Desolate Devouring Art

Liu Wuxie stood in the canyon, surveying the surroundings. Even without the Ancestral Tree's warning, a terrifying surge of energy rumbled around him. If any plants had grown in the canyon, they would have thrived in such an environment.

He executed Ghost Eye, and his gaze locked onto a withered tree. When he peered into the dead trunk, he saw three large metal boxes hidden inside. He didn't hesitate—he dashed over, appeared before the tree, and tore through the trunk, revealing the three boxes within.

"Astraal crystals!" exclaimed Liu Wuxie. Those three boxes represented one thousand five hundred astral crystals. Taken outside, they would count as an astonishing fortune. Even ordinary cultivators at the Void Realm would struggle to produce that many astral crystals at once.

With a wave of his hand, Liu Wuxie sent the three boxes into his interspatial ring. The instant he collected them, five blood fiends appeared in the blink of an eye.

"You think I don't know that you people have been tailing me?" sneered Liu Wuxie. He had noticed the five blood fiends long ago and had pretended not to see them. He wouldn't have bothered with them if they hadn't provoked him. But since they dared to come after him, he intended to show them no mercy.

Once he fought, his aura would inevitably leak, and the Grand Unity Sect's experts would be able to locate him. The environment here couldn't compare to the Blood Fiend Battlefield, and it would be troublesome if the Grand Unity Sect discovered him.

The Dragon-Grasping Hand manifested and descended on the five blood fiends. None of them was weak, and their leader possessed strength comparable to the third-level Void Realm, drawn by the energy Liu Wuxie radiated; his vital essence was so abundant that even most Void Realm cultivators couldn't match it.

The five blood fiends' expressions shifted drastically. Liu Wuxie's attack instantly shredded the four weaker ones.

Liu Wuxie had to end the battle quickly. The Grand Unity Sect had likely locked onto his aura and was probably rushing over already, so he needed to finish the fight and leave this place before their experts arrived.

With a loud crack, blood rained from the sky as the four blood fiends burst apart, the energy and laws in their bodies devoured by Liu Wuxie. Terror flooded the remaining blood fiend's eyes. He clearly hadn't expected this seemingly unremarkable human to possess such terrifying strength, and his first instinct was to run, not daring to linger for another moment.

"Great Frost Mythical Art!" Liu Wuxie tapped with his finger—ice-attribute energy condensed into countless arrows that shot forth.

The blood fiend managed to flee only ten meters before countless arrows punctured his body and turned him into a sieve.