Chapter 322 - Du Sha

Each move was filled with ancient power, and whenever he threw a punch, ripples in the surrounding space produced a series of explosions.

"What a profound technique. Despite seeming ordinary, it contains the profundity of heaven and earth!" Liu Wuxie thought to himself. As he practiced the Primordial Astral Fist, his understanding of this fist technique became increasingly profound.

When four hours passed, Liu Wuxie was still probing the first form. The Primordial Astral Fist was a heaven-grade martial technique far surpassing ordinary earth-grade martial techniques.

It wasn't until sunset that Liu Wuxie withdrew his fists. He took out a Fasting Pill and swallowed it before resting.

As Liu Wuxie circulated the Desolate Devouring Art, he continuously devoured the spiritual energy from the back mountain, eventually drawing it from the mountain's depths.

Thousands of spiritual liquid droplets formed within the Sky Devouring Divine Cauldron. However, instead of absorbing them into his dantian, Liu Wuxie directed them into his meridians, using the spiritual energy to cleanse and strengthen his body.

Spiritual energy took the form of blades and coursed through his meridians, making Liu Wuxie hiss from the pain.

Liu Wuxie endured the intense pain, determined to master the Primordial Astral Fist. He gave it his all, pushing himself to the limit.

The body's tempering was a long process that couldn't be achieved overnight. This time-consuming process required Liu Wuxie to temper himself daily.

After absorbing a few hundred strands of dragon aura, Liu Wuxie's physique was stronger than ordinary people's. After all, his bones were further fortified with dragon runes.

He stayed in the back mountain until late at night. Time passed unnoticed, and Liu Wuxie ended up remaining there for three days. During this time, he absorbed astral energy and eventually mastered the first form of the Primordial Astral Fist.

The spiritual energy transformed his body, allowing it to handle the astral energy without strain. Even the soreness caused by the astral energy flowing through his body diminished significantly.

In the past few days, some people had tried to cause trouble for Liu Wuxie, but he had sent them flying with palm strikes. Only disciples in the higher levels of the True Core Realm could threaten him because even if someone in the seventh-level True Core Realm came, Liu Wuxie could send them flying with one palm strike.

When news spread that there was a ferocious person in the back mountain, no one dared to come and provoke him anymore.

Liu Wuxie leaped into the sky like a comet and traversed the woods. Up ahead was a tree with the width of a barrel.

As Liu Wuxie executed the Primordial Astral Fist, his true essence was fortified by astral energy, which tore through the air. The tree was easily disintegrated into dust by the punch and faded away.

"What a powerful fist technique!" Liu Wuxie stood on the spot with disbelief on his face. Although he expected the Primordial Astral Fist to be extraordinary, he didn't expect it to be so powerful.

"This punch can easily inflict heavy injuries on someone in the ninth level of the True Core Realm, even if it can't kill them." A cold smirk rose on Liu Wuxie's lips. His true essence and soul energy had long reached the pinnacle of the True Core Realm. Paired with immortal runes, even someone in the lower levels of the Heavenly Dipper Realm couldn’t be his opponent.

"Over here!" A rustling sound came from behind, and several figures approached.

Liu Wuxie frowned upon hearing the noise. He had been bothered by people over the past few days, which left him feeling annoyed. Moreover, the voices sounded familiar to him.

When Liu Wuxie turned around, he saw Zhang Lin, Zhao Yihai, and a few others bringing a burly man over.

"They're starting to get on my nerves!" Torrential murderous intent shot out from Liu Wuxie's eyes. He had already spared their lives and merely crippled their cultivation, but they still didn't give up and brought more helpers.

Since that was the case, Liu Wuxie would kill them lest they keep coming to bother him.

In addition to Zhang Lin, Zhu You, Wu He, and Zhao Yihai, a burly man came with them. Even from a distance, Liu Wuxie could sense a terrifying aura filled with bloodlust blowing towards him.

With just a glance, Liu Wuxie knew this would be a formidable enemy.

Killing one person was a crime, but killing ten thousand made one a hero. The burly man brought over by Zhang Lin's group had killed at least hundreds of people judging from the aura he gave off, and this was the reason why he could accumulate his massacre intent.

Massacre intent would only appear in those who cultivate through killing, and Liu Wuxie had encountered such people in the past. But this was the first time he ran into one in the True Martial Continent.

The burly man held a broad axe that was stained with blood. He must've just killed a powerful beast recently because the blood gave off a strong aura of a profound beast.

With each step the burly man took, ripples appeared in the surrounding air. His indigo eyes signaled the presence of inner demons, a clear sign that he struggled to control his murderous intent. It was only a matter of time before he lost his true nature and became a monster driven solely by the urge to kill.

"You all invited me over to kill him?" Du Sha's voice rumbled like thunder, causing the trees on both sides to shake and explode. His voice alone was enough to create a powerful soundwave, and his eyes were filled with contempt.

A few days ago, Zhao Yihai had taken Zhang Lin's group of three to find him, offering all the spirit stones they had to kill someone.

Du Sha easily agreed because he practiced the way of the massacre, and he was already looking for an opponent.

Zhang Lin's group paid Du Sha three thousand spirit stones, which was all their wealth. They were already crippled, and it was useless for them to keep any spirit stones on them. This was why they wanted to use their spirit stones to kill Liu Wuxie to avenge themselves.

After standing still, Du Sha's broad axe smashed into the ground, causing cracks to spread in all directions. His cultivation was in the seventh-level True Core Realm, but he was even stronger than ordinary cultivators in the eighth level.

Even Bai Lin would die if he encountered Du Sha.

"I spared your lives, but you all chose death. All of you can die today!" Liu Wuxie was furious. He didn't want to kill, but these people kept coming to cause trouble for him.

With cultivation in the fourth level of the True Core Realm and practicing the Primordial Astral Fist, Liu Wuxie wondered where to find an opponent to gauge his strength. Du Sha emerged as a worthy adversary, someone he could spar with to refine his fist technique further.

"Liu Wuxie, still trying to be stubborn even when facing death?" Zhu You gritted his teeth. His true essence had disappeared in the past few days, making him no different from an ordinary person.

"You think you can kill me by hiring an expert? What a joke!" A mocking smile rose on Liu Wuxie's lips. He didn't deny that Du Sha was strong, but that was compared to ordinary cultivators.

"I'll see how you die later!" Zhang Lin sneered, wanting to see Liu Wuxie's despair before death.

A gentle wind blew, causing the surrounding leaves to rustle under his murderous intent.

"You're strong!" Du Sha said. He didn't notice it initially because Liu Wuxie was only in the fourth level of the True Core Realm. This was why he showed contempt in his eyes.

However, when Du Sha used his divine sense to scan Liu Wuxie, a powerful fighting spirit burst out, making Du Sha feel pressured.

"You're not weak either!" Liu Wuxie and Du Sha looked at each other like two lightning bolts clashing in the air. The shockwave formed by the clash sent Zhang Lin and others flying away.

No extra words were needed because a battle was inevitable. Since Du Sha had taken all of Zhang Lin's spirit stones, he had to fulfill his promise.

"Draw your weapon!" Du Sha raised his broad axe, unleashing a terrifying aura filled with bloodlust that blew towards Liu Wuxie.

"I don't need a weapon to kill you!" Liu Wuxie leaped to the sky, planning to use Du Sha to temper the Primordial Astral Fist with no intentions of using the Fatality Blade Art.

This was the first time he combined the Primordial Astral Fist with the Nine Heavenly Crane Dance, and he still needed time to hone them together.

Taking a step forward, Du Sha slashed down with his broad axe with an unmatched momentum. The surrounding space resonated with explosions; this axe could kill someone in the eighth-level True Core Realm.

Liu Wuxie twisted in mid-air to avoid Du Sha's deadly axe. When he was in mid-air, he raised his right fist and descended with terrifying astral energy.

“Primordial Astral Fist!” A massive vortex appeared in the sky with a roar, causing the surrounding trees to explode, and more cracks appeared on the ground. Simultaneously, Du Sha's clothes shattered under the sheer power of the Primordial Astral Fist.

Zhang Lin and others stood in the distance, their mouths wide open. They were in disbelief that Liu Wuxie's strength had increased to such a terrifying level in just a few days.

Du Sha lived up to his reputation as a notorious killer, opting to press forward rather than retreat, swinging his broad axe towards Liu Wuxie's punch.

When the two forces collided, powerful ripples began to spread out in the surroundings.

Zhao Yihai stood nearby and was swept away. He slammed into a large tree and threw up blood.

A giant pit appeared at the center of the battlefield, and Liu Wuxie and Du Sha were sent flying away.

Liu Wuxie performed a somersault in mid-air and landed firmly on the ground. He shook his arm to ease the soreness. He had used only fifty percent of his true essence in that punch.

On the contrary, Du Sha took ten-odd steps back before stabilizing himself. His right hand visibly trembled, and he barely held onto the broad axe.

Du Sha, renowned for his strength, was defeated that day in a contest of strength. This made Du Sha's face terrifyingly grim. Even though he knew Liu Wuxie was strong, he was utterly shocked after their clash.

"What fist technique is that? Why is it so powerful?" Du Sha had fought countless battles and encountered numerous experts. But he could feel a threat of death from Liu Wuxie's fist technique.

"A fist technique meant for killing!" Liu Wuxie couldn't be bothered to explain to Du Sha. He swayed and threw another punch out. But this punch was more powerful compared to the previous one.

As Liu Wuxie gradually adapted to the Primordial Astral Fist, the power of this fist technique also increased. As Liu Wuxie combined the Primordial Astral Fist and Nine Heavenly Crane Dance, Du Sha struggled to cope with the incoming attacks, and his Berserk Demon Axe proved futile.

Regarding speed, even two of Du Sha couldn't compete with Liu Wuxie. As for strength, Liu Wuxie's strength far exceeded Du Sha after practicing the Primordial Astral Fist. Lastly, the Primordial Astral Fist was a heaven-grade martial technique capable of suppressing any earth-grade martial techniques.

As Liu Wuxie and Du Sha increased their speed, Du Sha could barely feel any pain as he practiced the path of massacre. He still held on even after taking two punches from Liu Wuxie and throwing up blood.

Liu Wuxie continued to increase his strength and mobilized about eighty percent of his astral energy. When he threw his punch, a powerful surge of torrent swept out in the surroundings.

"Zhang Lin, what's going on? Why hasn't Du Sha killed him yet?" Zhu You's face was grim. They had already lost their cultivation, and they had spent all the resources they had just to have Liu Wuxie killed.

They would not know what to do if even Du Sha couldn't kill Liu Wuxie.

"Don't worry. Do you know Du Sha's strength? This brat merely relies on his agile movement technique, and he will soon die under Du Sha's axe." Zhang Lin was also not confident, but he could only comfort himself in this manner.