Desolate Devouring Art

Chapter 273 - Sky Tyrant Eagle

The spectators burst into laughter when they heard Mo Chong\'s words. Since he had been in seclusion for the past few days, he didn’t know what had happened outside.

“Senior Brother Mo, you need to calm down. You can’t defeat him.” The students stopped Mo Chong by clinging onto his waist, with two hugging his legs. They knew that Mo Chong would only die if he acted recklessly.

Liu Wuxie shrugged and looked at Mo Chong with a smile. The laws of a True Core Realm expert were vital to him. The more he absorbed, the stronger his foundation would become.

“No, I must kill him today, no matter what!” Mo Chong was adamant. He believed that his status could be elevated to the level of the headmaster after reaching the True Core Realm, and he was not willing to swallow the humiliation inflicted by Liu Wuxie.

“Senior Brother Mo, please listen to us and leave quickly!” The ten-odd students clinging onto Mo Chong were on the verge of tearing up. They even wanted to bite Mo Chong because they had never seen such a foolish person.

The waves of laughter in the surroundings grew even louder. Many were present to witness Liu Wuxie’s fight with the Xue Clan. However, they couldn’t see Liu Wuxie’s fight with Xue Shixiong clearly as they were too far away, and this was an opportunity they didn’t want to miss.

“Get lost! Get out of my way!” Mo Chong pushed away the two students clinging onto his arms and walked towards Liu Wuxie.

“Go ahead if you want to die!” The ten-odd students gave up trying to stop Mo Chong. Since Mo Chong wasn’t willing to listen to them, they couldn’t be bothered anymore.

They turned around and left, not wanting to get involved in this matter any further. They had already done their best as friends, but there was nothing they could do since Mo Chong wanted to court death.

Mo Chong was stumped. What did they mean by those words? He would die if he went ahead?

A burst of laughter came from the surroundings, and many people teared up.

There were only two people left on the platform. Liu Wuxie stood there quietly while Mo Chong was placed in a dilemma. The latter couldn’t comprehend what was happening and why everyone was laughing at him.

He had reached the True Core Realm, but why wasn’t anyone afraid of him and was more fearful of Liu Wuxie instead?

“Senior Brother Mo, come back. Just three days ago, Senior Brother Liu killed the True Core Realm expert of the Xue Clan and wiped out the clan.” The ten-odd students who had stopped Mo Chong earlier yelled from afar.

“What?!” Mo Chong staggered and nearly fell to the ground faceflat. Liu Wuxie killed the Xue Clan’s True Core Realm expert three days ago?

He had just made his breakthrough and was so eager to seek revenge that he didn’t have time to stabilize his foundation. His strength couldn’t be compared to the Xue Clan’s True Core Realm expert, who had reached the True Core Realm a century ago.

This news hit Mo Chong hard, and his facial expression became stiff.

Liu Wuxie looked at Mo Chong with a mocking smile. The atmosphere was strange, and Mo Chong was caught in a dilemma. After all, he had publicly declared his intent to kill Liu Wuxie that very day.

His words, spoken not too long ago, now seemed to echo back at him like a stinging slap to his face.

“What are you waiting for? Make your move!” Liu Wuxie taunted, wearing a playful smirk.

Mo Chong’s heart was filled with hatred. If his friends hadn’t reminded him, he would’ve challenged Liu Wuxie blindly and gotten himself killed. He had reached the True Core Realm with great difficulty and didn’t want to die.

“Uh...Brother Liu, this is a misunderstanding!” Mo Chong’s attitude changed completely, trying to brush the matter off as a misunderstanding.

This scene shocked all the spectators. Was this still the strongest core disciple they knew? Mo Chong was terrified when he heard that Xue Clan’s True Core Realm expert was killed.

“A misunderstanding?” Liu Wuxie wore a harmless smile, but a hint of murderous intent flashed in the depth of his eyes. He continued, “What do you take this place for? Somewhere you can come and go as you wish?”

A terrifying chill enveloped the entire platform, and Mo Chong took a huge step back.

“Brother Liu, don’t push it! I’m in the True Core Realm, and no one can stop me from leaving!” Mo Chong had already admitted his mistake. He knew he couldn’t beat Liu Wuxie, but no one could stop him if he wanted to leave.

“Feel free to try!” Liu Wuxie vanished and appeared before Mo Chong, scaring the latter into screaming.

After reaching the ninth-level Marrow Cleansing Realm and refining the energies of a True Core Realm cultivator, Liu Wuxie’s strength had undergone a drastic transformation. He was a few hundred times stronger compared to when he was in the eighth-level Marrow Cleansing Realm.

He could even kill ordinary cultivators in the True Core Realm with a single slap.

Mo Chong was scared out of his wits and quickly retreated, planning an escape. But before he could move, Liu Wuxie sent him flying with a slap.

When Mo Chong fell, he rolled down the mountain and crashed into the crowd. His face was bruised, and it was pathetic that a True Core Realm expert was sent flying with a slap.

Everyone had anticipated Mo Chong to retaliate, especially after the humiliation he suffered at the hands of Liu Wuxie, now that he was in the True Core Realm. However, before anyone could react, Mo Chong fled without a second thought, as if wishing for an extra pair of legs to aid his escape.

This stumped everyone because no one had expected Mo Chong to flee without hesitation. Even Liu Wuxie was shocked by this scene.

However, since Mo Chong had chosen to flee, Liu Wuxie decided not to concern himself with him any longer. They no longer belonged to the same realm; the True Core Realm was the limit for Mo Chong.

Liu Wuxie returned to his abode, and it was almost time for him to leave. Mo Chong would also participate in the Battle of the Hundred Nations if there were no surprises. This was likely the reason he had emerged after reaching the True Core Realm.

Two hours later, Fan Zhen arrived as scheduled. The Battle of the Hundred Nations was finally about to begin.

In addition to Liu Wuxie and Mo Chong, a group of ten or so disciples from the Imperial Academy would also participate in the Battle of Hundred Nations. This event was not only a matter of honor for the Great Yan Dynasty, but it could also serve as a stepping stone for the participants.

Twenty people gathered in the Heavenly Grade region’s field. When Mo Chong saw Liu Wuxie again, he didn’t even dare to get too close.

Luo Zhaojun was filled with excitement, a stark contrast to the past when it was a painful task for her to lead disciples to participate in the Battle of Hundred Nations. This year was different because they had Liu Wuxie.

Only Mo Chong had reached the True Core Realm among the eighteen students, while the others were at the pinnacle of the Marrow Cleansing Realm.

“We have compiled eighteen sets of information regarding the Battle of the Hundred Nations. You all can look at it along the way, and we also included information on the geniuses of other nations in recent years.” Fan Zhen took out eighteen booklets and handed them to everyone.

The other nations had also investigated the geniuses of their Imperial Academy. After all, information was crucial to victory.

“There is only information on fifteen nations. Isn’t it called the Battle of the Hundred Nations?” a student voiced his doubt because only about a hundred people were recorded in the booklet.

“These fifteen nations are in close proximity to the Great Yan Dynasty, and they fiercely compete over territories. The other nations are located further away, making it inconvenient for us to gather information,” Fan Zhen clarified.

It might be called the Battle of the Hundred Nations, but it was exaggerated because there would be only fifty-odd nations. Some declining nations might still need to send out representatives.

Liu Wuxie scanned the booklet and remembered all the information before throwing the booklet into the interspatial pouch.

“Let’s get going. It will take roughly ten days for us to reach our destination!” The battlefield was far from the Great Yan Dynasty, requiring ten days to travel. In the process, they had to pass by multiple nations.

“Ten days? Can we reach there in time?” The youth who sounded his doubt earlier spoke out. The Great Yan Dynasty might not be an intermediate nation, but it would take a few days to travel.

“You speak a lot!” Luo Zhaojun looked unhappy. No one questioned because, judging from Fan Zhen’s words, there must be an arrangement.

“Bai Fan, shut up and just listen to the arrangement!” The other students showed a hint of unhappiness.

Over ten thousand students gathered around the field with a yearning expression, but it was a pity that they weren’t qualified to participate.

The Battle of the Hundred Nations wasn’t easy; one would lose their life if they weren’t careful. Not many people could come back alive.

Fan Zhen blew a whistle, producing a weird and penetrative sound that spread out of the Imperial Academy, reaching the mountain range.

This baffled everyone; they had yet to learn what Fan Zhen was doing. However, roughly fifteen minutes later, the sky darkened as the sunlight was blocked.

Sounds similar to the whistle could be heard as a massive aerial demonic beast flew out from the mountain range. This demonic beast had a wingspan of over a hundred meters.

The appearance of such a colossal demonic beast was a rare sight. Its powerful gust and aura were enough to terrify ordinary students.

“That’s the Sky Tyrant Eagle!” A cry of exclamation could be heard coming from the surroundings. Sky Tyrant Eagles were extremely rare and were said to be on the verge of extinction. So, how did the headmaster come to control such a creature?

As Sky Tyrant Eagles were large, it was difficult for them to find a suitable habitat. Despite their large size, they possessed a gentle temperament, contrasting with other ferocious demonic beasts.

Liu Wuxie showed a hint of confusion in his eyes because this Sky Tyrant Eagle was mighty and a fifth-grade demonic beast.

“A century ago, we discovered a young Sky Tyrant Eagle in the mountain range and tamed it. We usually don’t interfere but will summon it when needed,” explained some of the older-generation teachers who were familiar with this.

During the previous Battle of Hundred Nations a decade ago, the participants were transported to the battlefield by the Sky Tyrant Eagle. Ten years later, the Sky Tyrant Eagle made its appearance again, but this time, all the students were new faces.

The Sky Tyrant Eagle circled the Imperial Academy, causing a violent gust that blew some roofs away.

“Let’s go. This place is too small for it to land!” Fan Zhen led everyone out of the Imperial Academy and into the mountain range.

Roughly fifteen minutes later, they arrived in a vast open area as the Sky Tyrant Eagle descended, unleashing a powerful gust. Its landing caused the entire valley to tremble as if an earthquake had struck.

The Sky Tyrant Eagle looked like a hill with beautiful purplish-brown feathers. The female students couldn’t contain their excitement when they saw it close up.

As the students were led towards the Sky Tyrant Eagle, it raised its head in disdain, seemingly ignoring the humans on the ground. It exhibited a hint of fear only towards Luo Zhaojun and Fan Zhen, paying no heed to the other students.

Demonic beasts had their pride, especially fifth-grade demonic beasts. Fifth-grade demonic beasts were highly intelligent, and they could discern between strong and weak.