Desolate Devouring Art-Chapter 872 - Third-Level of the True Profound Realm

The divine dragons spiraled in the cauldron briefly before they dissolved into dragon energy, coursing through Liu Wuxie's limbs. The next second, an overwhelming surge of dragon aura swept out from Liu Wuxie.

The deacon who was approaching was caught off guard by the sudden outburst, and he stumbled backward, nearly falling headfirst to the ground. He was on the verge of going insane after suffering at Liu Wuxie's hands repeatedly.

The surrounding books also began to flutter under the boundless dragon aura.

"This is interesting...these martial techniques seem...happy?" Liu Wuxie swept his gaze across the room with a hint of astonishment.

"I understand now. This divine dragon's movement technique is too powerful, and its dragon aura has suppressed all the martial techniques here. So, these books are naturally happy that I've taken it away," Liu Wuxie murmured.

These books contained spirits as these martial techniques would nurture their own spirituality if they were given enough time. This was like how a true dragon was found in a pack of profound beasts. The pack of profound beasts would naturally be happy when the dragon left.

After figuring it out, Liu Wuxie was more excited about the movement technique.

"Brat, your time is up. Get the hell out!" the deacon yelled after he got back to his feet. He rejoiced inwardly that Liu Wuxie hadn't even finished reading a single book after so long.

The deacon instinctively stepped back when Liu Wuxie's sharp gaze fell on him.

"I'll spare your life since this is your first time. If you dare to spout nonsense again, don't blame me for being ruthless," Liu Wuxie said. He was in a good mood to have obtained the movement technique, and the deacon was lucky that he had no intention of killing him.

Had Liu Wuxie not found a satisfactory movement technique, he might have taken out his frustration on the deacon.

Liu Wuxie left the Martial Pavilion soon after. Time was running out, and he had a death match with Qi Yang in three days. He had to return to the Heavenly Gate Peak to make a breakthrough as soon as possible.

By the time he stepped outside, night had already fallen. Without hesitation, he transformed into a streak of light and vanished into the darkness, speeding toward Half-Moon Peak.

He planned to give Liu Feng and Liu Xin'er the first-grade spiritual pills to help them make a breakthrough in their cultivation.

If Liu Feng received the spiritual pill, he could reach the Spirit Profound Realm. Upon becoming a holy son, he would possess some status in the academy.

After half a day of rest, Liu Feng had recovered most of his injuries, thanks to the top-grade healing pills provided by Liu Wuxie. As soon as he saw Liu Wuxie enter, he attempted to get out of bed. Liu Xin'er was sitting and cultivating in the room's corner.

They realized there was something different about Liu Wuxie but couldn't quite say what. Just by standing alone, Liu Wuxie gave off a faint pressure that belonged to the dragon clan's aura.

His physique had significantly been strengthened after absorbing the laws and energy from the dragon hide.

"Here are two first-grade spiritual pills, one for each of you. I'll stand guard tonight while you two make a breakthrough," Liu Wuxie said. The night was still young, and Liu Wuxie planned to protect them until their breakthrough.

"This is too valuable, and we can't accept it," Liu Feng refused, pushing the pill back. He knew the worth of a first-grade spiritual pill. In all his years at the academy, he had only managed to exchange points for one—and that had been a long time ago.

Liu Xin'er, on the other hand, was looking forward to it. She earned the right to devour the spiritual pill as her cultivation was far too low.

"I already told you, we're family. There's no need to be polite with me. Swallow it!" Liu Wuxie said assertively, leaving no room for argument.

"Big Brother Liu Feng, just take it. You don't know him like I do. I am sure he has more pills to spare for himself. There's no need to be polite with him," Liu Xin'er said. She understood Liu Wuxie, unlike Liu Feng.

She had personally witnessed how Liu Wuxie had risen back in the Liu Clan.

Failing to win the argument, Liu Feng ultimately swallowed the spiritual pill. Upon receiving the spiritual pill's nourishment, his injuries recovered rapidly, vanishing in an hour.

His cultivation also began to rise, pushing him toward the pinnacle of the True Profound Realm.

Liu Xin'er's cultivation also began to rise. Her cultivation soon crossed the third-level True Profound Realm, but the rise in her cultivation didn't stop there.

Just the first-grade spiritual pill alone had saved them months of cultivation, and this was the wonder of spiritual pills.

Refining a spiritual pill required vast amounts of spiritual herbs, and a single pill was worth millions of spirit stones on the market. This wasn't something ordinary cultivators at the True Profound Realm could afford.

Moreover, consumption of the first pill always provided the greatest benefits, while subsequent ones had diminishing effects.

For Liu Wuxie, the effects of a first-grade spiritual pill had little impact on him, and he could only rely on second-grade spiritual pills to make a breakthrough in his cultivation. Then again, he could do nothing about it as his body had developed resistance. In addition to his unique physique, this made ordinary pills ineffective.

Several groups of people had come throughout the night, curious about the commotion, but Liu Wuxie drove them all away without exception.

This area was meant for true disciples, so disciples of the Spirit Profound Realm would not bother going there.

Once Liu Feng reached the pinnacle of the True Profound Realm, his status would rise in the Half-Moon Peak. At the very least, he would be considered an elite among true disciples.

The rise in his ranking also meant more points and resources.

On the contrary, Liu Xin'er's cultivation rose to the fifth-level True Profound Realm before it stopped. She could already be considered an elite among veteran disciples to reach the fifth level in six months.

Both Liu Feng and Liu Xin'er had surpassed Liu Wuxie in terms of the cultivation level. But they were no match for him when it came to combat strength.

At dawn, Liu Wuxie stood up and left. Three days remained, and he needed to utilize them for himself. In addition to making a breakthrough, he had to comprehend dao techniques and practice the movement technique.

Time was short, and he bid them farewell. Before leaving, he left behind two spirit-grade martial techniques for them.

The Martial Pavilion had many martial techniques, and he had prepared two sets of techniques specially tailored to Liu Xin'er and Liu Feng.

A single spirit-grade martial technique would require hundreds of points, and Liu Wuxie gave them out without hesitation.

Liu Feng and Liu Xin'er remained silent after looking at the martial techniques left behind by Liu Wuxie. They then fell into deep thought and realized they couldn't understand their younger brother.

Upon returning to Heavenly Gate Peak, Liu Wuxie realized that his three senior brothers were still away and engaged in missions. He glanced at his master's thatched hut. He was probably resting, and Liu Wuxie chose not to disturb him.

Returning to his hut, Liu Wuxie sat down. He took out the second-grade spiritual pill and consumed it without hesitation. His aura began to rise.

After killing Wei Wang and devouring his Spirit Profound Realm laws, it had already brought his cultivation to the second-level True Profound Realm, and he was one step away from the third level.

Suddenly, ripples came from the distant thatched hut. The disheveled and unkempt Elder Madman stepped out, lost in deep thoughts as he looked at Liu Wuxie's hut.

The power of the spiritual energy began surging through Liu Wuxie and the desolate world. Each of his meridians and internal organs began to pulse violently like war drums pounding in unison.

The gateway to the third-level True Profound Realm appeared, and it was more majestic than any gate he had seen before. It was filled with an ancient and desolate energy that seemed to have risen from the abyss.

Ancient characters began to surface on the gate as Liu Wuxie's aura surged, pushing him toward a breakthrough. However, advancing to the third level of the True Profound Realm was no easy feat. The higher the gate, the greater the energy required to break through.

Summoning his true essence, Liu Wuxie struck the gate like a mighty hammer, sending shockwaves through his meridians and piercing deep into his internal organs.

Boom!

A powerful rebound force erupted from the gate, hurling him backward as he coughed up a mouthful of blood.

The ancient characters on the gate also began intertwining and forming multiple images.

"What a terrifying backlash!" Liu Wuxie's face turned pale as he wiped the blood off the corner of his lips. He continued circulating the Desolate Devouring Art to draw more spiritual energy from the surroundings.

Liu Wuxie drew over all the spiritual energy in the Heavenly Gate Peak and converged into a massive vortex swirling above his head. When spiritual rain poured onto him, the purity of his true essence and the size of the desolate world increased.

"Again!" Liu Wuxie growled. He had to make a breakthrough in one decisive burst as he would waste all his effort if he paused now. Moreover, the next attempt to make a breakthrough would require an even more terrifying amount of true essence.

The force he summoned this time was even stronger than before. The divine dragon power within the desolate world surged, coalescing into the form of a divine dragon.

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The divine dragon let out a roar and charged out of the desolate world, rushing toward the gate to the third level. This caused Liu Wuxie to tremble violently with unmatched power, threatening to rip him apart.

"This is an ancient desolate dragon!" Liu Wuxie's expression changed.

Only now did he realize the truth—the dragon hide he had absorbed from the Martial Pavilion's movement technique book had belonged to an Ancient Divine Dragon.

Ancient divine dragons had gone extinct and could only be found in the Dragon Realm.

As the desolate dragon drew closer to the gate, Liu Wuxie took a deep breath and mustered all his strength to protect himself and prevent backlash.

The Desolate Devouring Art began to circulate, drawing all the surrounding spiritual energy to form an ocean, and all that remained was for him to make a breakthrough.

With a loud rumble, a suffocating force gushed out from Liu Wuxie's pores. The tables and chairs in the room were obliterated, reduced to dust.

The entire room trembled and was on the verge of collapse. But thankfully, Liu Wuxie had carved countless spiritual runes on the walls, negating and absorbing most of the shockwave.

Meanwhile, cracks began to increase on the ancient gate as the divine dragon bellowed. Right then, the second shockwave came with even more terrifying momentum.

Liu Wuxie couldn't afford to care about the pain as all his sufferings would be worth it if he could open the gate to the third-level True Profound Realm.

His meridians rumbled like lightning. If there were anyone at the True Profound Realm beside him, they would've been scared stiff.

This was no ordinary act, and the commotion he caused during his breakthrough was more terrifying than that of cultivators at the Spirit Profound Realm when he was only at the True Profound Realm.

The desolate dragon charged at the gate three times before the power waned.

Finally, the ancient gate showed signs of loosening. The characters on the gate began flowing into Liu Wuxie's body, merging completely with the desolate world.