Desolate Devouring Art - Chapter 1595 - Returning to Anlu Star
Chapter 1595 – Returning to Anlu Star
Tian Can knew nothing about the feud between Liu Wuxie and the Immortal Slaughter Palace. His only mission was to keep Liu Wuxie safe.
The Immortal Slaughter Palace had long stood at the pinnacle of the astral domain, and that alone explained why Liu Wuxie had come to the Laman Astral Domain by himself. Even so, the upper echelons of the Heavenly Dragon Sect and the Heavenly Dao Society still couldn’t understand why Liu Wuxie insisted on making this trip alone.
When Di Can and Ren Can arrived, the entire Indigo Bamboo Astral Domain erupted in an uproar. The three elders imprisoned on Death Mountain had stepped back into the world.
With two quasi-immortals in the Heavenly Dao Society, even the Grand Unity Sect wouldn’t dare to provoke them.
As for Tian Can, only the Heavenly Dao Society and the Heavenly Dragon Sect knew that he accompanied Liu Wuxie. With an escort at the Quasi-Immortal Realm guarding him, everyone finally felt their nerves ease.
News had already spread worldwide that Liu Wuxie had used the Gate of Samsara to revive the deceased members of the Heavenly Dao Society.
When the Grand Unity Sect received this news, a dead silence fell over them. They had plotted for so long, yet in the end, not only had they failed to kill Liu Wuxie, but they had even helped accelerate his growth.
The Divine Alchemy Sect suffered the worst fate of all. The Heavenly Dragon Sect sent experts, allied with several forces, and joined with the elites of the Heavenly Dao Society to wipe out the Divine Alchemy Sect.
The Heavenly Dao Society dispatched two quasi-immortals, while the Heavenly Dragon Sect sent a mass of experts at the pinnacle of the Heaven Gaze Realm, and they crushed the Divine Alchemy Sect with overwhelming force. With that, the Divine Alchemy Sect vanished from the Indigo Bamboo Astral Domain.
Di Can and Ren Can killed Sheng Yuan and Bai Ran. Strangely enough, the Grand Unity Sect never sent reinforcements to help the Divine Alchemy Sect.
The Grand Unity Sect understood that their intervention would change nothing, and no one could stop the Divine Alchemy Sect’s destruction.
After all, the Heavenly Dragon Sect already sat in first place among the sects of the Indigo Bamboo Astral Domain, with the Grand Unity Sect ranked second. The Heavenly Dao Society had also entered the ranks of first-tier sects, but it sat at the very bottom because it had no immortals.
If the Heavenly Dao Society gained an immortal, it might even surpass the Heavenly Dragon Sect and the Grand Unity Sect.
“Master, where are we going next?” Tian Can asked after he stepped out of the teleportation array with Liu Wuxie.
The layout across the four astral domains had shifted beyond recognition, and Tian Can realised that their long imprisonment had cut them off from the era. He couldn’t keep up with the present world.
“Anlu Star!” Liu Wuxie replied. His feud with the Immortal Slaughter Palace had begun on Anlu Star, and since that was the root, he would start there.
Anlu Star was only a minor mining planet under the Immortal Slaughter Palace’s jurisdiction, yet the slave uprising there had left a deep scar on the Immortal Slaughter Palace. Even though nearly two years had passed, people still spoke of it.
They traveled across planets, and a day later, Liu Wuxie returned to Anlu Star. The planet looked much the same as when he had left, with Yu Wentai overseeing it. Yu Wentai, however, hadn’t dared to rest for a moment in the past two years, and he drove the slaves like a madman to atone for the disgrace he had brought to the Immortal Slaughter Palace.
That extensive extraction killed countless slaves, and the Northern Foothill Mines suffered the worst. Yu Wentai had grown so unhinged that he sent slaves there every day. He didn’t care how many died because a new batch arrived every month, and to him they were nothing but expendable tools.
On this very day, Liu Wuxie and Tian Can crossed planets and arrived on Anlu Star. Tian Can followed without hesitation, and his experience and judgment remained as sharp as ever.
Over the past few days, Tian Can had learned some basic news about the four astral domains, and he couldn’t understand why Liu Wuxie would come to such a barren planet.
“Master, what are we doing here?” Tian Can asked.
“To settle an old debt,” Liu Wuxie replied, offering no further explanation. Some things needed no explanation.
When Liu Wuxie and Tian Can descended before the castle, the guards spotted them instantly.
A team of guards rushed over to block Liu Wuxie and Tian Can. “Who are you two, and why have you trespassed on Anlu Star?” They were ordinary Transcendent Realm guards, and they couldn’t sense either man’s cultivation at all.
“Take me to your commander,” Liu Wuxie ordered. He had already blanketed the planet with his divine sense, and he could see Yu Wentai inside the main hall, indulging in a performance.
“No one is allowed to see the commander without his order,” a guard insisted, clinging to duty. If he brought strangers into the castle, Yu Wentai would punish him.
“Go tell Yu Wentai that Liu Wuxie has come,” Liu Wuxie said calmly, revealing his name without hesitation. He couldn’t be bothered to take the lives of such insignificant guards.
“Liu… Liu Wuxie?!” the guard blurted, and his face drained of color.
These guards were new replacements; the uprising back then had slaughtered most of the old ones. Yet Liu Wuxie’s name had long spread across Anlu Star, and many slaves still prayed before his portrait like a god every day.
“Can you take me in now?” Liu Wuxie asked. He could have barged in with his cultivation, yet he chose not to.
The guard collapsed in terror, then scrambled up and sprinted toward the main hall, with Liu Wuxie following behind. Liu Wuxie walked through the familiar castle and noted how much they had reinforced the defenses.
Inside the main hall, several women danced with alluring grace.
Yu Wentai looked far more well-fed than before. A scantily dressed woman nestled in his embrace and massaged his thigh while she clung to him.
“C-Commander… t-this is bad!” the guard cried as he rushed into the main hall and dropped to his knees. The dancers retreated to the sides the moment he burst in.
“Garbage. Why are you panicking in this manner?” Yu Wentai snapped.
Ever since the last incident, his temper had turned even more violent, and he killed at the slightest provocation, especially after Duan Li, the elder who backed him, had died in the Indigo Bamboo Astral Domain.
“Liu… Liu Wuxie has come!” the guard stammered, trembling so hard he didn’t dare to rise.
Yu Wentai’s legs went weak, and he slipped off his chair the instant he heard that name.
Not long ago, the Immortal Slaughter Palace had delivered a new batch of slaves. An elder had told Yu Wentai that Liu Wuxie’s cultivation had reached an unfathomable height and that he had recovered all the people killed by the Immortal Slaughter Palace.
That news had already reached the Immortal Slaughter Palace.
Yu Wentai had refused to believe it at the time, assuming the elder had joked with him. After all, how could anyone bring the dead back?
Liu Wuxie walked into the main hall, looking no different than before. “Yu Wentai, it’s been a long time since we met,” he said with a smile.
Even if Liu Wuxie turned to ashes, Yu Wentai would still recognize him.
“Liu… Liu Wuxie, why have you come to Anlu Star?” Yu Wentai demanded as he shoved the woman in his arms away and tensed from head to toe. Liu Wuxie’s arrival could only mean disaster.
“Old friends meet again, and you’re not even going to invite me to have a seat? Is this your hospitality?” Liu Wuxie asked, still smiling.
“S-Sit…” Yu Wentai stuttered, wiping sweat in frantic swipes.
How could he not see it? Liu Wuxie had already grown beyond his reach, and Liu Wuxie could crush him hundreds of times over with a single hand.
Liu Wuxie sat down, and Tian Can took the seat beside him. The air in the main hall thickened into an eerie suffocation.
“Young Master Liu, what guidance do you have in coming to Anlu Star?” Yu Wentai asked carefully.
Liu Wuxie and the Immortal Slaughter Palace were sworn enemies. Since Liu Wuxie came, he must have come with a purpose.
“Guidance is too strong a word. I want you to help me with one thing,” Liu Wuxie said, with the same calm smile on his lips.
The gentler he sounded, the deeper Yu Wentai’s fear sank. He would rather be granted a clean death than endure what was coming.
“What is it? Just let me know if you need any help, and I will do it for you,” Yu Wentai said, forcing submission. He was a disciple of the Immortal Slaughter Palace, but survival came first.
“Draw me a complete map of the Immortal Slaughter Palace,” Liu Wuxie commanded. He still didn’t have full clarity on the Immortal Slaughter Palace’s territories, and Miao Jianying’s information network only reached across two astral domains.
The Laman Astral Domain differed from the Spirit Martial Astral Domain. The Spirit Martial Astral Domain hosted countless races, making infiltration easier. The Laman Astral Domain, however, consisted mostly of humans, and its forces intertwined and entrenched themselves deeply.
“Why do you need that?” Yu Wentai asked, confused, before he could stop himself.
“Just do as I say. Where is this useless chatter coming from?” Liu Wuxie snapped.
Yu Wentai shuddered at the sudden edge in Liu Wuxie’s voice, and he didn’t dare to add another word. He immediately pulled out a map and began marking the Immortal Slaughter Palace’s territories.
Liu Wuxie already held most of the Laman Astral Domain’s layout in his mind, and Yu Wentai finally stopped after circling hundreds of planets.
“I didn’t expect the Immortal Slaughter Palace’s territory to be this vast,” Liu Wuxie murmured, genuinely surprised.
The Immortal Slaughter Palace had a deeper foundation than he had expected, and it was no weaker than the Heavenly Dragon Sect, perhaps even stronger. A head-on confrontation wouldn’t be wise, and he could start from the outskirts, slowly crushing their outer territory before pushing inward.
A broader plan began to take shape in Liu Wuxie’s mind.
“Young Master Liu, now that I’ve done what you asked for, can you spare my life?” Yu Wentai asked carefully. He knew Liu Wuxie wouldn’t let him live.
“Gather all the slaves,” Liu Wuxie ordered, his tone shifting as murderous intent surged beneath it. He had only played long enough to extract what he needed from Yu Wentai.
Now that he had what he came for, he wouldn’t waste time on Yu Wentai any longer. With his methods, he could search Yu Wentai’s soul directly, but Yu Wentai still had a use for the moment.
Yu Wentai didn’t dare disobey. He reached for the Communication Talisman inside his clothes, intending to warn the Immortal Slaughter Palace, only to discover there was no response at all. Liu Wuxie had sealed the surrounding space.
“It’s useless. You can’t send any message out,” Liu Wuxie said calmly.
It didn’t take long before Yu Wentai gathered the slaves in one place. They had no idea what was happening.
Tian Can personally went to the Northern Foothill Mines and brought every slave back in one piece.
Soon, tens of thousands of slaves stood packed in the plaza. Some stared ahead with hollow eyes, already stripped of hope.
The slaves murmured among themselves, “What’s going on? Why did Yu Wentai gather all of us in one place?”
“No idea. He probably had some new idea,” another whispered. Hatred burned in them for Yu Wentai, but they had long since learned they couldn’t act on it.
Guards crowded in to maintain order and prevent a stampede. They didn’t know what was happening either; they obeyed their commander.
When Liu Wuxie stepped out of the castle onto the plaza, he took the high ground where everyone could see him.
“Does anyone still remember me?” Liu Wuxie asked as his gaze swept across the silent sea of slaves, all eyes locking on him at once.
