Chapter 1527 - Spirit Martial Astral Domain
Cracks spiderwebbed across the Divine Son's body, spreading faster by the breath. Even if Liu Wuxie killed him, Liu Wuxie never intended to refine the Divine Son because he sensed something from him that he couldn't quite put into words.
Back at the Myriad Race Ceremony, the Divine Son had agreed to a one-year pact with him. If Liu Wuxie refined him today, what would he be? As a man, he knew exactly what he should do and what he shouldn't.
The Divine Son was not human, but he still stood as a worthy opponent. Liu Wuxie refused to kick him while he was down and refused to take advantage of his weakness, especially when the Divine Son had possessed a chance to kill him back during the Myriad Race Ceremony.
Liu Wuxie wanted to stop, yet he had already gone too far, because the Divine Eternal Fist had grown too powerful. It carried a hint of immortal art, and even he had lost control of it now. He could only watch the Divine Eternal Fist fall.
The barrier around them exploded again, turning into invisible shockwaves that swept outward and raged across the ground. Not many Earth Immortals remained nearby, because they had already retreated to a thousand miles away.
On the leaf-shaped warship, the divinekin maintained their composure as they muttered under their breath. The Divine Son's arm detonated first, dissolving into a cluster of divine energy as it vanished from the world, and his legs, torso, and head followed in sequence. His entire being disappeared in the blink of an eye.
Liu Wuxie withdrew the Ancestral Tree, and a trace of pity flickered in his eyes. If he hadn't used the Divine Eternal Fist, the Path of Samsara would have killed him. This fight had always been a battle of life and death, and only one of them could walk away.
After killing the Divine Son, sorrow touched Liu Wuxie's face instead of joy. He understood that if he had died instead, the Divine Son would have felt the same, because prodigies like them understood each other too well.
"Thank you!" a voice echoed in Liu Wuxie's ear, and it belonged to the Divine Son. When the Path of Samsara shattered, the Divine Son finally comprehended the profundity of samsara.
As Liu Wuxie looked at it again, he realized the Divine Son had chosen death on purpose so he could enter reincarnation.
The corner of Liu Wuxie's lips lifted slightly as the sorrow in his heart faded, replaced by a faint anticipation of the Divine Son's return. With that, the battle ended, and the leaf-shaped warship slowly withdrew; the divine race aboard it didn't trouble Liu Wuxie.
This battle would inevitably spread across the entire astral domain.