Desolate Devouring Art - Chapter 1592 - Revive

Chapter 1592 – Revive

Liu Wuxie’s sudden return startled countless people. Disciples who had been digging through the ruins to retrieve corpses all stopped and turned toward him.

Mu Tianli burst out of the main hall at once and tried to kneel before Liu Wuxie.

“Wuxie, I’m sorry. I was too useless, and I couldn’t protect them,” Mu Tianli apologized.

Liu Wuxie caught him and refused to let him kneel.

“You didn’t do anything wrong, and we were only wrong for being too weak. Our enemy was too cunning, and our foes were too vicious,” Liu Wuxie consoled him.

Liu Wuxie had always carried himself with righteousness, and he never relied on such vicious methods. Even when he destroyed the Nalan Clan’s assets, he did it openly, forcing the Nalan Clan to watch without daring to retaliate. He had also marched openly to wipe out the Peach Blossom Gate and the Seventy-Two Caves Pirates.

When he had gone to the Divine Alchemy Sect, he had relied on an open plot by laying a trap in the auction. That trap threatened no lives, and at worst, people could only call him cunning. But what the Grand Unity Sect had done had violated the heavenly dao. Most of the dead were ordinary people who had done nothing wrong, yet the attackers had still slaughtered them.

The Heavenly Dragon Sect’s experts arrived, and even Hua Feiyu stepped forward, along with Han Feizi, Qiao Bian, Sun Xiao, Elder Long, Zhuge Ming, and many more.

The powerhouses gathered above the Heavenly Dao Society, their faces grim and their eyes filled with guilt.

“Dear!” Xu Lingxue and the other four ladies rushed in from afar and threw themselves into Liu Wuxie’s arms.

“Dear, Lan Yu and the other two gave their lives to help us escape, and they all died a horrible death,” Chen Ruoyan sobbed, her voice shaking. She had grown up alongside Bi Gongyu and the others, sharing a deep bond with them.

“Junior Brother, you have my condolences,” Sun Xiao said as he stepped forward and squeezed Liu Wuxie’s shoulder. No one could revive the dead.

“Who attacked the Heavenly Dao Society?” Liu Wuxie asked, turning to his master.

The Grand Unity Sect had intercepted the Heavenly Dragon Sect, so who had launched the assault on the Heavenly Dao Society?

“We have already confirmed it. The Divine Alchemy Sect has allied with the Laman Astral Domain’s Immortal Slaughter Palace. They cooperated and secretly welcomed experts of the Immortal Slaughter Palace into the Indigo Bamboo Astral Domain. We were too careless, and we didn’t detect the infiltration,” Hua Feiyu explained.

“The Immortal Slaughter Palace!” Liu Wuxie’s eyes flared with fire the instant he heard the name. The Immortal Slaughter Palace had nearly killed him back when he had first entered the astral domains.

“Wuxie, I’ve already made arrangements. Your five wives will move into the Heavenly Dragon Sect. I’m worried that the Immortal Slaughter Palace might return,” Hua Feiyu said, voicing the concern he had kept pressed tight.

The Heavenly Dragon Sect had watched the Grand Unity Sect’s every move closely. The Immortal Slaughter Palace’s experts moved like ghosts, and the Heavenly Dragon Sect still didn’t know their identities or origins, making investigation far more difficult.

The Heavenly Dragon Sect had already dispatched experts to sweep a radius of three thousand miles to eliminate hidden threats.

After the Immortal Slaughter Palace’s experts had launched their ambush on the Heavenly Dao Society, they had left the Indigo Bamboo Astral Domain and returned to the Laman Astral Domain.

By now, many cultivators had gathered around the Heavenly Dao Society. After learning that Liu Wuxie had returned, most of them had come only to watch.

“Everyone, retreat to ten thousand meters away,” Liu Wuxie instructed, ordering everyone to back off, including the disciples still clearing the wreckage.

Confusion rippled through the crowd, and no one understood what Liu Wuxie intended to do.

“Do as he says,” Hua Feiyu said, cutting off the elders who wanted to speak.

In a blink, a radius of ten thousand meters emptied. Liu Wuxie alone remained, standing in the sky.

A black hole opened, and boundless flames poured out. In the next instant, the entire Heavenly Dao Society became a sea of fire as every corpse turned to ash.

That sight lit fury in countless hearts. The dead should return to the earth as a final respect, yet Liu Wuxie had reduced them to nothing.

“Sacred Hymn, heed my call.”

“Heaven and Earth, all creation, move at my command.”

“Eternal breath of the cosmos, gather at my will.”

“Power of the world, answer my decree.”

“Force of Samsara, hear my prayer and descend.” Liu Wuxie began to chant as he formed seals and drew out a long Path of Samsara. The instant it appeared, Hua Feiyu’s eyes tightened.

Everyone stared in stunned silence, unable to comprehend what Liu Wuxie was doing.

“This is the Gate of Samsara. Liu Wuxie is going to revive everyone,” Zhuge Ming said. Ever since he had reached the Heaven Gaze Realm, his insight had sharpened enough for him to guess Liu Wuxie’s intent.

More cultivators gathered and whispered among themselves, “The Great Samsara Mythical Art? Isn’t it only possessed by the divine race? How did Liu Wuxie come to possess it?”

“What a powerful Great Samsara Mythical Art! The divine son can only summon the Path of Samsara, but Liu Wuxie can even summon the Gate of Samsara,” an expert at the Heaven Gaze Realm said, shock stamped across his face.

Upon grasping the Great Samsara Mythical Art, one could enter samsara and revive someone before they underwent rebirth. Calling it samsara wasn’t fully accurate, and what Liu Wuxie did resembled opening a gate of time itself.

The Path of Samsara returned to the moment of the battle, reaching for the fallen and drawing them into the present.

A loud rumble shook the air as the surrounding space began to collapse, and vast whirlpools formed. If everyone hadn’t retreated, those whirlpools would have shredded them into pieces.

Countless runes emerged from the Gate of Samsara, each terrifying as it stood proudly in the sky, and fear bloomed in every heart that witnessed them.

“Return!” Liu Wuxie lowered his hands, and the Gate of Samsara finally stopped trembling as a guiding ray stretched into its depths.

Time passed, yet no one stepped out from the Gate of Samsara. Even Liu Wuxie didn’t know whether the gate would answer his call. Still, he refused to give up while a sliver of hope remained.

Everyone around him waited, their nerves tight and trembling. If Liu Wuxie truly revived the dead, it would mean he had grasped the form of undying and could call the dead back.

Even so, the Gate of Samsara could only revive someone once. The Myriad Race Ceremony had already proven it. The divinekin Liu Wuxie had killed twice, had not risen again.

A full minute crawled by, and still no one stepped out.

Xu Lingxue and the others clenched their fists, knuckles whitening, while everyone from the Heavenly Dragon Sect gathered and prayed in silence. Several elders of the Heavenly Dragon Sect had fallen in that battle as well.

Suddenly, heavy thudding echoed from within the Gate of Samsara, like a giant’s footsteps shaking the road.

A’Lei sprang to his feet at once, because the sound struck him as unmistakably familiar. He had grown up alongside A’Li, and he could recognize his friend’s steps without needing to see him.

A massive head pushed through the Gate of Samsara.

The Giant Clan’s build was enormous, so his head emerged first, then his shoulders, then his body, and finally his legs. The moment he stepped out, an uproar erupted around him.

A’Li stared around in confusion as he fully emerged.

A’Li blurted the moment he stepped out, “Did you all die as well?” Everyone immediately broke into tears of joy.

Still dazed, A’Li walked down the Path of Samsara. Not long after, Bi Gongyu, Lan Yu, and more people poured out of the gate.

The entire process lasted a full hour, and everyone who had died returned alive, standing before Liu Wuxie. Not one more, and not one less.

“What happened? Weren’t we dead?” Those who came out of the gate looked at each other in confusion, still unable to understand what had happened to them.

When the Gate of Samsara vanished, Liu Wuxie descended from the sky.

Summoning the Gate of Samsara had drained all his immortal energy, and even the divine son couldn’t have lasted this long. Reviving one or two wouldn’t have been difficult, but reviving five thousand required an ocean of immortal energy.

Immortal energy released by the immortal stones continued to pour into the desolate world, nourishing it. Fifty million astral crystals detonated as their energy flooded the desolate world, helping his immortal energy recover to a great extent.

Liu Wuxie’s physique remained steady, and he no longer carried a mortal body. Wind, rain, thunder, and lightning formed his frame; five elements forged his internal organs; Ghost Pupil became his eyes; and his blood was born from the Three Thousand Weakwater. Nether Deity Harvest supplied his soul energy, and Soul Forge Art shaped his primordial spirit. Even a strand of his hair contained laws of heaven and earth.

Survivors of the Heavenly Dao Society surged forward, searching for family and friends.

“You are alive!”

Only then did everyone truly understand that they had died, but then they had returned. When they learned Liu Wuxie had revived them, all five thousand stepped forward and dropped to their knees.

“Save your tears. Our war has only begun,” Liu Wuxie said, cutting them off before they could speak because he already knew what they intended to say.

“Master is right. Our war has only begun,” Bi Gongyu said. Years at Liu Wuxie’s side had taught him how to keep his heart steady.

The Heavenly Dao Society’s fortress lay in ruins, and with more than ten thousand people, they couldn’t sleep exposed to the open sky. Liu Wuxie had to push forward the plan to claim Nightmare City.

Liu Wuxie hadn’t dared to seize it before reaching the Heaven Gaze Realm, as he feared Nightmare City’s backlash.

“Master, lend me your strength!” Liu Wuxie said. He sought his master’s help in rebuilding the Heavenly Dao Society’s fortress.

“Alright,” Hua Feiyu said, and he rose with Liu Wuxie until they hovered in the air together.

Liu Wuxie immediately formed seals, and a divine dragon flew out and burrowed into the mountain range. It lifted an entire mountain and carried it toward them. It was an awe-inspiring sight.

“Break!” Liu Wuxie struck with his palm and shattered the mountain into countless fragments that hovered in the air like a storm held in place.

Even Hua Feiyu couldn’t hide his shock. Even someone at the pinnacle of the Heaven Gaze Realm couldn’t do this, yet Liu Wuxie had raised an entire mountain with ease.

They didn’t waste time speaking. Hua Feiyu moved his hands, cutting the rock into countless shapes, then guided the cut stones down to the ground where the fortress had once stood.

Liu Wuxie had already cleared the ruins, incinerating everything into ash. A dragon aura surged out again, and he lifted another mountain and dragged it over.

Even with the Giant Clan’s help, rebuilding the entire fortress would have taken months. Yet Liu Wuxie’s methods left every spectator shaken.

“Liu Wuxie is too terrifying! His means already rival a quasi-immortal,” someone whispered.

Liu Wuxie spent only 15 minutes outlining the fortress. The surrounding mountains diminished rapidly in the process, though new peaks would rise again in time.

The divine dragons continued moving, but this time they carried rare trees. The Heretic Blade appeared in Liu Wuxie’s hand, and the moment those trees arrived, they began to change, taking the form of beams and pillars.