Essence Devouring Art

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BOOM—

Another earth-shattering fist came hurtling forward.

The Celestial Thunder Gang Wind at an altitude of 10,000 meters, strong enough to rip a Celestial Being to shreds, offered no resistance. The Celestial King tore it apart in an instant, creating a vast vacuum.

The instant the Celestial King made his move, the Golden Light Escape Talisman inside Wu Dao activated faster than a thought. It turned him into a streak of golden light that vanished on the spot, allowing him to once again dodge a punch that would have pulverized him.

Do whatever it takes to win; the victor is king.

This had always been Wu Dao’s personal creed.

That was why, when he decided to plot against the Celestial King, he had requested this incredibly precious Golden Light Escape Talisman from the Bai Ze Bureau.

The Celestial King’s assessment was correct.

A single, full-power activation of the Golden Light Escape Talisman could cover over thirty miles.

For short-range teleportation,

it only had three charges.

Therefore...

This was the last one.

When he reappeared,

the Golden Light Escape Talisman inside Wu Dao had already disintegrated into nothingness.

At the same time,

he had arrived in an incredibly dangerous domain—

the upper dome of the sky!

Fifteen thousand, five hundred meters!

WHOOSH—

RUMBLE—

This region was a purgatory of destruction, completely dominated by thunderbolts and gang wind!

Black thunderbolts!

Black gang wind!

The mighty power they carried could instantly tear an ordinary practitioner of the Horizontal Refining Seventh Door to shreds!

The moment Wu Dao appeared in this area,

his two-hundred-foot-tall Divine Desolate Dominating Body acted like a lightning rod.

Black thunderbolts struck him madly.

They scorched him to charcoal!

Then the gang wind blasted him into ash.

Only his skeleton remained, frantically regenerating flesh and blood, struggling to maintain its form.

BOOM—

In the next instant,

the majestic, Purgatory Yama-like figure of the Celestial King also broke into this terrifying region.

CRACKLE!!

A Celestial Thunder, as thick as a dragon and carrying destructive mighty power, struck down at him.

The Celestial King frowned.

The Divine Power Seed in his Elixir Field Divine Treasure vibrated, gushing forth Yanming Evil Qi to form a Divine Shield Body that blocked the Celestial Thunder Gang Wind.

"Heh, is this your trump card?"

The Celestial King’s eyes narrowed as he watched Wu Dao, higher up, being continuously torn apart and reassembled by the Celestial Thunder Gang Wind. He sneered coldly.

But he also felt a flicker of surprise.

The higher one went, the more the Terror Level of the Celestial Thunder Gang Wind in the sky would skyrocket, attacking the body and soul from all directions.

Even for him,

with his physique at the Horizontal Refining Eighth Gate, his limit was 16,000 meters. Any higher would be life-threatening.

But Wu Dao...

...at merely the Seventh Daoist Sect, dared to step into the domain above 15,000 meters!

And from the looks of it, this wasn’t even his limit!

’That bastard’s body isn’t normal!’

’A Celestial Treasure?’

The Celestial King thought of Wu Dao’s status as a Body Treasure Master.

’No wonder...’

’He’s been provoking me from the very beginning, luring me up here.’

’So that was his plan.’

’He wanted to use the advantage of his Celestial Treasure and the suppression of the Celestial Thunder Gang Wind to even the odds and fight me?’

’Arrogant!’

’Insanely arrogant!’

The Celestial King had lived for nearly a thousand years, and he had never met someone as arrogant—no, as insane—as Wu Dao!

’So what if the Celestial Thunder Gang Wind is suppressing me?’

’Am I the only one being suppressed?’

’One of us is being torn to pieces, struggling just to resist!’

’The other is perfectly fine, handling it with ease!’

With such an obvious gap between them, he truly didn’t know where Wu Dao got the gall to plot against him!

Under the ravages of the endless Power of Destruction from the thunderbolts and gang wind,

in the Celestial King’s line of sight,

Wu Dao seemed to feel no pain whatsoever.

On the contrary,

he was like a fish returned to the sea, a bird to the sky, showing no signs of discomfort at all!

RUMBLE—

At the center of the sky-spanning thunderstorm!

Wu Dao appeared to be enjoying himself immensely, even spreading his arms to actively embrace the raging black Gangfeng Thunderbolt all around him.

But...

his physical body was a gruesome sight.

One could clearly see

that within his skeleton, his charred and shattered internal organs, even his brain tissue, were constantly being scorched to dust, spattering golden blood!

The pain must have been unimaginable.

Yet Wu Dao felt none of it. He simply looked down upon the Celestial King with his hollow, eyeless sockets, his mouth—where flesh constantly regrew only to be charred and shattered again—stretching into an utterly demented grin as he spoke:

"Welcome to my playground. Let’s play a little game. The price of losing is... annihilation."

THOOM!!

The void shattered and the sky collapsed!

The Celestial King had no intention of wasting words on Wu Dao. After a brief pause, he erupted forward again, his Demon Fist smashing through the Gangfeng Thunderbolt in his path, aimed to crush the skeletal Wu Dao.

’The Golden Light Escape Talisman is used up!’

’Let’s see you dodge this time!’

’Stop your posturing!’

’I’ll make you a real ghost!’

But...

BOOM—CRACKLE!

Before the Celestial King’s fist could land on Wu Dao, a dark golden thunderbolt from even higher in the sky struck down violently, blasting him away!

!!!

As he was sent flying,

the Celestial King’s pupils contracted, and the horror in his heart surged and boiled uncontrollably!

’Controlling a Celestial Thunder that can threaten the Eighth Daoist Sect?’

’How is that possible?’

’How did he do it?!’

In a flash of thought,

CRACK—CRACK—

the sound of shattering Divine Iron rang out.

In the Celestial King’s perception, countless cracks appeared on the bones of Wu Dao’s skeleton, which looked as if it would shatter in the next moment.

Clearly,

Wu Dao had also paid a terrible price to command a Celestial Thunder of that level.

But...

even so, Wu Dao’s maniacal voice continued to ring out like a devil from Purgatory:

"Hahaha, this feels so good! Can you feel it? These little darlings are so much more satisfying than the Celestial Empress! So—

let’s ride this to a gushing climax!!"

BANG!

As soon as the words left his mouth,

Wu Dao exploded into thousands of fragments!

Shen Wutian, open!

The Innate Self replaces the Acquired Self!

The ultimate instinct for slaughter and Battle dominates the soul and consciousness!

Magnetic Field Power operates at its limit!

Next...

By any means, at any cost!

For victory alone!

RUMBLE—

The heavens trembled as the Thunder God raged!

The moment Primordial Magnetism stirred the Celestial Thunder’s Magnetic Field,

golden Celestial Thunders, like frenzied dragons leaving their nest, swarmed out, carrying a fatal aura of destruction and instantly blanketing a vast expanse of the sky!