Desolate Devouring Art-Chapter 959 - Obtaining Dragon Souls

Using Ghost Eye, Liu Wuxie swept his gaze through the void and spotted numerous strange figures drifting around like spectral floaters. These ghostly forms were wraiths—remnants of sinful dragons who had perished long ago.

"Sky Devouring Divine Cauldron!" Liu Wuxie summoned the Sky Devouring Divine Cauldron, testing whether it could absorb the wraiths.

These wraiths were once dragon souls, but they had long since lost their consciousness, consumed entirely by resentment.

Each sinful dragon had been immensely powerful in life. If he could collect their souls and infuse them into the Heavenly Dragon Seal, its power could rise beyond imagination.

As the wraiths were drawn into the cauldron, they fell silent, their resentment scorched away by demonic flame.

"Soul law!" Liu Wuxie exclaimed when he saw soul laws hovering above the cauldron in the form of a dragon.

Though these dragon souls lacked consciousness, they were genuine dragon souls. They resembled newborn infants, devoid of memory and consciousness. The cauldron had returned the dragon souls to their primal state.

This discovery brought immense joy to Liu Wuxie. He had been troubled about where to find dragon souls, and he hadn't expected to encounter them here. Moreover, it would be impossible to refine the dragon souls without the Sky Devouring Divine Cauldron.

Dragon souls were powerful, and even an expert at the Heaven Profound Realm couldn't subdue one.

The wraiths had lost their consciousness. Once he cleansed their resentment, the dragon souls would become exceptionally pure. It was like purifying murky water until it turned crystal clear.

The Sky Devouring Divine Cauldron burned away their inner filth, purifying them from within. If he could gather and nurture these dragon souls over time, they might eventually give birth to a true dragon soul.

These souls existed in pure spiritual form. If he could find the body of a divine dragon, the soul could be used to revive the dragon.

However, Liu Wuxie never intended to revive any divine dragon, nor did he have the power to do so. His goal was to collect the dragon souls to serve as the artifact spirit of the Heavenly Dragon Seal.

The Heavenly Dragon Seal could act as the dragon soul's vessel, capable of transforming into a divine dragon and soaring across the sky.

The wraiths vanished, one after another, as the Sky Devouring Divine Cauldron devoured them. Their numbers grew, and the soul laws increased to countless strands within minutes.

The dragon souls came in various types, indicating that they hadn't originated from a single dragon. Liu Wuxie needed to organize and fuse them into a single, unified dragon soul.

The Punishment Hall slowly quieted, though the surrounding cultivators remained clueless about what had just transpired. Several corpses lay on the ground; some had taken their own lives, while others had fought each other to mutual destruction.

"What happened?" the crowd was bewildered.

"Why did so many people die?" Everyone felt a heavy heart when they looked at the corpses on the ground.

Only a handful realized that sinister spirits had manipulated them, showing them illusions and turning them against one another.

"Gu Yu, let's go!"

Now that Liu Wuxie had collected the dragon souls—the true treasure of the Punishment Palace—there was no reason to linger.

Gu Yu followed closely behind Liu Wuxie as they exited through the passage and returned to the main hall two hours later.

There were many cultivators gathered there who had arrived upon receiving the news of this underground palace.

"Liu Wuxie, stop right there!" a stern voice called out to Liu Wuxie just when he was about to pass through the crowd and leave.

"What do you want?" Liu Wuxie narrowed his eyes in displeasure.

The man was formidable and familiar, with a cultivation at the pinnacle of the Spirit Profound Realm.

Surrounding Liu Wuxie with a few other experts, he demanded, "Hand over the four seasonal treasures!"

The news that Liu Wuxie had obtained the four seasonal treasures had spread, causing everyone to look at him with greedy eyes. There were five Autumn Blossom Fruits in total, and they anticipated Liu Wuxie to still have some on him.

"Get lost!" Liu Wuxie didn't want to waste any time.

Many people who arrived later had begun dismantling the pillars. He knew that the entire mountain would collapse once the pillars were removed, burying everyone. Even if they survived, escaping would be no easy feat.

Liu Wuxie's true strength was only known to a few, and the majority were unaware that he possessed the ability to slay cultivators at the pinnacle of the Spirit Profound Realm.

"Why waste time talking to him? Let's just kill him and divide his treasures. I heard he obtained the treasures of this dragon palace," said someone.

Though they had just arrived, the news of Liu Wuxie acquiring a mysterious scroll and the Dragon Pearl had already spread like wildfire among them.

"Brother Zhuo is right. Let's kill him and divide his treasures!"

More cultivators began to close in on Liu Wuxie.

The one who first suggested killing him was Zhuo Xing, clad in the robes of the Sky Feather Sect. He held a notable status, surrounded by several powerful sect experts.

"You're all bandits! Those who find the treasures get to keep them. Why are you attacking us?" Gu Yu snapped, pointing his scepter at Zhuo Xing.

"Great, I want that dragon clan's treasure," Zhuo Xing said, his eyes locked on the scepter in Gu Yu's hand.

The scepter pulsed with dragon aura. Its mere presence was enough to suppress ordinary weapons with ease.

"You're shameless!" Gu Yu cursed, his voice filled with anger.

He had never encountered such shameless people before. Back when he traveled with his grandfather, most situations were handled by the old man. Now that he had to face them on his own, he found it hard to get used to the sheer brazenness of others.

"Liu Wuxie, what are you waiting for? Hurry up and beg for mercy!"

More people chimed in, revealing their ugly faces before Liu Wuxie with sneers and laughter echoing in the surroundings.

"I'll say it one last time—get out of my way," Liu Wuxie said with a flash of murderous intent across his eyes. He was in a pretty good mood after obtaining the three treasures, and these people couldn't blame him if they were courting death.

"What arrogance! Let me kill you!" A cultivator at the eighth-level Spirit Profound Realm stepped forward, slamming his palm down toward Liu Wuxie.

The cultivators who had exited the Punishment Palace with Liu Wuxie quickly backed away, too afraid to intervene. They had seen Liu Wuxie's overwhelming power firsthand when he had easily crushed one expert after another.

Gu Yu wanted to retaliate against the incoming palm strike, but Liu Wuxie stopped him.

Liu Wuxie's fury erupted. "Trash like you are courting death."

He struck with his palm, unleashing a powerful shockwave that formed into a giant palm, crushing that man to the ground and immobilizing him. The man couldn't even react before Liu Wuxie's palm strike crushed him into the ground.

Blood seeped into the cracks beneath him, filling the air with the thick stench of iron.

The visual impact of seeing how Liu Wuxie killed someone with one strike left the crowd stunned and speechless.

Zhuo Xing's face turned dark as he had been very vocal earlier, provoking Liu Wuxie repeatedly.

"Who dares to stand in my way!" Liu Wuxie roared, and he strode toward the exit.

This time, no one dared to stop him. Perhaps it was because they were underground, and they didn't dare to unleash any powerful dao techniques there. But it would be different once they were outside.

Liu Wuxie followed the same path and returned to the surface. When he emerged, a group of cultivators rushed out after him.

The pillars supporting the mountain's structure had been destroyed, causing the entire mountain to tremble. It was only a matter of time before the mountain collapsed.

A group of cultivators swiftly surrounded Liu Wuxie, and Zhuo Xing was among them, standing face-to-face with him.

"Liu Wuxie, it wasn't convenient for us to act earlier, but we're outside now. Are you still unwilling to hand over the treasures?" Zhuo Xing asked. His blade gleamed with sword aura as he pointed it at Liu Wuxie.

"You're starting to irritate me," Liu Wuxie said. He was truly enraged now.

These people refused to back down even after his warnings, and it seemed like a bloodbath was inevitable today.

Sweeping his gaze through the crowd, Liu Wuxie saw Ruan Ying and Lu Liang. Though they were his loyal devotees, they still retained their intelligence and independent thoughts—their hearts, which drove them to pursue their cultivation, remained strong.

"Everyone, attack and kill him! We'll split his treasures after that!" Zhuo Xing roared, rallying companions as he struck at Liu Wuxie.

"I'll leave them to you," Liu Wuxie said. He remained unfazed despite facing Zhou Xing's attack.

He didn't even bother raising a hand. Instead, he wanted to see what Ruan Ying and Lu Liang were capable of.

Gu Yu was puzzled when he heard what Liu Wuxie said. He thought the latter was talking to him.

Right then, two figures darted in front of Liu Wuxie. But this time, Ruan Ying and Lu Liang didn't don the robes representing the Black Plume Pavilion.

Now that they had been converted into Liu Wuxie's devotees, there was no need for them to wear the uniform on the sacred ground.

Two cold rays flashed, and the incoming cultivators began to fall one after another.

Ruan Ying was a disciple of the Heavenly Spirit Celestial Academy with formidable combat strength to back it up. Even those at the pinnacle of the Spirit Profound Realm were no match for her.

Lu Liang wasn't any weaker than her—perhaps even surpassing her in combat strength.

Zhuo Xing immediately sensed that something was wrong and quickly retreated, but he was still a step too slow. Lu Liang's sword had pierced his arm.

In the blink of an eye, over a dozen corpses piled up at Liu Wuxie's feet.

"What's going on? Who are they, and why are they helping Liu Wuxie?" The surrounding cultivators were baffled.

These two had appeared out of nowhere with strength far exceeding Zhuo Xing's.

Ruan Ying and Lu Liang would continue their assault until Liu Wuxie commanded them to stop.

Out of loyalty and faith, they had been itching to defend Liu Wuxie when he was in danger, but his order to wait had kept them still. Only when Zhuo Xing attacked did they move, catching everyone off guard.

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Liu Wuxie simply stood and watched the grand performance. Whether they were the Black Plume Pavilion's assassins or the people who wanted to rob him, he didn't care about their lives.

Even if Ruan Ying and Lu Liang died here, Liu Wuxie wouldn't so much as flinch. As long as one survived, it would be enough to lead him to Elder Black.

On the other hand, Gu Yu scratched his head, still dazed by what he was witnessing.

"Everyone, run! These two are too powerful!" someone screamed.

Zhuo Xing stood isolated as every ally around him had already fallen. He had no path left...except to fight alone.