Desolate Devouring Art-Chapter 967 - Twelve Fiends

Over a dozen Scarlet Dragon Cult disciples charged forward without hesitation. They knew they had no chance of obtaining the Thunder Saint Pearl after the appearance of three experts at the Earth Profound Realm.

However, if they could help Liang Yi seize the Thunder Saint Pearl, not only would it strengthen the Scarlet Dragon Cult, but they could also receive ten supreme-grade spirit stones each. This was a tempting offer no one could refuse.

Supreme-grade spirit stones contained powerful dao runes, and it was essential to comprehend dao techniques.

"Senior Brother Liang Yi, please rest assured. We'll hold them off," said the Scarlet Dragon Cult disciples.

They were only tasked to hold back the two, not to risk their lives and fight to the death.

"Disciples of the Profound Cloud Sect, help me seize the Thunder Saint Pearl! Each of you will be rewarded sixty supreme-grade spirit stones after that," Mu Yuanyi said to the three Profound Cloud Sect disciples.

The three disciples of Profound Cloud Sect exchanged a look and moved, lured by the promise of benefits. Refusal wasn't an option. Mu Yuanyi had already stepped into the Earth Profound Realm, and upon his return to the sect, his promotion to elder was all but guaranteed. Crossing him now would be tantamount to courting disaster.

Even so, their numbers paled in comparison to the Scarlet Dragon Cult.

"Disciples of the Blazing Sun Gate, help me out! I'll reward each of you with sixty supreme-grade spirit stones!" Liang Yi joined in.

They had amassed large amounts of supreme-grade spirit stones over the past five years.

"Roger that!" The five disciples of Blazing Sun Gate stepped forward, forming another triangular formation.

Liu Wuxie was waiting in the crowd with no intention of making any move yet. Like everyone, he was waiting to strike the moment chaos erupted.

The twelve fiends had also slowly approached the core region, and they didn't fear the three Earth Profound Realm cultivators.

"Get lost! Who let you come close?!" Liang Yi bellowed at the twelve fiends, who were only at the pinnacle of the Spirit Profound Realm.

"Puny humans, are you speaking to us?" sneered the twelve fiends.

Each bore hideous features and protruding horns, mocking the human race with blatant disdain.

"How dare you insult us!" roared a Scarlet Dragon Cult disciple.

The Scarlet Dragon Cult had the most disciples, and the disciple swung his sword down at one of the fiends, unleashing a raging sword aura.

The surrounding lightning had vanished, making it convenient for them to fight.

"You're courting death!" The targeted fiend stepped forward instead of retreating, unleashing a powerful shockwave that swept up all the lingering lightning into a torrent.

"This is bad! Quick, retreat!" yelled another Scarlet Dragon Cult disciple.

No one present recognized the divine race; their mention was long erased from history. They wouldn't show themselves on the continent normally, and no one could escape after intruding on their tribes. As a result, there weren't many who knew about the existence of divine race.

The youth who attacked wasn't willing to retreat, and his attack targeted the fiend's head.

When his strike was about to connect, the fiend ignored it and slammed down with his palm.

Liu Wuxie could already see the outcome. He had fought the divine race before, and he knew how strong they were. The combat strength of divinekin far outmatched that of the human race.

More importantly, divinekin's divine energy could suppress human's true essence.

"What's going on? Why is my true essence disappearing?" the youth cried out in horror.

The Scarlet Dragon Cult disciple collapsed into a bloody paste when the fiend's palm descended.

He was at the pinnacle of the Spirit Profound Realm, yet he was pulverized using a mere slap.

Gasps of shock echoed throughout the crowd. Only a cultivator at the Earth Profound Realm could accomplish such a feat.

The remaining Scarlet Dragon Cult disciples took a step back, not daring to avenge their fellow disciple's death.

Luan Tianzhi's face was terrifyingly grim. He had rallied the Scarlet Dragon Cult disciples to support him. If he failed to avenge their fallen comrade, he risked losing their loyalty.

Luan Yuanyi and Liang Yi narrowed their eyes as they turned to the twelve fiends. If the twelve fiends decided to join in the fight for the Thunder Saint Pearl, no one could predict the outcome.

"I don't care what you are, but all of you will die for slaying a disciple of my Scarlet Dragon Cult!" Luan Tianzhi roared.

A boundless murderous intent erupted from him, releasing his aura at the Earth Profound Realm that caused the surrounding space to collapse.

The ordinary cultivators at the Spirit Profound Realm couldn't get close due to the oppression he released.

"You want to fight?" Sneered a fiend, looking at Luan Tianzhi, showing contempt for the latter.

The twelve fiends moved in unison as they approached the Thunder Saint Pearl.

A bizarre scene unfolded before their eyes. The arrival of three Earth Profound Realm cultivators had made it seem inevitable that the Thunder Saint Pearl would fall into one of their hands. But that assumption shattered the moment the twelve fiends emerged.

Many experts lurked in the shadows, waiting for the perfect moment to strike.

"Die!" Luan Tikanzhi finally attacked.

He abandoned the Thunder Saint Pearl and focused on killing the divinekin to avenge the death of his fellow disciple. freēnovelkiss.com

"Kill him!" The Scarlet Dragon Cult disciples roared, cheering their senior brother on.

A torrent of sword aura ripped through the air, forming into a sword ray that exploded mid-air and divided into countless sword auras. This was a form of dao technique that resembled a rain of arrows.

The targeted fiend snorted and swatted casually, creating a powerful shockwave that rippled outward. The sword aura shattered, leaving everyone stunned at the divinekin's terrifying might.

"Who are these twelve monsters? What race are they, and why haven't we seen them before?" murmured the surrounding cultivators, shocked by the divinekin's strength.

What was truly terrifying about the divinekin wasn't just their combat prowess—it was their divine energy. Unlike ordinary cultivators, their energy could suppress the true essence of the human race. At the same cultivation level, a divinekin could completely overwhelm a human cultivator, suffocating their power.

Only now did Luan Tianzhi realize why the Scarlet Dragon Cult disciple had been killed in a single strike. When divine energy invaded his body, he was stripped of his true essence, and his face paled drastically.

After losing the support of his true essence, the power of the sword aura significantly dropped.

This explained why even the Murong Clan had fallen prey to the divine race despite their formidable strength. The divine energy had suppressed them, leaving them at the mercy of the divine race.

The sword aura was sent flying away along with Luan Tianzhi. He spun through the air before crashing into the sea.

"What's going on? Luan Tianzhi is at the Earth Profound Realm but was sent flying with one slap?"

Everyone gathered in the surroundings looked scared. They couldn't believe that an Earth Profound Realm expert was no match for a Spirit Profound Realm cultivator.

In the distance, the Dragon Emperor Academy's disciples arrived.

"Senior Brother Qiao, who are they? It doesn't seem like they're using true essence," a disciple asked nervously.

"They're the divine race," Qiao Bian said grimly.

The appearance of the divine race was often followed by disaster. Unlike Qiao Bian, Liu Wuxie knew about the prophecy well.

Qiao Bian knew about the divine race's origin because he had heard of them from the older generation.

"The divine race? Who are they?" asked the other disciples.

"They're a mysterious and ancient race. I don't know the exact details, but they were also likely separated from the astral domain and stranded on the True Martial Continent along with the human race," Qiao Bian said, shaking his head. He didn't know of the divine race's origin.

When the astral domain had shattered, it was divided into countless fragments, forming continents like this world and the True Martial Continent.

Many races had fallen to the True Martial Continent. They had taken roots here and flourished over time.

Meanwhile, the other eleven fiends approached the Thunder Saint Pearl, surrounding Luan Tianzhi, Mu Yuanyi, and Liang Yi. If they wanted to obtain the pearl, they would have to pass through them.

The three exchanged a look before they reached a silent agreement. They were humans, and this was not the time for internal conflict. If they continued to fight among themselves, they would only benefit the divinekin.

"Listen up. If one of us obtains the Thunder Saint Pearl, the other two must hold them at bay, no matter what, and we will share the pearl's energy between us. We will take an oath together and perish if we violate it," Mu Yuanyi said.

After tens of thousands of years of absorbing pure lightning energy, the Thunder Saint Pearl held power far beyond what any single cultivator could endure. While its energy might have been insufficient for three, it was still preferable to letting the twelve fiends claim it.

"I agree," Liang Yi said.

Initially, Luan Tianzhi held the upper hand with sheer numbers, but in the face of the twelve fiends, that advantage proved meaningless.

"Agreed!" Luan Tianzhi replied.

He knew the Scarlet Dragon Cult couldn't monopolize the Thunder Saint Pearl. Thus, their only option was to cooperate among themselves.

"Seize it!" Mu Yuanyi reached out for the Thunder Saint Pearl, which was the same no matter who took it.

The Thunder Saint Pearl was also beneficial to the divine race, and they wouldn't let it fall into the hands of the human race.

The moment Mu Yuanyi moved, the twelve fiends acted, converging their divine energy toward the center.

"Stop them!" Luan Tianzhi had just suffered at the hands of the divinekin, and he was burning with hatred for them.

He drew his sword and intercepted them, buying time for Mu Yuanyi.

Liang Yi sprang into action, and chaos erupted across the battlefield.

Liu Wuxie stood among the crowd silently and watched. He knew he would face death if he rushed over now, as he couldn't contend with the twelve fiends or the three Earth Profound Realm cultivators. His only option was to wait for the right opportunity.

The Thunder Saint Pearl, after countless years of nurturing, had awakened spirituality of its own. It wasn't something an ordinary person could retrieve.

Just as Mu Yuanyi was about to succeed, the Thunder Saint Pearl burst with dazzling light and shot into the sky, trying to escape.