The Demonic Purgatory Chains rampaged through the void, piercing the three clans' elders. Each strike drained the true essence and laws, leaving the elders hollow and helpless.0

"Liu Wuxie is going to make another breakthrough!" someone cried out in alarm.0

In an instant, Liu Wuxie refined three elders at the seventh-level Earth Profound Realm, devouring their immense laws. As the Desolate Devouring Art surged through him, spiritual energy across Astral Glory City converged toward him like rivers drawn to the sea.0

"Can anyone tell me what that cultivation technique is? It's draining the entire city's spiritual energy!" a bewildered voice muttered amid the crowd.0

They had witnessed powerful cultivation methods before, but none matched the scale or madness of what Liu Wuxie now displayed.0

"His body… It's like a bottomless pit. Any other person would've exploded after absorbing the energy from three seventh-level Earth Profound cultivators. How is he breaking through without harm?" another cultivator gasped.0

Typically, refining the laws of higher realm cultivators would overwhelm the physical body. But Liu Wuxie showed no strain.0

Watching their elders fall, the surviving members of the three clans felt despair seep into their bones. Wang Yuanhou's face turned ghostly pale as his wounds worsened.0

"Demon! You're a demon!" an elder howled moments before death...0