Desolate Devouring Art-Chapter 898 - Taking on Everyone

After Mu Tianli was done speaking, he raised his hand and unleashed an invisible force.

Yu Bu had also given up all resistance, allowing the attack to descend upon him.

As for Liu Wuxie, he stood by the side and watched. He knew Mu Tianli meant well, intending to bear the responsibility of killing Yu Bu and not let it stain Liu Wuxie's name.

When Yu Bu took his last breath, he left this world with a smile. He was at peace in his final moments, and he had made amends for his mistakes, ending the internal conflict in the sect.

Even the Heavenly Treasure Pavilion's upper echelons felt their burdens lifted. At least Yu Bu realized his wrongdoings in his final moment, and it was the greatest virtue to acknowledge one's mistakes and seek redemption. His remorse in his final moments allowed others to forgive his past transgressions.

Liu Wuxie exhaled deeply, releasing the pent-up fury that had been weighing down on his chest.

At this moment, when he found peace, his mastery of Dao techniques began to increase. He had consumed dozens of Divine Fruits, and the power started surging within his body like a boundless ocean.

His bottled-up fury had stalled his comprehension. But now, as the storm within him settled, clarity emerged.

His comprehension of space deepened with newfound insight into the spatial confinement he had experienced multiple times.

Right then, an overwhelming shockwave erupted from Tian Xing's body. Through the nourishment of the pill provided by Liu Wuxie and the battle earlier, he had successfully made his breakthrough into the True Profound Realm.

The crowd was shocked once again by Tian Xing's breakthrough.

Many had secretly celebrated Yu Bu's death, thinking the Heavenly Treasure Pavilion's strength had taken a severe blow. But now, Tian Xing had ascended to take his place in less than a minute, delivering a resounding slap to their faces.

That was especially the case for those from the Grand Banner Gate, whose expressions turned ugly as one of their elders had perished at Liu Wuxie's hands.

"Tian Xing, congratulations on the breakthrough!" Elder Yi Xuan walked over, unable to hide the envy on his face. He clearly understood that Tian Xing's sudden advancement was due to Liu Wuxie's help. Yi Xuan himself had ties to Liu Wuxie, but even so, he hadn't been granted such a miraculous opportunity.

"I have to thank Wuxie for my breakthrough. The pill he gave me contained the laws of the True Profound Realm, thus allowing me to make my breakthrough," Tian Xing replied. The effects wouldn't have been heaven-defying if it had been an ordinary pill.

The laws of the True Profound Realm had granted Tian Xing enlightenment and a breakthrough, prompting many elders to cast envious gazes in his direction, marveling at his fortune.

Everyone's gaze shifted to Liu Wuxie, their eyes burning with desire. If he were willing to share even a few more of those miraculous pills, many of them might be able to step into the True Profound Realm. The thought alone made the elders at the peak of the Nascent Transformation Realm restless.

They couldn't help but imagine the scene—what if they all broke through together? The Heavenly Treasure Pavilion would soar to unprecedented heights.

But Liu Wuxie paid them no mind. Aside from a few trusted disciples and elders, he held no affection for the others, especially those who had once made his life difficult in the sect. Yu Bu's death had silenced them for now, and while Liu Wuxie was willing to let go of the past, it didn't mean he would forget.

Even elders from the other sects looked at him with thinly veiled envy, their eyes flickering toward his interspatial ring as if they could snatch it and claim its secrets.

"Wuxie, what's our next move?" Mu Tianli approached and asked, seeking guidance.

After slaying Yu Bu with a single blow, it was clear that Liu Wuxie now possessed the greatest combat strength in the Heavenly Treasure Pavilion, surpassing even the grand elders.

"Kill them all!" Liu Wuxie said, his voice as cold as ice.

The five major sects had come close to annihilating the Heavenly Treasure Pavilion. Liu Wuxie saw no reason to let them exist any longer. Today, he was determined to erase them from the Southern Province—once and for all.

"Very well, we'll fight!" Mu Tianli knew Liu Wuxie was strong, but he wondered if he was capable of sweeping through all the experts single-handedly. Word had already spread that Bai Jin had invited a powerful reinforcement.

"Sect Master, you just have to hold the line with the other elders. I alone am enough to deal with these vermin," Liu Wuxie said. He was eager to test his newfound mastery of the spatial technique and required a proper battle to temper it further, and he could only grasp its true power through fighting.

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"That's too reckless!" Mu Tianli protested, his brows furrowed. How could Liu Wuxie face so many opponents alone? Their only chance lay in uniting their strength to break through together.

"Just do as I say," Liu Wuxie interrupted, waving his hand to silence him. His tone left no room for argument.

Mu Tianli hesitated but relented. He understood that if they interfered, they might become more of a hindrance than a help. With a heavy heart, he stepped back, gesturing for the other elders to follow suit and clear the battlefield. If the situation grew dire, they could still step in when necessary.

"Brother Mu, can he really handle this alone?" Quan Zhong was equally uneasy and turned to Mu Tianli with concern.

"There's a mysterious force within him that exceeds all ordinary comprehension. We can only watch and see," Mu Tianli said. He had witnessed Liu Wuxie's rise firsthand and believed that Liu Wuxie would once again defy expectations.

"I don't like wasting time. The five major sects—step forward and face me!" Liu Wuxie called out, gripping the Heretic Blade.

"What insolence!" Zhang Bei was enraged, but he didn't dare to step forward. The memory of Liu Wuxie killing Yu Bu with a punch had cast a shadow over his heart.

Though his hatred for Liu Wuxie ran deep, Zhang Bei now stood powerless in the face of his enemy. The bitterness was unbearable.

"You're right. So what if I'm being insolent today?" Liu Wuxie sneered, extending his hand.

Zhang Bei was suddenly lifted into the air, suspended beyond his control.

"Release me!" he shouted in panic. All he had done was speak—and yet Liu Wuxie had seized him effortlessly.

"What garbage!" Liu Wuxie couldn't be bothered to kill him and threw him toward Tian Xing.

"Wuxie, thank you!" Tian Xing grinned, his white teeth gleaming ominously.

Zhang Bei had wounded Tian Xing with a strike earlier, nearly killing him. Now, the tables had turned around, and he could imagine the consequences of falling into Tian Xing's hands.

"Tian Xing, what are you trying to do?" Zhang Bei was afraid. He couldn't help but shudder at the sight of Tian Xing's face.

"Today, I'll let you taste all one hundred and eight punishments of the Heavenly Treasure Pavilion's Law-Enforcement Hall," Tian Xing said.

The Heavenly Treasure Pavilion had suffered immense losses in the battle half a year ago, but they hadn't had the opportunity to take revenge. The memory was still vivid, and he could finally take revenge today.

Zhang Bei was so terrified that he fainted on the spot after hearing what Tian Xing said. But he was jolted awake the next moment as Tian Xing pulled out a set of fine needles and began piercing them into his body, inflicting a torment far worse than death.

"ARGH!" Agonized screams tore through the air, and Zhang Bei's voice echoed throughout the island, sending chills down everyone's spine.

Tian Xing didn't go easy on Zhang Bei, and he soon moved on to the next torturing segment after the first before proceeding to the third, fourth, and so on...

Each torture was an excruciating ordeal, with Zhang Bei writhing in pain, teetering between life and death.

"Kill me! Kill me!" Zhang Bei begged. He hoped that Tian Xing would kill him and end his torment. The excruciating pain had crushed his last shred of will.

Bai Jin stood trembling with fury that a dignified elder of the Heavenly Origin Sect was reduced to such a pitiful state. He bellowed, "Liu Wuxie, I want you dead!"

Liu Wuxie was the cause of everything. Not only had Liu Wuxie killed his son, but he also captured another elder from the Heavenly Origin Sect.

With the current developments, the Indigo Cloud Gate, the Azure Crimson Gate, the Divine Sun Palace, and the Dugu Clan knew there was no path of retreat.

If they couldn't kill Liu Wuxie here and now, he might return even stronger in a few years. Thus, they knew they had to kill Liu Wuxie to end it all.

Moreover, they didn't have to worry as they had a powerful ally.

"Do you need me to force you people to fight?" Liu Wuxie muttered. Seeing they weren't coming at him, he could only vanish into the five major sects' formation, raising the Heretic Blade and unleashing multiple blade rays from the sky.

"Fight! Fight back!" Bai Jin ordered, and over five hundred experts from the five major sects charged over to form an encirclement around Liu Wuxie.

However, the five sect masters didn't move and allowed their elders to fight.

Various attacks descended, and even someone at the Spirit Profound Realm would have a tough time resisting the attacks from five hundred disciples.

Just when death seemed imminent for Liu Wuxie, they soon realized how wrong they had been.

Liu Wuxie's strength far exceeded their expectations. With each swing of the Heretic Blade, screams echoed without pause. No matter how many attacks rained down upon him, he remained untouched.

Space itself seemed to bend around him—redirecting the incoming attacks elsewhere, rendering them useless. It quickly became clear that unless their combined power vastly outmatched his, they couldn't so much as scratch him.

Reality hit hard. Even united, they couldn't breach Liu Wuxie's defenses.

Bai Jin's eyelids twitched, a growing sense of dread churning in his gut. The elders of the Heavenly Origin Sect were falling one after another.

At this rate, the five major sects would suffer an immense loss and be crippled even if they could kill Liu Wuxie.

The sect master of the Indigo Cloud Gate wore a look of anguish, his heart aching with the loss of their elders. Regret gnawed at him—why had he trusted Bai Jin's words and chosen to ally with him?

In truth, Liu Wuxie had never harbored any enmity toward the Indigo Cloud Gate. He hadn't even harmed a single one of their disciples during the Ten Grand Ceremony.

This disaster was entirely his own doing—driven by greed. Bai Jin had tempted them with promises of dividing the Heavenly Treasure Pavilion's resources once it was destroyed.

Who would've imagined that Liu Wuxie would suddenly return with such unstoppable force?

As the bodies fell and the death toll climbed, even the second-tier sects watching from the sidelines rose to their feet in disbelief, unable to take their eyes off the unfolding carnage.

"What terrifying speed of killing!" The hearts of the Grand Banner Gate's sect master and elders sank like stones.

This meant Liu Wuxie could easily destroy the Grand Banner Gate.

Their only hope rested with Bai Jin, clinging to the possibility that the reinforcement he had invited could turn the tide.

The battlefield had corpses lying everywhere, with blood dyeing the ground red. In a single exchange, Liu Wuxie had killed over a hundred people—most of them elders at the Nascent Transformation Realm. Such a feat was unbelievable, but this was only the beginning.