Desolate Devouring Art-Chapter 862 - Fight Wei Wang

Patriarch Huo felt stifled, especially since he had been interrupted halfway through his business. He had rushed out frantically, thinking that his elder brother had returned and caught him red-handed.

The door to Liu Wuxie's room opened with a creak at this moment as he emerged, and Wei Wang's gaze locked on him instantly.

He already knew which room Liu Wuxie was staying in. Though he didn't barge in, he had already arranged to have the surroundings sealed off.

The moment Liu Wuxie laid eyes on Wei Wang, he instantly recognized the voice from earlier. He hadn’t expected Wei Wang to still be in the city, much less waiting for him. Barely two hours had passed since his arrival, yet Wei Wang had already tracked him down.

"Wei Wang, you're looking for me?" Liu Wuxie asked, pointing at himself for confirmation. If not, he would go back to rest.

"Brat, you ruined my plans twice back in the Azure Dragon Mountain, and I will make you pay for it today!" Wei Wang roared, striking Liu Wuxie with his palm with an overwhelming momentum.

He acted without bothering with words and launched an attack immediately, displaying his intense hatred for Liu Wuxie. The grudge had festered to the point of no return. If he had obtained the dragon clan's blood essence back then, he would have made a breakthrough in his cultivation and also gained favor with the sect—killing two birds with one stone.

However, it was all destroyed by Liu Wuxie.

"What a joke! You blame others for your incompetence?" Liu Wuxie scoffed and leaped down to confront Wei Wang.

Liu Wuxie knew that Wei Wang had sealed off the surroundings, and he had to kill him if he wanted to flee.

Being called incompetent in public made Wei Wang seethe in rage. He channeled more power into his palm, making it stronger.

Liu Wuxie descended from the sky, his right fist raised as an overwhelming force radiated from it. The sheer power of his strike condensed into a tangible fist intent, laced with a trace of annihilation energy.

Though he wasn’t yet strong enough to challenge a fifth-level Spirit Profound Realm cultivator, dealing with someone at the third level was effortless. Especially now—after refining Urim’s energy, the laws within his body had grown even more formidable.

Now that he had reached the second-level True Profound Realm, his strength had undergone a terrifying leap.

"Take my punch!" Liu Wuxie roared, and his punch flew like a lightning bolt.

Wei Wang didn't choose to dodge. In his eyes, Liu Wuxie was no more than an insignificant ant, and he could easily crush the latter with one strike.

If the underground world hadn't collapsed that day, he would've slain Liu Wuxie.

When their fists collided, Wei Wang instantly realized his grave mistake. It felt as if a divine dragon had crashed into his hand, sending a bone-crushing force through his arm. Agonizing pain shot through him, and for a brief moment, he thought his entire limb might shatter.

With a crisp cracking sound, Wei Wang's bones fractured, and the sound echoed throughout the inn.

The two flew apart, sweeping up a cloud of dust when they landed on the ground.

Liu Wuxie remained indifferent, and he now had a clear gauge of Wei Wang's strength through this clash. His strength was inferior to Urim's.

On the other hand, Wei Wang clutched his right hand. His hand would take a long time to recover, but that didn't prevent him from fighting. He also felt humiliated after being injured by someone he considered a mere insect, especially when there were so many witnesses around. This was akin to being slapped in public.

Patriarch Huo and the others couldn't hide their shock. Even from a distance, they could sense the power Liu Wuxie had unleashed, and it was far beyond what someone at the True Profound Realm should be capable of.

"I'll kill you!" Wei Wang bellowed in rage. He charged out like a dragon with a longsword in his hand. This was the same sword he had used to suppress the flood dragon.

“Someone like you wants to kill me? What a joke!” Liu Wuxie scoffed. “Since you’ve come knocking on my door, you should be ready to die.” Mercy was never his style, and he had no intention of letting Wei Wang leave alive. Killing him would serve as a warning—deterring others from disturbing his peace.

Fights broke out daily in Mound City, and everyone had grown accustomed to it.

Wei Wang’s face twisted in rage, his humiliation fueling his fury. His longsword trembled in his grip as a surge of Spirit Profound Realm energy erupted from his body. With a furious swing, he unleashed a barrage of sword waves, each one carrying a lethal force as they tore through the air toward Liu Wuxie.

The man, who had informed Wei Wang of Liu Wuxie's arrival in the city, stood at the doorway, watching the fight nervously. He broke out in a cold sweat when he saw how Wei Wang failed to kill Liu Wuxie in one strike. After all, the promised reward would vanish if Wei Wang lost.

The Heretic Blade appeared in Liu Wuxie's hand. He was no match for Wei Wang months ago, but the situation had reversed.

Liu Wuxie's cultivation had soared from the fifth-level Nascent Transformation Realm to the second-level True Profound Realm. Even Wei Wang couldn't believe it when he saw Liu Wuxie.

He was determined that Liu Wuxie must've borrowed the flood dragon's power so that he could achieve such an absurd rapid advancement in such a short time.

The two clashed together ferociously, their blades and swords colliding with various unpredictable techniques. They were both experts, and the attacks they executed were rarely seen on the market.

After all, Wei Wang was a disciple of the Profound Cloud Sect, a superpower in the Central Plains. Even Ning Hai hailed from the Profound Cloud Sect, and one could imagine how powerful they were.

The two weapons clashed, and echoes spread throughout the inn. The sword and blade auras from their attacks swept out as a shockwave, leaving marks on the walls and pillars.

Apart from those at the Spirit Profound Realm, no one at the True Profound Realm dared to get close. Recognizing the sheer force behind each attack, they quickly retreated, fearing they’d be caught in the crossfire. A battle of this caliber was far beyond their ability to interfere with.

The two didn't use any Dao techniques. Wei Wang wanted to crush Liu Wuxie relying on his cultivation, and it would be humiliating if he had to resort to using a Dao technique against someone at the True Profound Realm.

As their fight continued, Wei Wang soon realized he had underestimated Liu Wuxie. As for the inn, it had long been reduced to rubble, only leaving behind the bare framework that left the innkeeper weeping.

With a rumble, a pillar was severed by a sword aura, causing the entire inn to collapse.

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The two fighters burst from the wreckage, their battle spilling onto the streets. As the fight escalated, more spectators gathered, drawn by the intensity of the duel. Yet, despite their curiosity, none dared to approach.

In the Central Plains, those at the Spirit Profound Realm were already considered experts, rarely seen outside major sects. Cultivators at the Earth Profound Realm could dominate entire regions as overlords, while those at the Heaven Profound Realm were even rarer, existing only as legends to most.

It was an uncommon sight to see a fight between two cultivators at the Spirit Profound Realm.

"Boy, I underestimated you," Wei Wang spat, his expression darkening. "I can't afford to let you live!"

He had initially wanted to capture Liu Wuxie and uncover his secrets, but now, seeing the sheer potential Liu Wuxie possessed, he knew letting him escape would only invite future disaster. Wei Wang had made up his mind—Liu Wuxie had to die.

"Likewise!" Liu Wuxie didn't want to waste time with Wei Wang and charged forward with the Heretic Blade, and the power he exhibited this time was much more potent.

This battle would only end in the death of either one.

Without the constraints of the inn, the two could fight with their full strength, resorting to their Dao techniques.

A terrifying vortex had appeared on Wei Wang's sword. This was likely a Dao technique; it had already created a spectacle before it was fully unleashed. If executed, no one could imagine how shocking it would be.

Liu Wuxie didn't dare to be careless and began to prepare for the Golden Flame Strike.

Though the battle seemed to tilt in Wei Wang’s favor, it was evident to those watching that Liu Wuxie had yet to reveal the full extent of his strength. Every movement he made carried the grace and power of a divine dragon, his presence exuding an overwhelming force.

Boundless waves swept out, cracking the slabs on the ground. He had already built up his momentum before unleashing his attack.

"Nine-Tune Divine Sword!" Wei Wang roared. His sword transformed and conjured into vast stands that stretched for miles, causing the surroundings to transform into a desert.

Endless yellow sand surged from the surroundings, forcing everyone to close their eyes.

This was the power of a genuine Dao technique. After all, how could a disciple of the Profound Cloud Sect not be proficient in dao techniques? Moreover, Wei Wang was using a renowned technique of the Profound Cloud Sect.

Liu Wuxie narrowed his eyes and finally found an opening amid the swirling sandstorm. The Heretic Blade descended like a horned antelope—swift and unpredictable. This was a formidable attack.

When he raised the Heretic Blade, the ground began to tremble like an earthquake, creating a terrifying scene.

“How is this possible? How can someone at the True Profound Realm wield such overwhelming power?” The surrounding cultivators were gripped by shock and disbelief.

“He’s not an ordinary cultivator... Could he be from the Heavenly Spirit Celestial Academy?” someone speculated. Only the academy’s disciples were known for such extraordinary talent.

“But his age doesn’t match. Back at Azure Dragon Mountain, he was only at the Nascent Transformation Realm. How could he have joined the academy with such low cultivation?”

Whispers spread among the onlookers, some of whom had been present at Azure Dragon Mountain. Yet, due to their own limited strength, they could only watch from the sidelines.

As the two ultimate techniques collided, waves of boundless metal-attribute energy surged across the sky, distorting the atmosphere.

“What terrifying power!” gasps echoed through the crowd, their expressions a mix of awe and fear.

“He must have refined that sword from Azure Dragon Mountain, harnessing its metal-attribute energy!” Those who had also ventured into the mountain clenched their fists in anger.

After all, such a valuable treasure had to fall into Liu Wuxie's hands.

The moment Liu Wuxie unleashed the Golden Flame Strike, Wei Wang's eyes flashed with surprise. Liu Wuxie's attack took him aback.

It had defied all logic that someone at the True Profound Realm could comprehend a Dao technique.

The Nine-Tune Divine Sword manifested into nine swirling vortexes that enveloped Liu Wuxie, making escape nearly impossible. If it had been anyone else at the True Profound Realm, they would've been shredded into pieces by the swirling vortexes.

The vortexes enveloped Liu Wuxie, but he did nothing and merely stood there.

Once Liu Wuxie's momentum peaked, he swung the Heretic Blade, causing the sky to turn dark. He quickly ripped through the nine swirling vortexes and tore a rift.

Everyone in the surroundings gasped in shock. They couldn't believe their eyes.

"What a terrifying blade technique!" Even those at the Spirit Profound Realm couldn't help but admire Liu Wuxie, knowing they were incapable of such a feat.

"Wei Wang is in danger now!" Patriarch Huo frowned.

He had once maintained a decent relationship with Wei Wang, but after today’s events, his anger burned fiercely. If not for Wei Wang’s reckless actions, his own scandal wouldn’t have been exposed for all to see.

"Not yet. Wei Wang must have other trump cards," said another cultivator.

If not for the drastic difference in their cultivation, everyone would surely be optimistic about Liu Wuxie, who could turn the table around with such a heaven-defying technique.

"Well, let's wait and see then!" Those who were optimistic about Liu Wuxie continued to watch with anticipation, eager to see how the fight would unfold.