Chapter 1318 - Pressurizing Spiritual Array

The oceanic clan had hurt his friends, and they thought they could walk away? Liu Wuxie had no intention of letting them go. He cast the Great Spatial Mythical Art, sealing the surrounding space.

The Witch Wheel Blade once belonged to Di Jiang's lineage and could break through space, but the oceanic clan had no such weapon. Against the Great Spatial Mythical Art, they were at Liu Wuxie's mercy.

When the surrounding space compressed, it crushed dozens of members of the oceanic clan to death. The energy and laws in their bodies were drawn into the desolate world and were assimilated.

No one else remained nearby.

Everyone on the island had already left and entered the fifth level. Liu Wuxie was too terrifying. He had casually wiped out twenty-four divinekin, and his level of combat strength had already surpassed what ordinary pinnacle Primal Origin Realm cultivators could withstand.

The injuries A'Lei and A'Li sustained weren't serious. Liu Wuxie took out a handful of pills, crushed them, and sent the medicine directly into their bodies, helping them heal before his eyes.

Vanya had only suffered superficial wounds and was practically fine.

"Young Master Liu, where are we going next?" A'Lei asked upon recovering. The fight had left him feeling excited. It had been a long time since the giant clan experienced a battle

that

satisfying.

After all, most races wouldn't dare provoke the giant clan because of their size.

"We'll stay here for now," Liu Wuxie said, looking at A'Lei and A'Li. "From that last fight, I could tell there are major problems with how you use your strength. You're nowhere close to drawing out your full power."

The giant clan possessed terrifying physical strength, capable of crushing a mountain with a single punch. Even among the giants, A'Lei and A'Li could be considered elites. However, neither of them could truly display

that

level of destruction.

"You noticed it, too?" A'Lei asked, staring at Liu Wuxie in shock. The giant clan had clearly known about this problem for a long time.

"Our clan's cultivation method for controlling our strength was lost long ago," A'Li said with a wry smile. "All we can do now is throw our brute force around."

They had only acquired a proper cultivation technique after meeting Liu Wuxie, one that enabled them to condense even a wisp of true essence. Their strength had already risen significantly because of it, but they were still far from their ancestors' level.

It made no sense that the oceanic clan alone managed to hold back A'Lei and A'Li, as the oceanic clan ranked nowhere near the giant clan in racial standing.

Among the myriad races, the divine race ranked first and the dragon clan ranked second. As for the witcher clan, their place in the rankings had vanished upon their disappearance a long time ago.

"I don't know your clan's original cultivation method, and I can't recreate what's already been lost," Liu Wuxie said after a brief moment of thought. "All I can do is improve what you have now. We can use a pressurizing method to increase your strength."

Unless he found an incomplete fragment to use as a reference, even the Heavenly Dao Book couldn't analyze the giant clan's long-lost legacy like how he had perfected the Nine Heavenly Dragon Forms.

The fact that he managed to help them cultivate true essence was already heaven-defying. Reshaping how they used their raw power would require a complex theory that even the Heavenly Dao Book couldn't solve on its own.

"Pressurizing method?" A'Lei and A'Li exchanged a look, confusion in their eyes.

"That's right. The pressurizing method," Liu Wuxie said. He knew the coming battles would only get more brutal, and he needed the two giants to grow stronger fast.

If something like this were to happen again, he couldn't afford to let them get caught off guard.

They were lucky the oceanic clan hadn't joined forces with the divine race.

Otherwise, the outcome would have been uncertain. Even if Liu Wuxie still managed to kill everyone, A'Lei, A'Li, and Vanya would have most likely perished under the oceanic clan's onslaught.

This was why Liu Wuxie hadn't rushed to the fifth level yet. He needed to increase the giants' combat strength and refine the Witch Wheel Blade. The blade contained the witcher clan laws, and he believed his Great Spatial Mythical Art would reach new heights upon refining it.

After all, Di Jiang ruled over space and was the progenitor of speed. If he succeeded in refining the blade, his control over both space and speed would increase.

Sorting through his memories, Liu Wuxie knew he had to guide the two giants personally. In truth, the method wasn't complicated. They had to build a pressurizing spiritual array inside their bodies, allowing them to compress their strength and multiply their power tenfold.

The two giants struggled with it at first. They were used to just throwing their strength around. Under Liu Wuxie's corrections, they gradually adapted.

Their massive bodies meant a single pressurizing spiritual array wasn't enough to make a real difference. Liu Wuxie had them build dozens of them. After some time, A'Lei drew in a deep breath, planted his feet, and threw a punch forward.

The instant his fist moved, the air around him shattered, and even space crumbled.

A'Li stood nearby, eyes wide with shock. He had grown up with A'Lei and knew his strength well, but now, he could barely recognize the latter.

A'Lei had become nearly ten times stronger than before.

It was a massive increase in strength. Now, just his one punch could destroy a mountain more than three hundred meters.

When A'Lei threw another punch, a powerful shockwave erupted, carving out a vacuum corridor that split the island in two. Staring at the devastation he had caused, A'Lei was stunned. He couldn't believe that it was his doing.

"What power..." A'Lei whispered. He didn't dare go all out again immediately; if he were to do that, they could literally lose the ground under their feet.

"Not bad. Keep training like that. The more pressurizing spiritual arrays you build inside your bodies, the stronger you'll get," Liu Wuxie said. From here on, it would be up to them to scout the way ahead.

Liu Wuxie sat down cross-legged and prepared to refine the Witch Wheel Blade. Vanya stood guard beside him. A'Lei and A'Li stayed close and sat nearby.

When the Witch Wheel Blade sank into the desolate world and settled in the witcher realm, it began devouring the witch energy there. Once the witch energy in the desolate world ran dry, the blade would try to leave, abandoning Liu Wuxie to search for more witcher clan laws.

"Refine," Liu Wuxie murmured.

He summoned demonic flame and wrapped the Witch Wheel Blade in it. As expected, the Witch Wheel Blade immediately struggled and tried to escape the desolate world.

It had only entered under the pull of the witcher realm, not because it had submitted to Liu Wuxie.

"Don't even think about leaving after coming in," Liu Wuxie snapped. He circulated the Desolate Devouring Art and drew nether energy from a radius of ten thousand meters straight into his body.

The desolate world encompassed everything and could absorb any energy. Divine Fruits also began to fall from the Ancestral Tree as the third divine gate opened smoothly.

A powerful wave of divine force surged out from the gate and poured into the desolate world. The Witch Wheel Blade began to break apart as its energy and laws fused into the desolate world.

"So many spatial laws..." Liu Wuxie murmured.

The laws within the Witch Wheel Blade were not ordinary. They were ancient spatial shards that carried an ancient aura. When those shards fell into the desolate world, a deep groan echoed throughout it.

The desolate world couldn't fully withstand them. It appeared stable, even unbreakable within the Astral Domain, but before ancient spatial laws, its space was fragile.

A full day passed. Several groups of cultivators came to the island, but A'Lei sent every one of them flying with a single punch. After that, no one dared to set foot on the island again.

Three days later, a terrifying aura burst out from Liu Wuxie. The space around him literally vanished. The sight made A'Lei, A'Li, and Vanya go pale.

"What has Brother Liu done? Why is the space around him disappearing?" A'Li said, stunned. He couldn't believe what he was seeing. He didn't even have any words to describe what he felt.

"Brother Liu's talent is extraordinary. It's beyond our comprehension," A'Lei replied, looking at Liu Wuxie with reverence. Without him, their strength couldn't have increased so quickly.

After three days of refining, Liu Wuxie finally refined the Witch Wheel Blade. He still hadn't broken through to the Primal Origin Realm, but the power of his Great Spatial Mythical Art had surged. The space of the desolate world had also become denser after absorbing those ancient spatial shards.

Even Liu Wuxie's true essence had grown stronger, now carrying a wisp of witcher clan power.

"Brother Liu, congratulations!" A'Lei said from the bottom of his heart. He could already tell that, even though he and A'Li had grown several times stronger, they still wouldn't be Liu Wuxie's match.

"Let's go to the fifth level," Liu Wuxie said. Now that his strength had advanced, he was ready to move on.

When the four entered the fifth level, they found honeycomb terrain similar to the first level, but the environment here was more complicated. They were days behind, so most cultivators had already moved on to the sixth level after stripping the fifth level of all spiritual herbs.

The four of them scouted the area for a day, and then they continued to the sixth level after finding that nothing was worth taking. The deeper they went, the higher the chance of running into members of the nether clan.

The nether energy in the air also grew thicker.

"It's so dark here," Vanya murmured when they entered the sixth level, where everything around them was pitch-black. She disliked the darkness and sat quietly on A'Lei's shoulder.

Meanwhile, Liu Wuxie activated Ghost Eye to scan the area. The sixth level's darkness wasn't due to the absence of light. Instead, the laws here flooded the air with darkness.

"Could the sixth level have birthed a Darkness Heart?" Liu Wuxie murmured.

If he could obtain a Darkness Heart, he believed he could comprehend the Great Darkness Mythical Art and even use it to break through to the Primal Origin Realm.

At that point, he wouldn't have to fear anyone, and he could even hold his ground against low-level Void Realm cultivators.

There were barely any humans on the sixth level. Vanya clearly wasn't the only one who disliked this place. It was clear that most humans had already gone down to the seventh level.

"Let's go to the seventh level," Vanya said.

"No hurry," Liu Wuxie replied. The Darkness Dao Art inside him was stirring, telling him that this level had produced a Darkness Heart.

A'Lei carried them forward, and even the uneven terrain didn't slow him down. Marshes, forests, and lakes stretched out around them, crawling with dark, venomous insects.

"There's a group of nether clan members up ahead," A'Lei said as he came to a stop. The sixth level was dark, but he could still see roughly a hundred meters ahead.

Up ahead, a large group of nether clan members marched past them. Alongside the nether clan, Liu Wuxie also saw members of the ghost clan. It looked like the two clans had decided to form an alliance.