Desolate Devouring Art-Chapter 827 - Refining the Suppression Stele

The suppression stele transformed into golden specks of light and entered Liu Wuxie’s body, settling in his lung palace. Each of the five internal organs had a core position—the spleen palace housed the Earth Suppression Stele, while the liver palace housed the Wood Suppression Stele. Now, with the forging of the Metal Suppression Stele, it had found its place within his lungs.

As the golden specks of light merged into his lung palace, Liu Wuxie let out a sharp scream. Countless strands of sword aura surged through his lungs, slicing and weaving through them like relentless blades. The pain was unbearable. If he lost consciousness, he would fail—the price of failure was death. There was no path of retreat.

"Desolate Devouring Art, refine it!" Liu Wuxie pushed the circulation of the Desolate Devouring Art to the maximum, rapidly devouring all the spiritual energy within a radius of thousands of miles.

Now that he had reached the sixth level, he had entered the late phase of the Nascent Transformation Realm, which required immense spiritual energy.

After absorbing the blood essence, every cell in his body began to tremble, and his physique far surpassed that of ordinary cultivators. With the nourishment of spiritual energy, his injuries were healed rapidly.

The damage to his lungs mended at an astonishing rate, with torn tissue swiftly regenerating. Refining the Five Elemental Divine Steles required a precise sequence, and beginning with the Metal Suppression Stele was considered extremely dangerous.

Among the Five Elemental Divine Steles, the Metal Suppression Stele was the most potent one, and one would be sliced apart from the inside with the slightest misstep.

The correct approach was to start with the Wood Suppression Stele, as wood-attribute energy contained restoration ability, which Liu Wuxie had refined over a year ago.

The liquid spiritual energy also poured out of the Sky Devouring Divine Cauldron, speeding up the healing of his lungs.

Liu Wuxie began to immerse himself in the fusion process. He knew he had to open the lung palace's gateway and let the Metal Suppression Stele in to integrate with him entirely.

The human body was filled with mysteries, regardless of the physique or soul sea. Many mysterious constructs led to unknown destinations, like the divine ability gate in Liu Wuxie's soul sea. He didn't even know where the gate led.

It seemed to connect to an infinite universe, but Liu Wuxie had no idea where it was.

The same was true for the internal organs. The depth of the lung palace was a vast void, and the Metal Suppression Stele had to pass through it before the gate could be unlocked.

The relentless sword aura continued to tear Liu Wuxie apart from within. But the benefits were clear—his lungs would grow stronger with every cycle of destruction and regeneration. Moreover, his lungs became incredibly resilient after being continuously tempered by the liquid spiritual energy.

"I'm close to the gate!" Liu Wuxie's divine sense remained sharply attuned to each change in his body, and he did not want to miss any detail. When he passed through the void, he momentarily lost his sense of pain, as if he had stepped into a void world.

"Metal Suppression Stele, breakthrough!" Liu Wuxie knew the battle had only just begun. If he failed to open the gate, his attempt to refine the stele would end in failure. Even if he survived, the damage to his body would be catastrophic.

After fusing his blood essence in it, Liu Wuxie had long formed a connection with the Metal Suppression Stele, and it had become an inseparable part of him. As he controlled it, the stele transformed into a golden meteor that shot forward at breakneck speed.

A deafening rumble echoed through the void world. Liu Wuxie felt a powerful shockwave erupt from within, violently shaking his body. Blood sprayed from his mouth, and his complexion paled as his vitality plummeted.

His lungs, which had just healed, cracked open once more, with blood seeping out from within. But he didn't hesitate to continue pouring liquid spiritual energy into his wounds to initiate another round of healing.

The black crystalline wall remained unyielding, and the Metal Suppression Stele had failed to break through it in the first attempt.

But Liu Wuxie had no time to dwell on his injuries. His gaze locked onto the void world once more.

"Again!" He refused to accept failure. He had already refined the Wood and Earth Suppression Steles, yet he had overlooked a crucial detail—his merged laws had strengthened his physique far beyond its previous limits.

After he merged his laws, his physique was much stronger than before, making each breakthrough exponentially more difficult. The downside to his actions was finally revealed today, and Liu Wuxie's cultivation path would end if he failed today.

Liu Wuxie had resolved to break through the void world—failure was not an option. His only path was to shatter the darkness and embrace the light.

He summoned every ounce of power, and the Metal Suppression Stele began to tremble. It manifested into a sword, shooting toward the void world like a comet.

"BREAK!" Liu Wuxie roared, his face twisted with exertion as blood soaked his clothes. Yet, he paid no mind—his focus remained solely on unlocking the lung palace.

The sword flew like a lightning bolt and charged into the vast void, carving through the darkness with golden brilliance replacing the abyss. When it reached the void's depth, Liu Wuxie saw an ancient and majestic gate.

"That's the lung palace's gate!" Liu Wuxie took a deep breath. The gate loomed before him, even larger than the one guarding the liver palace.

Sparks flew upon impact when the sword struck the gate with full force. But the gate remained unmoved as the sword rebounded violently, sending shockwaves through Liu Wuxie's body.

This made every fiber of his being tremble as his meridians and muscles ruptured. Blood also dripped from his lips to the ground.

"No! I refuse to accept this!" Liu Wuxie gritted his teeth and swallowed a handful of pills. He refused to believe he couldn't break through the gate.

Liu Wuxie controlled the sword, preparing for a second strike. This time, he channeled all his true essence, divine dragon power, and ancient deity’s power, merging them into the blade.

Since there was no path of retreat, he could only make this gamble with his life on the line. As the sword absorbed the combined forces, it expanded, its golden brilliance intensifying. The blade grew longer, poised to pierce through the mysterious gate.

"Go!" With a single thought, the golden sword shot forward at an imperceptible speed, vanishing from Liu Wuxie’s sight as it streaked toward the gate. Meanwhile, he activated his laws, reinforcing his heart’s pulse to shield himself from the impending backlash.

The sword struck the gate with unrelenting force in the blink of an eye.

A deafening rumble echoed like the collapse of heaven and earth. Liu Wuxie felt his body on the verge of shattering. This time, the force struck deep—his internal organs bore the brunt of the devastation. His kidneys suffered first, riddled with countless cracks.

His other internal organs suffered similarly severe injuries. If Liu Wuxie failed to break through the gate soon, his body would collapse entirely.

A wave of dizziness washed over him, as the violent impact had ravaged his soul sea as well.

But Liu Wuxie was fortunate as the Heavenly Dao Book unfurled to repair his soul sea, allowing him to regain consciousness. When he pried open his eyes with great effort, he gazed at the depth of his lung palace.

Liu Wuxie rejoiced at the sight, but instead of pressing forward, he paused his assault. Retrieving all the liquid spiritual energy from the Sky Devouring Divine Cauldron, he focused on healing his injuries before making another attempt—one that would open the gate for good.

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His injuries healed rapidly when liquid spiritual energy coursed through his body.

"Ah, this is going to be a problem!" Liu Wuxie exclaimed. As the liquid spiritual energy healed his injuries, it also mended the crack in the gate. If he fully recovered, the gate would too—a consequence he couldn’t allow.

"It looks like I have no choice!" Liu Wuxie muttered, realizing time was running out. With no other option, he channeled all three forces—true essence, divine dragon power, and ancient deity’s power—and poured them into the sword once more. This time, the attack was twice as powerful, a desperate, all-or-nothing gamble.

With unwavering determination, knowing failure meant death, Liu Wuxie summoned the Heavenly Dao Book, wrapping himself in its divine energy. A wisp of his primordial spirit remained shielded within, which was his only hope of survival. Even if his body was destroyed, as long as his primordial spirit endured, he still had a chance at rebirth through possession.

The sword roared to life, unleashing forceful gusts that sent waves of liquid spiritual energy in all directions, creating a vacuum passage. The sheer magnitude of power was terrifying, and Liu Wuxie's lungs trembled violently along with his body.

His flesh ruptured with blood gushing out, dyeing the ground red. He was covered in his blood as he sat in the cave.

Beside him, Fiery watched with deep concern.

"BREAK FOR ME!" Liu Wuxie roared as the sword inched closer to the gate. He mustered all the desolate world's elements, including the Ancestral Tree. The leaves rustled as wood-attribute energy poured out to sustain his life force.

When the sword collided with the gate, Liu Wuxie felt like he had fallen into a frozen abyss. His entire body turned cold, with death's grasp looming over him.

His internal organs continued to rupture as he threw up blood. His eyelids grew heavy—it was the unmistakable sign of impending death.

"I can't die!" A fierce will ignited in Liu Wuxie's soul sea, telling him repeatedly that he had to survive and couldn't die there.

The True Dragon Physique was formidable, and it held his physical form together despite the brutal impact that riddled his body with wounds. This ensured he wouldn't disintegrate into a blood mist. This meant he wouldn't have to worry as long as his bones and meridians remained intact.

The moment the sword collided with the gate, it exploded like an ancient wall crumbling into pieces. At this moment, Liu Wuxie felt like he had glimpsed into another realm—a vast and boundless universe unfolding before him.

Countless stars twinkled before him as the Metal Suppression Stele streaked through the space like a comet. This was the scenery behind the lung palace, a complete stellar diagram.

A faint smile rose on Liu Wuxie's lips, but the searing pain gradually blurred his consciousness. When he finally succumbed to the darkness, the Heavenly Dao Book unfolded, releasing gentle light to protect his heart's pulses.

The Ancestral Tree also emerged and wrapped around him like a massive cocoon.