Desolate Devouring Art

No one knew where the other shore led. All good karma would cross to the other shore, attaining the immeasurable merits of Buddhas, gaining wisdom and holiness beyond imagination. That was the other shore.

Life and death were considered this shore, and nirvana was the other shore. This, too, was another shore—crossing to it meant rebirth.

The loulan race drew closer, but Liu Wuxie had yet to finish inscribing the last soul rune. The other shore signified both death and rebirth. Even Liu Wuxie didn't know whether inscribing the final soul rune would lead to life or death.

Xiao Yuesheng's group of three didn't rush him. They knew that there had to be a reason why Liu Wuxie had chosen to pause.

Closing his eyes, Liu Wuxie focused his senses, and the Bridge of Void flickered in and out of existence, as though it had vanished into the universe itself.

Meanwhile, the battle finally reached its climax.

Luan Xiuwen and the others suffered immense losses in the face of the loulan race's fierce attacks.

"Liu Wuxie, what are you still waiting for?!" Luan Xiuwen roared, urging Liu Wuxie to finish inscribing the last soul rune, as they were on the brink of collapse.

The loulan race was overwhelmingly powerful. They had more than a dozen Earth Immortals, putting the humans in dire peril.

"Everyone, get ready! Once the teleportation is activated, we'll head out to kill Liu Wuxie," Elder Shi instructed the Grand Unity Sect disciples who hadn't sworn oaths. Though they had sworn not to oppose Liu Wuxie within the Celestial Immortal Star, the oath did not bind the cultivators who had escaped Tata Prison.

"Sun Xiao and the others have been maintaining a close distance to Liu Wuxie, and we won't have a chance," Elder Li said. This was a golden opportunity to kill Liu Wuxie. After spending the past few days with him, they already knew how formidable he was.

If they allowed such a prodigy to grow, he would eventually become a nightmare for the Grand Unity Sect. They had to eliminate him now.