Desolate Devouring Art-Chapter 961 - Great Dragon Aspect Art

Over the past few days, Gu Yu's blacksmithing skills had advanced at a shocking pace under Liu Wuxie's guidance.

Like silk peeling from a cocoon, Liu Wuxie and Gu Yu drew forth the ancient laws and mighty energy from the Dragon Pearl, weaving them carefully into the Heavenly Dragon Seal and the Dragon Clan Scepter.

Outside the ancient castle, Lu Liang and Ruan Ying took turns standing guard. From time to time, foolish cultivators dared to approach, hoping to test their luck. None survived. The two cut them down without mercy, and soon, a mound of bloodied corpses piled up before the gates, staining the ground red.

"Other assassins have contacted me. They're on their way here," Lu Liang said grimly as he returned to the great hall.

"I've received the news as well. Master is still in seclusion, and these people could endanger him," Ruan Ying replied, her brows knitting together.

"Should we inform Master and have him relocate?" Lu Liang asked, his tone tinged with hesitation.

"Master is forging his artifact. Disturbing him now could ruin everything. We must buy him time," Ruan Ying said, waving her hand dismissively.

The Black Plume Pavilion still considered them loyal, unaware that their allegiance had long been converted.

Yet, even with their loyalty guaranteed through the Conversion Art, Liu Wuxie remained vigilant. He silently monitored them through the pool of faith, hearing every word and watching every action.

More assassins are coming? Liu Wuxie frowned, deep in thought.

The Black Plume Pavilion had clearly sent far more than four assassins into the sacred ground. After failing to locate him, they had chosen to regroup—and now they were converging here.

I must hurry! Liu Wuxie decided.

There was no time left. Before the assassins arrived, he needed to complete the refinement of the Dragon Pearl and evolve the Heavenly Dragon Seal into an earth-spirit artifact. Only then could he face the enemies at the Earth Profound Realm without fear.

Since Lu Liang and the other three assassins could track him down, the rest could also achieve it.

As he continued forging, he split a wisp of divine sense to draw forth the ancient scroll from his interspatial ring.

The moment the scroll unfurled, rows of tiny runes shimmered before him, accompanied by a roaring divine dragon leaping toward the heavens.

"The Dragon Clan's secret art—the Great Dragon Aspect Art!" Liu Wuxie nearly cried out in excitement.

He hadn't dared to hope that the scroll would contain such a supreme inheritance. The Great Dragon Aspect Art—the divine foundation of the Dragon Race—stood shoulder to shoulder with the Five Elemental Dao Technique.

Once mastered, it would grant him the power to summon the might of a divine dragon capable of crushing mountains and parting seas.

The power it unleashed was no weaker than the Great Five Elemental Palm. If he could wield the Heavenly Dragon Seal alongside the Great Dragon Aspect Art, the strength he could unleash would be unimaginable.

"Gu Yu, watch the Heavenly Dragon Seal for me. I must comprehend this scroll immediately," Liu Wuxie instructed.

Time was running out. Fortunately, Gu Yu's forging skills had progressed considerably, and the Heavenly Dragon Seal now cultivated itself after absorbing dragon soul fragments. The Dragon Pearl's energy had already merged seamlessly into the two artifacts, and Gu Yu only needed to oversee the process.

"Understood!" Gu Yu replied, forming hand seals as he took over the forging process without hesitation.

Meanwhile, Liu Wuxie infused the Great Dragon Aspect Art into the Heavenly Dao Book.

Ordinarily, mastering such a peerless dao technique would take a month or more, but with the Heavenly Dao Book's assistance, he would likely achieve it within days.

His divine sense manifested as a spectral projection atop the Heavenly Dao Book. Above it, vivid images flickered into existence—dragons roaring, soaring through endless skies, plunging into abyssal seas, coiling across mountain peaks. Liu Wuxie studied each movement with unwavering focus, imprinting them into his soul.

The Great Dragon Aspect Art was not something an outsider could hope to learn. Only those bearing a dragon's bloodline could grasp it.

Fortunately, Liu Wuxie possessed the True Dragon Physique, while Gu Yu carried the bloodline of the dragon clan. Both met the ancient requirement.

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Far away, two black-cloaked figures advanced along a rugged mountain path, drawing ever closer to the ancient castle.

"We received word that Liu Wuxie's trail was found. Why hasn't he been killed yet?" the figure on the right asked coldly.

"They must have failed," the figure on the left answered with a sneer.

"Heh. I knew he was slippery. So many attempts, and he still lives."

They had tried contacting Ruan Ying and Lu Liang a few days ago, seeking information, only to be told that Liu Wuxie had escaped.

Unable to rely on talismans, they used an ancient compass to pass their messages.

"We've gathered everyone at the ancient castle this time," the man on the left sneered, a cold glint in his eyes. "I refuse to believe that with so many of us, we can't crush one insignificant insect." ƒrēewebnoѵёl.cσm

They quickened their pace. They would arrive in just over a day.

Half a day passed. Liu Wuxie had only grasped the initial outline of the Great Dragon Aspect Art. The technique was simply too vast. Relying on the Heavenly Dao Book could only take him so far, given the lack of draconic laws.

A dao technique of this caliber could never be fully mastered in mere days. Yet even this shallow comprehension had left Liu Wuxie's heart trembling with awe.

"What a terrifying dao technique," he muttered. "A fully mastered Great Dragon Aspect Art could summon a divine dragon to fight alongside its wielder..."

He was in awe, not at the power of this dao technique but at the ability to summon a divine dragon to fight alongside him upon reaching a high level of mastery.

Liu Wuxie pulled his divine sense from the Heavenly Dao Book and stepped aside in the forging chamber. The Heavenly Dragon Seal had reached the final stage of refinement. He didn't have to worry about it; he could entrust it fully to Gu Yu.

The energy in the Dragon Pearl was near exhaustion, and it had turned into a white pearl.

Liu Wuxie raised his hand and drew a strange arc in the air.

Instantly, the Heavenly Dragon Seal and Dragon Clan Scepter were drawn to him, trembling violently.

This was the wonder of the Great Dragon Aspect Art. It was an art explicitly designed to control artifacts of the dragon race.

In the past, Liu Wuxie had relied solely on true essence to command the Heavenly Dragon Seal. But now, with its upgrade to an earth-spirit artifact and the addition of a dragon-born Dao technique, he could slay Earth Profound Realm cultivators with ease.

Time continued to slip away as Liu Wuxie deepened his understanding.

By now, the Dragon Pearl's essence was fully exhausted, and the Heavenly Dragon Seal floated silently before him.

At the same time, Gu Yu practiced the Gu Clan's martial arts with the Dragon Clan Scepter as he slowly adapted to the scepter's new power. But whenever he used the Dragon Clan Scepter's power, he would drain his true essence. It was an immense burden for him to wield an earth-spirit artifact with his current cultivation.

Two days later, the black figures appeared within the castle's line of sight.

"Master, the Black Plume Pavilion's assassins have arrived. Should we intercept them?" Lu Liang's voice echoed crisply from outside.

They had been prepared to intercept the two assassins, ensuring they wouldn't disturb Liu Wuxie's seclusion.

"No need. Let them come," Liu Wuxie said, after a brief pause.

Fighting outside risked exposing their secrets. After all, it would arouse suspicion if assassins from the Black Plume Pavilion started killing each other. It was better to lure them in—to gather more information on the Black Plume Pavilion.

"Understood!" Lu Liang bowed and left.

"It's time to emerge," Liu Wuxie muttered to himself.

The seclusion had ended, but his strength had soared far beyond what it was before.

Gu Yu asked curiously, "Big Brother Liu, what dao technique was that? When you used it just now, the Dragon Clan Scepter almost flew out of my hand!"

"It's called the Great Dragon Aspect Art," Liu Wuxie said, smiling faintly. "Come, I'll teach it to you."

He tapped his finger lightly, transferring the cultivation technique and his insights directly into Gu Yu's mind.

"Thank you, Big Brother Liu!" Gu Yu exclaimed, his face lighting up.

With this, his hope of reviving the Gu Clan had grown even stronger.

"You stay here and comprehend it well. I still have matters to attend to," Liu Wuxie instructed.

Although he had shared the secret art, Gu Yu had to rely on himself to walk down the path.

"Understood!" Gu Yu answered eagerly.

He stowed the Dragon Clan Scepter away and sat down cross-legged, diving into the Great Dragon Aspect Art. If he succeeded, his combat strength would further increase with the Dragon Clan Scepter, and he could even defeat cultivators at the pinnacle of the Spirit Profound Realm.

Meanwhile, the two black figures had finally arrived at the ancient castle.

Lu Liang and Ruan Ying, now disguised once more in the garb of the Black Plume Pavilion, awaited them.

The assassins avoided showing their faces and revealing their true identity, even among themselves, to avoid compromising their future operations.

"Why are there only two of you? Weren't there supposed to be four?" one assassin questioned suspiciously.

Their rank surpassed Lu Liang.

When they were assigned the mission to kill Liu Wuxie, they were also given the task of supervision.

"The other two had separate missions, and we stayed behind to coordinate the operation," Lu Liang said coldly, welcoming them into the ancient castle.

His expression remained as stoic as ever, just as it had been when Liu Wuxie had first met him.

Although his loyalty had shifted, his memories and behavior remained unchanged. This was what made Liu Wuxie look forward to the Conversion Art.

He could even convert the entire continent into his devotees if he could reach a higher mastery in it.

The moment they entered the ancient castle, the two assassins scanned the surroundings, their brows furrowed. They sensed the lingering traces of others in the air. After all, both of them stood at the Quasi-Earth Profound Realm, far surpassing Lu Liang and Ruan Ying.

"Is there anyone else besides you two?" asked the assassin on the right in a cold voice.

"There were, but we killed them," Lu Liang answered casually.

After all, the ancient castle wasn't the private property of the Black Plume Pavilion, and the corpses that littered the entrance were the best evidence.

"No, something isn't right. This aura feels strangely familiar," muttered the shorter assassin with his brows furrowed. He reached into his robes and pulled out a special compass.