Desolate Devouring Art-Chapter 1015 - Origin Sword

Everyone in the arena fell silent as Liu Wuxie's words thundered through the crowd. Even Miao Feiyu forgot to argue with Yin Qiong and turned to look at the arena.

Steward He narrowed his eyes and watched Liu Wuxie closely as the latter shifted his grip on the sword. Liu Wuxie's action puzzled everyone. No one could anticipate his next move.

After stepping into the Earth Profound Realm, Yin Xue's Celestial Anchor grew more than tenfold in power.

If Miao Jianying had faced that technique, he would've fled the ring just to survive.

But Liu Wuxie stood firm, gripping his sword with both hands.

"Unity with heaven and earth!" Liu Wuxie unleashed his strongest sword technique.

His earlier strike served only as a prototype. The moment he unleashed it, thunder boomed through the heavens, and the Divine Sword Platform buckled and sank beneath the force.

"It's a heaven-earth dao technique! He has comprehended the supreme heaven-earth dao technique!"

Liu Wuxie transformed the Origin Sword from a mere sword technique into one that embodied the laws of heaven and earth, similar to the Great Five Elemental Palm.

Yin Xue's face turned grim. The Origin Sword drew in every law and obliterated the Celestial Anchor's sword aura.

"The sky... cracked!" some people shouted.

A black rift had torn the sky open, releasing a torrent of wind. But that wasn't the scariest part as Liu Wuxie's ice-attribute energy soared to new heights and trapped Yin Xue inside an icy prison.

Yin Qiong clenched his fists after sensing something terribly wrong. Even he would struggle to withstand this sword technique.

Heavenly flames rained from the sky, setting the surrounding space ablaze. It was as if the entire world was about to be consumed by fire. The temperature surged, and nearby glaciers melted into rushing streams.

Liu Wuxie's sword aura surged, suppressing everything in its path with unstoppable force. The spatial laws in Northern City were weaker than those in the Central Plains, making it easy for Earth Profound Realm cultivators to tear them apart.

Liu Wuxie drove his sword strike beyond the Spirit Profound Realm, pushing it into the third-level Earth Profound Realm.

Yin Xue finally realized the severity of the situation and frantically channeled all his true essence, desperately trying to block Liu Wuxie's strike. He couldn't retreat. If he lost, the First Sword Manor's reputation would suffer, and they would lose the Supreme Harmony Sword.

The First Sword Manor couldn't afford to lose as the price was too great. He swore to stop Liu Wuxie, no matter the cost.

The sword aura forced the surrounding cultivators to scramble to the platform's edge as it shattered every table and chair on the platform.

"What a terrifying sword technique!" exclaimed Master Xue.

As a swordmaster himself, he stood powerless before Liu Wuxie's overwhelming swordsmanship. The realization struck him so hard that it looked like he had aged decades in an instant. Liu Wuxie displayed the essence of true swordsmanship, which was what it meant to be a true swordmaster.

Liu Wuxie's strike exploded through the Celestial Anchor and scattered its remnants into the air.

His sword aura tore through the air and materialized before Yin Xue. It had appeared out of nowhere as though it had traveled through time.

Liu Wuxie pressed the sword tip against Yin Xue's neck; one more inch and he would sever his head. No one was able to see how Liu Wuxie had attacked, when his sword had reached Yin Xue's throat, or how he had resolved the Celestial Anchor. Everything had happened so seamlessly that they felt like Liu Wuxie had been standing before Yin Xue from the start.

No one had noticed that Liu Wuxie had tapped into his perfected Spatial Dao Art that allowed him to teleport across short distances.

Had this been the Central Plains, he wouldn't have risked using it so boldly, as the spatial laws were much stronger. But he could wield it freely in the Northern City, bending space to his will.

"He lost! Yin Xue lost!" Silence gripped the Divine Sword Manor for half a second before the crowd erupted in chaos.

No one could believe Yin Xue had lost, especially after revealing his Earth Profound Realm cultivation.

Liu Wuxie, with only second-level Spirit Profound Realm cultivation, had brought down a first-level Earth Profound Realm cultivator. Everyone struggled to believe it, yet the truth stood undeniable.

Everyone from the First Sword Manor stood dumbfounded. They had won the first two matches, only to lose three. The Renowned Sword Manor had turned the tables with their victory, all thanks to Liu Wuxie, who had pulled the Renowned Sword Manor back from the brink of annihilation.

Without Liu Wuxie, the First Sword Manor would've won no matter who the Renowned Sword Manor would have sent out.

Yin Xue's face lost its color, and the Bloodthirst Sword slipped from his grasp. Defeat was written all over him. He had lost to someone he looked down on.

Liu Wuxie withdrew his sword and cupped his fists together, "Thank you for the battle."

He bore no deep grudge toward Yin Xue and didn't want to make more enemies than necessary. It wasn't fear that held him back, but he had greater matters to attend to.

The Renowned Sword Manor's disciples cheered wildly, celebrating their victory.

Lu Yanghui widened his mouth in disbelief. He finally understood why Liu Wuxie had not responded to his mockery. It turned out that Liu Wuxie had never taken him seriously. He was no more than a clown dancing around like a monkey, and it felt humiliating now that he thought about it.

Liu Wuxie turned and left the arena, returning to the Renowned Sword Manor's faction as disciples rushed to him, hoisted him high, and tossed him into the air in celebration.

Emotions clashed across the Divine Sword Platform. Some laughed heartily, while others could only frown.

"Yin Qiong, the match is settled. Isn't it time for you to hand over the Supreme Harmony Sword?" Miao Feiyu spoke. He had tried to stop the duel earlier, but Yin Qiong had insisted on proceeding with it.

Now that the duel was over, the First Sword Manor was supposed to hand over the Supreme Harmony Sword as agreed.

"You!" Yin Qiong coughed up blood. His son's defeat had shattered his dao heart. Now, the First Sword Manor had no choice but to surrender their most prized treasure, the Supreme Harmony Sword. Without it, the manor could only shut its gates for good.

"What's wrong, Manor Lord Yin? Can't handle a loss?" Miao Feiyu sneered.

For years, the First Sword Manor had kept the Renowned Sword Manor under its heel, but now, they could finally raise their heads.

"Don't even dream of touching the Supreme Harmony Sword!" Yin Qiong gave the order, and all the First Sword Manor's disciples stepped forward to protect the sword.

Ironically, they had insisted on having a witness, fearing the Renowned Sword Manor would go back on their word. But now, they were the ones breaking the deal after losing.

"What a joke! Is the First Sword Manor filled with people who can't uphold their promise?" Dozens jeered openly at the First Sword Manor, and every gaze turned toward Steward He. Being the official judge and witness, everyone expected him to pass the final judgment.

"Bullshit!" Yin Qiong shouted. "That brat's not even your disciple. You brought him in at the last minute! Only the first four matches should count!"

Yin Qiong had already heard from others that Liu Wuxie wasn't even part of the Renowned Sword Manor as he'd only joined three days ago!

"What a joke! What does Liu Wuxie's joining time have to do with the duel? If you refuse to hand over the Supreme Harmony Sword, don't blame us for what comes next!" Miao Feiyu snapped. As long as Liu Wuxie had joined the Renowned Sword Manor as a disciple before the duel, it wasn't cheating.

The crowd split down the middle. Half condemned the First Sword Manor for cheating, while the rest pointed fingers at the Renowned Sword Manor.

The First Sword Manor had clearly broken the rules by fielding an Earth Profound Realm cultivator. At the same time, doubts surrounded the Renowned Sword Manor for recruiting Liu Wuxie just three days before the duel.

"Let's see what you can do!" Yin Qiong roared, casting aside all dignity. He stood ready to protect the Supreme Harmony Sword with his life, proving the First Sword Manor had never intended to honor their agreement.

"Steward He, as the official witness, please deliver your judgment," Miao Feiyu said, turning toward him. As the City Lord's steward, his authority was absolute, and no one dared to challenge his decision.

The crowd fell silent across the Divine Sword Platform. Every gaze locked on Steward He, awaiting his verdict. Would he force the First Sword Manor to hand over the Supreme Harmony Sword or let the matter drop?

Everyone could foresee that the First Sword Manor would refuse to hand over the Supreme Harmony Sword, even if Steward He ruled in the Renowned Sword Manor's favor.

"Many things have happened during this duel..." Steward He began, then paused.

Miao Feiyu and Yin Qiong held their breaths, waiting for his judgment.

"But a loss is a loss," he continued. "As cultivators, we must take responsibility for our choices."

Miao Feiyu smiled at those words, while Yin Qiong's face darkened, his posture stiffening as if he was ready to fight.

"However..." Steward He added, and his next word instantly spiked the tension.

"We are all cultivators of Northern City, and both manors stand on the legacy of swordsmithing. If this escalates into open conflict, it's the people of Northern City who will suffer most. Surely, none of us want that."

He spoke not just for himself but from the City Lord's perspective.

To the City Lord, the conflict between the two manors only weakened Northern City. If the two manors lost their swordsmithing legacy, cultivators in Northern City would struggle to find quality weapons in the future.

Many in the crowd nodded in agreement, wholeheartedly supporting this point of view. An all-out war between the manors would drag the city's cultivators into disaster.

Miao Feiyu frowned. "Steward He, are you saying we should drop this matter altogether?"

The Supreme Harmony Sword meant little to the Renowned Sword Manor since the First Sword Manor had already branded it. Besides, it was slightly inferior to the Heavenly Xun Sword.

"Manor Lord Yin, I'll ask plainly: are you truly refusing to hand over the Supreme Harmony Sword, no matter what happens today?" Steward He turned to Yin Qiong, his tone grave.

"That's right," Yin Qiong said without hesitation.

"Manor Lord Miao, would you accept other resources in exchange for the sword?" proposed Steward He as he turned to Miao Feiyu.

After a brief discussion, Miao Feiyu and the Renowned Sword Manor's elders agreed that they were willing to accept the offer.

The Renowned Sword Manor was rising fast. Even ten Supreme Harmony Swords wouldn't make a difference, let alone one. They had no shortage of formidable weapons, and a single heirloom was more than enough.

"Manor Lord Yin, would you consider offering ten blacksmithing workshops instead of the Supreme Harmony Sword?" asked Steward He, aiming to defuse the conflict and settle things peacefully.

This unity set Northern City apart from other regions. All cultivators here followed the authority of City Lord Bei Ming.

Both manor lords and every major faction served as vassals under the City Lord Mansion.

If these retainers clashed, the City Lord would intervene, not to inflame tensions, but to restore order.

Liu Wuxie stood quietly to the side, silently impressed. Bei Ming truly was remarkable. He had forged Northern City into an unshakable fortress of unity.

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