Desolate Devouring Art

Chapter 1262 - Heavenly Silk Ant



Liu Wuxie had no other options. His soul energy couldn't compare to that of an Earth Immortal Realm expert, and he couldn't force his way in.

The woman heard everything outside. She had merely sealed her soul sea from the outside world and couldn't control her body.

"Brat, what are you trying to do?" the black figure snapped at last. Opening one's soul sea to another would hasten the witchcraft insect's corrosion of the primordial spirit. At that point, even an immortal would be helpless.

"Since you asked me for help, follow my instructions. I don't care who you are or how high your cultivation stands. I'm the doctor here, so follow my decision," Liu Wuxie said, turning with razor-sharp eyes while emanating the bearing of a descending Immortal Emperor.

A sovereign aura swept out and blanketed the lesser realm, startling many ancient beings to look over.

The pressure emanating from Liu Wuxie stunned the black figure, and he dared not take a step forward. Even he felt dread under that aura and could not fathom how a youth could radiate something like it.

"If anything happens to my wife, I'll kill everyone around you," he growled, fists clenched. Humiliation and fury warped the air; space itself buckled. With a single thought, he could have killed Liu Wuxie a hundred times over.

"What a joke. Even without my help, your wife won't live more than a month. If you want to save her, stop posturing and help," Liu Wuxie sneered. Unless desperation drove him, why would a Quasi–Heaven Gaze Realm expert trust someone in the Origin Conversion Realm? He had tried everything; even the sect master was at a loss. This was his last resort.

The witchcraft insect had tormented his wife for over a thousand years. Ten-thousand-year peachwood and garlic-woven clothes had held it at bay, but the insect had adapted, and the suppression waned. She had one month left.

Liu Wuxie's words left him speechless, especially the blunt command to come to his aid. Who dared talk like that to a Quasi–Heaven Gaze Realm expert? Yet today someone did, to his face, without giving him any face at all.

He drew a deep breath and pressed his murderous intent down. At last, he loosened his fists and stepped to the bed, stroking the woman's forehead.

"Xiu, I've brought someone to look at your condition. Relax your soul sea. I won't let you die, and even if you do, I will accompany you," he said, tears brimming in the eyes of a Quasi–Heaven Gaze Realm expert. Humans had emotions, and even immortals could feel them.

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