Desolate Devouring Art-Chapter 929 - Primordial Spirit Pill

The primordial spirit was the essence of an entire person. It contained a person's soul energy and comprehension of martial and dao techniques.

In other words, a person's primordial spirit was their life. However, it was being extracted and refined into a pill.

The method for refining the Primordial Spirit Pill had long been lost to time, and everyone condemned such a cruel method. This was why everyone was shocked at the sudden appearance of such a pill.

Based on Liu Sheng's abilities, he couldn't obtain the Heavenly Star Sword or the Primordial Spirit Pill on his own. This meant the mastermind behind him wasn't simple, as this wasn't something ordinary people could accomplish.

"What is Liu Sheng trying to do? Don't tell me he wants to use the Primordial Spirit Pill to make a breakthrough forcibly."

The pill was refined with the primordial spirit of someone at the pinnacle of the Spirit Profound Realm. There was a high possibility Liu Sheng planned to make a breakthrough with it, reaching the sixth-level Spirit Profound Realm.

The Primordial Spirit Pill was like a tiny infant in Liu Sheng's hands, and his face twisted in pain. One can imagine the immense pain the primordial spirit must have suffered before its death.

Liu Sheng didn't hesitate to swallow it before everyone, and gasps echoed from the crowd. No one had thought Liu Sheng would consume it.

Some supported Liu Sheng, while others condemned him. They demanded him to reveal the mastermind. They wanted to know who had refined the Primordial Spirit Pill, as it was an act that would make this perosn the enemy of the entire cultivation world.

On the other hand, Liu Wuxie remained indifferent. He had long suspected Liu Sheng to have more tricks up his sleeve.

He felt that Liu Sheng likely had a trump card to ensure his safety, but he hadn't revealed it yet.

A violent energy erupted from Liu Sheng's body, and he smoothly made a breakthrough in his cultivation before racing toward the pinnacle of the sixth-level Spirit Profound Realm.

Not only did Liu Sheng make a breakthrough, but he also inherited some memories and dao techniques from the primordial spirit.

His strength began to grow rapidly. Even his mastery of dao and martial techniques soared.

At this moment, Liu Sheng resembled a sinister demon with his hair scattered around.

"Liu Wuxie, you can die now!" Liu Sheng said, and he gave off a powerful outburst of sword aura.

The victim to whom the Primordial Spirit had belonged, was a swordsman with a high comprehension of the sword.

After inheriting the sword technique, Liu Sheng raised the Heavenly Star Sword, unleashing a piercing sword aura that swept out like a tidal wave toward Liu Wuxie. His strength had increased by at least two times.

"Liu Wuxie is in danger now," someone whispered.

Liu Sheng had grown too powerful after his breakthrough, and even someone at the eighth-level Spirit Profound Realm would not be his opponent.

"Not necessarily," said another disciple.

"I believe Liu Wuxie still has trump cards to play. I don't think Liu Sheng has much odds of winning."

Many people were optimistic about Liu Wuxie, perhaps due to the Primordial Spirit Pill that Liu Sheng had consumed.

Even those who had mocked Liu Wuxie earlier had chosen to shut their mouths.

As the sword aura surged outward, Liu Wuxie found himself trapped at the eye of the storm, at risk of being swallowed at any moment. Calmly, he raised the Heretic Blade and unleashed the Golden Flame Strike once more. Though the move appeared simple on the surface, it contained countless subtle variations.

His starting stance was different this time, unleashing an even more tricky trajectory. No movement was wasted as Liu Wuxie's target was the Heavenly Star Sword, not Liu Sheng.

"Have you noticed? Liu Wuxie's dao technique seems to be evolving. This is strange. Did he hide his true strength earlier?" Everyone finally realized that Liu Wuxie had not yet revealed his true strength.

If he truly wanted to, Liu Sheng would already be dead. But Liu Wuxie had his reasons for holding back—he didn't want to draw too much attention, not with a hidden mastermind pulling strings behind Liu Sheng, and certainly not while he was still tempering the Heretic Blade through real combat. Most importantly, he couldn't afford to reveal all his cards while the Black Plume Pavilion was involved in the Soaring Bloom Order placed on his head.

In a nutshell, Liu Wuxie was concealing his strength in the fight.

None of the incoming sword aura could get close to Liu Wuxie. A bizarre forcefield had formed around him, isolating everything beyond its boundary. This was the power of spatial art. Though Liu Wuxie hadn't fully mastered a spatial dao technique, he was more than capable of manipulating space itself.

"Raging Torrent!" Liu Sheng roared. His sword descended and formed into a tidal wave crashing down, sending the rocks on the ground flying out. This was a dao technique that no one had seen before. This meant that the victim who used to refine the Primordial Spirit Pill was not a disciple of the academy.

Liu Sheng's sword aura was like a torrent that tore through the spatial art, manifesting into an overwhelming pressure that forced Liu Wuxie to step back.

"Slash!" Liu Wuxie said as he swung the Heretic Blade, unleashing a dazzling radiance that pierced the heavens.

The runes on the Heretic Blade began to shimmer like tadpoles and strengthened the blade aura.

Right then, everything changed as the Golden Flame Strike's power grew exponentially, climbing to a terrifying height. A boundless blade aura swept out and caused the entire Astral Moon Valley to sink.

"What terrifying weight!" gasped the spectators in the distance, fear flashing across their eyes.

Liu Wuxie had used half a pound of Earth Essence to upgrade the Heretic Blade, valued at tens of millions.

The raging torrent shattered under the strike, and a long ravine split open in the ground, extending outward like a scar carved into the earth. Moments later, the two opposing forces collided high in the sky, tearing the torrent apart completely.

"What a terrifying attack! He is powerful, and the blade is even more powerful!" That was everyone's evaluation of Liu Wuxie.

It was astonishing that a weapon could reach such a level, even more so when considering that Liu Sheng wielded the Heavenly Star Sword. Had he been using an ordinary weapon, he would've already lost... and likely died.

When the spatial art broke apart, Liu Wuxie vanished and hovered in the air like a divine dragon. This was no secret, as Liu Wuxie had used it once when he had fought Qi Yang.

A boundless dragon aura descended from the sky, pressing down on Liu Sheng, who could barely keep his head up.

"I refuse to believe this! How can you be so powerful?!" Liu Sheng roared. He raised the Heavenly Star Sword and performed a bizarre motion.

A black figure watched from the distant sky.

"How pathetic," the black figure commented. No one knew if he was referring to Liu Wuxie or Liu Sheng.

The battle unfolding in Astral Moon Valley had drawn the attention of the academy's upper echelons. Many elders observed silently from afar. After all, if anyone could be said to frequent the Astral Moon Valley, it was Liu Wuxie. He had already fought three life-and-death battles here in the past year.

Grim light erupted once more from the Heavenly Star Sword, surging with even greater power. But drawing that strength was no easy task for Liu Sheng. Each strike forced him to burn through vast amounts of his true essence.

His breakthrough, achieved with the aid of the Primordial Spirit Pill, came at a great price. After all, he hadn't earned his breakthrough through cultivation, but had stolen it from someone else.

While Liu Wuxie also absorbed energy from defeated foes, he did so through the Sky Devouring Divine Cauldron, which refined and purified the energy before it was absorbed. This method left no flaws, only stable progress. Moreover, Liu Wuxie's Desolate World allowed him to assimilate with all forms of energy naturally.

The flaws of using the Primordial Spirit Pill finally began to surface as Liu Sheng's memories became chaotic. The memories from the Primordial Spirit Pill were fighting for control, and his personality would split if he couldn't merge with it soon.

Grim light shot out from the Heavenly Star Sword toward Liu Wuxie.

Liu Wuxie didn't dare to be careless as this was the will of someone at the Earth Profound Realm. This wasn't something he could deal with easily.

When the Heretic Blade descended, Liu Wuxie even mobilized the five elements.

A small vortex formed and absorbed all the grim light coming over. Since he couldn't confront it head-on, he would have to find a way to refine it.

When the grim light vanished, Liu Sheng's expression changed once again. Before he could change his move, Liu Wuxie's attack had already descended.

"You can die now!" Liu Wuxie roared. He knew he couldn't keep Liu Sheng around.

Since the mastermind had helped Liu Sheng once, there was no guarantee they wouldn't interfere again.

Dazzling radiance erupted from the Heretic Blade, illuminating the sky and forcing everyone to shut their eyes.

Liu Sheng was swallowed by the blade aura, allowing Liu Wuxie's attack to land squarely.

Liu Lin stood in the distance, his fists clenched, aching to join the fight with his elder brother.

"Liu Wuxie, I'll drag you down with me!" Liu Sheng roared.

In a desperate move, he transformed into a sword, merging fully with the Heavenly Star Sword—achieving the legendary state of becoming one with the weapon.

Their weapons collided with explosive force, the clash reverberating through the valley like a thunderclap.

Moments later, the two figures were flung apart.

Liu Sheng traced a long arc through the air before crashing to the ground, blood spraying from his mouth, his clothes in tatters, and his aura faltering.

Liu Wuxie landed more steadily. Though his face was slightly pale, he was clearly in better condition. The power Liu Sheng had released in that final strike was on par with a cultivator at the pinnacle of the Spirit Profound Realm.

Staggering to his feet, Liu Sheng's face was terrifyingly grim. He was like a beast drenched in blood, with ragged breathing.

"Hahaha! Liu Wuxie, you can't kill me!" Liu Sheng said as he took out another porcelain bottle from his interspatial ring.

This made everyone's heart sink as they wondered if Liu Sheng had another trump card.

And their hunch was correct; the mastermind had invested heavily in him.

Liu Wuxie frowned and wondered if he had to use the Great Five Elemental Palm. That was his trump card that he wouldn't use lightly.

He naturally wouldn't use the Annihilation Fist, as the slightest mistake would make him lose consciousness or suffer permanent damage.

The sacred ground was about to open, and he couldn't afford to lose consciousness.

Just then, a black pill appeared in Liu Sheng's hand, and gasps erupted from the surrounding crowd the moment they laid eyes on it.