Desolate Devouring Art - Chapter 1685 - Not Lowering To Your Level

Chapter 1685 – Not Lowering To Your Level

Liu Wuxie had waited outside, paying close attention to the Grand Unity Sect when the immortals had returned. His goal was to wipe out the Grand Unity Sect the moment their immortal or upper echelons showed themselves. Aside from the Grand Unity Sect, the Lingqiong Clan was also under his surveillance.

For the time being, only the Grand Unity Sect and the Lingqiong Clan had established a connection with the celestial realm. He believed neither of these two forces would let the matter rest so easily. They would surely continue communicating with the celestial realm to send even more powerful immortals down, especially the Lingqiong Clan.

The moment Lingqiong Jing’s clone died, his main body in the celestial realm would’ve sensed it. The only good thing was that the main body would not know what the clone had experienced in the mortal realm.

The clone was an independent existence from the main body and possessed its own ability to think. Its only flaw was its inability to synchronize its thoughts with the main body. This meant Lingqiong Jing would only know that his clone had fallen, but he would not know who had killed it.

If Liu Wuxie wanted to hide his existence from the celestial realm, his only method was to kill anyone who descended to the mortal realm. This way, the celestial realm would not learn anything about him.

If he allowed even one clone to escape, everything that had happened in the mortal realm would soon become known to the celestial realm. That meant even after he returned to the celestial realm, he would struggle to find a foothold, and based on the temperament of his enemies, they would search every corner of the celestial realm for him.

Though he now stood at the summit of the astral domains, he felt even greater pressure than before. Previously, he only had to face experts from the four astral domains, but now he had to face the entire celestial realm. This meant he had to hide himself before he grew strong enough.

As for his name, he did not have to worry about that. After all, too many people shared the same name, and his appearance differed from that of his previous life.

However, the real problem was that he did not dare use any immortal arts from his previous lifetime. If he used them, others would surely discover him.

Not long ago, Liu Wuxie had seen an immortal entering Nightmare City. He had not taken it seriously then, as he had long known that the Heavenly Dragon Sect had an ancestor cultivating in the Skyfall Realm. By right, the return of the Heavenly Dragon Sect’s ancestor should have been good news.

But just moments ago, Nightmare City’s artifact spirit had told him that the returned ancestor was too domineering. Not only had he released his aura to suppress Hua Feiyu and the others, but even the artifact spirit had felt the suppression.

Liu Wuxie showed no courtesy when he stepped into the main hall, his piercing gaze scrutinizing Leng Zizhen.

“Brat, you have some guts to speak to me in such a tone.”

Leng Zizhen narrowed his eyes, seeing Liu Wuxie’s age. He was surprised to see a twenty-something at the Immortal Realm. How was that possible?

Across the four astral domains, which immortal had not spent countless years cultivating? Even the youngest were at least fifty thousand years old.

“I don’t care who the fuck you are, but the Heavenly Dragon Sect is under my master’s authority. Get down from that seat,” Liu Wuxie snapped impatiently.

If Leng Zizhen had not been the Heavenly Dragon Sect’s ancestor, Liu Wuxie would not have waited until now to slap him for occupying the sect master’s seat.

“You’re courting death!” Leng Zizhen roared. He had lived for countless years, so when had anyone ever spoken to him in this manner? He did not hesitate to strike, planning to teach Liu Wuxie a lesson.

“Wuxie, watch out!” Hua Feiyu yelled anxiously, but as the sect master, he could not interfere.

“A piece of garbage like you dares to act so arrogantly before me?” Liu Wuxie remained where he stood and allowed Leng Zizhen’s attack to reach him. Did the latter really take him for a pushover?

Liu Wuxie had yet to test his strength since breaking through to the Heavenly Immortal Realm, as he had no opponent in the four astral domains. He could easily kill a quasi-immortal with a single breath, so who would dare defy him here?

As a veteran heavenly immortal, Leng Zizhen struck with thunderous force the moment he moved, crossing a hundred meters in the blink of an eye. But strangely, aside from Hua Feiyu, no one in the main hall came forward to stop him. Many elders even wore strange smiles when they saw this scene.

Leng Zizhen appeared before Liu Wuxie. However, before he could attack, Liu Wuxie made his move and slapped Leng Zizhen across the face, producing a crisp sound that echoed through the entire hall.

The force of the slap sent Leng Zizhen spinning in place, and he could not even see how Liu Wuxie had struck.

“Y-You dare slap me?!” Leng Zizhen could not accept what had just happened and held his left cheek, where a visible palm print remained.

“Is there a problem?” Liu Wuxie asked with an amused look, releasing an aura so powerful that Leng Zizhen could not raise his head. Just his aura at the first-level Heavenly Immortal Realm alone made Leng Zizhen tremble.

“This is outrageous! I am the ancestor of the Heavenly Dragon Sect!” Leng Zizhen gritted his teeth, but he did not dare to act rashly. He could naturally sense that Liu Wuxie’s cultivation was deep and unfathomable.

Liu Wuxie warned, taking a step forward, “I only slapped you precisely because you’re the Heavenly Dragon Sect’s ancestor. Otherwise, you would be a corpse by now.”

Leng Zizhen stepped back in fear, avoiding his gaze.

“Liu Wuxie, that’s enough. Hurry up and apologize to the Ancestor,” Hua Feiyu stepped forward to give Leng Zizhen a way out.

The Heavenly Dragon Sect now stood at the core of the storm, and the addition of another immortal would greatly increase their odds of surviving the upcoming upheaval.

Hua Feiyu immediately signaled Liu Wuxie, telling him not to lower himself to Leng Zizhen’s level. It was not just Leng Zizhen; all the returning ancestors probably had the same temperament.

After reaching the Immortal Realm, they all possessed lofty positions in the astral domains, and they naturally wished to see everyone kneel before them to flaunt their authority.

Liu Wuxie snorted and walked to the side, out of respect for his master.

“Sect Master Hua, you’d better give me an explanation today, or this matter won’t end here!” Leng Zizhen said, his expression turning ferocious. He was a dignified expert at the fourth-level Heavenly Immortal Realm, and Liu Wuxie had only caught him by surprise earlier, allowing that ambush to succeed.

“Ancestor Leng, it’s better if you let this go. Not long ago, Liu Wuxie killed an expert at the fifth-level Heavenly Immortal Realm while he was still at the Quasi-Immortal Realm. Now that he has broken through to the Heavenly Immortal Realm, he’s even more unstoppable in the four astral domains,” Dong Wu said, stepping forward to deliver a perfectly timed stab to the heart.

Leng Zizhen’s expression hardened upon hearing this shocking information, and his previous arrogance faded.

The other elders quickly stepped forward and recounted all of Liu Wuxie’s achievements. “Elder Dong is right. Liu Wuxie is the most outstanding prodigy our Heavenly Dragon Sect has produced in the past hundreds of thousands of years. He reached the Heavenly Immortal Realm in his twenties, and he has already killed several immortals.”

Leng Zizhen looked even more shocked when he heard that immortals had descended from the celestial realm, and he could not help turning to look at Liu Wuxie.

“But he slapped me earlier, and I need an explanation!” Leng Zizhen argued, but in a slightly less arrogant tone. He could not swallow the humiliation of being slapped in public.

“I apologize on behalf of my disciple. I hope the Ancestor won’t take it to heart,” Hua Feiyu consoled, trying to resolve the conflict. Though he was also dissatisfied with Leng Zizhen, as the sect master, he had to prioritize harmony within the sect.

With so many people speaking on Liu Wuxie’s behalf, and after learning that Liu Wuxie had killed a fifth-level Heavenly Immortal, Leng Zizhen’s expression finally improved.

“I wouldn’t have let this matter rest if not for your master’s sake,” Leng Zizhen said, making a perfect excuse to save his reputation.

Liu Wuxie was about to speak, but Dong Wu quickly pulled him out of the main hall, afraid that he would cause trouble with Leng Zizhen again. He said, “Wuxie, he’s still the Heavenly Dragon Sect’s ancestor no matter what. You have already taught him a lesson by slapping him, and there’s no need to keep pressing the matter. Otherwise, you’ll only place your master in a difficult position.”

If a conflict broke out between Liu Wuxie and Leng Zizhen, the Heavenly Dragon Sect would ultimately suffer a loss.

“I know what to do. Elder Dong, you can go back inside,” Liu Wuxie said. He was ruthless towards his enemies, but he would not kill Leng Zizhen, so he turned and left.

During this period, he spent much of his time with his wives. As his physique, already in harmony with heaven and earth, continued to strengthen, his chances of producing an heir grew even slimmer.

After the women broke through to the Quasi-Immortal Realm, they slowed their cultivation. In addition, Xu Yilin and Liu Dashan kept urging him to give them a grandchild, so whenever he returned, Liu Wuxie would spend time with them.

The hall returned to calm once more, but Leng Zizhen did not take the sect master’s seat this time. Dong Wu had prepared a separate chair for him, placed at the same level as the sect master to preserve the ancestor’s dignity.

The discussion in the hall continued as Leng Zizhen explained matters concerning the Skyfall Realm. Due to changes in heaven and earth, many immortals had broken through in their cultivation over the past hundreds of thousands of years.

When Leng Zizhen entered, he had only been at the first-level Heavenly Immortal Realm, and now he had advanced to the fourth level. Others could consider his progress slow compared to the other immortals.

Dong Wu also reported everything that had happened over the past tens of thousands of years. When Leng Zizhen learned that the True Martial Continent had returned, he could not help feeling shocked.

He had not expected the continent that had broken away in the great battle to evolve into a planet, and all of it had been Liu Wuxie’s achievement.

“Ancestor Leng Zizhen, do you know where the Grand Unity Sect’s ancestor is?” Hua Feiyu asked. Liu Wuxie had communicated with him in secret earlier to ask about the whereabouts of the Grand Unity Sect’s ancestor.

“The Skyfall Realm is too massive, and many immortals don’t have any contact with each other. There’s no day and night in there, and everything is simply gray. People rarely interact. A group of immortals left yesterday, while some chose to remain there to cultivate,” Leng Zizhen answered truthfully.

This had always been the situation whenever the Skyfall Realm opened. Many immortals would choose to remain inside, aiming to reach a higher level in their cultivation.

Leng Zizhen had chosen to leave this year only because of the changes taking place in heaven and earth. If it had been like the past, he would’ve stayed, as he planned to ascend to the celestial realm only after reaching the higher levels of the Heavenly Immortal Realm.

When Hua Feiyu heard that a batch of immortals had left the Skyfall Realm, he could not help but frown and wondered if the Grand Unity Sect’s ancestor had somehow avoided detection.

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On a secret planet, several immortals stood together, plotting something. More immortals continued to arrive, and over ten immortals now stood present.

Over the years, hundreds of immortals had entered seclusion in the Skyfall Realm. Aside from the major sects, rogue cultivators had also entered hundreds of thousands of years ago. Some immortals came out only to discover that their sects and clans had already vanished from history.

Though Leng Zizhen had not made any friends in the Skyfall Realm, that did not mean the other immortals had not befriended anyone.

Over the years, Leng Zizhen had spent most of his time cultivating. Though many immortals had tried to approach him with goodwill, they were only fleeting acquaintances with ordinary relationships.