Desolate Devouring Art

Chapter 253 - Joining Forces

Chapter 253 - Joining Forces

Boundless murderous intent swept out from Liu Wuxie. Since ancient times, treasures belonged to those capable of obtaining them.

“Liu Wuxie, I’m willing to exchange the Blood Flame Devil Blue for a fifth-grade pill,” Xuanyuan Li said, taking out a porcelain bottle. After all, the Blood Flame Devil Blue was useless in most people's hands.

“Not interested!” Liu Wuxie replied, and his reply nearly choked Xuanyuan Li to death. He thought he could suppress a mere student of the Imperial Academy like Liu Wuxie with his identity.

Xuanyuan Li’s face became cold because Liu Wuxie’s refusal had embarrassed him. With murderous intent flashing in his eyes, he said, “Liu Wuxie, do you know the consequences of refusing me?”

With the Blood Flame Devil Blue, he could use his connection to refine it into a fifth-grade pill. If he could make a breakthrough into the True Core Realm with it, he would be known as a genius in the Great Yan Dynasty at the tender age of twenty-seven.

“You want to kill me?” A mocking smile rose on Liu Wuxie’s lips. Xuanyuan Li was only slightly stronger than Zhang Shuli. As for Liu Wuxie, he was practically invincible if no one in the True Core Realm challenged him.

“Anyone who kills him and seizes the Blood Flame Devil Blue for me will receive three fifth-grade pills and 10,000 spirit stones!” Xuanyuan Li announced, aware that he couldn’t confront Liu Wuxie alone. His best strategy was to rally everyone’s strength against him.

After all, someone couldn't face so many experts. Even if Liu Wuxie was strong, he was alone. With so many experts, they could quickly exhaust him to death.

Even Liu Wuxie was tempted by a generous reward of three fifth-grade pills and 10,000 spirit stones. It turned out to be true that alchemists didn’t lack resources.

“What are you all waiting for? Kill him and split up the spirit stones!” Spirit stones were scarce resources, and Liu Wuxie only had over 70,000 spirit stones after killing so many people.

In the next second, everyone roared in excitement. However, after ten breaths, no one stepped forward because they didn’t want to become the sacrificial lamb.

A mocking smile rose on Liu Wuxie’s lips. These people weren’t united, and they still wanted to kill him. What a joke!

“A bunch of garbage!” Liu Wuxie moved while everyone hesitated; he charged into the crowd and unleashed blade aura with the Heretic Blade. This blade contained Liu Wuxie’s will as an Immortal Emperor, catching everyone by surprise. The cultivators nearby were sent flying away with blood splashing around in one exchange.

Blood splattered everywhere, falling into the lake and filling the air with a pungent stench. Corpses exploded, raining down blood and internal organs.

Cries and roars filled the air as chaos ensued, with people trampling over each other. They didn’t originate from the same place and had merely united for mutual benefits.

Xuanyuan Li was shocked at the sight of this scene.

“Everyone calm down! Don’t lose your composure!” Xuanyuan Li roared, wanting to let everyone scatter out and slowly exhaust Liu Wuxie’s true essence.

Those who were further away quickly retreated and maintained a safe distance, allowing them to avoid Liu Wuxie’s blade.

Terrifying fluctuations spread out, with body pieces littering the ground while some were still alive. The battle expanded as Liu Wuxie stood in the center with thirty-odd corpses around him.

It was a terrifying scene to see how Liu Wuxie slew thirty-odd people with one blade strike. When everyone looked at Liu Wuxie again, they all had horror in their eyes. The Heretic Blade had turned into a bloody blade in the massacre.

“Liu Wuxie, you murdered my younger brother! I demand your life!” Among the crowd, many had arrived in groups, some even with their families. The speaker was a man in his thirties, veins bulging on his face in anger. His features twisted in rage, he looked as if he wanted to devour Liu Wuxie whole.

Liu Wuxie ignored that man and his gaze shifted to Xuanyuan Li, the mastermind.

“Xuanyuan Li, you’re courting death!” Liu Wuxie walked towards Xuanyuan Li. If he didn’t kill the latter, he wouldn’t be able to resolve the grudge in his heart.

Whenever he took a step forward, his aura increased. His cultivation was still restrained in the fourth level of the Marrow Cleansing Realm, and he did not need to release his actual cultivation. It was more than enough to deal with these pieces of garbage with his cultivation in the fourth level of the Marrow Cleansing Realm.

“Let’s join forces to kill this demon! He has lost his rationale!” Xuanyuan Li drew his sword, calling everyone to join forces against Liu Wuxie. However, weirdly enough, no one spoke this time, and most of them retreated because they feared Liu Wuxie.

They didn’t want to be the sacrificial lamb. Treasures might be tempting, but that was under the condition that they had to be alive to use them.

Only twenty-odd people were left standing with Xuanyuan Li as they pressed towards Liu Wuxie.

A ridiculing smile rose on Liu Wuxie’s lips after being called a demon. A demon or an immortal didn’t matter because the path converged at the end.

“Die!” Striding the Seven Dipper Steps, Liu Wuxie left behind seven afterimages, pushing his speed to the limit and charging towards Xuanyuan Li’s group.

After eliminating them, Liu Wuxie planned to find a secure location to refine the Blood Flame Devil Blue into the Marrow Boosting Pill. This would enable him to ascend to the seventh level of the Marrow Cleansing Realm.

There were only twenty days, and Liu Wuxie couldn’t afford to waste time. It was already the eighth day, and nearly half the time had passed.

After facing Xue Shihong’s fourth-grade talisman, Liu Wuxie felt threatened; he could resolve all threats as long as he was strong enough.

Before the twenty-odd people could respond, Liu Wuxie’s blade had arrived before them. The first person exploded, with his body blown apart into pieces by the blade aura. The Sky Devouring Divine Cauldron devoured the energies in his body.

The remaining hundred people had retreated a safe distance of a hundred meters and watched the unfolding massacre. It was a one-sided slaughter, with no one capable of halting Liu Wuxie’s onslaught.

An overwhelming pressure crushed down on the twenty-odd people, and they couldn’t even put up a resistance.

“This is impossible! How are you so powerful!” Xuanyuan Li began to regret it. The sword in his hand danced, but he couldn’t tear apart Liu Wuxie’s blade aura no matter how hard he tried due to the drastic difference in their strength.

The massacre continued, with more people dying. Every time an afterimage combined, a life was claimed.

“Overlord Fist!” Liu Wuxie declared, finding that the Fatality Blade Art alone was insufficient. An oppressive force descended from the sky, creating a potent shockwave that crushed the corpses on the ground. This punch drained all the spiritual energy within a vast radius, signifying the pinnacle of the Overlord Fist.

Screams echoed as the Overlord Fist crushed the five incoming men before they could respond. The shockwave created by the Overlord Fist made the spectators stagger.

A series of explosions echoed in the sky, and in the blink of an eye, several more people were killed. Of the twenty people who had surrounded him, more than half were now dead. The remaining individuals turned and fled in fear. They didn’t want to stay a moment longer in the presence of Liu Wuxie, who was proving to be terrifyingly powerful. They had never encountered such a formidable opponent. The blood from the corpses formed a river that flowed into the lake.

Xuanyuan Li retreated, on the verge of falling into the lake if he moved any further back.

Swinging the Heretic Blade, Liu Wuxie unleashed a blade aura that severed a few people at their waists, leaving Xuanyuan Li dazed by the lakeside.

Xuanyuan Li trembled in fear as Liu Wuxie’s piercing gaze fell upon him. As Liu Wuxie slowly approached, Xuanyuan Li avoided eye contact and retreated further, his legs now in the lake.

“Liu Wuxie, don’t come any closer!” Xuanyuan Li pleaded in panic, fearing for his life. No one could maintain their composure in the face of death; fear was a natural response.

“Those people would have lived if not for your words; you’re the mastermind,” Liu Wuxie retorted, plunging the Heretic Blade into Xuanyuan Li’s body.

Onlookers fell into a hushed silence, acknowledging the truth in Liu Wuxie’s words. Their own greed had made them pawns in Xuanyuan Li’s game, leading them to confront Liu Wuxie.

“Liu Wuxie, I’m sorry! Please don’t kill me!” Xuanyuan Li suddenly dropped to his knees. It was unbelievable to see a four-star alchemist and someone in the pinnacle Marrow Cleansing Realm beg for mercy on their knees, making him a joke.

“How will you explain to them if you’re not dead?” Liu Wuxie pointed at the pieces of corpses on the ground. Xuanyuan Li was responsible for their deaths.

Xuanyuan Li’s face turned pale. He had arrived at the Python Mountain Battlefield full of ambition, hoping to ascend to the True Core Realm if he came across a rare spiritual fruit.

Every opening of the Python Mountain Battlefield would end in a large quantity of True Core Realm experts, but it was a pity that he no longer had that qualification.

“Cut your hypocrisy! The Blood Flame Devil Blue is useless in your hands, and their deaths are because of you since you refused to hand it over!” Xuanyuan Li’s face became distorted and sinister. This was despair when facing death, and he roared like a wild beast.

However, no one would take pity on him as this was the norm in the cultivation world, and reality was harsh.

“You’re truly pathetic!” Liu Wuxie shook his head with a hint of pity on his face.

Xuanyuan Li had decent talent. If he had focused on cultivating, reaching the True Core Realm before the age of forty wouldn't have been an issue, but he just had to take the risk.

Then again, if Xuanyuan Li could reach the True Core Realm, he could be promoted to a five-star alchemist and become a dazzling figure in the Great Yan Dynasty. It was Xuanyuan Li who sealed his fate.

For many, becoming a five-star alchemist was an unattainable dream. But Liu Wuxie had long since achieved the status of a five-star alchemist, so he derided Xuanyuan Li as pathetic, oblivious to the fact that there’s always someone better out there.

“Hahaha! What rights do you have to call me pathetic? Do you think you can leave this place alive? Stop dreaming! Even if you obtained the Blood Flame Devil Fruit, only death awaits you!” Xuanyuan Li had gone insane.

“It’s a pity you won’t live to see that day!” Whether he could leave the Python Mountain Battlefield alive was uncertain, but at least Xuanyuan Li wouldn’t live to see that day as Liu Wuxie wouldn’t spare him.