Desolate Devouring Art - Chapter 1630 - Netherworld Phantom Array
Chapter 1630 – Netherworld Phantom Array
The Mad Demon Ancestors had taken heavy damage from the Heavenbound Immortal Finger, and Liu Wuxie had to finish them while he still could. If he let them recover, killing them later would only become more troublesome.
“Master, can you really handle them alone?” Tian Can asked, hesitation creeping into his voice. Even he couldn’t match either twin in a one-on-one fight.
“Just do as I say. Vanya’s injuries have stabilized, and you’ll escort her back to the Heavenly Dao Society. I’ll notify you if anything happens,” Liu Wuxie said. Then he vanished, his voice reaching Tian Can from far away.
Tian Can didn’t dare to disobey and escorted the elves back to Elven Star.
Vanya required ten to fifteen days to recover, which meant Tian Can could only remain with the Elven Race during that time.
Liu Wuxie followed the trail the Mad Demon Ancestors had left behind. By now, he had learned everything he needed about them. The duo lived on Dalia Star, far from Indigo Bamboo Star, and they had founded the Mad Demon Gate with countless disciples under their command. That meant the road ahead would be dangerous.
Even so, Liu Wuxie had to uproot them completely, or they would return to strike again later. He pursued them for several days, and on the fifth day, the Mad Demon Ancestors finally returned to Dalia Star. The moment they arrived, they rushed into their sect and activated the defensive spiritual array, trying to keep Liu Wuxie from breaking in.
“Mad Demon Ancestors, come out and die!” Liu Wuxie arrived right behind them. He appeared above the Mad Demon Gate and slammed his palm down to shatter the spiritual array. When it came to spiritual arrays, no one in the Indigo Bamboo Astral Domain could surpass him.
Mad Demon Gate disciples poured out in a rush, many of them at the lower levels of the Heaven Gaze Realm. The Mad Demon Gate had reached the standing of a second-tier sect, and its overall strength even fell short of the Peach Blossom Sect.
Because Dalia Star was such a remote location, people within thirty thousand miles still treated the Mad Demon Gate like a superpower.
“Liu Wuxie, you’re going too far!” the Mad Demon Ancestors roared. Fury twisted their expressions. Liu Wuxie had arrived at their doorstep before they could even catch their breath.
In their own territory, the Mad Demon Ancestors refused to fear him. At worst, they could drag Liu Wuxie into mutual destruction.
More disciples streamed out with weapons in hand, yet not one of them dared to step forward. The aura Liu Wuxie radiated was so terrifying that even earth immortals didn’t dare to meet his gaze.
“This is between the Mad Demon Ancestors and me. Anyone not involved, leave immediately!” Liu Wuxie roared.
Experts poured in from a distance as well. The moment news spread that Liu Wuxie intended to strike the Mad Demon Gate, the entire Dalia Star erupted, and cultivators rushed over in a frenzy. Presently, in Indigo Bamboo Astral Domain, whose name carried more weight than Liu Wuxie’s?
“Why is Liu Wuxie attacking the Mad Demon Gate? There shouldn’t be any feud between them,” someone muttered in the crowd.
Dalia Star lay far from the heart of the Indigo Bamboo Astral Domain, and no one could see how Liu Wuxie could have any connection to the Mad Demon Gate. The Mad Demon Ancestors rarely left their sect and spent most of their days secluded.
The gathered experts whispered, “I heard the Mad Demon Ancestors left for a while recently. Did they go to assassinate Liu Wuxie?”
That chatter shoved the Mad Demon Gate disciples into a dilemma. If they fled and the Mad Demon Ancestors somehow killed Liu Wuxie, they would become sinners. With the Mad Demon Ancestors’ temperament, they would skin them alive and tear out their tendons. But if they stayed and Liu Wuxie killed the Mad Demon Ancestors, they would die as well.
Neither outcome felt acceptable.
“Take on the formation!” the Mad Demon Ancestors roared. The entire sect moved at once, with every disciple and elder forming a force that looked terrifying at a glance.
The Mad Demon Gate possessed a dreadful spiritual array known as the God of Dalia Star.
“Netherworld Phantom Array!”
The moment the array formed, an eerie wind swept through the area. Cracks tore across the ground, and boundless dark miasma surged upward, condensing into a netherworld deity.
Liu Wuxie narrowed his eyes in surprise. He hadn’t expected the Mad Demon Ancestors to wield something this powerful.
Even so, the array carried a fatal flaw. Activating it demanded massive quantities of blood to feed the netherworld deity.
In the blink of an eye, more than a hundred disciples detonated, their blood dyeing the sky red. Only the Mad Demon Ancestors would be ruthless enough to fuel an array with their disciples’ lives.
Liu Wuxie drew in a sharp breath. If he stood in their place, he would rather die than drag innocent lives into the grave with him.
“Ancestors, I don’t want to die!” The disciples cried out as their comrades died. The more the blood spilled, the more the spiritual array swelled in power.
The Mad Demon Ancestors’ Nine Palace Secret Diagram had already proved how well they understood arrays, and the Netherworld Phantom Array confirmed it again.
Cruel and tyrannical as it was, no one could deny its terrifying might.
Blood stained the sky, and a boundless tide surged upward and swallowed Liu Wuxie whole. A powerful suction followed, tugging at his primordial spirit as if it wanted to rip it out.
A terrifying force brewed as Liu Wuxie found himself trapped in a sea of blood. Countless vengeful spirits lunged at him, trying to tear his primordial spirit apart.
“Do you think this is enough to kill me?” Liu Wuxie asked. He didn’t even bother to dodge, letting the vengeful spirits rush in. The moment they poured into his soul sea, his primordial spirit opened its eyes.
His primordial spirit came from the Soul Forge Art. Even if it no longer held offensive might, it still retained terrifying defense. A spear appeared in its hand, releasing boundless radiance. It instantly vaporized every vengeful spirit that dared to enter.
The Mad Demon Ancestors’ expressions changed sharply. They hadn’t expected Liu Wuxie’s primordial spirit to be this powerful. They could already sense that, in soul energy alone, Liu Wuxie stood infinitely close to the Immortal Realm.
The blood sea roiled harder, and the scythe in the netherworld deity’s hands swung down toward Liu Wuxie’s head.
“What impudence,” Liu Wuxie said as he strode through the blood sea, shaking heaven and earth with each step. The sea of blood exploded apart, and a vacuum chamber opened in his wake.
A thunderous roar echoed, “Get lost!” as Liu Wuxie shattered the netherworld deity that charged at him.
The Mad Demon Ancestors reeled from the backlash, their injuries worsening. The Heavenbound Immortal Finger had already crippled them, and they could only draw out about seventy percent of their full strength at best. That weakness was exactly why Liu Wuxie had stormed the Mad Demon Gate.
When the netherworld deity exploded, the blood sea condensed again and formed a blood demon deity at its side, and this new shape looked even more terrifying. Cultivators watching from afar retreated the moment it appeared, unwilling to get dragged into the aftermath.
The entire Dalia Star trembled violently, teetering on the verge of splitting apart. The planet’s rotation speed surged, and the resulting chaos swept up mortals who couldn’t endure the change.
The Mad Demon Ancestors commanded more than ten thousand disciples, and more than a thousand died in the blink of an eye.
“Liu Wuxie, we are innocent! Please don’t kill us. Save us!” the disciples begged.
Liu Wuxie didn’t waver, no matter how they pleaded. He didn’t refuse out of cruelty, but he couldn’t save them. The Mad Demon Ancestors controlled the array, and only they could release the disciples.
As the spiritual array continued to fold inward, every disciple would eventually be reduced to blood to feed it.
“The Mad Demon Ancestors are too cruel. These disciples followed them for years, yet they sacrificed them without hesitation!”
Even the experts watching from a distance couldn’t bear that brutality.
No matter what, those disciples had done nothing wrong. Only demonic cultivators sacrificed others to empower themselves.
Cries, pleas, and curses filled the sky.
It didn’t take long for the Heaven Gaze Realm experts to notice the problem. If the array kept circulating, it would only be a matter of time before it swallowed them as sacrifices, too.
In an instant, the Heaven Gaze Realm experts tore open a passage and fled into the distance, abandoning the Mad Demon Ancestors. Many of them had entered the Mad Demon Gate, but they had never joined as disciples.
They could count themselves as experts within the Indigo Bamboo Astral Domain. For one reason or another, they had sought powerful backing so they could cultivate in peace. Many cultivators preferred joining a strong sect as guest elders.
Most of the time, they focused only on cultivation and offered assistance when danger arose. However, the Mad Demon Gate had existed for less than a thousand years and lacked a deep foundation.
Most of those experts had come from all over, borrowing the Mad Demon Ancestors’ name to elevate their own standing. Quasi-immortals filled the Indigo Bamboo Astral Domain, and every second-tier sect had a quasi-immortal. Only first-tier sects possessed true immortals.
Even the planet lords of powerful worlds stood in the Quasi-Immortal Realm. Yet amid the upheaval of the astral domains, countless quasi-immortals had emerged from seclusion in just a few short years.
“Trying to leave now?” The Mad Demon Ancestors’ eyes turned bloodshot, and they refused to let anyone escape.
The Mad Demon Ancestors roared, “You ate, drank, and used the resources we provided, and now you want to run when the Mad Demon Gate faces trouble? Don’t even dream about it!” The Spirit Yin Sword and the Blood Butcher Sword appeared in their hands.
They pierced straight through the fleeing cultivators, butchering them like livestock. Their blood poured into the spiritual array, increasing its power tenfold.
In an instant, wind, rain, thunder, and storm descended together. The savage force formed a ripping pressure that tried to tear Liu Wuxie apart.
The rumbling storms slammed into space, and everyone’s heart trembled. Had another cultivator stood in Liu Wuxie’s place, terror alone would have frozen them.
Yet Liu Wuxie remained indifferent, letting the array crush down on him. His physique had already reached the level of a quasi-immortal, and this much impact couldn’t do anything to him.
“Your spiritual array has already reached its limit, and there’s no way you can kill me with it. Savor my wrath now!”
Liu Wuxie raised the Heretic Blade and cleaved downward, blasting aside the surrounding blood and carving a vacuum passage through the sea of blood.
He tore through the spiritual array with ease and appeared right in front of the Mad Demon Ancestors.
“Shit!” The Mad Demon Ancestors finally realized something had gone wrong. They retreated, trying to flee.
“Today, you two will die!” Liu Wuxie refused to let them run again. He unleashed his domain, and an axe-shaped manifestation filled the sky.
When the axe appeared overhead, many cultivators in the distance dropped to their knees under its crushing suppression.
