Chapter 1323 - Massacre
Under the nether clan's control, the Black Bull Demon mustered its last shred of strength and charged at the Icebound Expanse Array. The impact boomed across the range as countless cracks webbed over the array's surface; its horns embedded in the barrier as its body collapsed to the ground, taking its last breath.
"Quick, attack the spiritual array!" The nether clan members swarmed like locusts and hurled themselves at the barrier.
The cracks multiplied rapidly, and Vanya reached her limit. A mighty nether clansman tore open a gap and stepped inside; she summoned her weapon and met him head-on.
A'Lei and A'Li dropped to the ground; they were so exhausted that they could not even lift an eyelid.
Vanya could not possibly resist thousands of nether clansmen alone and yielded ground until no path of retreat remained. The Ghost Pupil slowly closed, and the massive vortex in the sky gradually vanished.
The desolate world continued to roar. Liu Wuxie had reached the limits of the Panwu Divine Art as countless stars lit within him. The True Dragon Physique's power surged to an unbelievable height, perhaps even beyond Elder Long's True Dragon Physique.
Several nether clansmen slipped past Vanya and appeared before Liu Wuxie. Then, they attacked. From the sheer force of those blows, one strike would kill him if it landed. Just as the blades neared his head, a powerful storm erupted from him.
Space trembled and collapsed as a violent force rippled outward in a shockwave. The charging nether clansmen exploded on the spot, unable to withstand it.
The sight made the nether clan members abandon Vanya and rush at Liu Wuxie without hesitation. He was about to awaken; their greatest enemy was about to awaken. However, if they captured him alive, they could refine the Ghost Pupil inside him.
When Liu Wuxie's eyes snapped open, light blazed from them and lit the entire sixth level of the Netherworld. Boundless power gathered into a screen in the heavens as the Great Frost Mythical Art manifested.
The Great Frost Mythical Art materialized into countless ice spears that plunged into the charging nether clan members, taking their lives in an instant.
As boundless dark-attribute energy poured into the desolate world, Liu Wuxie's cultivation climbed. Even after reaching the first-level Primal Origin Realm, his true essence was still surging.