Desolate Devouring Art-Chapter 829 - Sky Feather Sect

Since these people didn't want to leave when given the chance, they would have to face his wrath now. He knew the elder they spoke of must be at the Spirit Profound Realm, and he would die if the elder came.

He swiftly descended like an eagle, appearing before the five and blocking their way. He unleashed a powerful aura and reduced the Communication Talismans in their hands to dust.

The five were shocked as they didn't expect Liu Wuxie's strength to be so terrifying.

"Boy, you're courting death!" Senior Brother Liao roared and struck Liu Wuxie with his palm. There were no unnecessary words exchanged as they were strangers to one another.

Liu Wuxie was vigilant, not daring to be careless against someone at the pinnacle of the True Profound Realm. Theoretically, he already possessed the strength to slay such an opponent, but his opponents wouldn't just stand there and wait for him to strike them down.

More importantly, artifacts also played a crucial role in one's strength, and a weaker opponent could harness the power of a powerful artifact to turn the tide.

The palm strike ripped through the air and aimed straight for Liu Wuxie's face.

Senior Brother Liao was formidable, with combat instincts that rivaled prodigies in the Heavenly Spirit Celestial Academy.

The Central Plains was vast, and not everyone would choose to join the Heavenly Spirit Celestial Academy. Some highly talented individuals missed the entrance examination due to age restrictions, but they managed to thrive outside and make a name for themselves.

"Die!" Senior Brother Liao roared coldly.

"You're the one who will die!" Liu Wuxie roared, channeling his true essence into his arm. He even channeled the ancient deity's power and the power of True Dragon Physique.

Senior Brother Liao narrowed his eyes. Though he had yet to touch Liu Wuxie, he could sense a suffocating pressure sweeping over him.

"This is bad!" Senior Brother Liao instantly sensed something was wrong. Trusting his instincts as an expert, he chose to retreat rather than continue his attack.

"Where do you think you're going?" Liu Wuxie sneered. Now that he had made his move, there was no turning back. He knew he had to eliminate them all—if even one escaped, his whereabouts would be exposed. With a burst of speed, he shot forward, appearing before Senior Brother Liao in an instant. The boundless sword aura from the golden sword surged into his palm, ready to strike.

He also mobilized his laws, which had grown to fifty thousand upon reaching the seventh-level Nascent Transformation Realm. Each was thick, and Liu Wuxie no longer dared to merge them carelessly.

He knew any further fusion would be bad, and he could only accumulate them steadily instead. The more laws he controlled, the stronger his combat strength would become.

Senior Brother Liao's four companions looked at their senior brother with confusion. Though Liu Wuxie appeared powerful, it didn't change the fact that he was only at the pinnacle of the Nascent Transformation Realm.

However, only Senior Brother Liao—locked in combat—could truly sense how terrifying Liu Wuxie was.

"Die!" Liu Wuxie roared, his palm striking down like a descending mountain. The image of a suppression stele manifested as he unleashed the Earth Suppression Stele's laws.

"Break!" Senior Brother Liao reacted swiftly, his instincts honed as an expert at the pinnacle of the True Profound Realm. A sword appeared in his hand, and he slashed at Liu Wuxie’s palm strike.

When sword and palm collided, a deafening boom resounded. Yet, strangely, the palm strike did not shatter. Instead, it transformed, releasing yin and yang energies that swirled into a vortex, trapping Senior Brother Liao within.

"What are you all waiting for? Attack together!" Senior Brother Liao roared, urging his companions to join in.

The four standing far away finally noticed something wasn't right. Their senior brother was suppressed entirely, forced back by a single palm strike from Liu Wuxie. This was unbelievable; someone at the Nascent Transformation Realm could force their senior brother into a defensive stance.

They transformed into four streaks of light and attacked Liu Wuxie from four directions.

"Trash!" Liu Wuxie sneered. Having just broken through, he needed a battle to temper himself, and they had shown up willingly—there was no one to blame but themselves.

As the yin and yang energies swirled, it was like a millstone suppressing down.

Though Liu Wuxie had yet to master the yin and yang energies fully, it was enough to deal with opponents at the True Profound Realm. The Heretic Blade appeared in his hand, and the blade aura he unleashed split into four, targeting each of the four attackers.

This time, the Metal Suppression Stele came into play, releasing a powerful sword aura that enhanced his blade technique, pushing Liu Wuxie's True Strike to terrifying new heights.

Each Suppression Stele had its own specialty—the Wood Suppression Stele was weaker offensively but excelled in defense and healing. The Earth Suppression Stele specialized in suppression, while the Metal Suppression Stele was unmatched in raw offensive power.

"What a powerful blade aura!" The four were shocked and finally understood the crisis their senior brother faced.

"Die!" The yin and yang energies had taken form, suppressing down as a millstone.

"ARGH!" Senior Brother Liao screamed in agony as he was ground into a mist of blood. His laws were completely devoured by Liu Wuxie, adding to his ever-growing strength.

Liu Wuxie could feel the emptiness within him after his breakthrough, and he needed many laws to fill it up. Absorbing the laws of a True Profound Realm cultivator was perfect.

After killing Senior Brother Liao, Liu Wuxie turned to the remaining four.

The other four were no weaker than their senior brother, each wielding an ultimate technique of their own.

They felt like their swords had struck a primordial beast, and the rebound force sent them back. The victory of this battle was decided in an instant.

Liu Wuxie sent the four flying, even as they fought together—an outcome so unbelievable that they could only stare at each other in shock when they crashed to the ground.

Their senior brother had died, and there wasn't a single piece of his remains left.

"W-Who are you, and how can you be so powerful?!" the man on the right stammered, his eyes filled with disbelief as he tried to uncover Liu Wuxie's identity.

"You're not worthy of knowing. You can die now!" Liu Wuxie knew he had to eliminate them, ensuring there were no loose ends. These people were strong, and it was clear they were from a powerful sect. If news of this battle got out, it would only bring him trouble.

The Heavenly Spirit Celestial Academy never intervened in battles between its disciples nor sought justice for those who died. While the academy did not offer protection, it provided access to resources, powerful techniques, and countless opportunities. Ultimately, it was up to the disciples to prove themselves and determine how far they could grow.

The Heretic Blade approached the man on the right. Liu Wuxie knew he had to do everything he could to end the battle quickly before they had a chance to flee.

Like a flash of lightning, Liu Wuxie vanished and stood before the man before the latter could react. His goal was simple—to catch them completely off guard.

"You're courting death!" the man roared in fury, swinging his sword diagonally toward Liu Wuxie.

"Dual Swans!" His sword technique, executed from a tricky angle, resembled a pair of swans splitting apart, aiming to strike Liu Wuxie from two sides simultaneously.

"What a pathetic attack!" After reaching the seventh-level Nascent Transformation Realm, Liu Wuxie could wield more of his Immortal Emperor's will.

The Heretic Blade changed trajectory and struck the man in the chest. In a fraction of a second, Liu Wuxie had discovered a flaw in his technique.

This realization struck the man like a thunderclap. His expression changed drastically, and he began to retreat. Identifying the flaw in his sword technique so quickly was something only a cultivator at the Spirit Profound Realm should be capable of. Yet, Liu Wuxie had not even reached that level.

The force of Liu Wuxie's blade aura, bolstered by the power of suppression stele, was like a colossal mountain crashing down. The sheer pressure alone sent chills down his spine, overwhelming him with fear.

It no longer felt like he was facing a mere human—but a monster. The power Liu Wuxie unleashed rivaled that of primordial beasts. No, it was even more terrifying than when he had crushed Senior Brother Liao with a single palm strike.

The other three were stunned in place, too shocked to react. By the time they came to their senses, the Heretic Blade had already sliced through the neck of their companion.

Blood gushed out from their companion's neck, spraying out like rain that fell onto the surrounding leaves, dyeing them red. The air reeked of blood, and Liu Wuxie had killed two of their companions in just two moves.

The remaining three felt a chilling dread creep into their hearts. Their legs trembled, and their minds were blank with terror—they had even forgotten to run.

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Even Liu Wuxie hadn't expected himself to be so powerful. His strength had reached an unprecedented height after breaking through to the seventh-level Nascent Transformation Realm and refining the Metal Suppression Stele.

Initially, by his estimation, it shouldn't have been an issue for him to slay cultivators at the pinnacle of the True Profound Realm, but not with such ease. Then again, their carelessness had also played a significant role.

They had never taken Liu Wuxie seriously from the beginning, and this mistake cost them dearly.

When Liu Wuxie gazed at the remaining three, the trio trembled as if lightning had struck them.

"D-Do you know who we are? How dare you kill the Sky Feather Sect disciples!" the man on the right roared.

Liu Wuxie was well aware of the Sky Feather Sect. Once, his own Liu Clan had stood on equal footing with them, but those days were long gone. The Liu Clan had declined too far, and now, the Sky Feather Sect held a significantly higher status.

During the Heavenly Spirit Celestial Academy's recruitment test, Liu Wuxie had heard of the Sky Feather Sect. Qiu Zhengyi was ranked among the top twenty during the recruitment test.

"Are you going to take your own lives, or shall I do it for you?" Liu Wuxie asked coldly. Even if they were disciples of the Heavenly Spirit Celestial Academy, Liu Wuxie wouldn't hesitate to kill them, not to mention the Sky Feather Sect.

Besides, there was no one around, and no one would know even if they died.

A bone-chilling cold began to spread. Up until now, Liu Wuxie had only displayed his blade techniques. But with his recent breakthrough, his mastery over his ice dao technique had reached great perfection. He could now alter its form at will, much like a true dao technique.

Dao techniques varied, with some capable of summoning storms or calling forth rain.

"Fourth Junior Brother, we'll attack together and let Junior Sister notify the sect elder," said the youth on the right to the other youth. Their only hope was to let their junior sister notify the sect while they stayed behind to hold back Liu Wuxie.

They believed they could hold off Liu Wuxie if they fought with their lives on the line.

"Understood!" the other youth agreed to his senior brother's plan. They had considered fleeing, but they knew Liu Wuxie wouldn’t give them that chance. Their only option was to ensure that at least one of them managed to escape.

"Since you people wish to take it the hard way, I shall personally send you all off on your way," Liu Wuxie said coldly and charged at the youth on the right, who was the strongest among the remaining three. He knew that if he eliminated this one first, the others would crumble like dominoes.