Desolate Devouring Art

Chapter 391 - Fight for the Championship

After transforming into an abyssal devil, Luo Mingyang's speed significantly decreased, and he could only rely on his powerful physique to charge around and kill Liu Wuxie. However, it was a pity he made the wrong decision.

When Liu Wuxie had dealt with abyssal devils in his past life, Luo Mingyang's ancestors weren’t even born. His blade slashed down and landed on Luo Mingyang's third vertebra.

This was the weak spot because the human body would become paralyzed if it was cut, reducing that person into a cripple.

Enraged roars burst out of Luo Mingyang's mouth, making him look frighteningly like a monster.

When Liu Wuxie's blade swung down, a violent ripple began spreading in the air before surging towards the surrounding platform like a torrent.

Luo Mingyang staggered forward with a long gash on his back. The blood wasn't red or black but dark brown, giving off a foul stench.

His body was already deeply affected by abyssal energy. After all, he had relied on practicing the abyssal race's cultivation technique in the past three months to advance rapidly in his cultivation.

The pain made Luo Mingyang scream. Although the sword didn't cut into his bone, the long wound exposed it.

This was a bloody scene, with the entire arena soaked in blood. He ignored the injuries on his back and turned around, lunging at Liu Wuxie's waist, wanting to perish together.

"What impudence!" Liu Wuxie's murderous intent surged, and his footsteps changed before appearing behind Luo Mingyang again. He raised the Heretic Blade, which looked like a crescent moon.

Luo Mingyang missed, and it was too late for him to turn back around because Liu Wuxie had swung his blade down again. This time, the power was ten times stronger than the previous strike, infused with his true essence mixed with ice elements, metal elements, and several powers merging, making it unstoppable.

Everyone widened their eyes to watch the fight progress. They even gave up watching the battle between Shao Wendong and Zhao Yi. After all, the battle here was more intense since it was a fight to the death.

Although the battles in the other three arenas were intense, no blood was shed.

"Luo Mingyang is going insane. Let's see how Liu Wuxie deals with this!" The mockery directed at Liu Wuxie had disappeared. After all, Liu Wuxie had displayed strength comparable to Shao Wendong and others by defeating someone in the third level of the Heavenly Dipper Realm and forcing someone in the fourth level to transform into an abyssal devil.

As Luo Mingyang turned around, the Heretic Blade descended swiftly. Sparks erupted at an incredible speed, igniting the air with friction and filling the surroundings with a suffocating blade aura.

"Die!" Liu Wuxie's voice was like the reaper, pronouncing Luo Mingyang's death. The blade aura he unleashed drilled into Luo Mingyang from the wound on his back.

Heart-wrenching screams came from Luo Mingyang's mouth, and this was an unbearable scene. Luo Mingyang's spine was broken as he collapsed onto the ground.

Blade aura shuttled within his body, destroying his meridians and stripping his flesh. Dense heavenly dipper power was devoured from Luo Mingyang and merged into Liu Wuxie's body.

Luo Mingyang's screams gradually weakened as he transformed into his human form. His clothes were dyed red in his blood as he lay limply on the ground with only one breath left.

Liu Wuxie spared Luo Mingyang's life, but he glanced at Elder Tian Xing and nodded before leaping off the arena.

"Luo Mingyang secretly practiced the abyssal race's cultivation technique and will be expelled from the sect. He will be treated as a traitor to the sect with his cultivation rights deprived..." Elder Tian Xing announced before crippling Luo Mingyang's cultivation and expelling him.

Liu Wuxie didn't kill Luo Mingyang for Elder Tian Xing to hand out punishment. Expelling Luo Mingyang could retain the Heavenly Treasure Pavilion's reputation.

After all, Luo Mingyang would still be a disciple of Heavenly Treasure Pavilion if he was directly killed. But it was different now because he was expelled alive, meaning he would have no connections with the sect from that moment onwards. As for his life and death outside the sect, no one cared about that.

A deacon grabbed Luo Mingyang before heading to the sect's entrance. He was directly thrown down the mountain, and a few wild dogs came to drag his body away.

Elder Tian Xing nodded kindly towards Liu Wuxie, thanking him for retaining the sect's reputation.

If the outside world inquired, they could say Luo Mingyang exposed his abyssal race's cultivation technique during the outer sect's competition and was subdued by Liu Wuxie. Elder Tian Xing expelled him from the sect, with his status unknown.

This made Elder Tian Xing see him in a new light to have thought out so much in such a short time. After all, another person in Liu Wuxie's position would've killed Luo Mingyang without much consideration.

With that, Liu Wuxie was the first to advance to the semifinals, entering the top four. It was unprecedented for a new disciple to come this far, and he could be considered a genius. After all, new disciples had only made it to the top hundred at best in the Heavenly Treasure Pavilion's history.

"How did he become the top four with his cultivation in the True Core Realm?" It would be fine if Liu Wuxie were in the Heavenly Dipper Realm because everyone could accept it. But over a dozen disciples in the Heavenly Dipper Realm were eliminated, and Liu Wuxie could even defeat someone in the fourth level, which was beyond everyone's expectations.

After Shao Wendong defeated Zhao Yi, he was the second to return to the resting area. When Liu Wuxie and Shao Wendong locked eyes, a fierce determination was evident in both gazes.

There was an irreconcilable feud between the two after Liu Wuxie had rejected Shao Wendong’s offer the previous day.

A thunderous rumble came from the arena, and Chen Lin launched her strongest attack to defeat Dong Yan, the third to finish her fight.

Only Wen Haoran and He Lan were still fighting. The battle to determine the winner was prolonged as they were evenly matched in strength.

When Chen Lin returned to her resting area, she nodded at Liu Wuxie and Shao Wendong as a greeting.

The last battle was ferocious. Liu Wuxie followed them with Ghost Eye, observing their every movement because the winner would likely be his next opponent.

Wen Haoran performed the Hurricane Sword Art, which was stronger than the Divine Spirit Sword and Seven Sword Art.

The Divine Spirit Sword, Seven Sword Art, and Yin-Yang Judgement Brush were considered quasi-heaven-grade martial techniques, but their power varied depending on the person using them.

Duan Hong needed to grasp the true profundities of the Divine Spirit Sword, while Yun Lan's cultivation needed to be higher to display the Seven Sword Art's full power.

On the contrary, Wen Haoran was in the fifth-level Heavenly Dipper Realm, which made it tough for He Lan to get close when performing the Hurricane Sword Art.

The two would be severely injured if they fought to the death because no one would risk their lives after coming this far. However, they would already receive a considerable amount of points after entering the top ten.

Eventually, Wen Haoran won, as expected, and the top four were decided. Next were the semifinals, where the victors would fight to determine the champion, while the other two would fight for third place.

"Rest for an hour before proceeding to the last two rounds!" The participants were allowed to rest for an hour to recover their true essence. This was because all four had exhausted their true essence in the earlier fight, especially Wen Haoran, who had exhausted his true essence the most.

It was already afternoon, and more people gathered among the spectators, wanting to know who would become the champion.

"Who's that kid, and how did he make it into the top four?" Many people came in the afternoon, and they were mostly inner disciples.

Their attention was on Liu Wuxie, mainly because he stood out the most with cultivation in the True Core Realm while the others were in the Heavenly Dipper Realm.

"Isn't the quality of this year's competition too low for someone in the True Core Realm to make it into the top four?" Many inner disciples who arrived later showed disdain when they saw Liu Wuxie. After all, the outer sect's competition they had participated in was brutal, and it was unheard of for someone in the True Core Realm to make it this far.

"Bullshit! He even defeated someone in the fourth level of the Heavenly Dipper Realm. This year's competition is more brutal and exciting than ever!" The inner disciples who had arrived earlier recounted the battles from the past few days, shocking all the latecomers.

"What? Did someone in the True Core Realm defeat someone in the fourth-level Heavenly Dipper Realm? Are you sure you're not kidding me?" The newly arrived inner disciples were stunned and struggled to accept this unbelievable feat.

"What bullshit!" Various voices came from the surroundings; there were doubts, confusion, and jealousy.

An hour passed in the blink of an eye as fighting spirits erupted from the four participants when they opened their eyes.

A deacon took out a bamboo tube again with four bamboo slips inside. The deacon placed the bamboo tube before everyone, saying, "There is only yellow and white inside. Those who draw the same color will fight each other, and it depends on your luck now."

"Senior Sister Chen Lin, you must draw Wen Haoran or Liu Wuxie. Don’t draw Shao Wendong!” The Earth Force Peak's disciples gathered to pray. If Chen Lin skipped Shao Wendong for this round, defeating Wen Haoran would be easy. This also meant the final battle for the championship would be determined between her and Shao Wendong.

Despite coming this far, everyone still didn't believe Liu Wuxie could win the championship. They all thought he had reached his limit after coming this far.

According to everyone's logic, Shao Wendong and Chen Lin were bound to take first and second places, respectively, with Wen Haoran ranking third and Liu Wuxie fourth.

The Profound Inscription Peak's disciples also prayed, hoping Wen Haoran would pick Liu Wuxie and avoid Chen Lin and Shao Wendong. This meant that even if Wen Haoran lost, he would be able to secure second place.

No one prayed for Liu Wuxie except Bai Lin and others. They already felt proud Liu Wuxie could come this far, and they didn't expect him to go any further because it was a victory for him if he could survive till the end.

The four participants reached out to draw a bamboo slip. Everyone was nervous when they did so because this year's rewards were too rich.

The rewards were so generous that even inner disciples were jealous, wishing they could participate in this competition. They weren't too concerned about spirit stones and points but the entry to the Celestial Spirit Cave.

Looking at the color of the bamboo slips and the other three, a smile rose on Liu Wuxie's lips because luck was crucial. As for whether there was any cheating involved, only the heavens knew.

They picked the bamboo slips, and there was no possibility of cheating.

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