Desolate Devouring Art

Chapter 575 - Mysterious Blade Technique

The mysterious blade tip gave off a terrifying blade aura as it hovered before Liu Wuxie. Compared to when it had killed multiple people earlier, its blade aura wasn't as intense anymore—falling well within the range the human body could tolerate.

When Liu Wuxie gently touched the blade tip, a cut as thin as a hair appeared on Liu Wuxie's finger. Blood flowed out of the wound.

Even someone in the Astral River Realm would have difficulty breaking apart Liu Wuxie's defenses, yet to his disbelief, the tiny blade easily left a wound on him.

"What an incredibly sharp blade!" Liu Wuxie exclaimed in shock. The blade tip had to be a heavenly artifact, at the very least. If he could fuse it with the Heretic Blade, he was confident that he could upgrade it into a monarch artifact.

However, the blade tip was too powerful. Liu Wuxie had to wait until he reached the pinnacle of the Heavenly Phase Realm before he could refine it.

Unable to touch it directly, he released his divine sense and attempted to explore its interior instead. Unfortunately, the pressure from the blade aura cracked Liu Wuxie's primordial spirit, preventing his divine sense from getting close.

He still benefited from it, though. When his primordial spirit recovered, his divine sense became twice as powerful. It seemed he could use the blade aura to temper his will, strengthening his blade intent and primordial spirit.

Liu Wuxie’s divine sense crossed into the pressure and approached the mysterious blade tip once more. The closer he got, the more violently it ripped apart his primordial spearing, causing the excruciating pain to worsen. Thankfully, his Heavenly Dao Book protected his primordial spirit, preventing it from shattering.

The soul energy within his soul sea was constantly ripped apart. Moreover, by tempering the blade aura, Liu Wuxie's soul energy turned into mercury and mixed into his soul sea.

Since the Soul Spear’s power grew stronger with his soul energy, he began to use this opportunity to cultivate the Soul Forge Art. However, he didn't use his second technique, Soul Shield. After all, his soul energy wasn't strong enough.

Most Astral River Realm experts practiced a soul-based technique that could damage their opponent's primordial spirit. After reaching the Nascent Transformation Realm, their primordial spirit could even leave their body to fight.

Fortunately, if Soul Spear was for offense, then Soul Shield was for defense. If Liu Wuxie could master it, he would be able to neutralize soul-based attacks.

Sensing Liu Wuxie's soul energy, the blade tip unleashed a powerful suction force and pulled his divine sense in.

Liu Wuxie tried to react, but he was too late. He became dizzy and disoriented, his divine sense nearly torn into pieces. Without the Heavenly Dao Book, his primordial spirit would have been destroyed.

"Where am I?"

Now in his divine sense form, Liu Wuxie looked around, finding himself in a grey, foggy world. There was no air and no laws—just vacuum-like space. A bold thought sprouted in Liu Wuxie's mind.

"Did I enter the the blade tip’s internal space?"

After reaching the level of a heavenly artifact, an internal space similar to an interspatial ring would form in the weapon. However, the one within a heavenly artifact was much bigger. It could even accommodate life.

An invisible blade aura appeared, tearing Liu Wuxie's divine sense into countless pieces and reducing it to a mere fog in the air.

Liu Wuxie controlled his divine sense to retake form as he wondered where the attack came from. Since his soul energy had been shattered again, it became even stronger and nearly tangible.

The blade tip came at him from the right, but he quickly vanished and rushed to the attack's origin.

He didn't know how much time passed, but the world ahead remained foggy and boundless. Considering this was only the blade tip’s internal space, he couldn't even begin to imagine how big its complete form’s internal space would be. It could probably contain tens of thousands of people.

Another blade aura came from the front. This time, however, he could finally see where the attack came from.

A hazy figure a hundred meters away swung a long blade down fiercely., making the winds howl and the clouds churn. As the entire space began to shake violently, Liu Wuxie steadied his soul energy, preventing his divine sense from shattering again.

When the blade aura was directed at him, Liu Wuxie quickly vanished, effortlessly dodging the attack. He then continued forward.

Finding the blade aura in this space honestly surprised him. Considering it had killed so many Azure Crimson Gate disciples, he knew that comprehending it would allow his blade technique to advance by leaps and bounds.

As the blade intent grew stronger, Liu Wuxie felt an overwhelming pressure. It shattered his divine sense every time he took a step forward.

Still, right after his divine sense recovered, he pushed onward without hesitation. The more he repeated this cycle, the stronger his primordial spirit grew.

Eventually, Liu Wuxie stopped and took a rough look at the figure up ahead. He could see it raise its blade to the sky, exuding the majesty of a monarch along with boundless blade intent.

Amazing technique!

Liu Wuxie couldn’t help but marvel at the sight. If he could speak with his divine sense, he would've exclaimed in admiration already. After all, he couldn't even find any flaws in this technique. He would have to face it head-on and use his Ghost Eye to find its weakness.

When the blade descended, the surrounding space around Liu Wuxie began to explode, and his divine sense was shattered once more. Its blade intent then filled the surroundings as if a deity was descending.

The suffocating pressure of the blade aura was enough to crush a person's will. The reason Liu Wuxie was unaffected was due to his strong will and powerful divine sense. If some other Astral River Realm expert were in his position, they would've already submitted to the blade intent.

"What kind of blade technique is that? To release such overwhelming pressure in just a single downward strike. It feels as though this attack can split heaven and earth apart!"

Liu Wuxie looked at the distant figure as his divine sense recovered. He couldn't even describe how he felt. Though he was an expert in using the blade, he had never seen someone exhibit such power with a simple downward strike.

The Fatality Blade Art was divided into seven forms, one stronger than the last. Although the distant figure only repeated one strike, the power it exhibited remained the same. Still, if the distant figure attacked ten times in a row, its opponent wouldn't find a chance to retaliate.

The simpler the move, the faster the strike and the better it resonated with heaven and earth. That was why most martial techniques became simpler the more they were refined. If the power behind one palm strike could shatter a mountain, then a martial artist had no need for complicated or fancy moves.

When the blade aura dissipated, the blurred figure raised its sword and cleaved down once more.

Liu Wuxie stood quietly and watched the distant figure attack hundreds of times. Though it only used one move, the essence behind each strike was different—heavy, light, bizarre, and tricky. He couldn't believe a single strike could contain so many variations of blade intent.

Time seemed to lose meaning in this space. Liu Wuxie observed thousands of strikes before his divine sense finally retreated from the mysterious blade tip's internal space.

"I was in there for six hours?!"

Since it was already quite late, his surroundings were already quiet. The two ladies were resting in a corner of the courtyard. When Liu Wuxie emerged from the internal space, he gently took a blanket and cover them.

They had followed him despite the danger in their journey, constantly leaving them on edge. Hence, Liu Wuxie couldn’t help but feel a hint of guilt in his heart.

Liu Wuxie went to the courtyard's center and removed the Heretic Blade. He then raised it to the sky and mimicked the blurred figure's actions. When he swung it down, he managed to mimic the speed and aura, but he failed to mimic the blade intent.

Having reached a bottleneck with the Fatality Blade Art, Liu Wuxie now required a new blade technique to boost his combat power. This new blade technique was undoubtedly perfect for him, but comprehending its profundity would take time and effort.

Standing on the same spot, he closed his eyes and entered a state of tranquility. He imagined himself back in the blade tip's internal space. The Heavenly Dao Book in his mind unfurled abruptly, each page revealing small figures mimicking his actions.

The moment they swung their blades down. His soul sea began to tremble as they swung their blades down, sending out fierce gales that shattered all the soul energy in their paths.

Liu Wuxie opened his eyes. "That's it! This is the blade intent!"

This was the power of the Heavenly Dao Book—it was capable of seeing through everything.

A blade intent's law appeared in the Heavenly Dao Book, aiding him in grasping the blade technique quickly. After taking a deep breath, he swung down the Heretic Blade again, unleashing a golden blade aura that sliced through the air and practically illuminated the entire House of Tea Art.

Countless people woke up from their sleep as the unmatched blade aura split the sky apart. Because it was already late autumn, a thick fog hung over Serene Sea City.

Murong Yi was about to rest for the night when the blade aura startled her. Thinking that someone was invading the House of Tea Art, she quickly dressed herself. Meanwhile, Madam Li, who had been guarding Murong Yi's chamber, vanished and appeared outside Liu Wuxie's courtyard.

The entire courtyard was in ruins, leaving everything within a few hundred meters visible.

Liu Wuxie looked around with a wry smile. Through the open path he had created, he could see a building in the distance that his blade had split in half.

Jian Xing'er and Chen Ruoyan had jolted awake from their sleep as well. Expecting that a powerful enemy had attacked the House of Tea Art, they quickly drew their weapons and prepared for combat.

"Big Brother Liu, what are you doing?" the two ladies asked in confusion.

The attack had left a long gash on the ground, reaching hundreds of meters away. Due to the blade intent still lingering in the air, everyone felt a prickling sensation on their skin. It was as if the invisible blade auras were trying to pierce through them.

"I'm practicing a blade technique.” Liu Wuxie chuckled.

He merely wanted to try the blade technique after the Heavenly Dao Book’s analysis had given him insight into it. He didn't expect it to cause such a huge uproar.

Liu Wuxie couldn’t even imagine how powerful it would become once he had perfected it. Perhaps he’d even be able to cleave Serene Sea City in half with one strike.

Upon hearing Liu Wuxie’s answer, the two ladies sighed in relief and put their weapons away.

Right then, Madam Li appeared before Liu Wuxie, looked at the destruction he had caused, and then glared at him. Murong Yi appeared not long after as well. The damage made her gasp and cover her mouth in shock.

Liu Wuxie had cleaved the entire hall in two. If he had done this while the sun was out, he would have likely hurt someone.

"My apologies. It seems I failed to properly control my strength. I will compensate you for your losses," Liu Wuxie said. He had truly underestimated the unimaginable power of his new blade technique.

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