Chapter 1277 - Fifth-Level Origin Conversion Realm
Just when Liu Wuxie was about to fall into the lake, a terrifying chill swept from him in all directions and instantly froze the surface. He cast the Great Frost Mythical Art at the critical moment.
The fact that he unleashed two mythical arts in a row left everyone dumbfounded. Only those at the Primal Origin Realm could comprehend mythical arts, yet his performance showed high mastery of both.
The Primal Origin Realm cultivators attacking him weren't weak, and they reacted immediately. They summoned their artifacts and hurled out various mythical arts to seal off his escape route.
"You won't be able to escape even if you have three heads and six arms! Hand over the Scarlet Firmament Stone!" Li Dayuan roared, and he amplified his attack tenfold. He naturally wouldn't give up now that Liu Wuxie held the Scarlet Firmament Stone.
The frozen lake lasted only a brief moment as poison essence surged up and instantly dissolved the Great Frost Mythical Art. Liu Wuxie seized the opening and launched himself toward the sky, transforming into a golden divine dragon.
Meanwhile, the demon clan and the abyssal race grew restless; they had also come for the Scarlet Firmament Stone. The undead and the members of the faceless clan hovered in the air, waiting for a chance to launch a sneak attack on Liu Wuxie. Only the elven race stood quietly in the distance.
They had always stayed out of worldly affairs and lived on their home planet, and they partook in the Myriad Race Ceremony only to let their clansmen experience the atmosphere.
Dozens of experts closed around Liu Wuxie at once, hemming him in. His top priority was to leave the lake's surface. He gathered himself to take off, but Li Dayuan stepped in and unleashed an unmatched sword ray that displayed terrifying combat strength.
Unwilling to be outdone, the other cultivators at the eighth-level Primal Origin Realm released their mythical arts as well.
Peril mounted with each heartbeat. Liu Wuxie could die at any moment, so he unveiled every trump card—the Heaven-Severing Strike, the Nine Heavenly Dragon Forms, the Dragon-Grasping Hand, the Great Five Elemental Mythical Art, and the Great Frost Mythical Art.
Faces tightened in shock as Li Dayuan and the others watched him unleash so many attacks in just half a breath. They had no idea how he accomplished what they could not.
Loud rumbles rolled as ripples spread through the air and gathered into a terrifying gale that swept up the black lake water. Several cultivators at the low levels of the Primal Origin Realm failed to dodge in time, and they screamed as the water engulfed them, transforming them into bare bones in no time.