Desolate Devouring Art-Chapter 881 - Myriad Void Talisman

Liu Wuxie stood frozen, stunned by the sheer coincidence—he hadn't expected to run into Yu Lin here. This man had pursued Mu Yueying relentlessly back in Heavenly Nether Battlefield, nearly killing him in the process.

Ultimately, they had stumbled into the Yin-Yang Valley, and Yu Lin had used a tool to escape from the Heavenly Nether Battlefield.

Given his attire, Yu Lin was a disciple of the Scarlet Dragon Cult. His face darkened with hatred when he saw Liu Wuxie.

The other Scarlet Dragon Cult's disciples stepped forward to surround the couple.

"Young Master, do you know him?" asked one of the disciples accompanying Yu Lin.

"Of course I do!" Yu Lin sneered as he took slow steps toward Liu Wuxie.

Liu Wuxie appeared unremarkable as he had suppressed his cultivation at the Nascent Transformation Realm.

On the contrary, Yu Lin could be considered a prodigy with his cultivation at the high levels of the True Profound Realm at his age. While he couldn't compare to the top-tier prodigies at the academy, he was still one in ten thousand.

Sensing the tension, several Scarlet Dragon Cult disciples swiftly stepped forward, encircling Liu Wuxie. They could tell from their young master’s tone that a deep grudge existed between them.

"What a small world!" Liu Wuxie replied with a bitter laugh. He patted Fiery and dismounted.

As for the couple, they sat to the side. They had lost the ability to resist and could only circulate their cultivation technique to treat their injuries.

With his route blocked, Liu Wuxie knew he had to fight.

"Do you want to take your own life, or do you need my help?" Yu Lin asked, his murderous intent increasing. He was itching to tear Liu Wuxie into pieces.

"I have no desire to be your enemy, and whatever grudge you hold has nothing to do with me," Liu Wuxie replied.

It wasn’t fear of the Scarlet Dragon Cult that held him back, but the urgency of reaching Heavenly Treasure Pavilion. He couldn’t afford any delays—there were far more pressing matters at hand.

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If anything happened during the Ten Grand Assembly that led to the death of his friends and family, he would live with guilt for the rest of his life.

Yet to Yu Lin and his men, Liu Wuxie's words only confirmed their belief that he was afraid.

"Kill him!" Yu Lin commanded, unwilling to waste any more time on words. He planned to kill Liu Wuxie before dealing with the couple.

A disciple at the True Profound Realm charged at Liu Wuxie with his sword, unleashing his aura at the third-level True Profound Realm.

Liu Wuxie sighed. He knew that leaving peacefully was no longer an option. Killing just one wouldn’t solve the problem—he had to eliminate them all to ensure no word of this encounter spread.

The Heretic Blade appeared in his hand, and he struck out with a swift motion.

No one saw how Liu Wuxie moved, but in an instant, a Scarlet Dragon Cult disciple was slain. Before he could even react, his body exploded into a cloud of blood.

The sheer power of the strike left everyone in shock. At first glance, it seemed like an ordinary attack, yet it unleashed overwhelming might. More astonishingly, Liu Wuxie had slain a True Profound Realm cultivator with effortless ease.

"You're courting death!" The remaining Scarlet Dragon Cult disciples roared in fury at the sight of their fallen comrade. Gripping their weapons, they charged at Liu Wuxie, completely ignoring the injured couple.

Yu Lin, however, remained motionless. It was clear that his status was extraordinary. The surrounding disciples showed him great respect, and in response, eight high-level True Profound Realm cultivators swiftly formed a battle formation.

"There's no need for this!" Liu Wuxie sighed. He had no choice now—he had to kill them all.

The Heretic Blade gleamed as it slashed through the air, forming a deadly arc aimed at all eight opponents at once. His speed was staggering.

The young man suddenly stood up, ignoring his injury, and looked at this strike with disbelief.

"Such an incredible speed!" he muttered. However, if one looked closely, one would notice the striking resemblance between the youth and Liu Wuxie.

Yu Lin’s expression twisted in horror—he wanted to stop it, but it was already too late.

Liu Wuxie had no intention of sparing his attackers. He might as well kill them all and leave no witnesses behind.

He didn't use the Golden Flame Strike against these True Profound Realm cultivators; he was confident that his physical strength alone was enough to kill them.

Cold rays shot forth and dyed the sky red with blood. The five Scarlet Dragon Cult disciples froze in place and were immobilized. They looked like they had been struck with an immobilization spell, and their pupils dilated, fear filling their eyes.

This was too terrifying, and their throats were slit before they could react.

Liu Wuxie summoned the Sky Devouring Divine Cauldron to erase any trace of his actions. In an instant, their corpses were reduced to nothing but withered skin.

Yu Lin stood there, petrified. The battle was over before it had even begun.

"How dare you kill disciples of my Scarlet Dragon Cult! I want you dead!" Yu Lin roared, unleashing a powerful aura that surged toward Liu Wuxie. The force he exuded was comparable to that of a low-level Spirit Profound Realm cultivator.

Yet, that was all it amounted to. With a simple motion, Liu Wuxie raised his hand, effortlessly shattering Yu Lin’s aura.

Yu Lin's face paled, and sheer terror gripped him.

Time was running out. If other Scarlet Dragon Cult disciples were nearby, they would soon swarm this place. Not to mention, this was their territory—Liu Wuxie couldn't afford to linger.

Liu Wuxie vanished in the blink of an eye and appeared before Yu Lin.

"Die!" Liu Wuxie's voice was ice-cold. He had failed to kill Yu Lin in the Heavenly Nether Battlefield—but not today.

The boundless force he unleashed surged like a tidal wave that suppressed Yu Lin completely.

Yu Lin couldn't comprehend what kind of power this was. In that moment, only one thought consumed him—escape. He had to get away and summon reinforcements.

From the moment Liu Wuxie killed the eight Scarlet Dragon Cult disciples, Yu Lin knew he was no match for Liu Wuxie.

A profound talisman appeared in his hand the next moment, and he crushed it before Liu Wuxie's blade ray reached him.

"Damn it!" Liu Wuxie cursed. It was too late for him to do anything as the surrounding space rippled, and a mysterious force dragged away Yu Lin.

"The Myriad Void Talisman!" Liu Wuxie muttered as he watched Yu Lin vanish. This was a high-level talisman that could allow one to travel through space and appear ten thousand miles away in the blink of an eye.

"Damn it!" Liu Wuxie growled as he brandished his fist around. He knew Yu Lin would soon bring reinforcements. The fact that Yu Lin possessed a Myriad Void Talisman and was addressed as young master meant he wasn't an ordinary figure.

Only someone at the Heaven Profound Realm could seal another’s cultivation and send them into the Heavenly Nether Battlefield. Was there an expert of that level backing Yu Lin?

It was pointless to dwell on it. Liu Wuxie knew he had to leave immediately and return to the Southern Province. His gaze shifted toward the injured couple. He considered whether he should silence them.

Raising the Heretic Blade, he pointed it at them. Yet, the two remained unfazed. They didn’t beg for mercy, nor did they show any hint of blame. Instead, they met his gaze with quiet calm.

If not for Liu Wuxie's intervention, they would've already been killed by the Scarlet Dragon Cult, and it was only natural for him to take their lives now.

"You're not afraid?" Liu Wuxie hesitated. He had no qualms about killing the Scarlet Dragon Cult disciples—they had tried to take his life. But these two were different. Their clear eyes showed no malice, and slaughtering them would weigh on his conscience.

"We're not afraid!" The youth took a step forward and shielded the woman behind him. "You wouldn't have waited until now if you truly wanted us dead."

His words proved he wasn’t ordinary. He had already grasped that Liu Wuxie wasn’t the type to kill needlessly.

After a brief moment of hesitation, Liu Wuxie lowered the Heretic Blade. "Leave."

There was no more time to waste. If more Scarlet Dragon Cult disciples arrived—especially experts—he might not make it out alive.

"Thank you for sparing our lives. We cannot express our gratitude enough," the young man said, cupping his fists respectfully. "Please, tell us your name. If fate allows, I will repay this debt someday."

"That's not needed!" Liu Wuxie waved his hand dismissively. They were mere strangers with no need for future entanglements. Without another word, he mounted Fiery, ready to leave.

As for the couple's injuries, he gave them no further thought. Whether they lived or died would be left to fate. Their wounds were severe, and survival was uncertain—but that was no longer his concern.

"Big Brother Tian, are you alright?" The woman, who had suffered lighter injuries, rushed to support the young man.

The young man had a deep gash across his abdomen, blood still flowing freely. He had made it this far by sheer determination, but if they continued moving, his injuries would only worsen, sealing both their fates.

"I never thought that I, Liu Tian, would fall into such a wretched state," he muttered, leaning against a tree. "Shuang’er, don’t worry about me. Leave."

His survival was uncertain at best. If one of them could escape, that was enough. Liu Tian's pride ran deep—he would rather die than drag her down.

Liu Wuxie suddenly halted Fiery. The stop was so abrupt that he was nearly thrown off.

Without a word, he leaped from his mount, appearing before Liu Tian in an instant.

Liu Tian tensed immediately. He misunderstood, assuming Liu Wuxie had changed his mind and intended to kill them after all.

"Do you plan to kill us?" Liu Tian was injured, but his will was firm. Even if he must die, he would fight Liu Wuxie to his last breath.

However, Liu Wuxie said nothing and studied the youth's facial features carefully. He needed to ensure he hadn't misheard, and he asked, "What's your name?"

"My name is Liu Tian!" Liu Tian replied without any hesitation. After all, there was nothing to hide in the face of death.

"Are you related to Liu Dayue?" Liu Wuxie asked, his tone calm, yet a flicker of emotion flashed in his eyes.

"You know my father?" Liu Tian frowned. The youth before him was clearly younger, and he had already shown him enough respect by addressing him as brother earlier. But hearing Liu Wuxie call his father by name unsettled him.

"Big Brother Liu Tian, I'm Wuxie!" Liu Wuxie suddenly hugged Liu Tian.

However, Liu Tian was confused—he had no idea who this Wuxie was. That wasn't surprising. Liu Tian hadn’t returned to the clan since Liu Wuxie's arrival, so he naturally remained unaware of his existence.

At this moment, Liu Wuxie realized that Liu Tian had never even known he existed.