Essence Devouring Art

BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!

As Wu Dao descended into madness,

he unleashed his Celestial Essence Magnetic Burst Fist with reckless abandon, causing colorful miniature suns to bloom across the sky one after another.

The Mighty Power unleashed was unimaginable.

The ground below was blasted into an abyss.

Within a radius of sixty to seventy li, nothing survived. The area was filled with rampaging magnetic field Energy, enough to tear any Celestial Human Tenth Floor expert to shreds upon entry.

"He’s lost it! He’s completely lost his mind!"

On the edge of the battlefield, Fang Lie and the other Celestial Being masters retreated again and again, their faces filled with utter horror.

Anyone could tell with half a brain.

Wu Dao’s Celestial Essence Magnetic Burst Fist was his ultimate trump card. Once used, even if it didn’t kill him, it would leave him gravely injured.

But now...

He was spamming his ultimate move like his life meant nothing!

If that wasn’t madness, what was!

BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!

The destructive Mighty Power of the Celestial Essence Magnetic Burst Fist continued to surge, battering heaven and earth. It even affected the battle over by the Hundred Victories King Banner.

"AHHH!!!"

A roar of unbearable agony, accompanying the explosion of another colorful sun, once again echoed between heaven and earth.

It was a familiar voice.

It made Yan Chongsheng, who was commanding the Hundred Victories King Banner, jolt in shock.

’The Celestial King is screaming in pain?’

’How is this possible!’

Moreover, dozens of breaths had passed. ’Why hasn’t he taken down that Wu Dao yet? Instead...’

’Impossible!’

’Below the Dao Embryo realm, the Celestial King is invincible!’

’Absolutely impossible!’

"Hahaha, Yan the bandit, your Celestial King is on his last legs!"

Supreme Elder Longmu of Martial King Mountain and the other two Dao Embryo experts were relentlessly bombarding the core of the Hundred Victories King Banner. Hearing the Celestial King’s screams from high above, Longmu was both shocked and delighted.

He was delighted that Wu Dao was actually overwhelming the Celestial King.

He was shocked because for Wu Dao to achieve this, he must have paid an unimaginable price!

’If he can’t take down the Celestial King soon...’

’We must break the banner with all our might!’

The thought flashed through Longmu’s mind, and he sent the message to the other two Supreme Elders. They unleashed the limit of their Divine Techniques’ Mighty Power, putting so much pressure on the Hundred Victories King Banner that its bloody light wavered, on the verge of collapse.

High in the sky!

A golden sea of thunder and gang wind churned endlessly!

Against Wu Dao’s suicidal fighting style,

the Celestial King, with all his Twelfth Floor combat power and Horizontal Refining Eighth Gate physique, found himself unable to exert his strength. His full power was completely suppressed by the Celestial Thunder Gang Wind that Wu Dao had summoned.

He could only passively endure one Celestial Essence Magnetic Burst Fist after another. The myriad streams of magnetic field Energy in each punch tortured him to the point of unbearable agony, forcing uncontrollable screams from his lips!

In his one-thousand-year life,

he had never felt so suffocated and wretched!

At the same time,

a sliver of fear began to grow within him!

Yes, fear!

He, the Celestial King, feared neither heaven nor earth.

Even back then, against the Demon Suppression Emperor,

who had severed his head,

he had not felt the slightest bit of fear!

He knew that what didn’t kill him would only make him stronger!

But from Wu Dao,

he truly, genuinely felt the aura of death!

If this beating continued,

he would die before Wu Dao succumbed to the backlash!

He didn’t dare to gamble!

He didn’t dare to bet that Wu Dao would die first!

CRACKLE! SIZZLE!

The magnetic field devoured the Heaven and Earth Energy, and as his cells reconnected via electrical currents,

Wu Dao regenerated once more before the Celestial King’s trembling eyes and let out a roar that was less human and more Fierce Beast:

"Fear!

I smell the stench of fear!!

Hahaha, you piece of trash! You’re worthless!

You are unworthy of being called a powerhouse!

How can a true powerhouse—

how can they feel fear?!?!"

BOOM!!

Amidst the frenzied roar,

another Celestial Essence Magnetic Burst Fist came crashing down!

The immeasurable light of the magnetic field illuminated heaven and earth.

The Celestial King could see clearly.

The Wu Dao of this moment had lost all human form. He was just a great, amorphous blob of pure gold flesh and bone!

This blob, shaped somewhat like a beating heart, yet also like writhing brain matter, when it attacked, forcibly grew an arm!

In a way the Celestial King could not comprehend, it clenched a fist, summoning and dominating all the magnetic field Energy between heaven and earth, forming another miniature colored sun that smashed into his head.

BAM!!

Countless magnetic currents instantly swept through every macro and micro-tissue of his body, from head to toe!

"Ahhh—"

The sound of shattering flesh accompanied his scream!

The continuous bombardment of the Celestial Essence Magnetic Burst Fist carried Energy no less than that of one enhanced, high-yield nuclear bomb after another.

The Celestial King finally couldn’t take it anymore.

His Horizontal Refining Eighth Gate physique exploded under the Power of Destruction from the magnetic field Energy.

Chunks of blackened flesh splattered in all directions, falling to the earth like Celestial Fire Meteors and starting raging fires wherever they landed.

"ROAR!! Madman! You goddamn madman, get the hell away from me!"

The Celestial King, now a mangled, bloody mess too gruesome to look at, had lost all of his previous world-dominating aura. He let out the roar of a common grunt, frantically activating his Divine Techniques in an attempt to flee downward.

It was an incredibly bizarre scene.

Wu Dao was nothing but a blob of flesh and bone, yet he continued to attack with frenzied, relentless aggression.

The Celestial King couldn’t stand his body being merely torn and broken, an injury that was a mere flesh wound compared to Wu Dao’s state.

But because of this "flesh wound,"

fear and the urge to retreat surged wildly within him. He didn’t dare to fight any longer and only wanted to get as far away from that madman Wu Dao as possible. He was even developing psychological trauma.

It wasn’t his fault, though.

After all, he didn’t possess Wu Dao’s ability to forcibly absorb all the Heaven and Earth Energy to regenerate himself.

His Yama Devouring Heaven Skill,

was, in the end, just a Divine Skill based on the Martial Dao Dantian. It was limited to absorbing Primordial Qi and the Essence of All Things, and its absorption and conversion speed was limited, unable to compare to the domineering nature of Primordial Magnetic Power.

If he kept fighting,

he estimated that within ten more punches,

Wu Dao would beat him to death on the spot!

A Celestial Human Twelfth Floor expert!

A Horizontal Refining Eighth Gate master!

Was about to be stung to death by a "giant ant" from the Seventh Daoist Sect, who was at the Tenth Floor at most!

This was no longer a matter of shame or humiliation!

For the next thousand, even ten thousand years,

he, the Celestial King, would become a clown in the history books for people’s amusement and entertainment!

He would go from being the Celestial King to the Clown King!

His corpse would be flogged daily, and his name would stink for eternity!

He had to retreat when he had to retreat!

Temporary honor or disgrace meant nothing!

He, the Celestial King, had escaped death back then precisely because of his ability to endure!

What was enduring one more time?

But...

it wasn’t a matter of leaving just because he wanted to!

Just as he was about to flee the area,

Wu Dao’s voice, like that of an Evil Ghost or a Fierce Demon, clinging to him like maggots on a bone, rang out again:

"Indulging in base desires, clinging to life and fearing death, betraying Power!

You call yourself a powerhouse?

You’re nothing but a degenerate mutt!

I will shatter you, you mongrel who insults the very name of ’powerhouse’!!" 𝙛𝒓𝓮𝙚𝔀𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝓵.𝙘𝒐𝒎

RUMBLE—

It was as if the Thunder God and the Wind God had given a command in unison!

Wu Dao, now just a blob of golden flesh and bone, stood at the zenith of the sky. He spread his arms wide, resembling a Purgatory God Demon judging all living souls!

The sky-filling, raging, golden Gangfeng Thunderbolt moved with his command, flooding over the horrified Celestial King like the Celestial River bursting its banks!

The next instant,

BOOM—

a heaven-shattering explosion rang out, echoing to the four corners of the world!

It didn’t come from the sky,

but from the direction of the Hundred Victories King Banner!

Under the continuous barrage of Divine Techniques from the three Supreme Elders of Martial King Mountain and Zige Mountain, Yan Chongsheng and his men could no longer hold on.

Each of them had been squeezed dry like a dessicated corpse, their flames of life flickering weakly, on the verge of being extinguished.

’Celestial King...’

Yan Chongsheng’s sunken eyes gazed up at the sky, where he could clearly see a god-like, demon-like blob of flesh and bone commanding the sky-filling golden Thunder Gang Wind to engulf the terrified Celestial King.

’Terrified...’

’Why is he terrified!’

’You’re the Celestial King, who fears neither heaven nor earth!’

KACHA—

BOOM!

The bloody light of the battle banner shattered completely.

At that moment,

an image in Yan Chongsheng’s heart, one he had revered like a Divine Being, shattered along with the Hundred Victories King Banner.

WHOOSH~

「At the same time.」

On a tall mountain at the edge of the battlefield, half of which had been annihilated,

a gust of wind and a shockwave blew past.

A youth in red robes appeared on the summit, his features handsome to a demonic degree, exuding an immense, wicked aura.

Within his narrow, slanted phoenix eyes, two turbulent seas of blood seemed to be contained, with countless bestial skulls churning and roaring within them.

The Celestial Treasure Master of the Demon Race!

The Saint King of the Saint King Dao!

Lu Hongye!

"That bastard..."

Lu Hongye’s blood-sea eyes stared at the Wu Dao deep in the sky, who was commanding the myriad bolts of Thunderbolt and Gang Wind. His incomparably handsome face was a mask of shock and hatred.

He had long since learned of the grudge between the Celestial King and Wu Dao.

Therefore, he had been keeping a close eye on the situation in Lancang County City.

The moment he heard that the Celestial King and Wu Dao had started fighting today, he immediately rushed over, hoping to fish in troubled waters and take advantage of the chaos.

But he never, ever expected

that in just a short time, Wu Dao would grow from the Land Immortal Level to the point where he could suppress a Twelfth Floor expert like the Celestial King.

To reach this stage,

he had exhausted every scheme and calculation and taken countless risks.

But Wu Dao...

On what grounds did this barbarian succeed?!

’We’re both Celestial Treasure Masters! On what grounds are you, a barbarian, on the same level as me!’