Chapter 1259 - Third-Level Origin Conversion Realm
Everyone finally understood—Liu Wuxie had laid a snare and waited for them to blunder into it.
Too many enemies lurked in the dark, all plotting to kill him. Hunting them down one by one would waste time, so Liu Wuxie devised a plan to draw them into the open and wipe them out in a single sweep.
At the very least, Sky Cloud Star and Tranquil Meteor Star wouldn't dare send more experts anytime soon. As for the Immortal Slaughter Palace, the distance would slow any response, even if it dispatched its elites at once.
"Despicable?" Liu Wuxie laughed. "You're all in the Primal Origin Realm, and I'm only in the Origin Conversion Realm. You hunt me and call me despicable? Isn't that hilarious?"
His taunt stunned the gathered experts. By their reckoning, Liu Wuxie should only be at the Transcendent Realm. Yet in just a few days, he had reached second-level Origin Conversion. His monstrous speed left them reeling.
"Run!" The experts from Sky Cloud Star and Tranquil Meteor Star turned and bolted, unwilling to remain a heartbeat longer.
Old Blindie stood at the pinnacle of the Void Realm. No number of Primal Origin cultivators could match him.
As the fugitives scattered, Old Blindie's cold snort rolled across the battlefield. "Hmph. No one escapes my hands alive."
Mercy had no purchase in him, and he wouldn't let prey slip away. His hands flashed through seals; space warped and collapsed, swallowing even distant mountains as if the world itself folded inward.
The devastation unfolded in eerie silence. This place lay close to the Heavenly Dragon Sect, and the upper echelons would sense any disturbance instantly.
Within moments, multiple divine senses swept across the area.
"Great Disintegration Mythical Art!" Old Blindie roared. He unleashed a purely offensive mythical art; raw destruction burst outward.