In everyone's eyes, this battle should have been an arduous one. For Liu Wuxie to win should have already been a great challenge, let alone slaughter all seven quasi-immortals.

Yet in this fight, only the stronger side could survive. Neither Liu Wuxie nor Luo Jingshan had any path of retreat, and both of them understood that clearly.

"Soul-Seizing Blade!"

"Indigo Firmament Divine Slash!"

"Traceless Heart Sword!"

"......" Seven powerful mythical arts erupted. None of the seven had grasped an immortal art, and among them, only Luo Jingshan's mythical art was slightly above the rest.

"What garbage mythical arts," Liu Wuxie snorted. He raised his palm and cast the Great Five Elemental Mythical Art.

A colossal five-elemental divine mountain manifested in the void, splitting heaven and earth as the surrounding space collapsed back into primal chaos.

Everyone's breathing turned heavy, especially the quasi-immortals. Even they hadn't managed to comprehend an immortal art.

The instant Liu Wuxie unleashed his immortal art, the entire atmosphere froze.

"What a powerful immortal art!" Yin exclaimed in shock upon seeing it.

His understanding of Liu Wuxie remained at the level of the Thousand Islands Sea Region. Since then, they hadn't met again. Yet in only a few short months, Liu Wuxie had already grown to such a terrifying extent.

"They're in danger now. This is a genuine immortal art." The Nine Dragon Palace and the Comet Temple had already retreated to the side to observe once Dong Wu had entered the battle. The one who spoke was the Comet Temple's quasi-immortal.

"Who can compete with immortal art?"

Space fluctuated violently as ripples spread three thousand miles outward, shattering countless meteors along the way.

Heaven and earth split apart while the sun and moon hid behind the clouds, not daring to show themselves. Several distant abandoned planets began trembling as countless mountains collapsed from the sky. 𝒇𝙧𝙚𝓮𝙬𝙚𝓫𝒏𝓸𝓿𝓮𝒍.𝓬𝙤𝓶

The shockwave produced by those mythical arts froze under the suppression of the Great Five Elemental Immortal Art, unable to move another inch. This sight instantly changed Luo Jingshan's expression. He hadn't expected the gap between them and Liu Wuxie to be this wide.

"No, this is absolutely impossible! He is suppressing all seven of us at once!" Meng Cheng cried out in disbelief. By their calculations, they should have been able to fight Liu Wuxie on even footing, even if they ultimately failed to kill him.

Only now did it become clear that they had all underestimated him. After refining the immortal's arms, absorbing the immortal runes, and advancing Nightmare City into an immortal artifact, Liu Wuxie's strength had grown hundreds of times beyond what it had been before.

"Damn it! He has sealed my mythical art!" Nalan Qianxun roared, trying to break free from the suppression. But no matter how wildly he struggled, the colossal mountain remained utterly unshakable.

The pressure kept mounting as the colossal mountain descended from the sky. Since there was no ground beneath them, they sank with it. But once they reached a certain height, they could descend no farther, as Liu Wuxie had already sealed off a radius of three thousand miles.

Countless immortal runes coursed through the domain and devoured every attack they unleashed.

On Dong Wu's side, the battle was already drawing to a close, and the Grand Unity Sect had lost thousands of experts.

Ji Yuzhen instantly realized that something was wrong and tore free from the battlefield, fleeing into the distance.

"Ji Yuzhen, the grudge between us will end here," Liu Wuxie said. He instantly locked onto Ji Yuzhen and, with a flick of his finger, released an invisible ripple that froze him in place.

Though Ji Yuzhen had reached the pinnacle of the Heaven Gaze Realm, he was still no more than an ant before Liu Wuxie.

"Liu Wuxie, you'll die a horrible death!" Ji Yuzhen cursed the moment he realized he could no longer move.

"You managed to escape on the True Martial Continent, but you won't be so lucky this time," Liu Wuxie said. A terrifying aura burst out as the Heretic Blade sliced through him.

Liu Wuxie wasted no words and went straight for the kill. The moment he slew Ji Yuzhen, his eyes regained a trace of clarity, as though he had finally severed the connection between them.

Ji Yuzhen died with his eyes still wide open. His body gradually withered as the Heretic Blade devoured his energy and laws.

"It's your turn now," Liu Wuxie said. The instant Ji Yuzhen died, he felt as though a massive boulder had lifted from his chest, and even the cracks on the Heavenly Dao Book healed significantly.

Ji Yuzhen was unable to affect Liu Wuxie's heavenly dao. Yet the moment Ji Yuzhen died, a golden ray shot out from his body, flew into the shattered gate, and vanished in the blink of an eye.

Liu Wuxie frowned at once, and a premonition rose in his heart. He could not explain what it was, as that golden ray was neither a primordial spirit, an imprint, nor soul energy. Even when he released his soul energy, he still could not destroy it.

For the moment, he pushed that matter aside. It might have been nothing more than a coincidence. Ji Yuzhen was already dead, so how could he possibly come back to life?

Liu Wuxie had severed Ji Yuzhen's past and present. That meant not even the Great Samsara Mythical Art could revive him.

His gaze shifted back to Luo Jingshan and the other quasi-immortals as the colossal mountain crashed from the sky.

Meng Cheng burst apart first, unable to offer even the slightest resistance against the suppression of an immortal art. The others fared no better as cracks quickly spread across their bodies. Their mythical arts were pitifully fragile before Liu Wuxie's immortal art, and they shattered with ease.

The two newly advanced quasi-immortals followed in Meng Cheng's footsteps.

"I don't want to die!" Those two had reached the Quasi-Immortal Realm with tremendous difficulty through the treasures they had obtained, and naturally, they did not want to die.

The elder of the Nalan Clan suddenly dropped to his knees and began kowtowing, begging for mercy.

"Seventh Elder, you..." Nalan Qianxun stomped in frustration when he saw the elder kneeling.

"I really don't want to die!" the elder wailed, slamming his forehead against the ground until blood streamed down.

Liu Wuxie, however, remained completely unmoved. He did not need quasi-immortals. Converting them into devotees would serve no purpose and would only waste the Pool of Faith.

Each use of the Pool of Faith diminished it unless he could comprehend an even stronger faith-related technique.

As the Great Five Elemental Immortal Art descended, the kneeling elder of the Nalan Clan exploded. The black hole devoured the laws within his body and fused them into the desolate world.

The Sky Devouring Divine Cauldron, hidden beneath the desolate world, began to expand and sink even deeper. It had no bottom, and a primordial aura gushed from within it.

As more quasi-immortals died, the surrounding crowd grew numb, and the chill running down their spines left them staring blankly. To Liu Wuxie, they were no different from livestock awaiting slaughter.

The Absolute Frost Palace sensed that the situation had turned bad and had already fled far away.

"This is unbelievable!" The ordinary cultivators could no longer even describe what they were feeling. After all, anyone who reached the Quasi-Immortal Realm had survived countless tribulations, yet they still could not withstand even a single blow from Liu Wuxie.

"I refuse to accept this!"

Not long after, Nalan Qianxun was also killed by Liu Wuxie's immortal art.

He didn't even need to use the Heavenbound Immortal Finger. The Great Five Elemental Immortal Art alone was enough to slaughter all the quasi-immortals.

Soon after, the leaders of the Abyssal Gate and the Ghost Sect followed suit. Within just a few breaths, only Luo Jingshan remained, his eyes wide with rage and unwillingness.

"Liu Wuxie, I curse that you'll die a miserable death!" Luo Jingshan screamed hysterically like a madman, his hair hanging loose in disarray. His heart bled as he watched so many experts of the Grand Unity Sect die before his eyes. Their losses were far too severe, and the Grand Unity Sect would not recover from them for a hundred years.

"Die!" Liu Wuxie said indifferently. Faced with Luo Jingshan's curses, he merely lowered his final finger.

With a thunderous explosion, Luo Jingshan burst apart, and the battle came to an end.

From beginning to end, Liu Wuxie had remained calm and composed, without the slightest trace of excitement after killing eight quasi-immortals. That was because he knew the true threat was not these quasi-immortals. In at most half a year, the immortals would return to the astral domains.

That meant quasi-immortals had never truly been his enemies. His real enemies were actual immortals. Within the next six months, he had to forge a powerful army, one capable of standing against immortals.

That might have sounded simple, but doing it was an entirely different matter. To fight immortals, they would have to become immortals too.

He did possess a few immortal pills, and there was a chance they could nurture immortals. But it was only a chance.

The surroundings gradually returned to peace as the shattered gate completely vanished.

Liu Wuxie looked toward the place where the gate had stood. The golden ray that had flown out from Ji Yuzhen's body had disappeared with it, and even he had no idea where it had gone.

The Grand Unity Sect, the Immortal Slaughter Palace, the Nalan Clan, and the Loulan Race had all perished. The Abyssal Gate and the Ghost Sect had suffered even more devastating losses because Liu Wuxie had shown them no mercy at all.

Suddenly, the divine son's fighting spirit erupted, stirred by Liu Wuxie's feat.

"I have no intention of fighting you now, and I will personally make a trip to the divine race within the next half a year to settle our feud," Liu Wuxie said.

The divine son had stepped in to help him earlier, and neither of them would be able to enjoy the battle if they fought now.

"Very well. I'll wait for you in the divine race," the divine son replied with a nod before turning and leaving.

Liu Wuxie knew he had to settle his feud with the divine race. He could not allow the divine race to keep hunting him forever, and he would rather strike first and uncover the truth himself.

As the other forces began to depart, Gong Gong and Yin walked over.

"Here are a hundred immortal stones and an immortal pill. Consider them my gratitude for your help," Liu Wuxie said. He did not hold back. Gong Gong could reach the Immortal Realm with the help of these treasures.

At the same time, he also had his own purpose in doing so. The enemies he would face from now on would only grow stronger, and his chances of survival would increase greatly if the Witcher Clan stood beside him.

He had also thought about giving something to the divine son, but he knew the latter probably would not accept it.

Gong Gong accepted them without hesitation. Yin then took out a sack, and Liu Wuxie filled it with witcher energy, finally drawing a smile on his face.

"We'll be taking our leave now," Gong Gong said. As always, he spoke sparingly before departing with the Witcher Clan.

The Witcher Clan had reaped a tremendous harvest this time, and with the witcher energy from Liu Wuxie added on top of that, their overall strength would definitely undergo a drastic transformation once they returned.

"Until we meet again," Liu Wuxie said as he watched them leave, hoping the Witcher Clan could grow stronger as quickly as possible.

With only half a year left, Liu Wuxie had no time to waste. During that period, he not only had to strengthen himself but also gather allies. The Heavenly Dragon Sect and the Heavenly Dao Society alone were nowhere near enough to face the looming threat.