Wizard: My Skills Can Infinitely Break Through

The three rings of sharp teeth softened like wax and dripped away.

It raised its foreclaws to cover its face, but the moment the claws touched, they melted as well.

The tentacles on the back of the bear-like Corrupt Lord withered one by one.

Its turbid eyeballs burst in their sockets, spattering black liquid that evaporated before it could hit the ground.

It opened its mouth to roar, but only a wheezing sound of escaping air came from its throat.

The tumors on the mountain-of-flesh Corrupt Lord’s body festered and rotted away in large patches.

The chunks of flesh that had just been squirming peeled off layer by layer as if doused in concentrated sulfuric acid, emitting white smoke.

One layer peeled off to reveal another, but the newly exposed layer immediately began to fester as well.

"AARGH..."

Their bodies twisted and trembled unceasingly, the immense pain causing them to struggle even more violently.

’Pointless struggles.’

The Gravity Field pinned them in place, while the Purification Starlight dissolved their bodies inch by inch.

They were turned directly into black Ashes, which were then gathered and compressed by the Gravity Field.

In just three breaths.

Three Corrupt Lords, each with power equivalent to the Late Stage, were reduced to three black beads the size of a fingernail.

The beads hovered in midair, their surfaces flickering with a dim, purple light.

But after a few flickers, the light died out completely.

Li Xing raised his hand, and the three beads floated before him.

He glanced at them, and the beads instantly crumbled to dust.

He continued flying north.

Behind him, the powder scattered into the dim sky, leaving nothing behind.

He flew for another ten-odd minutes.

Four massive silhouettes appeared in the fog ahead—four more Corrupt Lords.

They had varied forms: some resembled giant reptiles, others were twisted humanoids, and some had no discernible original shape at all.

Li Xing didn’t stop. His Gravity Orbit expanded.

The four lords were immobilized three hundred zhang away, and the Purification Orbit lit up.

Four piercing shrieks rang out almost simultaneously, then vanished just as quickly.

Four clouds of Ashes, four beads silently crumbling.

Li Xing’s expression remained calm as he continued forward.

’I didn’t expect... so many Lords to be hiding here.’

Killing intent blazed in his eyes. He decided to purify every Corrupt Lord within this place.

He immediately changed direction and began flying in a circular pattern.

Fifteen minutes later, he found three more. Thirty minutes after that, two more...

He swept back and forth like a comb, his Starlight Perception active the entire time.

He found the last two before him—a pair of lords resting, huddled together.

They were curled up at the foot of a small hill like wild beasts, nestled against each other.

As Li Xing approached, one of them startled awake. It had just raised its head when the Purification Starlight shone upon it.

Its shriek woke the other one.

That lord opened its eyes and saw its companion’s body dissolving. Terror flashed in its pupils.

It tried to flee, but the Gravity Field had already pinned it to the ground.

It could only watch helplessly as its own body turned to Ashes, inch by inch.

Li Xing flew over them without a downward glance.

The Ashes scattered.

From the moment he entered the gray clouds until now, Li Xing had been flying for a full four hours.

He had encountered six waves of aggressors, a total of twenty-four Corrupt Lords.

Not one had managed to get within fifty zhang of him. Not one had forced him to stop for more than ten breaths.

Not a single drop of filthy blood had stained his clothes.

’Warm-up’s over... Time to get to the real business.’

Ahead, the gray fog grew thicker.

Through the mist, he could faintly make out the silhouette of a colossal mountain.

Even from a hundred li away, he could feel its oppressive presence, vast enough to blot out the sky.

The mountain was not the color of normal rock, but a dark purple suffused with black, like a gigantic, rotting mountain of flesh.

Li Xing’s Starlight Perception swept over it, revealing that the mountain’s surface was covered in massive holes.

’Why does it look a bit like a honeycomb?’

On the mountainside ahead, something was slowly writhing inside each hole, extending small Tentacles.

At the foot of the mountain, a dark purple liquid pooled into a river that snaked into the distance.

Halfway up the mountain was a massive fissure, and its two sides were inlaid with countless skeletons.

Human skeletons.

They had been embedded alive into the mountainside, their hands, feet, and skulls jutting out from the fissure’s edge.

The mountaintop had been flattened, and on it stood a palace—a palace cast from flesh and blood.

Li Xing landed at the foot of the mountain. His eyes grew dark as he gazed at the countless corpses.

The moment his feet touched the ground, he felt a faint vibration travel up from his soles.

It wasn’t the ground that was shaking—it was the mountain "breathing."

It was breathing slowly and heavily, like a living creature.

He looked up at the fissure. Deep within it, two points of purple light ignited.

They were the size of houses, like two purple moons.

’Are those... eyes?’

Li Xing averted his gaze and started walking toward the summit.

The path underfoot was made of dark purple Stone Slabs, which were carved with twisted patterns.

Those patterns were squirming slowly, like living blood vessels.

When Li Xing’s boots stepped on them, the patterns recoiled violently, as if scalded.

He lifted his foot and stomped down lightly. Countless "blood vessels" writhed violently and began to rapidly contract, fleeing from him.

Soon, he reached the summit.

The palace gates stood wide open.

The gates were pieced together from white bones, each bone from a different creature.

There were human leg bones, ribs from giant beasts, and twisted skeletons whose original forms were completely unrecognizable.

A dark purple light shone from between the gates.

’Hmph! All for show.’

With a calm expression, Li Xing stepped through the gateway.

Inside was a massive corridor, lined on both sides with countless pillars of flesh and blood.

Sealed within each pillar was a person... a living person.

Their bodies were embedded in the pillars, with only their heads and hands exposed. Their mouths were open, but they couldn’t make a sound. Only their eyes could still move.

The instant they saw Li Xing, countless pairs of eyes lit up simultaneously, shining with the light of hope.

Li Xing sighed inwardly as he walked down the center of the corridor.

He didn’t look to either side. ’These people... they’re beyond saving.’

At the end of the corridor was a second gate, already open.

The main hall beyond the gate was extremely wide, like a public square.

The ceiling was so high it was invisible, disappearing into the darkness above.

A viscous, dark purple liquid flowed down the four walls. Tumors shaped like human faces would occasionally bulge from the liquid, only to burst and spatter more of it.

The air was filled with a rotten stench ten times stronger than outside.

In the center of the main hall was a throne piled high with skeletons.

On the throne sat a figure two hundred zhang tall.

Just by sitting there, its head was already high in the darkness, out of sight.

Its entire body was covered in dark purple Scale Armor. Each scale was the size of a millstone, its edges as sharp as knives.

Thirteen thick Tentacles trailed from its back, each a hundred zhang long, hanging limply on the ground like thirteen piles of rotting flesh.

At the end of each Tentacle was a huge eye.

Each one was the size of a house, its turbid pupil slowly turning to look at the tiny figure by the entrance.

At that moment, the figure on the throne seemed to lower its head.

In the darkness, two spheres of purple light ignited.

The thirteen Tentacles also rose at the same time, the eyes at their tips all turning toward Li Xing.

"Oh? A little Insect has found its way in."

A low rumble emanated from deep within the darkness, causing the entire palace to tremble.

The surrounding pillars of flesh hummed, and the faces within them contorted in pain.

"But... a mere Initial Stage of True Form... you dare come here to die?"

Li Xing raised his head, his gaze meeting the vertical purple pupils in the darkness.

The killing intent in his heart began to boil, but his eyes remained calm.

"So you’re the head of the corruption, the cancer of this world?"

Facing the colossal Corrupt Monarch, he looked as if he were gazing at a Stone, a pool of stagnant water.

A pile of trash about to be cleaned up.

"Haha... Cancer? No... this is a gift from the Abyss."

The Corrupt Monarch laughed wildly as its body slowly rose to its feet.

A gale swept through the hall, the Earth began to tremble, and the faces in the pillars were shattered one by one by the vibrations.

The corners of Li Xing’s mouth curled up slightly as his figure also began to slowly ascend.

’The Abyss, is it? My main body has dealt with it countless times. The Abyss is the last thing I fear.’

"This world... has become defiled."

"It needs Purification."

The moment Li Xing’s voice fell, three rings of Star Orbits unfurled behind him.

Silvery light illuminated the entire main hall.

The moment the light touched the dark purple liquid flowing down the walls, it let out a sizzling sound and emitted black smoke.

The faces within the pillars of flesh showed expressions of release.

The Corrupt Monarch’s eyes narrowed slightly.

Its thirteen Tentacles tensed simultaneously, the pupils in the eyes at their tips contracting to the size of a pinprick.

"Very good. I look forward to seeing... what your blood tastes like."

"Come!"