Desolate Devouring Art - Chapter 1590 - Massacre

Chapter 1590 – Massacre

There were simply too many pirates in the Snowfall Cave. Their numbers had already exceeded ten thousand, and even with Yin’s strength, he couldn’t slaughter all of them by himself.

Liu Wuxie turned to look at Gong Gong, and Gong Gong immediately joined in, forming a pincer with his companion. Pirates who tried to flee into the sky died on the spot, dyeing the surrounding sea red with blood, and the entire Snowfall Cave turned into a living hell as cries echoed through the air.

It wasn’t that Liu Wuxie was merciless, but every single one of these pirates had their hands drenched in blood.

Then a figure with terrifyingly high cultivation burst through Yin and Gong Gong’s defenses and bolted out.

“Lady Ruo Shui, if you leave like this, it will really be disrespectful to me,” Liu Wuxie said as he flickered forward and cut off the escape route. That familiar face brought them back to the night they had met.

“Liu Wuxie, do you really want to wipe everyone out?” Ruo Shui asked, and only then did everyone realize the pirate trying to escape was Ruo Shui, the great cave lord of the Seventy-Two Caves.

“That’s right,” Liu Wuxie replied, and that answer shattered Ruo Shui’s last sliver of hope.

Ruo Shui struck first and slammed his palm down at Liu Wuxie. Gong Gong moved to intervene, but Liu Wuxie stopped him.

“Great Five Elemental Mythical Art!” Liu Wuxie waved his hand and conjured a massive palm that descended straight over Ruo Shui’s head. The Great Five Elemental Mythical Art had grown over a hundred times stronger.

“No!” Ruo Shui screamed. He exploded into pieces, and the king of all pirates died in an instant.

From that moment onward, there would be no pirates of the Seventy-Two Caves in the Thousand Islands Sea Region.

With the last pirate executed, panic swept across the Thousand Islands Sea Region, and countless cultivators scattered and fled in every direction.

The Peach Blossom Gate’s sect master received the news that Liu Wuxie had slaughtered the pirates of the Seventy-Two Caves in just a few hours.

“Sect Master, please forgive us!” Many Peach Blossom Gate elders began to flee, too terrified to remain even one more moment. They knew Liu Wuxie would arrive soon.

News of Liu Wuxie’s vengeful nature had long spread throughout the world. In the blink of an eye, countless disciples and elders of the Peach Blossom Gate fled without looking back.

By the time Liu Wuxie arrived at Peach Blossom Island with Gong Gong and Yin, the entire island felt empty. Even the other clans on the island had fled for their lives, and only the Peach Blossom Gate remained.

Liu Wuxie had spared none of the Seventy-Two Caves’ pirates, and now everyone looked at him like a demonic god.

The trio walked through the Peach Blossom Gate’s front entrance and entered the main hall, where the Peach Blossom Gate’s sect master waited for them.

“Liu Wuxie, you have finally come,” the Peach Blossom Gate’s sect master said, his face drained and pale. He had rejoiced at Liu Wuxie’s death, but the moment he learned Liu Wuxie had returned to life, terror had swallowed him whole. In three short days, his emotions had plunged from heaven straight into hell.

“Do you want to take your own life, or should I help you with it?” Liu Wuxie asked as he sat before the Peach Blossom Gate’s sect master. With Gong Gong and Yin present, killing the sect master wouldn’t be difficult.

The entire Peach Blossom Gate fell silent, and even the servants had already fled from Peach Blossom Island.

“I regret allying with the Nalan Clan,” the Peach Blossom Gate’s sect master said hoarsely. He believed his son would still be alive if he had never allied with the Nalan Clan.

“Why do it if you knew that you would regret it?” Liu Wuxie asked. He had no interest in listening further, and he turned his gaze toward Gong Gong and Yin. They understood at once and released their aura to envelop the entire Peach Blossom Island.

The battle erupted instantly. The Peach Blossom Gate’s sect master refused to wait for death and activated the defensive spiritual array, intending to use its power to fight back.

“Too weak.”

Liu Wuxie raised his hand, and the Peach Blossom Gate’s defensive spiritual array shattered on the spot. Without its protection, the sect master’s odds fell even further.

“Kill!” Yin’s eyes turned bloodshot as boundless witcher energy crashed down on the Peach Blossom Gate’s sect master.

Just like that, three quasi-immortals clashed in midair. They rose into the sky and traded blow after blow while Liu Wuxie stayed seated and watched.

They fought until the sky turned dark and the earth cracked. Mountains collapsed, and vast regions of Peach Blossom Island began to sink.

The island began to fall apart, splitting into several pieces. Liu Wuxie remained unmoved, lifted his gaze to the sky, and saw a large crowd from the Oceanic Clan watching from a distance.

Everyone speculated that Liu Wuxie would attack the Oceanic Clan after dealing with the Peach Blossom Gate, yet their chieftain didn’t join the fight to help the Peach Blossom Gate’s sect master.

The Oceanic Clan’s chieftain knew he had made the wrong choice once, and he refused to make another wrong choice. Even if he had joined the fight, he couldn’t reverse the outcome.

The Peach Blossom Gate’s sect master would die without a doubt because Gong Gong’s cultivation had reached infinitely close to an immortal.

When the Witch Wheel Blade descended from the sky, the Peach Blossom Gate’s sect master couldn’t withstand even one strike. He flew backward, exploding into a rain of blood midair.

A mysterious black hole appeared out of nowhere and devoured all the Quasi-Immortal Realm’s laws.

With that, the Peach Blossom Gate’s sect master fell, and a sect with a legacy of hundreds of thousands of years became history.

Liu Wuxie could no longer summon the Sky Devouring Divine Cauldron, but that didn’t hinder his devouring. When laws from the Quasi-Immortal Realm poured into the desolate world, his cultivation rose again, though it still fell short of the ninth-level Earth Immortal Realm.

Cultivators who hadn’t left the island trembled in fear and prostrated themselves on the ground, not even daring to breathe loudly in case they caught Liu Wuxie’s attention.

Liu Wuxie had come for revenge, but he wasn’t someone who would start a mindless massacre.

The moment the Peach Blossom Gate’s sect master died, the Oceanic Clan’s chieftain appeared on the island with ten thousand members and approached the Peach Blossom Gate slowly.

Gong Gong moved as if to act, but Liu Wuxie stopped him.

Liu Wuxie sensed no murderous intent from the Oceanic Clan. If they had come to kill him, they would have joined forces with the Peach Blossom Gate earlier.

Out of the Peach Blossom Gate, the Nalan Clan, the Seventy-Two Caves, and the Oceanic Clan, only the Oceanic Clan hadn’t actively attacked him.

Gong Gong and Yin stood at Liu Wuxie’s side to guard him.

“Liu Wuxie, the Oceanic Clan has come to seek forgiveness. We were wrong to join the siege against you, and I hope that you can show mercy to the Oceanic Clan,” the Oceanic Clan’s chieftain said, cupping his hands together as he stood ten meters away from Liu Wuxie.

The Oceanic Clan had come to seek forgiveness.

“Is this your attitude while seeking forgiveness?” Liu Wuxie asked as he swept his gaze over the Oceanic Clan before staring at the chieftain. His rage had already eased after killing so many.

“These are the treasures we have gathered over the past century, and I hope that they can appease your anger,” the Oceanic Clan’s chieftain said, sending a water sphere over to Liu Wuxie. Countless treasures churned within it, enough to elevate the Heavenly Dao Society’s status to a first-tier sect.

“Not enough,” Liu Wuxie said. He accepted the water sphere and stored it, but it still wasn’t enough to buy the Oceanic Clan peace.

The ten thousand Oceanic Clan members behind the chieftain boiled with anger and nearly erupted, but the chieftain stopped them. They had no choice but to lower their heads because this was the cultivation world where the strong preyed on the weak.

When Liu Wuxie wasn’t strong enough, the Oceanic Clan had joined forces with the Nalan Clan against him. Now that Liu Wuxie had grown powerful, they had to bow their proud heads.

Many cultivators crept closer and watched from afar as everything unfolded.

“Young Master Liu, what do you want? We won’t refuse if it’s something within our capacity,” the Oceanic Clan’s chieftain said in a polite tone, even though he was an expert at the Quasi-Immortal Realm. No one in the Spirit Martial Astral Domain had ever seen such a thing before.

“I want an arm from everyone who participated in the siege against me that day, including you. Do it, and I will let the past go,” Liu Wuxie said.

The moment Liu Wuxie spoke, fury exploded through the Oceanic Clan members as many wanted to charge forward, but the chieftain stopped them again. He knew charging would only lead to pointless deaths, and the Oceanic Clan would suffer a devastating blow.

The Oceanic Clan’s chieftain snapped, anger finally showing on his face, “Liu Wuxie, don’t push it!” He hadn’t expected Liu Wuxie to make such an outrageous demand.

“You are free to refuse,” Liu Wuxie replied with a mocking smile.

He had stated his condition plainly, and the Oceanic Clan had the right to refuse, but they would also bear the consequences if they did.

That was outright overbearing. Liu Wuxie gave them the right to refuse, yet forced them to face the consequences either way. He didn’t threaten them directly, but the Oceanic Clan still couldn’t muster the courage to retaliate.

“Give us a minute to reconsider,” the Oceanic Clan’s chieftain finally muttered.

At their level, losing an arm meant nothing, but it would shatter the Oceanic Clan’s reputation, and experts like them valued reputation more than life.

Liu Wuxie wasn’t killing them, but he was humiliating them and making them suffer for the rest of their lives.

He didn’t rush them, and he remained seated like a deity while the Oceanic Clan’s experts huddled together and argued in low voices.

A minute later, the Oceanic Clan’s chieftain spoke up, “We accept your condition, but you must never seek trouble with the Oceanic Clan after today.”

“You can begin now,” Liu Wuxie said with a wave of his hand. He had always been a man of his word.

Cracking sounds rang out in the next moment as the Oceanic Clan members raised their blades and severed an arm each, and their blood dyed the Peach Blossom Gate’s ground red.

Severed arms littered the ground while those who still had their arms began bandaging the wounds of their kin.

“Liu Wuxie, can we leave now?” the Oceanic Clan’s chieftain asked after severing his own arm.

“Get lost,” Liu Wuxie replied with a wave of his hand.

The Oceanic Clan retreated at once and left behind a heavy stench of blood. When the Thousand Islands Sea Region finally returned to silence, Liu Wuxie had completely overturned the old order.

Voices echoed from outside as Mei Yechan arrived with other Mei Clan survivors and knelt outside.

“Young Master Liu, thank you for avenging us!”

The pirates of the Seventy-Two Caves had been their mortal enemy, and now they were gone. The Mei Clan’s survivors could finally see daylight again.

“From this day forth, Peach Blossom Island belongs to the Mei Clan,” Liu Wuxie said. He would eventually leave the Thousand Islands Sea Region, and he would leave Peach Blossom Island to the Mei Clan to replace the Peach Blossom Gate.

Liu Wuxie already knew the Mei Clan’s story. They had been a renowned clan, and they could never have held such a reputation if they hadn’t been righteous, which was why the Seventy-Two Caves pirates had wiped them out.

Mei Yechan and the surviving Mei Clan members clutched each other and wept the moment they heard those words.

“Thank you, Young Master Liu. From this day forth, the Mei Clan swears to follow you,” Mei Yechan said. She was the oldest among the Mei Clan’s survivors, and those behind her were still young, yet every one of them brimmed with potential.