Desolate Devouring Art-Chapter 888 - Successful Escape

The power of someone at the Earth Profound Realm had already transcended the laws of this world and could shatter space with one punch.

A colossal divinekin race stood like a towering mountain, so imposing that no one dared to meet his gaze directly. Numerous divinekin gathered in the surroundings, gritting their teeth as they looked at the ravaged remains of their tribe.

They placed the blame squarely on Liu Wuxie. If not for him, their kin would not have suffered such catastrophic losses. Not only had they lost dozens of their own, but the culprits had managed to escape.

Before the towering divinekin, the twelve fiends appeared as nothing more than ants—such was the vast disparity in their strength.

"The Ancestral Tree!"

The colossal divinekin's voice thundered like a storm, each word carrying the force of a shockwave that sent everything in the surroundings flying. The very air trembled at his command, as if the world itself bowed before his presence.

"My Liege, what should we do? The appearance of the Ancestral Tree will bring disaster upon our divine race. That man must die!" One of the twelve fiends walked out and spoke in a grim voice.

Under equal conditions, humans were no match for the divine race. However, the Ancestral Tree was different—it was their natural bane.

"Has anyone drawn a portrait of him?" the divinekin's monarch asked.

An elderly divinekin stepped forward, holding a portrait in his hand. They had already arranged for someone to sketch Liu Wuxie while the discussion was taking place.

"Distribute it and find him no matter what! Kill on sight!" the king said, turning to look at the bottomless ravine. He had given the order to have Liu Wuxie killed at all costs.

"My Liege, this man was once seen in the Western Barren. He killed several of our kin." Many divinekin emerged from the crowd. They had arrived there through the altar and were surprised to see Liu Wuxie in the central Plains.

"This is interesting," the monarch said, his lips curling into a faint smirk. If he could slay Liu Wuxie, he would be hailed as a hero of the divine race. However, their knowledge of Liu Wuxie was limited; this was all they had on him.

"Twelve fiends, hear my command!" The monarch's eyes turned cold, and he released torrential murderous intent.

"At your command!" The twelve fiends bowed and awaited the monarch's orders.

"Depart at once to the human world and find this human at all costs!"

"Roger that!" The twelve fiends swiftly departed from the tribe, venturing into the human world to search for Liu Wuxie. It wouldn't be long before they uncovered his whereabouts.

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Meanwhile, Liu Wuxie and Han Feizi continued their descent. The falling stones had gradually lessened as the tremors began to fade.

The two landed on a large boulder but were fine as they had conjured a protective barrier.

When they lifted their heads, they saw only a narrow crack high above. By rough estimation, they had fallen at least ten thousand meters.

"Brother Liu, what should we do next?" Han Feizi looked at the pitch-black surroundings. There was no way they could climb up through the crack, as it would be walking straight into the enemy's camp.

Neither of them had comprehended any earth-burrowing techniques, and they wondered if they would be trapped there.

Liu Wuxie remained silent and executed the Ghost Eye to scan his surroundings. He knew he had to leave quickly as the divine race could dispatch their people to capture them.

The Ghost Eye pierced through the stone walls, expanding his vision beyond the darkness.

Han Feizi's eyes shone at this sight. Though he didn't know what Liu Wuxie was doing, he could tell the latter was trying to find a way out.

Shortly after, Liu Wuxie retracted the Ghost Eye, and a blade appeared in his hand.

"If we dig in this direction, we'll reach an underground river roughly a hundred meters ahead. From there, we just need to follow it to escape," Liu Wuxie said. Since it was a river, there was bound to be an exit somewhere.

He took the lead and began slashing out with his blade, causing small rocks to fly around.

Within minutes, he had carved a tunnel over ten meters deep. Then, Han Feizi stepped forward, wielding his weapon to continue the excavation.

As the tremors subsided, several divinekin leaped into the ravine, determined to track them down. Even if Liu Wuxie was dead, they had to retrieve his corpse.

The two began digging with all their might, and they had already dug over a hundred meters.

"This is bad! The divinekin have come down!" Liu Wuxie glanced up and saw countless divinekin searching for them through the ravine.

Hearing this, Han Feizi dug even faster with both hands.

Liu Wuxie darted into the tunnel they'd dug as they ran out of time. He had to dig through to the underground river to escape.

The two pushed themselves to their limits, the final stretch taking only five breaths.

The boulder cracked apart with a loud rumble, and they could see the underground river. The river was vast and winding, leading to an unknown destination.

"Quick, leave!" They leaped into the roaring river and were swept away by the powerful current.

Right then, dozens of divinekin arrived at the spot where Liu Wuxie and Han Feizi had stood previously.

"After them!" They didn't hesitate to enter the tunnel.

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Meanwhile, the river raged with terrifying force, and they clashed against the large boulders with each twist and turn, leaving them dizzy.

They clung onto the last shred of consciousness, shielding themselves as best they could to prevent losing consciousness.

The force of the current was powerful, comparable to the attack at the True Profound Realm.

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A few impacts might have been bearable, but the relentless collisions took their toll. Liu Wuxie felt the strain deep in his bones, his body aching with every blow. Worse still, he feared Han Feizi wouldn't endure and might not survive.

The surroundings were pitch-black as they drifted along the current. They had even lost track of time before a sliver of light appeared before them.

The two emerged from the water and were swept into a larger river, which meant they were finally free.

"We made it out!" Han Feizi yelled. He was finally bathed in the sunlight after five long years of captivity, and he couldn't describe his current feelings.

Had it not been for Liu Wuxie, he would've never dared to jump into the ravine despite the earthquake, and this meant he would've died.

Even if he had mustered the courage to jump, survival was uncertain. Without finding the underground river, death would have been inevitable. In the end, Liu Wuxie had saved his life.

Liu Wuxie himself was overjoyed, a faint smile appearing on his face. He had braced himself for certain death, yet fate had granted him an unexpected turn of fortune—not to mention, he had acquired over a dozen Divine Fruits in the process.

Each Divine Fruit was priceless, capable of elevating his divine force to unimaginable heights. More than that, he could use them to deepen his comprehension of yin-yang energy.

He had already comprehended yin-yang energy in Yin-Yang Valley, but due to his limited divine force, he had only managed to gain insight into a single Dao technique. At present, he possessed only the Golden Flame Strike and an ice-based Dao technique.

Now, he faced two choices: deepen his understanding of yin-yang energy or pursue mastery over the five elements. He still lacked the water element, and if he could obtain it, he would be able to refine the final two Suppression Steles, achieving a balanced elemental cycle within his internal organs. If he succeeded, he could unlock a five-element Dao technique.

The Great Divine Five Element Art was one of the most powerful Dao techniques.

After the two climbed out of the river, they found themselves in an unfamiliar location and were already far from the ancient mountain range.

"We can't stay here for long. I'm afraid the divinekin might follow us through the river and come after us," Liu Wuxie said before soaring into the sky, swiftly flying into the distance.

Han Feizi followed closely behind, and they gradually slowed their pace upon reaching a village. Even if the divine race pursued them, the sheer vastness of the world would make it nearly impossible to track them down.

"Brother Han, what are your plans now that we've escaped death?" Liu Wuxie asked. After finding where they were, he planned to return to the Southern Province.

Regardless of what lay ahead, their shared trials had forged an unbreakable bond—one tempered by life and death.

"I'll follow wherever you go," Han Feizi replied with a shrug. It was clear that he intended to stick with Liu Wuxie.

The underground river had washed away the filth from Han Feizi, leaving him looking refreshed—his appearance now no less striking than Liu Wuxie's.

Liu Wuxie was surprised to see that Han Feizi was in his mid-twenties. He hadn't expected him to be so young, not to mention that he had come out to train and had been imprisoned by the divinekin for five years.

"Why are you following me? Your family must be worried sick after you disappeared for so long. Now that you're free, shouldn't you go home and let them know you're safe?" Liu Wuxie asked, puzzled.

Under normal circumstances, anyone in Han Feizi's position should've rushed back home after such an ordeal.

"I'm not going back," Han Feizi muttered. There was a flicker of discomfort on his face at the mention of his lost years, and he sat sulking on a stone bench, looking unhappy.

He had his problems, and Liu Wuxie chose not to press the matter. Everyone had their secrets, and Liu Wuxie had no desire to pry.

"My path ahead is fraught with danger. If you stay with me, your life will be at risk," Liu Wuxie said. It was the only excuse he could come up with—there was no real benefit for Han Feizi in following him.

"You're the Chosen One, and there's no harm following you," Han Feizi replied with a bright grin.

Liu Wuxie's face turned dark. What kind of reason was that? Even he didn't know what this 'Chosen One' nonsense was about.

Han Feizi could go wherever he wanted, and Liu Wuxie couldn't force him to leave if he insisted on following. Besides, the journey ahead was long and lonely, and having someone watch his back wasn't so bad.

If Han Feizi had been a villain, Liu Wuxie would've never agreed for him to come along.

The two rested for a few hours before they continued their journey.

Having spent five years in captivity, Han Feizi found the outside world unfamiliar. They passed through several small towns before Liu Wuxie finally returned to the Southern Province.

To his surprise, the underground river had carried them all the way to the border between the Central Plains and Southern Province, saving them much time. If Liu Wuxie hurried, he could still make it back in time.

As the two traveled, Liu Wuxie occasionally sought Han Feizi's wisdom in divination and also spoke with him about his family.

From the information he gathered, Han Feizi had fallen out with his family, which had prompted him to leave home. That was how he had stumbled upon the divinekin tribe and was imprisoned for five years.

As for the information about Liu Wuxie being the Chosen One, Han Feizi remained tight-lipped, forcing him to drop the subject.

Through their conversation, Liu Wuxie realized how knowledgeable Han Feizi was. He was versed in the heavens and earth and could engage in discussions on any topic.

This was truly remarkable for someone his age, especially considering he had been imprisoned for five years. It became clear to Liu Wuxie that Han Feizi's background was anything but ordinary for him to possess such vast knowledge at such a young age.