Desolate Devouring Art

Chapter 522 - Eradicating the Teng Clan

He wouldn\'t feel heartache even if they died because the Teng Clan could recruit more people.

The deacons were unwilling but dared not defy the patriarch\'s authority, so they advanced on Liu Wuxie with their weapons.

"Attack!" The Teng Clan\'s Grand Elder gave the order, and fifty people charged toward Liu Wuxie, each possessing cultivation in the Heavenly Phase Realm. This was the main force of the Teng Clan.

A powerful wave of energy lifted the rocks from the ground, forming a storm that surged toward Liu Wuxie.

"Die!" Liu Wuxie stood still and raised the Heretic Blade, slicing it horizontally, severing the storm into two from the middle.

Shortly after, blood splattered around as the fifty-odd people were severed from their waists, dead. Pei Kun looked down at his severed body in disbelief. He couldn\'t believe so many of them couldn\'t even take a strike from Liu Wuxie.

Those who witnessed the scene recoiled, a chill creeping down their spines.

"What terrifying strength!" Everyone was shocked by the strength Liu Wuxie had displayed.

"This is too brutal!" The ground was piled with corpses, and the Teng Clan had lost close to two hundred people, with a pungent stench of blood filling the Teng Clan\'s mansion.

With so many experts assembled, even the He Clan\'s patriarch had arrived. Yet he refrained from intervening, knowing that the He Clan could rise to become the dominant force in Azure Mountain City if the Teng Clan were eliminated.

Looking at the corpses that littered the ground, Teng Wanqiu took a deep breath because even he couldn\'t have killed so many people. Teng Clan\'s remaining disciples weren\'t weak, with many in the Marrow Cleansing Realm. This frightened the Teng Clan\'s disciples into retreating to a corner.

"Your turn next!" Liu Wuxie declared, leveling the Heretic Blade at Teng Wanqiu. Having reached the fifth level of the Heavenly Phase Realm, his strength had surged, giving him the confidence to face a first-level Astral River Realm opponent without relying on the Earth Binding Chains.

"Liu Wuxie, I\'ll grind your bones to dust!" Teng Wanqiu roared, and he charged at Liu Wuxie. The powerful aura that he gave off destroyed all the corpses on the ground with a colossal palm. Teng Wanqiu\'s rage had reached a limit.

He couldn\'t compete with the Sky Yin Ancestor in strength and was inferior in his true essence\'s purity.

Liu Wuxie stood in place with a cold smirk hanging on his lips, pointing his blade at the sky.

When the distance between Teng Wanqiu and Liu Wuxie shrank, the latter swung the Heretic Blade down.

A rift appeared in the sky caused by Liu Wuxie\'s blade. He unleashed a powerful blade aura that ripped through space and appeared before Teng Wanqiu.

Teng Wanqiu shuddered, and his movements became slow. Liu Wuxie ripped the descending colossal palm, which turned into a torrent of energy that surged to the sky.

Ordinary people standing on the walls were thrown into disarray and tumbled in chaos. The impact even caused the Teng Clan\'s walls to collapse.

A solemn expression appeared on Teng Wanqiu\'s face when he sensed the power of Liu Wuxie\'s blade. He retrieved a longsword from his interspatial ring and swung it down.

The two forces clashed mid-air, creating an even more powerful shockwave that affected all the surrounding buildings.

Teng Zijun was lying on his bed with a woman when the buildings collapsed in clusters. Upon sensing the commotion, he swiftly put on his clothes and emerged, but his house was reduced to ashes before he could figure out what was happening.

Energy waves rumbled out, and Teng Wanqiu\'s longsword nearly flew out from his hand. He swiftly retreated and landed in the distance like a tidal wave had struck him. His chest felt tight, and his breathing became heavy.

On the contrary, Liu Wuxie only took three steps back and showed no signs of strain. Teng Wanqiu frowned, feeling an oppressive weight emanating from this seemingly unremarkable youth.

"How is this possible? How can someone in the Heavenly Phase Realm possibly block the attack of someone in the Astral River Realm?" Those in the surroundings watched with disbelief. They believed that it was no different from a suicidal mission for Liu Wuxie to charge into the Teng Clan alone.

However, it seemed they were mistaken; Liu Wuxie\'s strength was beyond what appeared on the surface.

"As expected of the Heavenly Treasure Pavilion\'s disciple—truly outstanding!" Many people attribute Liu Wuxie\'s strength to his status as a Heavenly Treasure Pavilion\'s disciple.

To these ordinary people, the Heavenly Treasure Pavilion was an unattainable existence; joining it was many people\'s lifelong dream. This was like how cultivators from the mundane world fought and longed to enter the cultivation world.

"Y-You withstood my attack?!" Teng Wanqiu\'s face was covered with shock. Liu Wuxie had smashed apart his confidence.

"Eat my blade!" Liu Wuxie was done talking and wanted to end this quickly. He planned to kill Teng Wanqiu before the Teng Clan\'s ancestor arrived. It was already his limit to face one opponent in the Astral River Realm, and it would become exceedingly difficult for him to face two.

This time, his attack was even more powerful because he planned on using the Fatality Blade Art to suppress Teng Wanqiu before using Soul Spear and Frost Finger to end his life.

He struck first, wanting to avoid giving Teng Wanqiu the chance to act. He shot forward like a comet, and his speed was almost invisible to the naked eye.

By the time everyone came to their senses, Liu Wuxie had already appeared before Teng Wanqiu.

"What speed!" The He Clan\'s patriarch exclaimed. He was also in the Astral River Realm but inferior to Liu Wuxie in speed.

It would become useless in martial techniques when your opponent\'s speed exceeded yours. Once speed was pushed to a specific limit, one would become unbeatable.

Teng Wanqiu couldn\'t react quickly and could only raise his blade to block the incoming attack.

The clash produced a loud collision, and the true essence released by Liu Wuxie had far exceeded the Astral River Realm. This time, Teng Wanqiu was sent flying and drew an arc in the air. Before he could react, Liu Wuxie\'s second strike was already upon him.

This was a one-sided battle, with Liu Wuxie suppressing Teng Wanqiu, and the shockwave they released swept out to tens of thousands of meters. Liu Wuxie\'s blade reached Teng Wanqiu whenever he tried to launch a counterattack.

This forced Teng Wanqiu into a defensive position, making it increasingly difficult for him to launch any effective counterattacks. He was left to be led around by Liu Wuxie, completely on the back foot.

Most importantly, Liu Wuxie\'s blade technique was bizarre and unpredictable, making it nearly impossible to defend against.

Teng Wanqiu had reached the Astral River Realm by relying on pills. Thus, he could not compete with a prodigy like Liu Wuxie, not to mention his cultivation and martial techniques were lacking.

With no other options, Teng Wanqiu raised his sword to block Liu Wuxie\'s incoming attack. The impact felt like a hammer slamming against his arm, causing him to gasp in pain as blood began to seep from his palm. The Heretic Blade, comparable to a monarch artifact, easily shattered his inferior spiritual treasure, leaving fragments raining down from the sky.

The strike from Liu Wuxie contained the power of five elements. In addition to the power of Suppression Steles, Liu Wuxie could kill cultivators in the pinnacle Heavenly Phase Realm even without using his true essence.

Teng Wanqiu quickly retreated after he lost his sword, but Liu Wuxie took this opportunity to advance.

"Frost Finger!" Liu Wuxie tapped out with his left hand, catching Teng Wanqiu off guard with his mastery of a dao technique. In an instant, Teng Wanqiu\'s legs were encased in ice.

Before Teng Wanqiu could break free from the ice, the Soul Spear appeared without any trace. Everything was perfectly calculated, and Liu Wuxie\'s control over this battle was flawless. Every detail and change of the battle was in his grasp.

A scream echoed in Azure Mountain City as Teng Wanqiu\'s body began to distort due to the heavy blow in his soul sea. When he lost consciousness, Liu Wuxie appeared before him and swung his blade down.

"No!" Teng Zijun had rushed out and witnessed how Liu Wuxie decapitated his father. His father, the Teng Clan\'s patriarch and a dignified expert in the Astral River Realm, was killed.

Blood rained from the sky, and Liu Wuxie summoned the Sky Devouring Divine Cauldron to devour Teng Wanqiu\'s energy. The battle ended in the span of a few minutes.

The He Clan\'s patriarch stood in the distance, looking dumbfounded. He was still considering helping but quickly retreated in fear of this scene.

"He\'s too strong! He killed the Teng Clan\'s patriarch!" The small clan\'s patriarchs and merchants, who had rushed over, couldn\'t accept Teng Wanqiu\'s death even after witnessing him being killed.

First, the Jian Clan was destroyed, and now, Teng Wanqiu had been killed. This was all related to Liu Wuxie.

"Azure Mountain City\'s layout is going to change!" Many people sensed the danger because the fall of the Teng Clan would give space for another prominent clan.

Apart from the Teng and He Clans, Azure Mountain City had many smaller clans biding their time. Once the Teng Clan was destroyed, they would surely raise their flags to occupy its territories and divide its resources.

"Liu Wuxie, you killed my father?!" Teng Zijun charged at Liu Wuxie with a sword like a madman.

"This is all because of you. If not for you, the Teng Clan wouldn’t have experienced this disaster today!"Liu Wuxie spoke flatly, his finger tapping with precision, instantly transforming Teng Zijun into an ice sculpture.

Teng Zijun was thoroughly dead, and this scared the other Teng Clan members into freezing on the spot as they were too terrified to move. They were afraid Liu Wuxie might kill them next.

The Teng Clan had lost their main forces and higher-ups to Liu Wuxie; the remaining were garbage.

When Teng Wanqiu was killed, a powerful aura swept out from the depths of the Teng Clan—the Teng Clan\'s ancestor had been alarmed.

Liu Wuxie became cautious because the Teng Clan had survived for many years thanks to this ancestor\'s support.

"Who killed my grandson?!" The voice was terrifying as a grey figure shot out from the depths of the Teng Clan.