s face turned grave, because the Nether Deity’s soul energy rivaled the Heaven Gaze Realm. Killing him wouldn’t come easy, and this was the strongest soul-based race Liu Wuxie had encountered.
Achiel tried to move in to help, but Liu Wuxie stopped him. Achiel’s soul sea still hadn’t recovered, and if he forced himself into this fight, the Nether Deity could kill him outright.
The sickle grew larger before Liu Wuxie’s eyes as it closed the last stretch of distance.
“Soul Spear!” Liu Wuxie cast the Soul Spear without the slightest delay.
Two utterly different forces collided, and a ripple of soul energy burst outward the instant they clashed. The Soul Spear shattered on impact, and the result stunned Liu Wuxie.
The Soul Spear had rarely failed him, yet the scythe destroyed it with ease.
Even the Nether Deity on the opposite side froze in surprise. He still didn’t hesitate, and he attacked again, manifesting a scythe even stronger than before.
Liu Wuxie had already read the rhythm of the Nether Deity’s combat style. Even if his soul energy couldn’t match the Nether Deity’s, he commanded multiple mythical arts, and the Great Five Elemental Mythical Art appeared out of nowhere and crashed down toward the Nether Deity.
Rumbling continued to shake the canyon floor, and Liu Wuxie knew he had to finish this quickly. A disturbance this large would inevitably draw experts of the Heaven Gaze Realm.
The three powerhouses at the Heaven Gaze Realm were only ten thousand miles away, and their speed meant they could arrive at any moment. Since it was daytime, no one would suspect anyone was competing for the Sacred Soul Flower, so the commotion drew no wider attention.
The Nether Deity struck down with his palm as well, meeting the Great Five Elemental Mythical Art head-on.
When the two palms detonated together, they whipped up a violent hurricane and triggered a downpour in the canyon depths, drenching everything within.
Liu Wuxie seized that instant, pressed forward, and accelerated again. He shot in like a meteor, forcing the initiative and aiming to seize the upper hand before the Nether Deity could counterattack.
Soul attacks had a time limit. Although the Nether Deity’s scythe carried terrifying power, its circulation couldn’t compare to Liu Wuxie’s Soul Spear.
Liu Wuxie also unleashed the Heaven-Severing Strike, which flashed into existence, left behind a shadow, and vanished. At the same time, he employed the Great Spatial Mythical Art to slow the Nether Deity down.
The Nether Deity held the advantage in raw soul energy, but his cultivation had only reached the pinnacle of the Earth Immortal Realm. Compared to Liu Wuxie, he lacked the depth of mythical arts.
The blade flashed by and drew a spray of blood as the Heretic Blade pierced through the Nether Deity’s chest.
A roar erupted and carried for tens of thousands of miles. Countless cultivators heard it and turned toward the canyon at once.
“That’s the roar of a Nether Deity.” Many cultivators’ faces turned pale as soon as they recognized that a Nether Deity had appeared in the mountain range.
“The Sacred Soul Flower must’ve drawn it over, and I heard that they’re extremely sensitive to it. Did it discover the Sacred Soul Flower’s whereabouts?” Many cultivators hurriedly sent messages while everyone surged toward the canyon, desperate to see whether a Sacred Soul Flower had been exposed.
“Soul Fire!” Liu Wuxie unleashed another attack, and he targeted more than the Nether Deity’s physique—he aimed straight for his soul.
A pitch-black scythe manifested in the air again, but this time it at another level as it took the form of another Nether God lunging straight at Liu Wuxie’s primordial spirit.
The Soul Spear rushed in to block, but the pitch-black scythe destroyed it instantly.
“Soul Shield!” Liu Wuxie didn’t dare to relax for even a heartbeat, and he summoned the Soul Shield to guard his soul sea.
The black scythe plunged into his soul sea and crashed into the shield. The shield held for a brief moment, then cracks spread rapidly across it, teetering on the verge of collapse.
Just as the black scythe was about to tear through the Soul Shield, the Heavenly Dao Book released a dazzling brilliance like a cage and trapped the scythe inside.
In the span of one-thousandth of an instant, the Soul Fire invaded the Nether Deity’s soul sea. After repeatedly casting the black scythe, the Nether Deity’s soul began to wither.
The Nether Deity’s soul sea exploded as Soul Fire completely engulfed it. The pain drove the Nether Deity to collapse onto the ground and scream in agony.
“Soul search!” Liu Wuxie immediately began reading through the Nether Deity’s memories to find the cultivation method for the black scythe, and memories flooded into his soul sea.
“The Nether Deity Harvest, what a powerful soul technique,” Liu Wuxie murmured. The offensive power of the Nether Deity Harvest far exceeded the Soul Spear, and no wonder Achiel had been so helpless and couldn’t stand a chance against the Nether Deity.
The Spirit Clan’s Soul Forge Art and the Nether Deity Clan’s Nether Deity Harvest stood as top-tier soul techniques in the Spirit Martial Astral Domain, and Liu Wuxie had mastered them both.
The Nether Deity still hadn’t died completely, because Liu Wuxie didn’t rush to finish him after prying so much knowledge from his memories. Besides him, a large group of the Nether Clan had also entered this mountain range.
Suddenly, Liu Wuxie’s divine sense stirred as echoes rolled in from afar.
“This is bad! More people are rushing over!” Liu Wuxie’s eyes hardened, and he knew he had to end this now.
He grabbed Achiel, who had lost his combat strength, and threw him into the Sky Devouring Divine Cauldron. With a flicker, Liu Wuxie burrowed into the pond and sank rapidly. The pond ran deep, and he dove down a few hundred meters before his view opened up to reveal the Sacred Soul Flower lying below.
Unlike ordinary people, the Nether Deity could locate it because he had cultivated the Nether God Harvest.
Sensing danger, the Sacred Soul Flower darted upward toward the surface, but Liu Wuxie had already sealed the entire pond. He reached out without hesitation, seized the Sacred Soul Flower, and shot out of the pond, completing the entire process in only three breaths.
The moment Liu Wuxie broke free of the pond, he soared into the sky and saw several figures dropping into the canyon, having personally witnessed him grab the Sacred Soul Flower.
“Brat, hand over the Sacred Soul Flower!” the cultivators screamed in fury, and they accelerated their descent the moment they saw it taken.
In that same instant, Liu Wuxie vanished from where he stood and shot off in another direction. This mountain range lay uninhabited, and once he slipped into the woods, they wouldn’t find him easily as he vanished with a few flickers.
More people decended into the canyon, including the three powerhouses at the Heaven Gaze Realm. When they learned a mere brat had taken the Sacred Soul Flower, they nearly lost their composure.
“Damn it! Someone actually got ahead of us with the Sacred Soul Flower!” Boundless rage boiled in their chests, and the surrounding trees began to explode under the pressure.
“That’s the corpse of a Nether Deity. That person isn’t weak if he can kill a Nether Deity.” Every cultivator who came down wore a shocked expression.
“He couldn’t have gone far! Spread out at once! When he refines the Sacred Soul Flower, we should be able to sense it!” the crowd shouted, and all the surrounding cultivators began chasing in the direction Liu Wuxie had vanished.
The three powerhouses of the Heaven Gaze Realm exchanged a glance, then split up and pursued Liu Wuxie in three different directions.
They spread their divine senses to a radius of hundreds of thousands of meters, and nothing could escape the divine senses of powerhouses in the Heaven Gaze Realm. As long as Liu Wuxie remained there, they would find him.
The three powerhouses at the Heaven Gaze Realm searched for a long time without finding even a trace of him, as if he had evaporated into thin air.
“That kid definitely has an artifact that conceals his aura! Set up a barrier spiritual array! I’ll see where he can run!”
