Desolate Devouring Art

Chapter 346 - All Killed

The Heretic Blade lifted Liu Wuxie and vanished. When he disappeared, a powerful fluctuation came from the ground, which felt like an earthquake of magnitude 15.

A mushroom cloud rose from the ground, and the power of a seventh-grade talisman could destroy an entire mountain.

The shockwave spread, sending Hou Chi's group of three flying away. The cloud of dust lasted for fifteen minutes before it dissipated, leaving behind a massive crater on the battlefield.

The surrounding trees had disappeared, leaving behind the heavily damaged ground.

Hou Chi and his two companions were in tattered clothes, with blood trickling from the corners of their mouths. The powerful impact nearly killed them as it was an attack equivalent to the Heavenly Phase Realm.

"He should be dead by now!" The scout who had been tailing Liu Wuxie was filled with fear. Suffering the heaviest injury among the three, he quickly took out a pill and swallowed it.

"He's dead for sure. He's only in the True Core Realm, so how can he withstand a strike in the Heavenly Phase Realm?" Hou Chi's true essence was severely depleted, and he didn't have enough time to treat his injuries. When he looked at the crater, a vicious smile rose on his lips.

No one noticed Liu Wuxie's disappearance when the seventh-grade talisman flew toward him. Consequently, they all assumed he had perished under its power.

"Something feels off. I didn't hear any screams," Hou Chi's friend remarked, frowning as he sensed something was amiss but couldn't quite pinpoint what it was.

"Perhaps he didn't even have the time to let out a scream." The horror on the scout's face gradually calmed down. This meant there was only one possibility: Liu Wuxie was obliterated and died before he could even let out a scream.

Time slowly passed, and the tense atmosphere gradually died down.

"A bunch of frogs in a well. Do you all think a seventh-grade talisman can kill me?" A cold voice came from the sky, causing Hou Chi and his two companions to shudder. The scout was so terrified that he fell to the ground in shock.

Hou Chi raised his head to look at the sky and saw Liu Wuxie hovering mid-air with the Heretic Blade under his feet, exuding an overwhelming murderous intent.

"This is impossible! You're only in the True Core Realm, so how can you control a spiritual treasure?" Hou Chi had lost his rationale. Ever since he had met Liu Wuxie, his understanding of cultivation had been overturned.

Not only had Liu Wuxie defeated him with one punch, but he had even killed his friend in the Heavenly Dipper Realm. Most importantly, Liu Wuxie remained unscathed before a seventh-grade talisman. This was all accomplished by Liu Wuxie, whose cultivation was in the True Core Realm.

The most terrifying part was Liu Wuxie's ability to control a spiritual treasure; it didn't seem like Liu Wuxie was doing it for the first time. In terms of proficiency, even Hou Chi had to admit defeat before Liu Wuxie.

"You all can die now!" Liu Wuxie couldn't be bothered by wasting more time because he had missions to complete after killing them. The remaining five missions were challenging; one required him to find a Demonic Dragon's egg.

He dove towards the ground like a fireball, unleashing an overwhelming shockwave that forced the three to close their eyes under the pressure.

"Run!" Hou Chi's friend fled without hesitation. He was innocent and had no grudge against Liu Wuxie. He had come there because of Hou Chi.

"Young master, run!" The scout yelled while he risked his life to buy time for Hou Chi.

Hou Chi forgot to run with a trace of madness in his eyes. This was because he knew escape was futile. He was severely injured, and his true essence was depleted. The only option was to drag Liu Wuxie down with them.

"Grandfather, remember to avenge me!" Hou Chi crushed a communication talisman, injecting all the necessary information, including the recent events.

Liu Wuxie frowned, but it was too late to stop. He already knew he would offend the Hou Clan by killing Hou Chi. However, given the circumstances, the Hou Clan wouldn't let him go either way, even if he spared Hou Chi. Thus, he decided to be thorough with it.

“Primordial Astral Fist!” Liu Wuxie's punch descended, unleashing a powerful impact capable of killing experts in the third level of the Heavenly Dipper Realm.

The scout was pulverized before he could even get close, and his body was blown into a mass of writhing flesh. Next was Hou Chi's friend, who was immobilized and couldn't struggle even if he wanted to as the punch descended.

Hou Chi's friend was also blown to smithereens, and the Sky Devouring Divine Cauldron devoured energy from his body. The energy was converted into liquified spiritual energy to expand the world in his dantian.

With the friend and lackey dead, Hou Chi was the only one left standing.

"It's your turn now!" The Primordial Astral Fist was much more powerful than before, and the power was nearly equivalent to a seventh-grade talisman's explosion.

Hou Chi didn't even scream as he watched himself engulfed in flames before turning into ashes. The moment he died, an enraged roar echoed from the Hou Clan.

"Who killed my grandson?!" The Hou Clan's grand elder came out of his seclusion chamber with his enraged roar echoing throughout half of Fan City.

The news of Hou Chi's death soon spread throughout the Hou Clan. After a brief investigation, Liu Wuxie's information was brought to the grand elder, and details of his appearance, the auction encounter, and escape out of Fan City were recorded.

From the gathered information, it wasn't hard to deduce that Liu Wuxie had killed Hou Chi.

"Very good! A Heavenly Treasure Pavilion's disciple dared to kill my grandson?! I will make you all pay the price!" Hou Mosheng said, gritting his teeth. His son's talent had been limited, and he had died at the hands of the abyssal devils. Consequently, all his hopes had been pinned on his grandson.

His son and treasured grandson were dead, so how could he not be furious?

"Grand elder, should we pursue him now?" A few of Hou Clan's higher-ups came out. They were all in the Heavenly Phase Realm, wanting to catch up with Liu Wuxie to kill him and avenge Hou Chi.

The grand elder held a high status only beneath the patriarch. At times, even the patriarch had to heed his advice.

"Chase him down and bring me his head!" Hou Mosheng couldn't leave the Hou Clan as he wished. He was the grand elder responsible for guarding the Hou Clan and had many responsibilities to deal with in the patriarch's absence.

Liu Wuxie knew nothing of that. He kept the four interspatial pouches before leaving on the Heretic Blade.

Two hours after Liu Wuxie left, a few figures appeared on the battlefield, shocked by the destruction and lingering energy.

"Even after using the seventh-grade talisman, Hou Chi had still died. Could it be an expert in the Heavenly Phase Realm?" A Heavenly Phase Realm expert from the Hou Clan was shocked. According to their information, Liu Wuxie was alone and had no help. So, who killed Hou Chi?

No one believed it was Liu Wuxie who killed Hou Chi and suspected that there was an expert hidden behind him who assisted him in killing the latter.

"The aura has disappeared, and there are no clues!" The other two searched around and found no clues about Liu Wuxie.

The Heavenly Dao Book had erased all of Liu Wuxie's aura as though he had vanished.

"Search in three directions!" The three decided to split up to search for Liu Wuxie, hoping to find him regardless of where he had fled.

They never could have imagined that Liu Wuxie would head straight for the Abyssal Underground World instead of another city.

The abyssal devils was unique and different from humans, living underground. They had sharp fangs and were fond of eating human flesh and drinking human blood.

Most abyssal devils lived deep underground, relying on unique abyssal fruit to fill their stomachs and rarely venturing to the surface. Unlike humans, they feared light and preferred to hunt humans at night.

Humans and the abyssal devils had been at war for tens of thousands of years since ancient times. While the abyssal devils remained elusive to most, it was different for Liu Wuxie.

In addition to the Celestial Realm, there was the Abyssal Realm, where the abyssal devils lived. They were at odds with the Celestial Realm and often engaged in large-scale wars.

As a result, countless immortals died each year. But the True Martial Continent was still undeveloped and had low intelligence.

Only fifth-grade abyssal devils were powerful with enhanced intelligence upon opening their spiritual orifice. A fifth-grade abyssal devil was equivalent to the True Core Realm, and their intelligence would rise with each grade. Most importantly, they had powerful physiques and were resistant to ordinary weapons.

One day later, Liu Wuxie appeared in the abyssal race's territory. The surroundings were covered in yellow sand with no plants in sight.

Tens of thousands of miles were covered in an endless sea of yellow sand, creating a sandstorm that blocked the sun. Many caves were entrances to the Abyssal Underground World.

After years of battle, the humans had found several relatively safe spots to enter without encountering any abyssal race.

Several figures were in the distance, like Liu Wuxie, who had entered the caves. No one paid attention to Liu Wuxie, who was hovering in the sky.

Liu Wuxie descended from the sky and scanned the surroundings with Ghost Eye.

"What a desolate place!" Liu Wuxie remarked. He mobilized his movement technique and moved towards the nearest cave.

The cave seemed small from a distance, but up close, it was enormous, capable of accommodating ten war horses galloping side by side. It resembled a bottomless abyss, ready to swallow any intruders.

Liu Wuxie tidied himself and entered the Abyssal Underground World with the Heretic Blade. Through a day's journey, Liu Wuxie sorted the four interspatial pouches and found nearly seven hundred thousand spirit stones, which was a huge surprise.

In addition to the spirit stones he already had, he possessed over one million spirit stones. This meant he didn't have to worry about resources for now, and the spirit stones were enough even if he wanted to make a breakthrough to the eighth-level True Core Realm.

After walking for about fifteen minutes, the surroundings plunged into darkness, impenetrable by the light from outside. However, a type of luminous plant grew in the underground world, emitting a faint glow. This subtle illumination was sufficient and didn't impair his vision.

"This is the Abyssal Underground World?" Liu Wuxie murmured as he looked at the vast plain.

There was information regarding the True Martial Continent in the Book Collection Hall, including this underground world.

The underground world was divided into three layers, with the first layer mainly inhabiting ordinary abyssal races ranging from the first to the fourth level.

The second was mostly home to fifth and seventh-grade abyssal races. The third level was where the abyssal race's leaders resided, ranging from eighth to tenth grade.

A tenth-grade abyssal race was equivalent to the Profound True Realm for human cultivators.

Liu Wuxie's first mission was to kill ten fifth-grade abyssal race individuals and take their heads.