Desolate Devouring Art - Chapter 1591 - Crisis
Chapter 1591 – Crisis
The upheaval flipped the Thousand Islands Sea Region’s entire layout. The Oceanic Clan pulled back, the Peach Blossom Gate vanished, and the Seventy-Two Caves pirates collapsed under total annihilation.
As for the remaining clans, who would still dare to defy Liu Wuxie after this?
From the water sphere offered by the Oceanic Clan, Liu Wuxie pulled out a portion of the treasures and handed it to Mei Yechan so she could rebuild the Mei Clan.
The Thousand Island Sea Region was rich in resources, making it a natural treasure trove. In particular, the nearby seabed hid countless riches, and the Peach Blossom Cave had only been one small part of it.
Once the Mei Clan finished settling in, Liu Wuxie planned to send someone over to cooperate with the Mei Clan and excavate deep-sea treasures together.
Others didn’t know that Liu Wuxie possessed the Ghost Pupil. He had already spotted several gigantic mineral veins, and he had even seen immortal stones hidden among them.
Liu Wuxie’s ambition never stopped at the Spirit Martial Astral Domain. He intended to extend his reach across all four astral domains because each astral domain held unique resources. He would weave every one of them into his grand layout.
“Do you both want to enter the Sky Devouring Divine Cauldron, or do you want to absorb the witcher energy outside?” Liu Wuxie asked.
Since Gong Gong had helped him wipe out the Seventy-Two Caves pirates and the Peach Blossom Gate, he had to honor his promise.
“You can just release it. We have something that can store the witcher energy,” Gong Gong replied.
Liu Wuxie lifted his hand and summoned a terrifying mass of yellow witcher energy that flooded the entire palace.
Yin immediately produced a cloth sack that looked so plain that even an ordinary interspatial pouch looked more exquisite beside it.
Liu Wuxie’s eyes narrowed as he recognized the sack as a peak quasi-immortal artifact comparable to an immortal artifact.
The sack opened, then began devouring the witcher energy Liu Wuxie released. The process lasted for two hours before the sack finally filled up, and the Witcher Realm in the Desolate World nearly dried up as a result.
When Liu Wuxie circulated the Desolate Devouring Art, the entire desolate world shook, and witcher energy recovered in the Witcher Realm at a visible rate. After the Desolate Devouring Art advanced into the Life and Death Transformation, the Desolate World and the Desolate Devouring Art had become far more intimately connected.
“Thank you!” Gong Gong said as he rose to his feet. Urgent matters weighed on him, and he couldn’t afford to linger with Liu Wuxie.
The Witcher Clan stood on the brink of extinction, and Gong Gong had to save his lineage.
Long ago, when his clansmen had built the Seventh-Layer Heavenly Pagoda’s mysterious altar, they had placed their hopes on the day he would awaken. He had sought out Liu Wuxie for witcher energy, but instead crossed paths with Nalan Qiwen, who was pursuing him. A twist of fate had pulled him straight into the chaos.
“Will we meet again in the future?” Liu Wuxie asked. He only shared a cooperative relationship with Gong Gong, and he had no right to demand anything further. Gong Gong had already repaid him with a massive favor, and Liu Wuxie couldn’t bring himself to trouble him again.
“We’ll see,” Gong Gong replied, standing up. No one could guarantee what the future held.
Liu Wuxie watched Gong Gong and Yin depart, then rose. It was time for him to leave the Thousand Islands Sea Region.
“It’s a pity that I can’t borrow Gong Gong’s help to wipe out the Nalan Clan,” Liu Wuxie murmured, a trace of regret crossing his face as he watched the two Witcher Clan members go.
Gong Gong needed to rush back to the Witcher Clan with Witcher energy, and he couldn’t afford delays. Liu Wuxie understood that, so he didn’t force him to stay.
When Liu Wuxie stepped out of the palace, the Mei Clan still hadn’t left.
“I have already set up a new spiritual array in the Peach Blossom Gate, and you can establish your clan here. This is the spiritual array diagram for you to study.”
The Mei Clan was weak, and malicious forces would easily target them the moment Liu Wuxie left. Liu Wuxie had modified the Peach Blossom Gate’s defensive spiritual array, and even a quasi-immortal would struggle to break through it.
“Thank you, Young Master Liu,” Mei Yechan said, bowing toward him.
Liu Wuxie rose into the air and left the Thousand Islands Sea Region. Yet unease tightened in his chest for no clear reason, as if he could faintly sense the tug of the strings of fate.
He crushed the Communication Talisman in his hand and reached out to the Heavenly Dragon Sect to ask about the Heavenly Dao Society’s situation. Strangely, the Communication Talisman returned no reply.
“Did something happen to the Heavenly Dragon Sect or the Heavenly Dao Society?”
Liu Wuxie increased his speed and returned to the mainland in just two days.
“Nalan Clan, I’ll break your bones and cripple you even if I can’t destroy you outright,” Liu Wuxie said as he descended into Kaya City and erased every Nalan Clan asset there. In a single day, he wiped out all the Nalan Clan’s holdings in Kaya City.
In the end, Liu Wuxie only left after the Nalan Clan sent out a quasi-immortal. Even then, he still wasn’t finished. Across the various major planets, Nalan Clan assets suffered devastating losses, and the Nalan Clan could only watch helplessly.
No one knew whether Liu Wuxie still had quasi-immortals at his side, and the Nalan Clan didn’t dare dispatch its entire force. They feared Liu Wuxie would strike their headquarters the instant they left it exposed. Just like that, the Nalan Clan bled for three straight days, and they wouldn’t recover for a few centuries.
“Patriarch, why don’t we send more people to stop him?” In the main hall, the Nalan Clan’s elders couldn’t understand why they let Liu Wuxie wreck their assets.
“He even killed a quasi-immortal. We’ll only send our men to death,” the Nalan Clan’s patriarch replied with a heartache.
No one wanted Liu Wuxie dead more than he did. Liu Wuxie had killed his young brother, his eldest son, and his favored daughter, and nothing could ever reconcile that hatred.
When Liu Wuxie rampaged through the Spirit Martial Astral Domain, the other sects stayed silent, including the Heavenly Saint Guild. Liu Wuxie even leveled several large auction houses.
If the Nalan Clan had known Gong Gong was no longer beside Liu Wuxie, who knew how they would’ve reacted? The Nalan Clan held back only because they feared Gong Gong and Yin might still be with him.
After venting his fury, Liu Wuxie visited Skyward Gate and stayed for an entire day before he started his journey back to the Indigo Bamboo Astral Domain.
The Indigo Bamboo Astral Domain reeked of blood and ruin. The Heavenly Dao Society had suffered immense losses. A battle had raged for an entire day and night three days ago.
The Heavenly Dragon Sect had sent reinforcements to the Heavenly Dao Society, but the Grand Unity Sect had intercepted them. In the end, Hua Feiyu had to bring out the Radiant Mirror to tear open a path, allowing experts to reach the Heavenly Dao Society.
Even then, they had arrived a step too late. The enemy had smashed the Heavenly Dao Society’s fortress, and casualties had climbed to a staggering level. Half of the Heavenly Dao Society’s upper echelons were dead.
Lan Yu, Hu Shi, and Bi Gongyu had died while helping their five mistresses escape through the secret passage, choosing self-detonation to perish alongside their enemies.
Mu Tianli remained drenched in blood as he sat in the main hall even after two days had passed. Newly joined disciples had also suffered heavy casualties, cut down by the aura of cultivators at the pinnacle of the Heaven Gaze Realm and the Quasi-Immortal Realm.
Staring at the shattered mountain range, A’Lei sat on the ground and wept. A’Li had clung to an enemy to protect him.
This battle had shaken the entire Indigo Bamboo Astral Domain, and the Nine Dragon Palace couldn’t believe the news when they received it. They had also sent reinforcements, but they couldn’t reach them in time. The enemy had planned the assault with care, calculating every detail in advance.
Most importantly, the Grand Unity Sect had successfully intercepted the Heavenly Dragon Sect’s experts. But if the Grand Unity Sect focused on interception, who had assaulted the Heavenly Dao Society? The Divine Alchemy Sect didn’t have that capability, and the other second-tier sects certainly didn’t either.
The Profound Azure Gate lay too far away, and the Heavenly Dragon Sect would have known if the Profound Azure Gate had dispatched experts. That meant the attackers didn’t originate from the Indigo Bamboo Astral Domain at all. They had infiltrated in secret and lurked in the dark for this exact moment.
Liu Wuxie used an interspatial teleportation array to enter the Indigo Bamboo Astral Domain’s territory. He no longer feared the Grand Unity Sect’s ambush, and even if he ran into a quasi-immortal, he still had ways to escape.
The moment he stepped out of the interspatial teleportation array, he immediately heard discussions about the Heavenly Dao Society.
Two cultivators on the street murmured to each other as if they had only just received the news, “The Heavenly Dao Society has suffered a heavy blow with over five thousand people dead.”
Liu Wuxie flashed forward and appeared before them, blocking their path.
“Why are you stopping us?” The two were ordinary cultivators who didn’t recognize Liu Wuxie. Even so, the suppression of a cultivator at the eighth-level Earth Immortal Realm locked them in place with terror.
“What did you say earlier?” Liu Wuxie asked. The Heavenly Dao Society had only about ten thousand members, and if five thousand had died, it meant half had fallen.
“We’re discussing what happened to the Heavenly Dao Society,” one of them said quickly, not daring to hide anything.
“What happened to the Heavenly Dao Society?” Liu Wuxie asked, cold dread crawling up his spine as unease tightened around his heart.
“A mysterious force attacked the Heavenly Dao Society and inflicted heavy casualties,” the man on the right replied, sharing everything he knew.
In the next instant, boundless murderous intent erupted from Liu Wuxie.
The other cultivator began to describe the event in detail, including how the Heavenly Dragon Sect had tried to stop it, only to be intercepted by the Grand Unity Sect. They exaggerated some parts, but much of what they said still rang true.
Liu Wuxie roared, “Grand Unity Sect! I want all of you dead!”
He vanished in an instant. He used the teleportation array to return to the Indigo Bamboo Star as fast as possible.
“Didn’t he look like Liu Wuxie?” someone asked as Liu Wuxie left.
“That might really have been him,” another person confirmed, pulling out a portrait that matched.
The two youths who had been questioned by Liu Wuxie instantly broke out in cold sweat. Liu Wuxie could have killed them with a single breath, and that thought alone left them trembling in fear.
“The Indigo Bamboo Astral Domain’s sky is about to change,” many cultivators said. Those who had planned to leave by teleportation array turned back, preparing to watch the spectacle.
Based on Liu Wuxie’s temperament, they could already foresee him fighting the Grand Unity Sect to the death.
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Two hours later, Liu Wuxie returned to the Indigo Bamboo Star. Rifts still scarred the sky, and countless fragments hung overhead like wounds that told him a monstrous battle had taken place.
What kind of battle could shake heaven and earth to this degree?
Everyone on the street was still talking about the battle between the Heavenly Dao Society and the Heavenly Dragon Sect.
An hour later, Liu Wuxie appeared in Mount Dragon City. Signs of battle still lingered, buildings remained under repair, and a thick dread weighed down the air.
Liu Wuxie prayed silently.
Please be safe.
The closer he drew to the Heavenly Dao Society, the heavier his heart became. If he hadn’t left, would they have survived? If he hadn’t brought them to the Indigo Bamboo Astral Domain, would they still have fallen?
Guilt twisted across Liu Wuxie’s face as he stared at the ruined fortress in the distance. Survivors cleared rubble, pulling corpses out of the wreckage.
Experts from the Heavenly Dragon Sect had come to help the Heavenly Dao Society rebuild. Sun Xiao and his two junior brothers were consoling the remaining members of the Heavenly Dao Society.
Liu Wuxie looked over the ruins, then threw his head back and roared, ringing over thirty thousand miles.
