Desolate Devouring Art

Chapter 1231 - Cannibal Valley



A terrifying spear, laden with the Thunder God's will, pierced the void. Its trajectory was invisible to all but Liu Wuxie. Moments later, a flame no larger than an index finger streaked forward like a meteor, vanishing into the air before him.

"Why does my soul feel as if some strange energy has locked onto it? Do either of you feel it as well?" the middle elder asked, glancing at his companions.

"I felt it too," the other two elders replied, nodding gravely. An invisible force seemed to have locked onto their primordial spirits.

"It's a soul attack," Elder Long said, his brows furrowed. Over the years, he had witnessed the rise of many prodigies, even those who had cultivated the True Dragon Physique, yet few had impressed him.

Most practiced that physique solely to access the dragon clan's mythical arts. When he saw Liu Wuxie, however, his eyes lit up. He had been waiting too long for a youth like him.

The Soul Spear plunged into the soul sea of the man on the left. He let out a shrill scream, collapsing to the ground while clutching his head in agony. At the same time, a cluster of flame slipped into the soul sea of the man on the right before he could react.

What followed left even the heavens silent. The Soul Fire struck the man; he convulsed as flames burst from his five orifices—eyes first, then nose, mouth, and ears—engulfing his head in an instant.

The three elders behind Elder Long stumbled back as horror twisted their faces.

"F-Fire!" one of them stuttered, his voice shaking. None of them could comprehend what they had just seen. No flame they knew of behaved like that. Heavenly flames or even the True Samadhi Fire would ignite the body's surface. However, Liu Wuxie's flame erupted from within, as if he had set the man's very soul ablaze.

Elder Long's expression also hardened, and his eyes filled with both awe and fear. He recognized the truth—this was no ordinary soul technique, but an attack that directly destroyed the mind.

"ARGH!" The two men writhed on the ground, howling in unbearable torment.

When Liu Wuxie landed, even he reeled in shock. He had not expected the Spirit Clan's soul attacks to be this formidable. At that moment, he realized that he had underestimated them.

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