Desolate Devouring Art

Chapter 349 - Demonic Dragon

Chapter 349 - Demonic Dragon

One by one, the heads of the abyssal devils exploded with the energies in their bodies devoured. This slowly strengthened Liu Wuxie’s true essence, and he could reach the eighth level of the True Core Realm if he absorbed enough abyssal energy.

Jian Xing’er retreated to the safe region and watched from a few thousand meters away.

“Junior Brother Liu is really strong. Even ordinary sixth-grade abyssal devils are no match for him. When did someone so monstrous appear among the outer disciples?” Liu Wuxie carved a bloody path through hundreds of abyssal devils, and she might have made a considerable effort if she had been in his position.

As Liu Wuxie performed the Fatality Blade Art, each attack would reap a bunch of abyssal devils, dyeing the black grassland in blood.

A dense, blood-tinged, abyssal energy permeated the underground world, stirring more abyssal devils to converge on the area.

“Go!” Liu Wuxie’s objective wasn’t to kill the abyssal devils but to leave the battlefield as quickly as possible to escape. Performing the Fatality Blade Art’s third form, he created a circular blade aura that swept through the abyssal devils.

Thirty-odd abyssal devils were sent flying away with their bodies exploding in mid-air. It was horrible to witness, and this shocked Jian Xing’er. She finally understood why Liu Wuxie chose to face the abyssal devils instead.

After Liu Wuxie tore apart an opening, he performed the Nine Heavenly Crane Dance and soared to the sky like a celestial crane, vanishing in the blink of an eye.

Two hours later, the two appeared at the rendezvous point.

“Junior Brother Liu, you have given me a huge surprise.” Jian Xing’er had no jealousy in her eyes but only admiration.

“I’m just lucky.” Liu Wuxie didn’t explain much. He knew he couldn't conceal his strength forever, and Jian Xing’er had proven worthy of befriending. Thus, he did not intend to hide certain things from her.

“This is the Demon Flame Grass!” Jian Xing’er took out three stalks of Demon Flame Grass from her interspatial ring. They were roughly half a foot tall, with black flowers blooming. But interestingly enough, the flowers looked like flames, and this was where the Demon Flame Grass got its name.

Liu Wuxie put them into his interspatial pouch, meaning he had completed the second mission. Up next would be the third mission.

“Thank you, senior sister. I could retrieve the Demon Flame Grasses smoothly because of you,” Liu Wuxie said politely. The two had a great rapport when they worked together.

“No need to thank me. I discovered a Demonic Dragon’s lair when I entered the second floor. We can go and try our luck there to see if there are any eggs,” Jian Xing’er suggested, waving her hand. She felt that she hadn’t contributed much.

The two continued their journey, and as they got closer to the central region, they encountered more abyssal devils. However, relying on Ghost Eye, they were able to avoid several groups of them.

One day later, they appeared before a large cave that resembled the abyss, with a terrifying aura gushing out.

“This is the place!” Jian Xing’er pointed to the cave entrance. She had passed it when she had entered the second level but hadn’t gone in.

“There’s someone nearby. Let’s go over there!” A cold smirk rose on Liu Wuxie’s lips when he swept his gaze around.

Jian Xing’er instantly touched her sword, getting ready for combat. After all, humans were more terrifying than the abyssal devils in the Abyssal Underground World, especially when a fellow human backstabbed another.

“Junior brother, are we their targets?” Jian Xing’er had already experienced Liu Wuxie’s keen perception. With his help, they had managed to avoid the abyssal devils each time, as though Liu Wuxie could predict the future.

“No, they were here first!” Liu Wuxie swept a glance at a large black rock ten meters away. Three people hid behind that rock but couldn’t hide themselves from his Ghost Eye.

Just when Jian Xing’er was about to look in that direction, Liu Wuxie stopped her. The other party still didn’t know they were discovered. If Jian Xing’er looked in their direction, it was equivalent to telling them they had been found.

Jian Xing’er naturally couldn’t be compared to Liu Wuxie in terms of experience. The two retreated to a hundred meters away before stopping.

“Without a doubt, they’re also here for the Demonic Dragon’s egg,” Jian Xing’er communicated through her divine sense, and only the two could hear.

Liu Wuxie nodded because he also had the same speculation.

Roughly fifteen minutes later, the three emerged from the large rock and took out a cluster of strange herbs, placing them outside the Demonic Dragon’s lair.

“What are they trying to do?” Jian Xing’er was puzzled by their actions.

"That's the Orchid Hut Incense. It attracts Demonic Dragons, luring them out of their lairs," Liu Wuxie explained. He had also purchased some Orchid Hut Incense before arriving and intended to use it for the same purpose against the Demonic Dragon.

However, with someone taking the lead, Liu Wuxie didn’t mind watching before making any decisions.

One took out a fan to blow the smoke into the lair, and the strong scent permeated a hundred meters away.

“Is this effective?” Jian Xing’er found it hard to believe because this method was too risky.

“They’re courting death!” Liu Wuxie sneered. The Orchid Hut Incense could lure the Demonic Dragon out of the lair, but they forgot that the scent would also enrage it. The smell would drive the Demonic Dragon violent unless herbs with calming medicinal properties were added, which they didn’t.

Five minutes later, an enraged roar came from the lair belonging to the Demonic Dragon.

“Let’s retreat!” Liu Wuxie retreated further away and used Ghost Eye to peer into the lair. Shock soon appeared on his face because the Demonic Dragon’s strength was more terrifying than he had expected.

Before they could retreat far enough, a massive and pitch-black head emerged from the cave with a torrential abyssal energy that formed into illusory images. This indicated the Demonic Dragon was a powerful sixth-grade demonic beast.

This Demonic Dragon was comparable to the third level of the Heavenly Dipper Realm in terms of cultivation.

The three men outside the cave drew their swords and swung them at the Demonic Dragon’s head.

But the Demonic Dragon had incredibly tough scales, which produced a series of sparks and suffered no injuries.

This shocked the three, and they quickly retreated because they were only in the second level of the Heavenly Dipper Realm. They didn’t hesitate to retreat the moment they failed.

Alas, when it crawled out, the Demonic Dragon was enraged and bit down at the three. The abyssal energy it released formed a powerful shockwave that sent the three flying away.

“Quick, leave! This Demonic Dragon is too powerful!” The man in the middle roared and fled without any hesitation.

"There are two people over there! Let's lure the Demonic Dragon over and make them fight each other!" The man on the right devised a malicious plan. Having already spotted Liu Wuxie and Jian Xing'er, they intended to distract the Demonic Dragon and have it battle them to the death while they capitalized on the situation.

This naturally enraged Liu Wuxie because they had already left the battlefield, but he didn’t expect the three to be so vicious. The Demonic Dragon naturally wouldn’t differentiate the two parties because all humans were its enemies.

Liu Wuxie had no time to react as the three approached. The battle broke out in a split second, and Liu Wuxie could only fight as he had no path of retreat.

After the three diverted the Demonic Dragon’s attention, they retreated to a distance to watch.

“You three are too despicable!” Jian Xing’er drew her sword and swung it down, forcing the Demonic Dragon to take a step back.

The Demonic Dragon ensnared the two, leaving them unable to break free unless they defeated it. This was a dire situation for Liu Wuxie and Jian Xing'er, as the Demonic Dragon was a formidable sixth-grade, third-level demonic beast.

“Senior sister, how long can you hold on by yourself?” Liu Wuxie planned to venture into the lair to retrieve the egg while Jian Xing’er held off the Demonic Dragon.

“Three minutes at most!” After several days of fighting together, the two had formed a strong rapport. Jian Xing’er instantly realized what Liu Wuxie planned to do.

“Okay. Leave immediately if I don’t come out after three minutes!” Liu Wuxie believed Jian Xing’er could find a way to escape. It might be tough killing the Demonic Dragon, but escaping wasn’t.

The reason why her life was in danger was because she had to face ten-odd abyssal devils by herself.

“Okay!” Jian Xing’er agreed to Liu Wuxie’s plan.

"Third Fatality Form!" Liu Wuxie exclaimed as he swung the Heretic Blade downward. The Demonic Dragon, compelled to retreat, was struck by the unleashed blade aura on its back, leaving a long gash from which blood flowed freely.

This scene delighted the three men, with greed flashing in their eyes.

“What a fast spiritual treasure.” The three commented, itching to seize Liu Wuxie’s blade. Their weapons couldn’t break through the Demonic Dragon’s defenses, while the Heretic Blade could. Thus, they naturally coveted it.

The Demonic Dragon backed off several meters as Liu Wuxie disappeared and reappeared at the entrance of its lair, swiftly entering it.

Dense abyssal energy seeped from the ground, and Liu Wuxie executed Ghost Eye in case another Demonic Dragon was in the lair.

After traversing several hundred meters, Liu Wuxie finally reached the depth, and this place was spacious enough not to hinder his speed.

The Demonic Dragon was enraged. Demonic Dragons were an intellectual species, and the dragon had likely guessed that Liu Wuxie had entered its lair to steal its offspring.

The Demonic Dragon roared furiously, but Jian Xing’er’s task was to hold it off and prevent it from returning to the lair, which would endanger Liu Wuxie.

The Demonic Dragon breathed out terrifying flames, which Jian Xing’er failed to dodge and got her right arm burned. There was no time to heal her injuries as she swung her sword to stop the Demonic Dragon from retreating.

One minute later, the Demonic Dragon grew stronger, possibly influenced by the Orchid Hut Incense, making it more berserk.

“Big Brother, what should we do now? Should we join in or wait till they’re both exhausted?” The three men didn’t leave and were secretly waiting for an opportunity.

“No rush. Let’s wait till they’re both exhausted before acting,” the man in the middle said with a lewd smile as his eyes roamed around Jian Xing’er’s body.

Meanwhile, Liu Wuxie soon found the Demonic Dragon’s nest, which was laid with dry grass. He saw several eggs in it. With a wave, three eggs flew into his hand, which he quickly placed into the interspatial pouch.

With no time to look around, Liu Wuxie turned and dashed upwards. The three-minute mark was approaching, and he knew Jian Xing’er wouldn’t escape alone. She would likely fight the Demonic Dragon and continue to buy time for him.

The blast of abyssal energy sent Jian Xing’er flying, blood spurting from her mouth. Simultaneously, the Demonic Dragon received a sixth-grade talisman on its back, dealing severe injuries.

It was a mutual destruction, as Liu Wuxie had expected. Jian Xing’er had bought five talisman papers in the auction house, and she didn’t have the skill like Liu Wuxie to inscribe a spiritual talisman in three breaths.

“Let’s go!” Seeing the Demonic Dragon injured, the three men moved because it was time for them to reap the harvest.