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Desolate Devouring Art - Chapter 35

Published at 31st of May 2024 07:21:21 AM


Chapter 35: Phoenix Roost Gorge

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Chapter 35 - Phoenix Roost Gorge

Liu Wuxie spent the night hunting demonic beasts, killing ten at the pinnacle of the first grade and twenty in the first-grade eighth level. Second-grade demonic beasts only appeared deep in the Sunset Mountain Range, and the beast cores he obtained were all converted into the mysterious liquid. The true essence in his dantian was also growing slowly.

As the sun rose in the east, a new day came, and Liu Wuxie stood up before rushing towards the canyon. nove(l)bi(n.)com

The Phoenix Roost Gorge, nestled between towering mountains with sheer cliffs as smooth as glass, was an insurmountable obstacle for most. Only the bravest and most skilled climbers could hope to scale its heights.

At the base of the canyon lay a stone path wide enough for five horses to pass abreast, a vital thoroughfare for the Xu Clan’s transportation team.

The crunch of wheels on stone echoed through the gorge as the team made their slow progress, under the watchful eye of Deacon Qi. With his seventh-level Xiantian Realm cultivation, he was charged with ensuring the safe delivery of their goods to Azure Billow City.

The stakes were high for the Xu Clan’s transportation team. They had already suffered the loss of several shipments of Iris Gold Ore, and another failure could spell the end for their weaponry workshop.

“Pull yourselves together! We’ll be safe after passing through the Phoenix Roost Gorge!” Deacon Qi roared. Just yesterday, he had received a pigeon post from the Xu Clan that they would reinforce him with an expert to ensure their safety. This was why he had dared to lead the team through treacherous Gorge. But even he didn’t know who was coming; the patriarch had been tight-lipped on the matter.

The fifteen guards drew their weapons, guarding both sides of the carriers. Failure was not an option as they transported ten carriages of Iris Gold Ores, valuing over a few million gold coins.

As they entered the Phoenix Roost Gorge an hour later, Deacon Qi ordered the carriers to maintain a safe distance from one another. Too close, and chaos could ensue; each carriage kept a gap of roughly ten meters, allowing for quick response and order in the event of an emergency. The canyon stretched for a thousand meters, and it would take the team about ten minutes to traverse it.

When they safely made it halfway through the canyon, Deacon Qi and the guards heaved a sigh of relief because this was a sign that the experts dispatched by Xu Clan had cleared up the obstacles on the road.

Just as the team began to relax, a hail of arrows rained down upon them.

“Ambush! Prepare to fight!” cried Deacon Qi. The guards sprang into action, grabbing shields from the carriages and raising them to block the deadly barrage. In moments, the ground was littered with arrows, a clear sign that their attackers were numerous.

Fifty black-clothed men dashed out from both sides of the Phoenix Roost Gorge, trapping the Xu Clan’s transportation team at the canyon's center.

“Listen up, Xu Clan!” bellowed a burly man, his aura radiating power in the Spirit Cleansing Realm. “Lay down your weapons, and we may spare your lives! Resist, and we will show no mercy!” Deacon Qi’s face paled at the sight; they had never faced an opponent of this caliber before.

“Deacon Qi, what should we do now?” The Xu Clan’s guards panicked. Deacon Qi was the strongest among them; it was up to him to decide whether they should surrender or fight.

“Not bad, recognizing us as members of the Terrabreak Army,” sneered the black-clad leader. “But do you realize that, now that you’ve seen through our disguise, you must all die?” No one could command the Terrabreak Army; if word of their involvement in Azure Billow City reached the generals, they would face severe punishment.

The words of the black-clothed leader were filled with a powerful murderous intent that enveloped the entire Phoenix Roost Gorge. The entrance and exit of the canyon were blocked, and everyone there had to die.

“Tell me, who sent you here? If you tell me, I can consider sparing your lives.” Liu Wuxie didn’t want to offend the Terrabreak Army if possible. The Terrabreak Army was the Great Yan Dynasty’s elite troops. But if they had to fight, he would have to ensure their deaths to silence them.

“Hahaha!” The black-clothed leader laughed while the Xu Clan’s guards cried inwardly.

“Young Master, please stop adding fuel to the fire and find a way to escape quickly!” pleaded Deacon Qi, tears welling up in his eyes. If Liu Wuxie hadn’t been there, the guards could have fought to the death against the Terrabreak Army. But if he were to fall, they would have no way to explain their failure to the patriarch, even if they survived.

“Escape?” Liu Wuxie was baffled, but he still felt warmth in his heart. He knew that Deacon Qi was urging him to escape for his sake. “Why should I flee when I’m here to save you?” With those words, he stood and leaped from the cliff, his hand on the hilt of his blade.

“Kill him!” The black-clothed leader ordered, and all fifty crossbows were aimed at Liu Wuxie. If Liu Wuxie were struck, he would be turned into a porcupine.

The Terrabreak Army was known for its ruthlessness and decisiveness, sweeping away threats at the borders of the Great Yan Dynasty with deadly efficiency. As they unleashed their volley, arrows filled the air, leaving Liu Wuxie no room to dodge.

“Since you seek death, I will grant your wish!” Liu Wuxie leaped down like a hawk, descending rapidly, and drew his blade at the incoming arrows. He unleashed a bizarre red curtain of aura, slicing the incoming arrows into two as they fell from the sky.

Deacon Qi closed his eyes when the black-clothed men fired their crossbows. This was because he didn’t think anyone could dodge such densely packed arrows and couldn’t bear to see Liu Wuxie turned into a porcupine.

As more arrows were destroyed, Liu Wuxie swung his blade before he landed on the ground, unleashing a suffocating aura that enveloped the entire Phoenix Roost Gorge.

“Momentous Gleam!” Liu Wuxie unleashed the strongest attack of the Blood Gleam Blade Art, which combined all seven sword forms, and his blade aura was like blood gushing to the surroundings.

“Shit!” The black-clothed leader noticed something wasn’t right because Liu Wuxie’s attack was comparable to the pinnacle of the Xiantian Realm. But how was that possible? They were told that Xu Clan’s son-in-law was a piece of trash.

The Xu Clan’s guards were equally stunned, their eyes bulging with shock. They had never imagined that the young master they had so often looked down upon could be so powerful. Those who had mocked him in the past felt a chill run down their spines.

Deacon Qi finally understood why the patriarch had not revealed who would be coming to their aid. Who would have believed that it was Liu Wuxie?

But before anyone could fully process this revelation, Liu Wuxie’s blade swept across the horizon, sending rocks and debris flying through the air.

Blood sprayed across the cliffs, painting them red like some macabre flower garden. With a single stroke of his blade, Liu Wuxie had beheaded ten of his attackers, their bodies falling to the ground amidst a sickening stench of blood.

In that moment, the cold wind that had swept through the Phoenix Roost Gorge died away, leaving an eerie silence in its wake.



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