Desolate Devouring Art-Chapter 787 - Evenly Matched

A vast plain was ahead, and Liu Wuxie didn't want to fight them there as it would only draw more attention to him. This was why he retreated to the dense forest.

"Trying to run? Fat chance!" Wang Linlong was under the impression that Liu Wuxie was trying to flee, and he chased without any hesitation, instantly catching up to Liu Wuxie.

The sheer force of his presence was impressive, and he was even slightly stronger than Gan Liang.

Liu Wuxie was fast, and he vanished from sight with a single leap.

The Wang Clan's group of four began to pursue, determined not to give Liu Wuxie a chance to escape.

However, after he retreated to the dense forest, he slowed his speed and came to a stop.

"Liu Wuxie, let me see where you can run now!" Wang Linlong's group chased with their faces twisted with rage, burning with the desire to tear Liu Wuxie apart.

"Run? Why would I run?" Liu Wuxie looked at the four with a chuckle. He was finding an opportunity to temper himself after his breakthrough, and Wang Linlong's group had walked right into his path.

Ordinary cultivators at the Nascent Transformation Realm were no challenge to him, and only those at the True Profound Realm could pose some threat.

"Liu Wuxie, if you're willing to kneel, call me 'grandfather' three times, and reveal your secret, I might consider granting you a painless death. Otherwise..." Wang Linlong's voice trailed off, but the menace in his tone conveyed the rest of the threat.

"Cut the crap and come at me!" Liu Wuxie snapped. He wanted to end the fight quickly if other participants were lurking in the surroundings.

"What arrogance! Let us three deal with you!" The three at the pinnacle of the Nascent Transformation Realm moved. They believed they were more than enough to deal with Liu Wuxie without needing Wang Linlong. They were like three meteors streaking across the grass and appeared before Liu Wuxie.

Liu Wuxie stood his ground, calm and unmoving, his expression revealing nothing. Without warning, the Heretic Blade appeared in his hand, its tip pointing skyward.

As a powerful blade aura burst forth, the surrounding air was ripped apart, and the blade appeared before the three from the Wang Clan.

Wang Linlong was shocked by this scene, and it was too late for him to do anything.

The three also sensed the danger and attempted to retreat, but they were one step too slow.

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With three cracking sounds, the three attackers exploded into a mist of blood, and their flesh splattered around. The battle had ended before it had even begun.

Wang Linlong stood frozen with his mouth agape. He couldn't even kill three opponents at the pinnacle of the Nascent Transformation Realm in one strike, and he didn't know how Liu Wuxie managed to accomplish it. But the truth was undeniable.

"Liu Wuxie, I want you dead!" Wang Linlong roared like a madman as he drew his sword to attack. The rage of a cultivator in the True Profound Realm was terrifying. He unleashed a powerful shockwave that swept all the leaves off the ground, creating vortexes in the air that crushed the surrounding trees. He had reached his absolute peak strength when he struck in fury.

Liu Wuxie didn't dare to be careless; this was the first time he faced someone in the True Profound Realm head-on. After all, he had relied on the Earth-Binding Chains to deal with Gan Liang.

He was curious to see how he fared against a first-level True Profound Realm cultivator, as artifacts were merely external aids, and Liu Wuxie wouldn't rely on them unless absolutely necessary.

Liu Wuxie raised the Heretic Blade and assumed the True Strike posture. His three thousand strands of laws gushed out of him like a tidal wave, causing the surroundings to tremble with countless cracks appearing on the ground, extending outward.

Before their attacks met, a series of explosions could be heard, accompanied by a powerful gust that swept outward.

The ten examiners watched nervously as the fight unfolded in mid-air. None of the other battles could catch their attention, as it was too breathtaking.

The blade and sword formed into two powerful gusts, clashing together.

A powerful shockwave swept out, and two figures were hurled out from the vortex. Liu Wuxie's body slammed into a massive tree, shattering it into splinters while his body remained unscathed.

Wang Linlong had the same experience as he crashed against a tree, smashing it apart.

It was terrifying to see how someone at the Nascent Transformation Realm possessed equal strength as a True Profound Realm cultivator.

"Y-You withstood my attack?!" Wang Linlong's face turned grim. He was at the True Profound Realm and the heir of the Wang Clan. But he failed to kill someone who was merely at the Nascent Transformation Realm in one strike, and it would tarnish his reputation if the news were to spread out.

"You talk a lot," Liu Wuxie replied, and he approached Wang Linlong with the Heretic Blade in his hand. His aura increased with each step he took forward, forming powerful shockwaves that manifested vortexes and turned the surroundings into a vacuum.

"I will make you wish for death!" Wang Linlong raised his sword as his True Profound Realm laws began to appear in the sky like chains. They were like a prison crashing down, making Liu Wuxie look like he was on a rift in a vast ocean with waves threatening to swallow him.

"Don't be so sure about winning," Liu Wuxie said, soaring to the sky like a leopard. The Heretic Blade tore through the fabric of space and descended toward Wang Linlong's skull. He roared, "True Strike!"

When Liu Wuxie unleashed his attack, darkness engulfed the surroundings, and the strike drained the nearby spiritual energy completely.

The sheer force of Liu Wuxie's attack was overwhelming, making it difficult for Wang Linlong to breathe. He had no choice but to take a step back. If word spread that someone at the True Profound Realm had been forced to retreat by a cultivator at the Nascent Transformation Realm, it would send shockwaves across the world.

"What powerful blade intent!" The examiners were shocked, aside from Miao Hanxuan. Once again, they were forced to reevaluate Liu Wuxie's combat prowess, which could no longer be measured by ordinary standards.

"Dragon Fang Sword!" Wang Linlong roared. The sword in his hand began to grow in length, releasing a dazzling brilliance that tore Liu Wuxie's blade intent apart.

This was Wang Clan's ultimate technique—a spirit-grade martial technique.

In the mundane world, martial techniques were divided into four ranks: heaven, earth, profound, and amber.

The amber grade was the lowest, while the heaven grade was the highest.

When Liu Wuxie was in the Heavenly Treasure Pavilion, he practiced a heaven-grade martial technique, which proved immensely powerful. However, a spirit-grade martial technique surpassed the scope of ordinary techniques.

The classification was based on the level of spirituality contained within the technique, allowing its moves to flow seamlessly and adapt as the user desired. True Strike ranked between heaven-grade and spirit-grade martial techniques, making it an exceptional and versatile combat skill.

However, after Liu Wuxie fused his dao technique into this blade technique, this enriched its spirituality, putting it on the same level as a spirit-grade martial technique.

The two catastrophic techniques clashed, forming a nebula that engulfed a radius of several hundred meters. They were lucky no one was nearby, or the commotion would have attracted their attention.

Liu Wuxie knew he had to end the battle quickly before the commotion attracted others, and it was already his limit to face someone at the first-level True Profound Realm.

The two energies collided with a loud rumble, and the explosion erupted into a towering mushroom cloud. This spectacular scene could be seen even from a few thousand meters away.

The two different true essences raged and devoured everything in the surroundings.

After being strengthened by his laws, Liu Wuxie's true essence became overwhelmingly powerful, rivaling that of someone at the True Profound Realm.

True Strike was intercepted with its trajectory diverted by the Dragon Fang Sword and fell to the ground instead. This created an explosion on the ground, with countless trees shredded by the powerful blade aura.

This was Wang Linlong's strongest attack, which had infused his comprehension of the sword. His ability to reach the True Profound Realm before the age of twenty-five was a testament to his talent.

As true essence continued to transform and take on various forms, the sword aura released by the Dragon Fang Sword was like a true dragon, rolling through the air and seeking to destroy Liu Wuxie.

However, Liu Wuxie's true essence was filled with an ancient aura like one had entered a distant primordial world.

Not only did the true dragon energy fail to harm Liu Wuxie, but it was also absorbed directly into his body. As he possessed the True Dragon Physique, true dragon energy would only nourish him—it could never cause him harm.

"Liu Wuxie, you can die now!" Wang Linlong shot forward with his sword aimed at Liu Wuxie's neck. He was so fast that it was hard to keep up, and his speed was no less than Liu Wuxie’s.

"You're the one who will die!" Liu Wuxie now had a clear gauge of Wang Linlong's combat style. He began to form seals, and the surrounding temperature plummeted, instantly transforming the battlefield into a glacial wasteland. The shattered remnants of trees in the surroundings were turned into ice sculptures.

This left Wang Linlong shocked as he hadn't anticipated Liu Wuxie to have comprehended an ice dao technique. Not only that, but he had even reached such a terrifying level of mastery.

Ice spikes also rose from the ground to hinder his speed.

Liu Wuxie unleashed technique after technique, unlike Wang Linlong, who had limited means.

"What kind of monster is he? How can someone possibly grasp so many dao techniques?"

For most cultivators, mastering even a single dao technique was considered heaven-defying, but this battle made it clear that Liu Wuxie had mastered more than one.

"This is what it means to be a true prodigy. You can't measure him by conventional standards, and the Wang Clan's brat is in danger now," Qu Su said with a grave expression. He was optimistic about Liu Wuxie and believed his chances of victory were greater.

"How is it possible? He's only at the first-level Nascent Transformation Realm, and there's a difference of an entire realm between them!"

The examiners were shocked that Liu Wuxie could hold his ground for so long. However, they couldn't imagine Liu Wuxie defeating Wang Linlong.

"Let's just wait and see," Qu Su said. He didn't explain further, as it was only an intuition that Liu Wuxie would emerge victorious.

As ice dao techniques continued to converge, towering spikes began to rise and overlap like a prison that rose from the ground. This had effectively hindered Wang Linlong's mobility.

The Heretic Blade trembled excitedly, but Liu Wuxie wasn't in a hurry to attack. If he used the Earth-Binding Chains now, he could secure his victory, but that wasn't what he wanted. He intended to use this battle to excavate the potential in his body.

"Poison Art!" Liu Wuxie was planning to execute the Poison Art to poison Wang Linlong as he knew the ice dao technique and True Strike alone weren't enough unless he resorted to the Earth-Binding Chains.