Chapter 1749 - Killing the White Demon Brothers
Both men were masters of the blade, and the instant they drew their weapons, they saw intense battle intent reflected in each other's eyes.
"Brat, prepare to die!" Qi E bellowed as he swung his blade in a bizarre arc, making its trajectory impossible to discern.
Liu Wuxie activated Ghost Pupil, distorting the world around him. In his vision, Qi E's blade light rapidly magnified, revealing every subtle movement.
"That's the Fishtail Blade Art! It imitates the motion of a fish's tail!" the surrounding cultivators cried out, recognizing Qi E's technique.
"The Fishtail Blade Art is the very reason Qi E has survived for so many years." Even the true immortals watching nearby revealed traces of admiration and caution toward the technique.
Qi E's blade transformed into an enormous fishtail before Liu Wuxie, exerting crushing pressure that made breathing difficult.
Liu Wuxie lifted the Bloodthirst Blade overhead. He employed no elaborate technique, as he had yet to cultivate a blade art in this life in the celestial realm. He had sealed away the techniques from his previous life, leaving the Divine Mystic Yin Needle as the only method he could openly display.
"Slash!"
The seemingly ordinary strike descended from the sky and instantly shattered the incoming attack.
"This is bad!" Qi E's expression changed dramatically as he sensed something was wrong. The broken blade in Liu Wuxie's hand radiated a mysterious power he couldn't comprehend.
At its peak, the Bloodthirst Blade had rivaled an Immortal King artifact. Although its rank had declined, the laws within it remained intact, rendering it nearly indestructible. The blade ray Liu Wuxie unleashed lost none of its momentum as it continued hurtling toward Qi E.
The surrounding cultivators stared in shock at the force emanating from Liu Wuxie's strike. "What a terrifying blade aura!"
"The blade aura isn't the frightening part—it's the blade intent! That intent alone can strip away your will to resist!" a pinnacle High Immortal exclaimed fearfully. If he had been standing in Liu Wuxie's place, he doubted he would have even had the courage to face such an attack.
The blade ray tore through Qi E's defenses as though they didn't exist, penetrated his body, and annihilated his vitality. In the blink of an eye, his flesh vanished, leaving only a pile of skin behind. His interspatial ring flew directly into Liu Wuxie's hand.
Every victory in the underground fight club earned a fighter a substantial reward. If a fighter died, their interspatial ring became an additional prize for the victor. Since Qi E had survived for so long, he had undoubtedly slaughtered countless opponents and accumulated immense wealth. All of it now belonged to Liu Wuxie.
The Yin-Yang Elders made no move. In their eyes, the first battle had merely been a warm-up, and the true challenge had yet to begin.
Liu Wuxie kept the Bloodthirst Blade in hand and stood calmly at the center of the cage like a tiger that had just awakened.
After stabilizing Diao Jiuzhi's injuries, Ye Linghan rose to her feet. She fixed her gaze on Liu Wuxie, unable to conceal the concern in her eyes.
A thunderous boom echoed through the arena as the gate on the opposite wall opened once again. Two burly men stepped out. The second match would pit Liu Wuxie against two opponents simultaneously, significantly increasing the difficulty.
Although both newcomers remained at the pinnacle of the High Immortal Realm, the pressure they emitted surpassed even Qi E's.
The moment the two men appeared, the surrounding cultivators instinctively retreated several steps, unwilling to meet their eyes.
"It's the White Demon Brothers!"
Murmurs spread through the crowd as everyone stared at the brothers with undisguised fear. "Didn't they die a long time ago? How are they still alive?"
"The last time they appeared was over a year ago. After that battle, they vanished without a trace, and many assumed they had died. Who would have thought they had been hiding in the underground fight club all this time?"
Similar discussions broke out throughout the crowd.
The White Demon Brothers couldn't have looked more different. One appeared savage and brutal, while the other looked refined and elegant. The fact that they were twin brothers only made the contrast more astonishing.
Rumor had it that the two cultivated entirely different techniques and martial arts, which had eventually altered their appearances.
When their gazes settled on Liu Wuxie, not a trace of emotion appeared in their eyes. Years of slaughter had long since numbed them.
The elder brother stood on the left, his fierce features radiating dominance as he gripped a long blade. The younger brother stood on the right, appearing every bit the refined gentleman while holding a longsword. One wielded a blade, the other a sword, embodying two opposite extremes.
Without the elder brother beside him, no one would ever associate the elegant younger brother with the infamous White Demon Brothers.
The twins positioned themselves on either side of Liu Wuxie. Without exchanging a single word, they attacked simultaneously, launching a deadly pincer assault.
Years of fighting together had given the White Demon Brothers flawless coordination. Their blade and sword rays intertwined instantly, weaving a perfect net that seemingly left Liu Wuxie no path of escape.
Though there were only two of them, their combined strength was equivalent to four opponents. The spacious cage provided more than enough room for them to maneuver.
Liu Wuxie darted left and right, searching for an opening in their formation. Yet every attempt to break through was immediately suppressed by the brothers.
The White Demon Brothers possessed even more combat experience than Qi E. In their earlier years, they had survived as mercenaries, living with death looming over them every day. Their instincts for danger and killing far surpassed those of ordinary cultivators.
Had another first-level High Immortal faced them, they would have already chopped that person to pieces. Unfortunately for them, their opponent was Liu Wuxie, who neutralized their attacks effortlessly.
"This brat is extraordinary. The fact that he's survived this long against the White Demon Brothers is practically a miracle!" Many spectators were regular patrons of the underground fight club and had witnessed numerous battles involving the brothers. Without exception, their opponents had always died within a single exchange. The younger brother, in particular, was notorious for his ruthless methods.
A savage appearance didn't necessarily make someone crueler, nor did a refined appearance make someone kind. The younger brother's sword shifted between the elegance of a dragon and the viciousness of a venomous serpent, constantly threatening Liu Wuxie's life.
Liu Wuxie deliberately refrained from counterattacking to familiarize himself with their rhythm. Eight more battles still awaited him, and he couldn't afford to waste his strength so early.
Several years ago, someone had attempted the life gate challenge and ultimately failed. The challenger hadn't fallen due to insufficient strength or cultivation but because he had exhausted all of his immortal energy before completing the ten battles.
Although Liu Wuxie possessed the desolate world and didn't need to worry about depletion, he remained cautious. Using Ghost Pupil, he searched for weaknesses in the White Demon Brothers' movements. He intended to eliminate them with a single strike, leaving them no chance to retaliate, conserving both energy and time.
The desolate world remained filled with immortal energy, and the first two battles had barely drained him.
Liu Wuxie raised the Bloodthirst Blade once more. The move itself appeared simple and unremarkable, yet it contained terrifying, destructive power.
Even outside the cage, everyone felt a chill run down their spines as Liu Wuxie swung his blade.
The younger brother immediately raised his longsword to defend himself, but the weapon shattered the instant it made contact with the Bloodthirst Blade. Shock flashed across his face as he retreated hastily.
Seizing that opening, the elder brother brought his blade crashing down toward Liu Wuxie's back. The brothers' teamwork was truly seamless.
However, Liu Wuxie had already anticipated the attack. He shifted to the side and appeared directly behind the younger brother.
"Die!"
There was no retreat in the underground fight club. Either he killed them, or they killed him. Such was the cruelty of this place.
The younger brother's head shot into the air as Liu Wuxie's blade severed it cleanly. Blood sprayed outward, filling the air with a nauseating stench. As more spectators entered the arena, the crowd became increasingly packed.
After killing one brother, Liu Wuxie flipped backward and narrowly avoided the elder brother's attack. The strike slammed into the cage, producing a sharp metallic explosion.
Liu Wuxie launched himself skyward and planted his feet against the edge of the cage before shooting forward like a meteor. This time, instead of slashing, he thrust the Bloodthirst Blade directly toward the elder brother's chest.
Everything happened so quickly that it seemed to occur in a single instant. Before the elder brother could react, the Bloodthirst Blade had already pierced through his chest. Blood gushed from the wound and soaked Liu Wuxie's clothing crimson.
Once both brothers died, Liu Wuxie secretly activated the Sky Devouring Divine Cauldron. It stripped away all the laws and energy within their bodies, reducing the corpses to shriveled piles of skin.
He had to continue devouring his opponents' energy and laws to maintain his peak combat condition. While High Immortal laws couldn't significantly improve his cultivation, they could increase the number of laws within the desolate world. That alone was enough to boost his combat strength dramatically.
Two additional interspatial rings landed in Liu Wuxie's hand. He had no time to inspect them, so he secretly circulated the Desolate Devouring Art to recover. A ninth-level High Immortal posed little threat to him individually, but the sheer number of opponents would eventually become a problem.
No one present had expected the second battle to conclude in such a manner.
"I want to place a bet! I'm betting that he survives the third round!" someone shouted.
That was the greatest appeal of the underground fight club. Of course, even more people bet that Liu Wuxie would die during the third battle.
Liu Wuxie barely had a moment to rest before the iron gate opened again. Three thin men stepped out from the opposite side. They were triplets, indistinguishable from one another, with rat-like faces and bodies barely taller than a meter.
The appearance of the triplets instantly triggered another uproar.
"It's the Wild Rat Brothers!"
Cultivators with weaker cultivation immediately retreated farther away from the cage. The Wild Rat Brothers were infamous for their hidden weapons. A single mistake could injure even spectators outside the cage.
Liu Wuxie narrowed his eyes as he regarded the newcomers, not daring to underestimate them.
Ye Linghan watched anxiously from outside the cage. She had already contacted the upper echelons of the Azure Flame Dao Hall and hoped they would intervene. Unfortunately, the Communication Talisman remained silent. Every place had its own rules, and the Azure Flame Dao Hall was merely an institution rather than a sect. They had no obligation to rescue anyone.
As soon as the Wild Rat Brothers entered the cage, they scattered in different directions. Their speed increased rapidly until only afterimages remained. An ordinary person would have become dizzy simply from watching them.
To the Wild Rat Brothers, however, this was merely a movement technique they had cultivated. By constantly circling their target, they could disorient their prey and rob them of the ability to resist.
A wave of dizziness suddenly struck Liu Wuxie, causing him to stagger slightly. Fortunately, the Heavenly Dao Book released a faint glow that protected his primordial spirit, allowing him to steady himself almost immediately.
