Desolate Devouring Art-Chapter 900 - Dao Techniques Unleashed

The other elders turned their expectant gazes toward Bai Jin, awaiting his response.

"Don't worry about it. Elder Chai is a prodigy from the Central Plains with formidable strength. He has yet to use all his trump cards, and I believe Liu Wuxie will lose the fight," Bai Jin said, gritting his teeth.

However, his eyes had already betrayed his true thoughts. After all, Liu Wuxie showed no signs of faltering despite the fierce battle, proving he also had his trump cards. The situation was spiraling in an unfavorable direction for Bai Jin.

But retreat was no longer an option. They had crossed the line. Liu Wuxie had to die today, whether or not Chai Zhengbin could defeat him.

"Sect Master, what should we do?" asked an elder from the Indigo Cloud Gate, his heart filled with regret. His desire to withdraw was evident, as he did not want to participate in this battle.

"Wait!" Xu Yanghui, the sect master of the Indigo Cloud Gate, replied with a bitter expression. He, too, was filled with regret.

As for the Divine Sun Palace and the Dugu Clan, they were also deliberating over their next move. Only the Azure Crimson Gate was filled with hatred for Liu Wuxie.

They knew the Azure Crimson Gate could never rise as long as the Heavenly Treasure Pavilion existed. Driven into a desperate corner by the Pavilion's stranglehold on the pill market, their only hope now lay in its destruction.

Meanwhile, those from the Heavenly Treasure Pavilion wore expressions of mixed shock and quiet elation. None mourned Yu Bu's death—in fact, some seemed almost relieved.

They knew Yu Bu had brought his fate upon himself. If it weren't for his status as a grand elder, most elders in the Heavenly Treasure Pavilion would have joined hands to get rid of him. Everyone tolerated him because he was the previous sect master.

Liu Wuxie and Chai Zhengbin clashed once again with a deafening impact. The space around them held firm, and they were both sent flying.

Liu Wuxie drew an arc in the air before he landed on the ground firmly with a faint smile. He had finally discerned Chai Zhengbin's origins from his techniques.

The swordsmanship he executed was identical to Wei Wang's, originating from the Profound Cloud Sect. Since arriving in the Central Plains, Liu Wuxie had been entangled with the Profound Cloud Sect.

First, there was Ning Hai, then Wei Wang, and now, Chai Zhengbin. The Profound Cloud Sect had a poor reputation, as all the disciples he had encountered thus far had a questionable character.

"You're from the Profound Cloud Sect!" Liu Wuxie asked as he looked at Chai Zhengbin coldly.

Chai Zhengbin flinched as Liu Wuxie casually revealed that he had seen through his origins.

"Since you know I'm from the Profound Cloud Sect, you should know the consequences of offending us. I advise you to surrender yourself obediently!" Chai Zhengbin warned. He was only briefly shocked at Liu Wuxie's revelation but didn't fear being recognized; otherwise, he wouldn't have come.

"Sorry to inform you, but I've recently killed several disciples from the Profound Cloud Sect. Your so-called prodigy Ning Hai and Wei Wang among them," Liu Wuxie said. It was no secret; the entire Central Plains knew.

Chai Zhengbin staggered. While he didn't know every disciple, he knew the two mentioned by Liu Wuxie. After all, Ning Hai was a prodigy who had joined the Heavenly Spirit Celestial Academy a year ago, but Liu Wuxie claimed to have killed him.

He also knew Wei Wang, who was a renowned figure who hailed from a prominent clan no weaker than him, but Liu Wuxie claimed to have slain him as well?

"That's bullshit! Ning Hai is currently cultivating in the Heavenly Spirit Celestial Academy, and Wei Wang is an expert. How could they possibly be killed by someone like you?" Chai Zhengbin scoffed, unwilling to believe what Liu Wuxie said.

"Well, maybe this will answer your question?" Liu Wuxie said and produced the Heavenly Spirit Celestial Academy's medal.

Chai Zhengbin staggered once more at the sight of Liu Wuxie's medal, nearly falling to the ground. He couldn't believe that Liu Wuxie was a disciple of the Heavenly Spirit Celestial Academy. What kind of monster did he get himself entangled with?

Everyone noticed the shift in Chai Zhengbin's expression as terror briefly flickered in his eyes. No one knew what Liu Wuxie had gone through to make an expert from the Profound Cloud Sect fear him so deeply.

Shortly after, a vicious gleam flashed across Chai Zhengbin's eyes. He knew he couldn't allow Liu Wuxie to leave, or it would spell disaster for the Profound Cloud Sect if the Heavenly Spirit Celestial Academy learned about this.

Liu Wuxie naturally captured the changes in Chai Zhengbin's eyes, and a cruel smirk rose on his lips.

"Boy, since you're a disciple from the Heavenly Spirit Celestial Academy, that's all the more reason I have to kill you!" Chai Zhengbin snarled as his murderous intent erupted like a volcano. Moments ago, he had been holding back—but now, he unleashed his full strength.

"It's time to end this," Liu Wuxie said, taking a deep breath. The space around them trembled as the spiritual energy on the island surged toward him.

"Spatial art!" Chai Zhengbin narrowed his eyes, sensing the growing danger. He could feel Liu Wuxie's mastery over spatial techniques evolving rapidly.

Liu Wuxie's movements had been predictable moments ago, but his mastery over spatial art had advanced rapidly through their fight.

As the surrounding spatial laws shifted, Chai Zhengbin realized with growing alarm that the number of laws he could manipulate had diminished drastically. Most troubling of all, a powerful forcefield had formed around Liu Wuxie—an impenetrable barrier that deflected all attempts to break through, fueling Chai Zhengbin's frustration.

With no other option, he raised his sword and poured every ounce of strength into a single, decisive strike. His fate hinged on this moment.

Liu Wuxie didn't dare to be careless. He raised the Heretic Blade and mobilized the Frost Dao Art to combine with the Golden Flame Strike. Even if he couldn't kill Chai Zhengbin in this exchange, he would at least inflict heavy injuries on the latter.

His rose into the air as he confronted Chai Zhengbin.

"You can die now!" Chai Zhengbin roared and unleashed a black ray with his sword.

"Too weak!" Liu Wuxie said indifferently.

"Soaring Dragon!"

Liu Wuxie transformed into a divine dragon that soared to the sky. The true power of Soaring Dragon lay in its seamless fusion of martial techniques, causing his strength to surge to new heights.

"Look! He has turned into a dragon!" A chorus of shocked voices erupted from the crowd.

But in truth, Liu Wuxie hadn't transformed into a real dragon. He was cloaked in true dragon aura, projecting the majestic image of a divine dragon, while his body remained human.

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Still, the oppressive draconic pressure bore down on Chai Zhengbin like a mountain. His expression twisted as he felt the sheer power radiating from Liu Wuxie.

"Golden Flame Strike!"

"Frost Dao Art!"

"Soul Spar!"

Liu Wuxie combined all three Dao techniques, unleashing devastating power.

The Golden Flame Strike was designed for overwhelming frontal offense, while the Frost Dao Art served to restrict and suppress. As the chilling energy took hold, Chai Zhengbin's speed faltered, his movements growing sluggish before he was completely immobilized. At that moment, the Soul Spear materialized before him.

Chai Zhengbin was caught off guard, with no time to react. A sharp pain tore through his soul sea—it was already too late to evade the Soul Spear.

As it began to ravage his soul sea, a wretched scream burst from his lips, his body convulsing uncontrollably.

Right then, the Golden Flame Strike descended upon Chai Zhengbin.

The fact that Chai Zhengbin fell to Liu Wuxie's three combined strikes revealed just how mediocre he truly was. Despite being in his fifties, he was only at the third level of the Spirit Profound Realm—an unremarkable cultivator by Central Plains standards.

The Frost Dao Art manifested into a towering ice mountain that crashed down from the sky, forcing Chai Zhengbin, who had just taken to the air, back to the ground with a thunderous impact.

The spectacle was breathtaking, and the onlookers watched with a surge of awe in their hearts. Even those who had lived for centuries were stunned into silence.

"This is too shocking!" Mei Zhi's eyes sparkled with admiration, captivated by Liu Wuxie's combat strength.

"He's truly a monster!" Gao Gu let out a bitter smile. Though optimistic about Liu Wuxie, he hadn't expected the latter to grow to such terrifying heights in just one year.

Had he known Liu Wuxie would rise to such heights, he would have urged Mu Tianli to dedicate the entire sect's resources to nurturing him. More importantly, he was grateful he had never crossed him.

He couldn't imagine what would have happened today if they hadn't supported Liu Wuxie back then.

Mu Tianli, too, felt a sense of relief and was grateful that he had trusted his daughter. After all, it was solely because of Mu Yueying that Liu Wuxie had joined the Heavenly Treasure Pavilion.

"I'll kill you!" Chai Zhengbin roared. His soul sea was in shambles, and he was on the brink of madness. His hair was disheveled, and his face was twisted.

He was desperate enough to start igniting his blood essence, determined to drag Liu Wuxie down with him.

"How stubborn to the end," Liu Wuxie commented. Though the Soul Spear hadn't claimed Chai Zhengbin's life, it had severely damaged his soul sea, drastically dropping his combat strength.

The ice mountain crushed down, forcing Chai Zhengbin to lower his head just when he had raised it.

The tremors on the island grew intense, and parts of it began to sink as seawater gushed in. When the ice mountain descended, it carved out a bottomless pit at the center of the battlefield.

The impact alone left Chai Zhengbin dizzy and disoriented. Under normal circumstances, he wouldn't have fallen so quickly—but he had been trapped within Liu Wuxie's spatial technique.

No sooner had he taken the full brunt of the ice mountain than the Golden Flame Strike followed, striking him while he was still vulnerable.

How did he run into such a monstrous prodigy? It was too late for him to dodge, and he could only face this attack head-on.

Bai Jin and the others could only watch silently; their hearts sank. They all knew Chai Zhengbin was barely holding his ground, and it was only a matter of time before Liu Wuxie killed him.

Even Chai Zhengbin wasn't Liu Wuxie's match, and they would only die if they fought him.

Panic spread among those from the Grand Banner Gate. They too had offended the Heavenly Treasure Pavilion, and now, with the five major sects already annihilated, they knew they were next.

"Sect Master, let's run!" The Grand Banner Gate's elders rose, ready to flee. They were thoroughly intimidated by Liu Wuxie and didn't dare to stay for another moment.

"Let's go!" The Grand Banner Gate's sect master was decisive, and he quickly fled with the Grand Banner Gate's elders.

"Grand Banner Gate's scums, don't you think it's too late to flee now?!" Tian Xing roared. He had put up with the Grand Banner Gate, who had been causing trouble for so long. How would he allow them to flee now?

"Quick, run!"

The Grand Banner Gate's sect master shuddered in fear. The Grand Banner Gate was merely a second-tier sect. Though they had experts at the True Profound Realm, they could not be compared to the Heavenly Treasure Pavilion.

However, a rebound force threw them back when they tried to fly out of the island.

"This is bad! The island has been sealed!" someone shouted, and a wave of panic swept through the crowd. Only then did everyone realize that Liu Wuxie had sealed off the entire island long before he arrived.

"How could this be?" The Grand Banner Gate's elder turned pale as despair washed over him. Since they couldn't escape, they would have to perish alongside the five major sects.

On the contrary, Chai Zhengbin had given up all resistance when the Golden Flame Strike descended, allowing it to slice through him.