Desolate Devouring Art-Chapter 833 - Identity Revealed

Liu Wuxie figured they must've seen the aftermath of the Golden Flame Strike, mistaking it to be created by a treasure. This was a reasonable assumption as Liu Wuxie was only at the Nascent Transformation Realm and couldn't unleash such immense destructive power.

Their intentions were clear. They wanted to force Liu Wuxie to hand over the so-called treasure.

"I'm sorry, but I don’t have any treasure," Liu Wuxie replied calmly. He had no way to explain himself—he certainly couldn't tell them that his comprehension of a dao technique had caused the commotion. Even if he did, they wouldn’t simply let him go; instead, they would try to force him to hand over his secrets.

After all, learning another dao technique was like gaining an extra life as a cultivator. The stronger one became, the more formidable the enemies they would face.

If an opponent wielded multiple dao techniques while a cultivator had only one, the latter would be at a clear disadvantage. Mastering additional dao techniques not only enhanced combat strength but also provided greater adaptability, especially in battles where elemental attributes played a crucial role. A cultivator relying on a weaker element would struggle against an opponent whose dao technique directly countered theirs.

For instance, a cultivator who mastered a fire-attribute dao technique would be at a disadvantage against an opponent wielding a water-attribute dao technique due to the natural elemental counter.

"Boy, don’t be stubborn. Since you refuse to cooperate, we’ll just have to force it out of you!" The two men didn’t want to waste any more time, fearing that others might arrive. Exchanging a quick glance, they moved in swiftly, flanking Liu Wuxie from both sides.

"You really want to make a move?" Liu Wuxie’s eyes turned icy, his rage simmering beneath the surface. Having just mastered Golden Flame Strike, he had been itching for a real battle. Since these fools had come knocking on death’s door, he would gladly oblige.

Solitary training could only take him so far, and he had to eliminate the dao technique's flaws through combat. He summoned the Heretic Blade and planned to end the fight quickly.

Once they were dead, he planned to leave the mountain range and head for a city to throw off any potential pursuers. In the midst of countless overlapping auras, one individual’s presence would be far easier to conceal.

Terrifying metal-attribute energy surged around the Heretic Blade, its sheer force causing the surrounding trees to explode into splinters. Even the nearby vegetation began to wither under the intensity of the blade aura.

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"You asked for it!" The two men drew their swords and launched their attacks.

With the surrounding trees cleared, this created an open space for them to fight.

Liu Wuxie had no intention of taking to the skies. Being airborne would make him an easy target, revealing his location to others. The best strategy was to use the dense forest as cover to mask his movements.

"Attack!" the man on the left commanded as both swords lunged toward Liu Wuxie's ribs from opposite sides. Their strikes were precise and ruthless, executed in seamless coordination—it was clear this wasn’t the first time they had fought together.

Years of teamwork had forged their battle instincts and coordination, allowing them to cover each other's weaknesses. They avoided Liu Wuxie's blade technique and chose to attack from the sides where his attack range was weaker.

This was a brilliant strategy—but it wouldn’t work on him.

What they failed to realize was that Liu Wuxie’s combat talent far surpassed theirs. Even at the seventh-level Nascent Transformation Realm, he had been capable of slaying opponents at the pinnacle of the True Profound Realm. Now that he had reached the eighth level and comprehended Golden Flame Strike, eliminating them would be even easier.

Liu Wuxie didn't unleash the Golden Flame Strike's full power, as it could be sensed from thousands of miles away. He only mobilized a strand of metal-attribute energy to form a golden swirling vortex that rushed toward the two.

Simultaneously, he summoned the Earth-Binding Chains, which shot at the man on the left. He didn't use the Heavenly Dao Seal, as it was too destructive.

"What's going on? Why can't I move!" the man on the left screamed while Liu Wuxie charged at his companion.

"Die!" Liu Wuxie roared and swung the Heretic Blade down. The power of his attack was close to the Golden Flame Strike, somewhere between a dao and a martial technique. But it was more than enough to deal with someone at the pinnacle of the True Profound Realm.

The man on the right quickly withdrew his attack and raised his sword in defense to block the incoming strike.

Meanwhile, the man trapped by the Earth-Binding Chains found himself completely immobilized. Without hesitation, he separated from his body, allowing his primordial spirit to take control of his sword in an attempt to break free.

However, the chains were unbelievably tough. Even after repeated strikes, they didn’t budge—not even a fine crack appeared.

Frustrated, he unleashed a barrage of attacks, desperately trying to sever the chains. But in his haste, he lost control of his sword, and instead of hitting its target, the blade slashed across his own waist. A howl of agony escaped his lips as blood soaked his clothes.

He had struck the sword a dozen times but couldn't even leave a scratch on the chains, not to mention breaking free. He could only place his hope on his companion to kill Liu Wuxie and save him.

With a loud crack, the Heretic Blade shattered the man's sword. His weapon was a heavenly artifact comparable to the True Profound Realm.

While the Heretic Blade was an origin artifact, it had surpassed heavenly artifacts in terms of toughness, which even surprised Liu Wuxie. The blade's resilience was also related to its connection with heaven and earth. This meant it wouldn't shatter as long as heaven and earth existed.

"How is this possible? How can your weapon break my sword?" The man’s face twisted in disbelief as he stared at the shattered remains of his weapon. His sword was a life-bound artifact, and its destruction triggered a severe backlash, causing a crack to form in his soul sea.

Seizing the opportunity, Liu Wuxie unleashed Soul Spear, sending a devastating strike directly into his opponent’s soul sea.

"ARGH!" The man let out a bloodcurdling scream, collapsing to the ground in agony. The fight lasted only a few breaths, and Liu Wuxie didn't even have to use his trump cards.

Without hesitation, he summoned the Demonic Purgatory Chains, which wrapped around the corpse and dragged it into the cauldron. Inside, demonic flames engulfed the body, refining it into laws and liquid spiritual energy before pouring them into the desolate world.

Meanwhile, the other man, still bound by the Earth-Binding Chains, fell to his knees in shock. Panic consumed him, and he began kowtowing frantically on the ground. "Please, spare my life!" he begged, his voice trembling.

But Liu Wuxie said nothing and stared down at him coldly. "How did you know I was cultivating in the cave?" he asked, his tone sharp. "Who else is aware of it besides you two?"

He needed to assess the full extent of the threat he was facing. If Wei Wang was involved, his only option would be to flee immediately.

"Will you spare my life if I tell you?" the man asked, pleading. He knew his primordial spirit couldn't escape.

"That's impossible!" Liu Wuxie replied. The man would only draw more people over if he let him go, and he knew the consequences of not eliminating all the threats.

"Why should I tell you anything if you're going to kill me anyway?" the man roared. He had already resigned himself to death and, in his desperation, decided to perish alongside Liu Wuxie by detonating his primordial spirit. The self-detonation of a True Profound Realm cultivator was no small matter—it was powerful enough to inflict severe injuries even on someone at the Spirit Profound Realm.

But before he could act, Liu Wuxie sneered. "Self-detonation? In front of me? That’s a luxury you don’t have." The Heavenly Dao Book unfurled, manifesting into heavenly dao's laws that came crashing down.

The man’s primordial spirit trembled in fear, instinctively retreating into the depths of his soul sea, unable to resist.

"W-Who the hell are you, and what was that just now?" The stammered, his defiance crumbling into sheer terror. His face twisted in fear, his earlier composure shattered.

"I'll give you one last chance. Tell me how you discovered the cave!" Liu Wuxie's voice grew colder. He could sense someone approaching, knowing he had to end it quickly. If the man still refused to speak, he would have no choice but to search his soul forcibly.

Perhaps shaken by the Heavenly Dao Book, the man lost all hope and knew his fate was sealed. With no other options left, he could only reveal everything he knew, down to the last detail.

Liu Wuxie frowned upon learning that a Sky Feather Sect elder had arrived and discovered that he had killed their disciples. This was troubling news—the Sky Feather Sect was notorious for its vengeful nature, and now that they had set their sights on him, it would be a significant problem.

His only option was to flee from the mountain range as soon as possible. As for those at the True Profound Realm, he paid little mind to them. His only concern was the handful of cultivators at the Spirit Profound Realm.

Once he had obtained all the information he needed, he ended the man’s life without hesitation, looted the corpses, and wasted no time setting off in another direction.

Liu Wuxie had learned that the Sky Feather Sect’s elder posed the greatest threat to him. Since the two pursuers had come from the west and the elder was heading south, he wasted no time changing direction, choosing to flee north instead. This would make it significantly harder for the elder to track him.

He mounted Fiery and sped forward at full speed. Days and nights passed, and he still did not reach the end of the mountain range. But he didn't run into anyone else and could only ascend into the sky for a better vantage point.

When his eyes pierced through the clouds, he saw a towering city on the horizon. This meant he was nearing the mountain range's edge.

Along the way, he had encountered tenth-grade profound beasts and a first-grade spiritual beast. It had taken every ounce of his strength to escape the spiritual beast's pursuit.

"We'll be out from this accursed mountain range in three days!" Liu Wuxie took a deep breath and caressed Fiery.

Had he taken a direct route, he would have already reached the other side, but his detours had thrown him off course. In doing so, he had circled nearly half the mountain range. Taking out several spiritual fruits, he began eating, sharing some with Fiery.

A few hundred miles away from Liu Wuxie, a grey-robed old man appeared with a grim expression. They had searched the mountain range for days and still had not found any trace of him.

After heading south and searching for days without success, they had no choice but to retrace their steps.

"There are signs of human activity here, and the residual aura matches the one in the cave," the old man said after discovering human footprints, and he began to scan his surroundings.

"The target hasn't gone far, and there's still a high chance he's still in the mountain range!" The old man stood up and extended his divine sense before vanishing.