Desolate Devouring Art

Chapter 615 - Throwing Knife Technique

Chapter 615 - Throwing Knife Technique

The triple strike was an advanced technique, rumored to be a lesser version of Qin Dao’s fearsome penta strike, where each blade increased in speed and lethality. To date, no one had managed to counter Qin Dao’s fourth knife, let alone the fifth.

This made the onlookers anxious for Liu Wuxie, as the trajectory was nearly impossible to dodge, even for someone in the eighth level of the Astral River Realm.

The only hope was to dodge the incoming knives with a profound movement technique. But strangely, Liu Wuxie stood firm on the ground, unmoving, and allowed the knives to come at him.

His gaze penetrated through the layers of space, and the surrounding air current began to slow down. Liu Wuxie saw through the trajectory of the three knives. He didn't even have to use Ghost Eye against a piece of garbage like Song Guang, as it would be a waste of his soul energy.

Everything took place in the blink of an eye, and the throwing knives had already reached Liu Wuxie.

"What is he doing? Is he courting death? The moment those throwing knives reach within three meters of radius, it's impossible for anyone to escape unless they are in the Nascent Transformation Realm," someone murmured, voicing the doubt in everyone's minds.

As the knives continued to close in, they were already one meter away from Liu Wuxie. But just when the knives were about to stab Liu Wuxie, the Heretic Blade descended with True Strike divided into countless afterimages to intercept the incoming knives.

Liu Wuxie effortlessly knocked away the three knives. No one had expected Liu Wuxie to put himself in danger and wait for the last moment to make his move, disregarding his safety.

Song Guang's expression darkened as his knives were effortlessly knocked away. This had been his strongest attack, yet it failed even to scratch Liu Wuxie. Each knife, imbued with astral energy, had been meant to ensure victory, but Liu Wuxie resolved them with disconcerting ease.

Many suspected that Liu Wuxie was genuinely responsible for the deaths of Xu Zhi, Ye Dao, and others. But this scene made everyone confident that Liu Wuxie had killed them.

After deflecting all three knives, Liu Wuxie calmly reached out and grabbed one from mid-air, his movements precise and unhurried.

"Since you launched three knives at me, it’s only polite for me to return one," Liu Wuxie said, his tone cold and steady. The knife in his hand vanished the next moment.

Everyone was surprised to see Liu Wuxie perform a throwing knife technique, which emphasized time and hard work to master.

No one had seen Liu Wuxie practice his throwing knife before, making everyone wonder if he had taught himself to use it.

The throwing knife streaked across the air and vanished. By the time everyone managed to track the knife, it had already appeared within one meter of Song Guang. If the latter couldn't react in time, it would kill him.

But no matter how Song Guang tried to dodge the knife, it followed him relentlessly, never straying from its target as though it had eyes of its own.

Song Guang tried to dodge several times, but the throwing knife only drew closer to his neck each time, and he was running out of time. A strange ripple appeared in the surrounding space, and a throwing knife flew over to deflect Liu Wuxie's throwing knife.

"It's Qin Dao!" gasped someone in the crowd.

A figure had appeared in the distance, hurrying toward them. There was no time to save Song Guang, and Qin Dao could only attempt to deflect Liu Wuxie's throwing knife with his own.

As expected of someone in the pinnacle of the Astral River Realm, Qin Dao's throwing knife technique had reached a level of near-perfection.

Qin Dao's throwing knife covered the thousand-meter distance in the blink of an eye and clashed with Liu Wuxie's knife. The two knives collided in mid-air and sent sparks flying around.

Just when everyone thought the danger had passed, something unexpected happened. Although Qin Dao's knife managed to deflect Liu Wuxie's, the knife suddenly redirected itself mid-air, catching everyone by surprise.

Song Guang was the most shocked out of everyone present because he had narrowly escaped death, and he could only watch in horror as Liu Wuxie's throwing knife turned around back towards him.

The throwing knife moved as though it was an extension of Liu Wuxie's arm, following his target with deadly precision.

Liu Wuxie's primordial spirit was already comparable to the pinnacle of the Astral River Realm, and he practiced Soul Forge Art. Thus, it was a small task for Liu Wuxie to control such a small throwing knife as he wished.

Qin Dao's expression changed. No one had expected Liu Wuxie to possess such a formidable throwing knife technique. He didn't hesitate to launch the second knife, attempting to deflect Liu Wuxie's knife again to save Song Guang.

"Your technique is too slow!" Liu Wuxie said as his throwing knife drew a beautiful arc in the air and circled Song Guang's neck. Blood sprayed like a fountain as Song Guang's head flew into the air.

The crowd erupted into chaos. Liu Wuxie had accomplished the unthinkable: killing Song Guang even with Qin Dao’s interference. What made it even more shocking was the manner in which it was done—using a throwing knife, the very technique Qin Dao was renowned for.

Using Qin Dao's most prideful technique to kill Song Guang was a resounding slap to his face.

In an instant, Qin Dao closed the thousand-meter distance and landed on the platform, standing just five meters away from Liu Wuxie. His eyes were locked onto Song Guang’s lifeless body, lying in a pool of blood. His fists clenched tightly, and an overwhelming murderous intent radiated from him, suffocating those nearby.

The surrounding disciples instinctively stepped back to avoid getting caught in the crossfire. Though the two weren't strangers, this was the first time they had met each other.

After staring down for a minute, Qin Dao took a deep breath to suppress his fury. He asked, "You're Liu Wuxie?"

When Qin Dao received word that Liu Wuxie was attacking the Lesser Blade Association's headquarters, he rushed back immediately. But he was too late—Song Guang was already dead.

"That's right," Liu Wuxie replied coldly.

"Good! You killed my brother and even disrupted the Lesser Blade Association. I will see you dead today!" Qin Dao finally revealed his ferocious side with five throwing knives in his hand.

Liu Wuxie didn’t dare lower his guard. He remained vigilant, knowing full well that Qin Dao was no ordinary opponent. The ability to create and lead a large faction like the Lesser Blade Association required not only powerful backing but also exceptional strength.

Anyone who stood at the pinnacle among the sect’s true disciples was no ordinary cultivator. They were not only intelligent and resourceful but also possessed unparalleled combat prowess.

"Likewise. I don't plan to let you live either," Liu Wuxie said as an overwhelming aura swept out to shatter Qin Dao's murderous intent. The shockwave swept away some disciples with a weaker cultivation.

The Lesser Blade Association had nearly killed his friend, and he was determined to kill Qin Dao, ending the feud between them.

As their opposing aura clashed on the platform, the atmosphere grew tense as Liu Wuxie raised the Heretic Blade, taking on the True Strike's posture, and was even prepared to use the Earth-Binding Chains if True Strike failed to take Qin Dao's life.

The Heavenly Dragon Seal was too powerful; even the mountain would be leveled to the ground once executed. This meant that the surrounding disciples would be killed by the shockwave alone.

When the two stood in confrontation, over a dozen figures flew from various directions and landed before the two. Elder Tian Xing was also among the newcomers.

"Both of you, stop this at once!" Elder Tian Xing roared and unleashed a powerful aura to dissolve Liu Wuxie’s and Qin Dao’s aura.

Both Liu Wuxie and Qin Dao were experts, and their clash would be devastating; only someone in the high levels of the Nascent Transformation Realm could resolve it. Thus, the two retracted their aura at Elder Tian Xing's arrival.

"Elder Tian Xing, you came at the perfect moment. This brat has openly killed a true disciple, and he should be punished according to the sect rules," Qin Dao said, his tone resolute as he sheathed his throwing knife and turned to address the elder.

After all, it was a crime for Liu Wuxie to cripple so many disciples and kill Song Guang. The sect couldn't punish Liu Wuxie for the deaths of Ye Dao and others as there wasn't any solid evidence. But it was different now because so many people had witnessed Liu Wuxie kill a fellow disciple.

Elder Tian Xing looked at Liu Wuxie, displeased. After all, the Ten Grand Ceremony was coming up, and Liu Wuxie should've put up with it even if he had any grievances. However, Liu Wuxie just had to cause trouble for him now.

"That's right, he should be executed!" The other Lesser Blade Association's members echoed in agreement.

"The sect will investigate this matter. Prepare for the Ten Grand Ceremony, as we will leave tomorrow!" Elder Tian Xing wanted to appease the matter and wait for the Ten Grand Ceremony to end.

"Tian Xing, aren't you showing too much favoritism?" Qing Mu's voice echoed. He continued, "This brat has killed another disciple with so many witnesses present. The evidence is solid, and you shouldn't let favoritism cloud your judgment as an elder of the Law-Enforcement Hall!"

Many elders chose to remain silent, recognizing that the conflict between Liu Wuxie and Qin Dao extended beyond the younger generation. It was clear this was a power struggle among the sect’s upper echelons, and whoever gained the upper hand would likely have a stronger claim to the position of the next sect master.

"Qing Mu, you have no place to speak here!" Elder Tian Xing retorted coldly, his voice sharp and cutting. His tone revealed the ruthless streak he reserved for those who had fallen from power, like Qing Mu, who had lost their footing in the sect.

Qing Mu’s face twisted with unbridled rage as murderous intent flared in his eyes. Once, his status as the chief alchemist had commanded respect, even from Tian Xing. But now, stripped of his title, he was a shadow of his former self, and Tian Xing treated him with open disdain.

"Tian Xing, if you choose to show favoritism to him today, I will unite all the upper echelons to impeach you as the Law-Enforcement Hall's elder!" Qing Mu yelled, his face twisting with rage. It would benefit them to bring Tian Xing down from his position as the Law-Enforcement Hall's elder. If the position could fall into the hands of his faction, they would be able to show favoritism to the Lesser Blade Association.

The atmosphere grew tense because the conflict between Liu Wuxie and Qin Dao had involved the sect's upper echelons.

"What a joke! Do you think a piece of garbage like you can sway the upper echelons to impeach me? Who the fuck do you think you are?" Elder Tian Xing sneered. He didn't bother hiding his utter disdain for Qing Mu.

The surrounding disciples covered their mouths because it was well known to everyone that the Earth Origin Pills refined by Qing Mu contained toxins. He was inferior to Tian Xing in cultivation and to Liu Wuxie in alchemy—a thorough failure.

"Y-You dare insult me as garbage?!" Qing Mu's face flushed red with anger and was on the edge of erupting.

A smile rose on Tian Xing's lips, and he had borrowed that very insult from Liu Wuxie. He didn't expect it to be oddly satisfying.

"Liu Wuxie will represent the sect at the Ten Grand Ceremony tomorrow, and everything must wait till the Ten Grand Ceremony ends. Are you not a piece of garbage if you don't even know such basic rules?"