Desolate Devouring Art - Chapter 1622 - Breaking the Curse
Chapter 1622 – Breaking the Curse
The rune on the stone wall hovered before Liu Wuxie. He kept carving with his hands, copying the rune he had seen on Vandore’s arm, and within a few minutes, he finished engraving a second rune.
At first glance, the two runes looked alike, but subtle differences set them apart.
Liu Wuxie snapped his hands together, and the two runes surged toward each other, merging at terrifying speed.
A harsh buzz detonated through his soul sea the instant they fused, and an eerie spectacle erupted. The runes twisted together in a tight spiral as the buzz reverberated inside him, forcing him to retreat.
Blinding radiance exploded from the merged rune, hammering his senses so hard he had to shut his eyes, and the brilliance felt sharp enough to pierce straight through his soul sea.
Roughly fifteen minutes later, the radiance finally ebbed, and a golden diagram replaced it. Liu Wuxie walked closer and saw countless characters inside the diagram, each one formed from the rune’s fine lines.
“What a brilliant design by separating the characters into fine lines, and only by merging the runes can they restore themselves into characters,” Liu Wuxie murmured, shock tightening in his chest at Vandore and Makuvert’s ingenuity.
The incantation itself served as the key, yet they split it into two components. The rune on Vandore’s arm held the first component, while the rune on the wall held the second.
Viewed alone, each seal revealed nothing. Only when the seals combined did the mystery unravel. The text remained short, but Liu Wuxie still read every segment with painstaking care.
“This is the Dark Curse’s incantation, and it also contains the insights of the Light and Dark Elves’ magic. It looks like Vandore and Makuvert didn’t have any feud; their paths just diverged. They stored all their life’s work in these seals.” Liu Wuxie drew his conclusion from what he read. That meant the feud between the two factions had no foundation from the start.
Their descendants had misread their ancestors’ intent. Vandore and Makuvert only wanted to raise the Elven Race higher, and as prodigies, their ideals naturally collided.
From the text, Liu Wuxie also learned that Makuvert had created the Dark Curse, yet even he couldn’t undo it. Vandore had poured endless effort into countering it and had succeeded.
The Dark Curse forced them to accept the hard truth that each magic carried its own purpose, and only by fusing the two could magic reach its true pinnacle.
The Dark Curse stood at the peak of all spells, cast through black magic and dispelled through light magic. Without light magic, black magic would become nothing more than a butcher’s blade.
Their writings made it clear that light magic excelled at defense while black magic excelled at offense. Neither stood above the other, and each carried its own brilliance.
After that, Vandore and Makuvert had shifted their research in an attempt to merge the two opposing magics into one. Over the years, they had invented countless strange spells before vanishing for reasons no one understood. Only Liu Wuxie knew they had ascended to the celestial realm.
Once Liu Wuxie traced the root of the problem, he let out a quiet sigh. If Vandore and Makuvert could see the Elven Race today, they would probably spit blood from rage.
They had intended for their descendants’ two factions to complement one another as an inseparable whole, yet their descendants had ultimately split that unity into two halves.
Liu Wuxie retrieved his consciousness from his soul sea. He walked to Hua Feiyu and said, “Master, I’ve found a way to break the Dark Curse. I’ll undo it for you now.”
Hua Feiyu’s eyes widened in disbelief when he heard that Liu Wuxie had found a way to break the Dark Curse, especially after he had only been inside the chamber for fifteen minutes.
“Water of petals, sacred light, purest power, shining bright, hear my call, attend my might, banish gloom and darkest blight, awaken life from silent night…” Liu Wuxie chanted softly, reciting the incantation to dispel the Dark Curse. He had to drive it with magic, and a Magical Realm had already taken form in his desolate world, producing a vast amount of magical force.
Magical force surged through the incantation inside him, then gathered into a tide that burrowed into Hua Feiyu’s soul sea. The dark energy inside Hua Feiyu’s soul sea dispersed at once, replaced by a faint light that poured down like dawn over the earth.
In the next heartbeat, a terrifying aura erupted from Hua Feiyu’s body. His cultivation climbed steadily, and while he still hadn’t reached the Immortal Realm, his comprehension of it sharpened into something far clearer than before. The disaster had turned into a fortune.
“Liu Wuxie, how did you learn the incantation?” Hua Feiyu asked, curiosity tightening his voice. He had exhausted every method and still failed to break the Dark Curse, yet Liu Wuxie dispelled it with ease.
“I just happen to know someone who’s a grandmaster in magic who knows the incantation to break the Dark Curse,” Liu Wuxie said, brushing the question aside. He had no reason to expose details that didn’t matter.
Hua Feiyu didn’t press further, and the two stepped out of the cage together. Now that they had broken the Dark Curse, the Dark Elves would have to honor their word and hand over the Heart-Calming Mantra’s second chapter.
The moment Liu Wuxie and Hua Feiyu emerged, thunder rolled across the sky as the Light Elves sent experts to attack the dark lineage.
The matriarch roared, “Makurat, hand over Liu Wuxie!”
Tian Can stood to the side and observed. He didn’t attack without his master’s order.
“Holisse, how dare you come here and cause trouble? I’ll make sure you never leave.” Makurat snapped back.
The Dark Elves were far stronger than the Light Elves, but the gap wasn’t enough to guarantee an overwhelming victory.
At their level, sheer numbers no longer decided the battle’s outcome.
Holisse was Vanya’s mother, the matriarch of the Elven Race’s light lineage.
The battle escalated as experts from both lineages shot into the sky.
“Doom Tempest!”
“Siren’s Perish Song!”
“Sword of Light!”
“Blade of Darkness!”
“……” Spell after spell crashed in midair, and neither side yielded. Each collision unleashed violent waves that rolled outward.
The backlash razed vegetation across the distant mountain range, and the once-peaceful Elven Star plunged into chaos.
As the clash dragged on, fury ignited between the two lineages, and Vanya joined the fray. Her magic terrified everyone, not only for its raw impact but also because she fused human martial techniques into it.
That fusion pushed Vanya’s combat strength far beyond her peers’, and if the fight continued, both sides would suffer devastating losses.
Liu Wuxie appeared just as the conflict threatened to explode further.
“Everyone, stop!”
Hua Feiyu stepped in behind him and released his aura at the Quasi-Immortal Realm. Both lineages returned to their ranks, yet they still stood in a hostile standoff.
“Sect Master Hua, you broke through the Dark Curse?” Makurat blurted, shock cracking his composure. The Dark Curse was supposed to be unbreakable, yet Hua Feiyu had undone it.
“Patriarch Makurat, I broke the Dark Curse as per our agreement. You have to lend me the second chapter of the Heart-Calming Mantra. I hope that you’ll honor your promise,” Hua Feiyu said. He offered no further explanation, because removing Liu Wuxie’s inner demon mattered more than anything else.
“I will lend it to you, but not right now. I need to first defeat them,” Makurat said before driving the Dark Elves forward to continue the fight.
“Hold on!” Liu Wuxie flashed forward and appeared between the two lineages, cutting off the clash before it could restart.
“Liu Wuxie, what do you mean by this? Why are you stopping us?” Makurat demanded. He treated this as the Elven Race’s internal affair, refusing to let outsiders interfere.
“If Vandore and Makuvert see their lineages fighting, they’ll probably spit out blood from the anger,” Liu Wuxie replied in a sharp voice, sweeping his gaze from Makurat to Holisse.
“Liu Wuxie, what is the meaning of this?” Makurat asked, his face darkening. With Hua Feiyu beside him, no one dared to move against him.
“I believe I have made myself pretty clear that every one of you is a dumbass,” Liu Wuxie replied.
An uproar erupted at once as both the Dark and Light Elves turned their hostility toward Liu Wuxie.
“Liu Wuxie, explain yourself!” The Light Elves burned with even hotter fury. They had brought an army to rescue him, only to be insulted in return, and no one could swallow that humiliation.
“Your ancestors worked hard to create countless spells, and you two factions use them to fight among yourselves? If that isn’t stupidity, what is?” Liu Wuxie asked, reprimanding both factions without mercy.
Elves lowered their heads across both lineages. The two factions shared the same origin, yet they had turned on each other over nothing but the magic they practiced.
“Liu Wuxie, what do you mean by that? The dark and light lineages cannot coexist!” Makurat roared. If Liu Wuxie kept blocking him, Makurat wouldn’t show mercy.
“Then tell me this. Without the nourishment of black magic, the strength of the light lineage has gradually weakened year after year, hasn’t it?” Liu Wuxie asked, turning his eyes to Holisse.
Holisse lowered her head. The decline in the light lineage’s magic had become undeniable, and their offensive power had steadily eroded over the years.
The dark lineage sneered at Liu Wuxie’s words because their black magic had only grown stronger with time.
“And you still have the nerve to laugh? Your offensive abilities might’ve grown stronger, but does anyone dare to fight during the day? Do you dare to stand under the sun? How long can your magical force last under sunlight? You should be ashamed of yourselves,” Liu Wuxie said with a cold snicker.
The Dark Elves fell silent instantly, their faces darkening. Liu Wuxie’s words stung. Black magic carried an overwhelming force, but it also carried an obvious weakness. Anyone could cripple them by exploiting that flaw, no matter how powerful their spells became.
Silence fell over both sides, and no one spoke.
Hua Feiyu stayed out of it and watched from the side, curiosity flickering in his eyes.
