Essence Devouring Art

RUMBLE—

Forces from all four directions struck at once.

Lights of slaughter in every color flashed at a blinding frequency, blurring and shattering the entire hunting ground. A vast expanse of the Star Ruins spanning tens of millions of li trembled, on the verge of collapse.

At the heart of the onslaught, the Yong Bird once again folded its wings, transforming into a crimson star. Its Life Domain formed a circular shield of fire, and with it, the creature managed to withstand the volley of killing blows from all sides.

"Don’t give it a chance to breathe!"

Lie Huang’s voice boomed like thunder. He was like a Yang God slaughter demon descended to the mortal world, a rumbling, rotating Fourth Layer Holy Spirit Starry Sky on his back. He engaged in god-like melee, his Divine Fists as large as stars and immeasurably heavy, relentlessly hammering the Yong Bird’s Red Fire Divine Shield.

Although this Desolate God was not one of the Mountain and Sea Nobles...

...it was an adult Overlord with the combat power of an Eight Steps Level King Grade Dharma Aspect.

It could withstand a united assault from the Three Great Seventh Steps and nearly a hundred other Human Race Dharma Strongmen, a testament to its terrifying power.

Against such prey, one had to press any advantage relentlessly, crushing it until it couldn’t breathe.

Otherwise, if it were allowed to recover, the final victor would be anyone’s guess.

The other factions naturally understood this principle.

Talismans, Killing Arrays, Imperial Artifacts, Starship Celestial Cannons...

Aside from their ultimate trump cards, they unleashed every means at their disposal.

All kinds of destructive killing lights frantically bombarded the Yong Bird, pressing it into a purely defensive stance, unable to even lift its head.

Deep within the ceaselessly shaking continent, Wu Dao watched the besieged Yong Bird, his expression unchanging.

In the Dharma Realm, every step was a world apart.

This was especially true for a Desolate Divine Seed, a being born with the foundation of a Sacred Spirit that had accumulated hundreds, if not thousands, of times more years of cultivation than a human before finally entering the Dharma Realm.

The depth of its foundation was something no ordinary Human Race cultivator could match. Only a prodigy at the Emperor’s Son Level possessed the foundation to fight a Desolate Divine Seed of the same realm.

Below Emperor Grade, even with overwhelming numbers, hoping to win without paying a heavy price was nothing but a fool’s dream in the face of such a disparity in power.

’Just as I thought...’

After withstanding a round of frenzied bombardment, endless crimson divine light erupted from the Yong Bird’s four eyes. Its ancient, Primordial Chaos Life Magnetic Field surged in power, and it spoke in human tongue, its voice chilling to the bone:

"Insolent insects! I would have spared you, but you insist on seeking your own demise!!"

The language was not of the current era; it was arcane.

It was an ancient tongue from before the languages and scripts of the All Heavens were unified, one that only Dharma Phase Practitioners could comprehend on the level of their Divine Soul.

To other beings, such as the Divine Power Spectators in Lost Star City, the words were like an indecipherable celestial incantation; they had no idea what the Yong Bird was saying.

But even if they couldn’t understand, they could feel the terrifying, world-scorching fury surging and blazing within the Yong Bird’s body from across space and time.

BOOM!!

An endless explosion of light and heat erupted.

The violently incandescent crimson light, like ten thousand divine suns detonating at once, flashed across millions of li of spacetime. Its intensity had risen to a whole new level, and its killing power was utterly terrifying.

"PTHOO!"

The sound of someone violently spitting blood rang out.

Caught off guard, Lie Huang, who was fighting in close quarters, suffered a major blow.

His arm and fist, once as mighty as a Heaven Pillar Divine Mountain, dissolved and exploded. He shattered the ground as he staggered backward, and his Fourth Layer Body Image, the Holy Spirit Starry Sky, lost its color and began to shake violently.

"Corrupt!"

The Qianzai Alliance Leader’s fighting style was no different from close combat. The moment the crimson heat-light flashed, his gaze hardened, and he uttered a single word.

His killing blade spewed endless filth and turbid energy, layer after layer of which dissolved the destructive heatwave. Still, his face flushed red and he let out a muffled grunt as he was blasted back a million li, large patches of his body charred black as if seared by a torch.

CRACK! CRACK! CRACK—

In the direction of the Vacuum Sect, countless black lotuses shattered as the destructive heatwave washed over them. The Vacuum World flickered between light and darkness, and in that instant, an unknown number of their believers perished.

"GWAAH-PTHOO!!"

The Dharma Alliance fared the worst of all.

Even united, they were the weakest faction. More than ten of their Dharma Aspects were nearly burned to cinders on the spot. They were thrown into utter disarray, their Grand Array on the brink of collapse.