Record of a Demon's Cultivation-Chapter 459: The Mountain Cracks and the Earth Shakes

Translator: Cinder Translations

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"Crack, crack, crack..."

The sound of rocks cracking echoed continuously from the ceiling of the cave hall.

At the point where the stone pillar met the ceiling, pieces of cracked stone began to peel off and fall.

At this moment, it became clear that the stone pillar wasn't simply supporting the ceiling; it had pierced through it, embedding itself deep into the rock above, extending beyond sight.

Above the high platform, silver light shimmered, gradually converging into a powerful force that slowly pushed the stone pillar upward.

Suddenly, the silver light surged, dazzling like brilliant stars descending upon the world, illuminating the entire underground hall as brightly as day.

The stone pillar, struck by this force, shot upwards suddenly like a wild horse breaking free from its reins, rushing toward the ceiling.

"Boom, boom, boom..."

The stone pillar traveled through the rocky ceiling, creating deafening sounds, as though it was about to tear the ceiling apart.

The entire underground hall shook violently, with dust and broken stones falling everywhere.

The stone pillar continued to pierce through the ceiling, creating a large square hole several meters wide.

"Bang, bang, bang, bang."

The sounds of four chains snapping rang out.

The Wind-Thunder Golden Eye Beast leaped onto the stone coffin, pulling out the broken chains embedded in its limbs, leaving behind strange black-brown wounds.

"Roar!"

The Wind-Thunder Golden Eye Beast let out a long howl, which echoed through the hall like a thunderclap.

A powerful aura surged from the beast, as it glanced down with disdain over the entire hall, as if an emperor inspecting its domain.

The four Nascent Soul cultivators immediately stopped their battle and nervously watched the Wind-Thunder Golden Eye Beast, their senses heightened.

From the Wind-Thunder Golden Eye Beast, the four of them felt an unprecedented pressure—stronger than even a peak Nascent Soul cultivator could exert.

The oppressive aura emitted by the Wind-Thunder Golden Eye Beast was overwhelming, and the four dared not make any movements, fearing that even the slightest misstep would trigger the beast's thunderous wrath.

Even the heavily wounded Yuan Hao stood up, retreating to a corner, his expression serious as he watched the Wind-Thunder Golden Eye Beast.

The Wind-Thunder Golden Eye Beast cast a few glances at the four Nascent Soul cultivators before turning away, no longer paying attention, as if they were insignificant in its eyes.

Suddenly, the beast's four hooves exerted strength, and it jumped high, flying through the square hole in the ceiling.

Seeing the Wind-Thunder Golden Eye Beast leave, the others breathed a collective sigh of relief.

The pressure from the beast had been immense. In its presence, they felt as small and fragile as a lone boat adrift on a vast sea.

Only Yin Shuo seemed to realize something, his face filled with suspicion as he stared at the hole in the ceiling, his brows furrowed.

He had a faint feeling that something was wrong with the Wind-Thunder Golden Eye Beast.

Suddenly, he realized what was off.

When the Wind-Thunder Golden Eye Beast left, it took the pill furnace with it.

Given its strength far surpassed that of a peak Nascent Soul cultivator, why would it need a Soul Breaking Pill?

Could it be that the furnace did not contain pills, but something else?

Then, Yin Shuo recalled the blackened, decaying flesh on the Wind-Thunder Golden Eye Beast's hooves.

His eyes lit up, and he exclaimed in surprise.

"The Wind-Thunder Golden Eye Beast was bluffing! Its aura is fake. It's already dead. What we saw was just a powerful corpse puppet made from the body of the beast!"

"Corpse puppet?"

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The other three looked at Yin Shuo in disbelief.

"Then why is it moving? Did the corpse puppet gain intelligence?" asked Xing Gaohan.

"It's likely not that the corpse puppet gained intelligence, but that a powerful soul has occupied the body of the Wind-Thunder Golden Eye Beast," Yin Shuo answered.

Before he could finish speaking, his figure suddenly transformed into a streak of light and dashed toward the square hole in the ceiling.

The other three immediately followed, rising into the air.

Yuan Hao glanced at the square hole but did not rush to follow.

He was too heavily wounded and had no chance of competing against the four Nascent Soul cultivators. Regardless of the circumstances, he no longer had any qualifications to fight for the beast's corpse.

Suddenly, a dark shadow enveloped the sky above him. Looking up, he saw the Feng Ying flapping its wings as it approached.

"Yuan Hao, the Holy Demon's corpse is right in front of you. Why aren't you chasing it?"

Yuan Hao glanced at the Feng Ying in the sky, his tone tinged with helplessness.

"We're lucky enough to be alive. Right now, heavily injured as I am, trying to seize the Holy Demon's corpse from four Nascent Soul cultivators would be like a fool's dream. Besides, as Yin Shuo said, the Holy Demon has already been turned into a corpse puppet, its essence blood long gone. There's nothing left for you and me to refine or absorb."

The Feng Ying sneered. "Don't forget, we tracked this place using the Holy Demon's bloodline. This proves that there's still some essence blood left inside the Holy Demon's body, and it's not weak. Otherwise, the bloodline secret technique wouldn't work."

Yuan Hao's expression shifted. "What you say does make some sense, but how are we supposed to defeat Xing Gaohan and the others?"

The Feng Ying's eyes gleamed with sharpness. "There will always be an opportunity."

At that moment, the entire ceiling of the cave hall cracked, and stones began to fall continuously.

"Let's go. The hall is about to collapse."

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Song Wen was feeling quite depressed.

He never expected that while hiding in the underground temporary cave, the ground would suddenly begin to collapse without warning.

After escaping from underground, Song Wen noticed that the entire secret realm seemed to be shaking, as if there had been an earthquake.

On the mountain, countless stones rolled down, producing thunderous sounds.

"What's happening? Is the entire secret realm about to collapse?"

An inexplicable sense of unease surged in his heart.

Song Wen rose into the air and flew toward the direction away from the mountain.

If the secret realm was really undergoing a transformation, the area near the mountain would undoubtedly be the most dangerous.

Just as Song Wen flew more than a hundred feet away, a vengeful spirit suddenly appeared in front of him.

It was only a second-tier vengeful spirit, which posed no threat to Song Wen and was easily subdued and devoured.

However, the appearance of the vengeful spirit made Song Wen more cautious.

The higher you went in this secret realm, the denser the ghost fog became, and the vengeful spirits grew stronger.

The lower regions had never seen any vengeful spirits before.

"It seems the anomaly in the secret realm has affected the vengeful spirits, altering their active range."

Suddenly.

Song Wen suddenly heard a deep rumbling sound from behind him, like distant thunder.

Then came louder bang-bang sounds, as if someone were endlessly beating a large drum.

Song Wen knew that this was the sound of numerous stones loosening and rolling down the mountainside.

He didn't hesitate for a second and immediately increased his speed.

The rumbling sounds from behind continued.

As the sound of rolling stones grew more intense, a thunderous roar reverberated through the sky, like the anger of the heavens.

The ground began to shake violently.

A powerful gust of wind swept through, stirring the ghost fog into a swirling frenzy.

The wind carried with it countless small pebbles and dust.

The entire secret realm seemed to collapse as if the sky and earth were falling apart, becoming chaotic.

The mountain collapsed!

The ground sank!

The ghost fog surged!

The wind ravaged!

The dust spread!

"Looks like part of the mountain has collapsed. What exactly is going on?"

Looking at the scene of earth-shattering destruction, Song Wen couldn't help but secretly be thankful that he had escaped quickly enough.

(End of the Chapter)

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