Free Web NovelChapter 1753 - Murderous Fiend
The seven fighters rushed forward simultaneously, determined to prevent Liu Wuxie from succeeding. After all, every additional ally on their side increased their chances of victory.
The two true immortals who charged in moved with astonishing speed, streaking forward like twin meteors and appearing behind Liu Wuxie in the blink of an eye. Yet as fast as they were, Liu Wuxie was even faster. With Ghost Pupil activated, he had already locked onto every corner of the cage.
As the Bloodthirst Blade descended, the true immortal whom Liu Wuxie had cornered exploded before he could even react. The blade cleaved him in two, reducing him to a pair of mangled masses of flesh.
A black hole appeared out of thin air immediately afterward and swallowed every trace of the True Immortal Realm laws he possessed.
After absorbing the laws and energy, Liu Wuxie's aura surged dramatically. Although he had yet to achieve a breakthrough, his combat strength rose by a considerable margin.
Just as the two true immortals' attacks were about to strike him, Liu Wuxie vanished without warning. He had relied on the Great Spatial Mythical Art to perform a short-distance teleportation.
However, executing the Great Spatial Mythical Art in the celestial realm was far from easy because of the realm's exceptionally stable space. As a result, he could only alter the path of his movement rather than travel great distances.
The two attacks missed their target completely. Watching Liu Wuxie disappear right before their eyes, the two true immortals could only roar in frustration.
The two true immortals turned toward the five high immortals, intending to use them as bait to help eliminate Liu Wuxie. "The five of you, surround him!"
Appearing on the opposite side of the cage, Liu Wuxie shifted his gaze toward the seven fighters. Only the two true immortals placed any real pressure on him; the five high immortals barely qualified as a threat. Judging from the trend, the eighth battle would likely feature even more true immortals.
Without giving the five high immortals time to react, Liu Wuxie struck first. Using the rebound force from the iron cage, he launched himself into the air and brought the Bloodthirst Blade down from above.
This attack contained not only the power of eternity but also the power of the five elements, making his blade force even more ferocious than before. At the same time, the True Dragon bloodline flowing through his body began to churn restlessly, as though boundless power were about to burst through his meridians.
The two true immortals acted simultaneously, forming a pincer attack against Liu Wuxie.
"Attack together!"
Liu Wuxie remained calm and unshaken even while facing two true immortals. "Too slow!"
The spectators had finally begun to notice something unusual as someone exclaimed, "Did anyone notice it? The more people he kills, the stronger he becomes. He hasn't weakened at all!"
That was precisely what made Liu Wuxie so terrifying. Had anyone else been placed in his position, their immortal energy would have long since run dry. Yet Liu Wuxie defied all logic. The more fiercely he fought, the stronger he became.
The eight combatants collided in a violent clash of weapons. Under the joint suppression of two true immortals, Liu Wuxie could see no opportunity to break through.
As the night progressed into its latter half, even more cultivators flooded into the underground fight club. Most arrived wearing masks, hoping to conceal their identities.
The relentless sound of weapons crashing against the cage echoed throughout the arena, producing shrill metallic screeches that forced many spectators to cover their ears.
Liu Wuxie drifted through the battlefield like a withered leaf caught in a storm. No matter how fierce the incoming attacks became, he continued holding his ground and never fell behind in any exchange.
Meanwhile, he secretly prepared the Divine Mystic Yin Needles, causing the surrounding temperature to plummet. While his opponents relied on ordinary martial techniques, the Divine Mystic Yin Needle had already reached the level of a high-grade immortal art.
The Divine Mystic Yin Needles shot toward the two true immortals, who remained Liu Wuxie's primary targets. He had to eliminate them first. Once they were dead, the five high immortals would pose no threat whatsoever.
Liu Wuxie was concerned that the underground fight club might repeat its previous trick and send in additional fighters before this battle had concluded.
No one could see the Divine Mystic Yin Needles. They possessed no visible form whatsoever. Even Ye Linghan had failed to detect them during their earlier battle.
The Divine Mystic Yin Needles bypassed the two True Immortals' defenses as though they did not exist, sinking straight into their bodies. The moment the needles pierced them, a terrifying chill erupted and froze their internal organs. Before either true immortal could even scream, they had already become ice statues.
Immediately afterward, the Bloodthirst Blade descended from above and reaped the lives of the five high immortals in a single stroke. Another black hole emerged from the ground and devoured the remains of all seven fighters, refining them into liquid energy that poured into the desolate world.
The instant the liquid energy entered the desolate world, Liu Wuxie's cultivation continued climbing, eventually reaching the pinnacle of the second-level High Immortal Realm. If he continued devouring at this pace, breaking into the third-level High Immortal Realm would be highly likely.
The battle ended so swiftly that many people failed to react before it was already over.
The Yin-Yang Elders could only watch helplessly as Liu Wuxie's cultivation became increasingly refined.
This time, the iron gate did not open immediately, granting Liu Wuxie a brief opportunity to recover. After all, neither the Yin-Yang Elders nor anyone else had expected the battle to conclude so quickly.
When the iron gate finally opened again, eight figures appeared before Liu Wuxie. The instant they emerged, their auras surged toward him.
This time, four were true immortals, and four were quasi-true immortals. The number of true immortals had directly doubled to four.
One of the true immortals wielded an enormous hammer. Rather than lifting it, he dragged it across the ground as he advanced.
The entire underground fight club trembled violently, as though an earthquake had struck, while the hammer scraped across the floor. Judging by the disturbance it caused, the hammer weighed no less than three thousand kilograms.
The crowd instinctively retreated. "It's the Murderous Fiend!" No one had expected the long-absent Murderous Fiend to appear once more.
"It's been three years since the Murderous Fiend last showed himself. Countless fighters have died beneath his hammer, and he even possesses the ability to fight opponents above his cultivation."
The Murderous Fiend was naturally the burly man wielding the giant hammer. His body was covered in scars, particularly the massive scar stretching from his neck all the way down to his lower abdomen. It resembled a vicious serpent winding across his flesh. His upper body remained bare, revealing muscles packed with explosive power.
Among the four true immortals, the Murderous Fiend was unquestionably the most troublesome opponent.
The moment the Murderous Fiend stepped into the cage, he slammed the giant hammer heavily onto the ground, sending a powerful ripple surging outward.
The iron gate shut behind the eight fighters, signaling the beginning of another battle.
The eight fighters quickly spread apart and occupied eight separate positions around Liu Wuxie. The available battlefield gradually shrank, greatly reducing the advantage of Liu Wuxie's footwork.
Liu Wuxie swept his gaze across the battlefield before narrowing his eyes into slits. He knew that the real battle was only beginning now. Compared to this, the previous battles had merely served as warm-ups. Without question, this would be the fiercest battle he had experienced since arriving in the celestial realm.
The Bloodthirst Blade hung low in Liu Wuxie's hand. After enduring seven consecutive battles, his mastery of the Drawblade Technique had become even deeper. Within one-thousandth of a breath, he could unleash dozens of strikes.
"Kill!" the eight men roared in unison, their murderous intent gathering into a violent storm that caused Liu Wuxie's clothes to whip in the wind.
The Murderous Fiend raised his hammer and smashed it directly toward Liu Wuxie. Although the attack appeared simple, it instantly sealed every possible avenue of escape.
The three true immortals joined forces with the four quasi-true immortals. "We'll force him into the center!"
Their objective was to drive Liu Wuxie into the center so that the Murderous Fiend could crush him with the giant hammer.
How could Liu Wuxie allow such a plan to succeed? Throughout the battle, Ghost Pupil had remained locked firmly onto the Murderous Fiend.
As the giant hammer hovered in the air, it released a strange sound that sent a sharp stab of pain through Liu Wuxie's soul sea.
Liu Wuxie had not expected the Murderous Fiend's hammer to be a treasure. If he could obtain it, he would be able to use it to repair the Bloodthirst Blade.
The Heavenly Dao Book immediately blocked the strange sound and restored clarity to his soul sea. Taking a step forward, Liu Wuxie executed a bizarre footwork technique that even the Yin-Yang Elders could not follow.
Though his movements appeared chaotic and disorderly, every landing point contained profound ingenuity, allowing him to evade every incoming attack.
"This is unbelievable! It has truly opened my eyes to see him dodge in such a narrow space against the siege of eight opponents!" Many spectators began applauding, completely won over by Liu Wuxie's exquisite movement technique.
"Even if his footwork is exceptional, he has no chance against the eight of them." Several true immortals shook their heads. Even they would struggle to survive such an assault, let alone someone at the second-level High Immortal Realm.
Everything happened within a single instant. After evading the attacks once again, Liu Wuxie unleashed the Divine Mystic Yin Needle. Once these opponents died, only two battles would remain.
"What a strange and bizarre immortal art!" This time, everyone finally saw ripples forming before Liu Wuxie as a burst of ice-attributed energy shot outward.
Before anyone could comprehend what had happened, several fighters collapsed to the ground. All four Quasi-True Immortals had died, leaving the remaining four True Immortals, including the Murderous Fiend, thoroughly shocked.
The Divine Mystic Yin Needle specialized in piercing defenses, and it had never failed Liu Wuxie.
After the Divine Mystic Yin Needle exhausted all its energy, Liu Wuxie charged forward with the Bloodthirst Blade in hand.
"Die!"
Caught completely off guard, the four true immortals found themselves unable to keep pace with Liu Wuxie's rhythm. They were dignified cultivators at the True Immortal Realm, yet the battle had become incredibly frustrating because a mere high immortal was suppressing them.
With a thunderous explosion, the giant hammer descended from the sky and engulfed Liu Wuxie within its attack range.
"Relying on brute strength? Let me show you what the true art of killing looks like!" Two Liu Wuxies appeared inside the cage, both merely afterimages left behind by speed pushed to its absolute limit.
The Bloodthirst Blade then slashed diagonally through the air, unleashing a strange, immortal art. Liu Wuxie had obtained this blade technique after searching the White Demon Brothers' soul sea following their deaths, and he had perfected it throughout these battles.
Although the blade technique was not top-tier, the Heavenly Dao Book's deductions had dramatically elevated its power.
"It's the Mooncleave Blade Art!" someone in the crowd suddenly exclaimed.
Discussions immediately erupted throughout the crowd as confusion spread among the spectators. "How is that possible?! The Mooncleave Blade Art was the White Demon Brothers' signature technique! How does he know it?!"
However, the Mooncleave Blade Art unleashed by Liu Wuxie was even more powerful than the version wielded by the White Demon Brothers.
As Liu Wuxie continued devouring energy, the desolate world approached complete saturation. If he could devour the final two fighters, he would be able to attempt a breakthrough into the third-level High Immortal Realm.
Deafening rumbles echoed across the arena as the Murderous Fiend began swinging his giant hammer wildly.
Liu Wuxie did not dare to underestimate him and immediately adopted a guerrilla strategy. He knew that even with the unity with heaven and earth, suffering a direct hit from that hammer would leave him gravely injured.
His gaze settled firmly on one of the true immortals. Before dealing with the Murderous Fiend, he intended to eliminate that opponent first.
"Mooncleave!" Liu Wuxie roared. His voice echoed like the cry of a dragon, producing a piercing sound that overwhelmed the hammer's strange resonance and forced the Murderous Fiend backward.
