Chapter 1297 - Snatching the Runes
As more divinekin entered, the spatial storm grew even more ferocious, its tearing force surging from all sides. A human cultivator failed to dodge, and the maelstrom swept him away, vanishing him without a trace. A few skirted the core, but the storm caught their arms and mangled them, leaving bloody ruin at the edge.
Liu Wuxie steadied his breath, set his bizarre footwork, and inched toward the storm. He had comprehended Spatial Dao Art; space wrapped around and shifted around him, blunting the storm's harm and letting him press forward where others dared not.
"Sixth-level Origin Conversion Realm? Could it be Liu Wuxie?" someone asked, frowning. Though he disguised his face, his cultivation showed.
Only a handful dared step into the storm; most humans lingered at a safe distance, unwilling to wager their lives.
"It could be him. There aren't many at the sixth-level Origin Conversion Realm." Heads nodded in agreement. Among humans who came for the Myriad Race Ceremony, the norm was the seventh- or eighth-level Origin Conversion Realm.
"Surround him! When he comes out, capture him first—Liu Wuxie or not!" In moments, several Primal Origin Realm experts formed an encirclement, cutting off any retreat.
Liu Wuxie noticed and let a cold smirk tug at his lips. If he secured those runes, he could craft a complete profound talisman, and even a massive siege wouldn't frighten him. A powerful profound talisman could blast an ordinary Void Realm expert to death.
Inevitably, a spatial abyss opened. The whirling vortex swelled—a clear sign the space was collapsing.
"Fall back!" several humans cried. They were only dozens of meters from the runes, yet it was already too late. The abyss kept expanding.
Liu Wuxie's expression turned solemn. Even he wouldn't survive a plunge into the abyss; no one knew where it led, and he might fall for ten thousand years without reaching a bottom.
As the abyss widened, it devoured the surrounding space like a colossal drain, and the suction tugged at Liu Wuxie until his body swayed.
"ARGH!" a member of the oceanic clan screamed as the storm dragged him into darkness.