Record of a Demon’s Cultivation

 

Translator: Cinder Translations

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“Boom!”

 

Lightning roared as it struck the bronze shield, causing the shield to glow intensely green. Moments later, it exploded, scattering bits of green light.

 

This gave Song Wen a brief moment to prepare his sword attack.

 

Despite the continuous surges of lightning, he thrust his sword towards Lei Hong’s throat.

 

Having just used all his spiritual energy to perform the Thunder Burst technique, Lei Hong was now exhausted, and his new power had yet to replenish.

 

His eyes widened as he stared at the approaching three-foot-long sword. With a thought, a flying sword appeared out of nowhere and aimed directly at Song Wen’s chest.

 

“Rescue Zhao by besieging Wei.”

 

If Song Wen was determined to pierce his throat, then his long sword would also pierce Song Wen’s heart.

 

He did not believe Song Wen would be willing to exchange lives with him.

 

However, contrary to his disbelief, Song Wen did not dodge or avoid the flying sword and allowed it to stab into his chest.

 

At the same time, Song Wen’s long sword pierced Lei Hong’s throat, and the violent spiritual energy exploded, shredding his neck into pieces.

 

Lei Hong’s head fell onto the rocky ground, rolling around as his eyes widened in disbelief, unable to close them even in death.

 

Song Wen also got pierced through by Lei Hong’s long sword, with half of his chest shattered by the sharp sword energy.

 

With a flash of movement, Song Wen reappeared three meters away, unharmed.

 

Song Wen took Lei Hong’s head into his hand and grasped Lei Hong’s body, devouring his blood and soul.

 

He casually removed the storage ring from Lei Hong’s hand and found another storage ring from Lei Hong’s corpse, which originally belonged to Gan Yue.

 

A fireball descended and consumed Lei Hong’s corpse.

 

The bodies of the Lei family members could not be left behind, and Song Wen dared not keep them.

 

Song Wen turned and approached the altar.

 

The recent battle had shattered numerous rocks and caused large stones to fall from the cave’s ceiling, but the altar and the ground formation remained completely intact, which was quite extraordinary.

 

The Azure Bull showed signs of awakening, possibly due to either nearing the completion of its advancement or the impact of the recent battle. Its body began to slowly move. However, it was still bound by chains Lei Tianyu had used, so the Azure Bull could not break free yet, but Song Wen did not have much time left.

 

He seated himself in the position previously occupied by Lei Hong, cross-legged, and placed his hands on the depressions in the altar’s stone wall.

 

Moments passed, but the altar showed no reaction.

 

Song Wen’s heart sank. He had paid a great price to kill Lei Hong.

 

The Green-Faced Ghost General was dead, the Red-Haired Ghost General and the Silver Corpse were severely injured, and he had lost a substitute puppet. If he could not devour the Azure Bull’s thunderous spirit, it would be a huge loss.

 

At this moment, Lei Tianyu, lying on the ground, suddenly laughed loudly.

 

“Good kill. Lei Hong, this ungrateful wretch, deserved to die. But if you want to plunder my Lei family’s altar, that’s impossible. Only Lei family members can activate this altar.”

 

“Let me go, take me to the Lei family. As a member of the Lei family, I promise you, we will grant you endless cultivation resources.”

 

Song Wen stood up and walked to Lei Tianyu, coldly saying.

 

“A waste with a destroyed dantian, still daring to claim to be from the Lei family.”

 

Song Wen’s hand transformed into a claw, moving swiftly like the wind, and grabbed at Lei Tianyu’s head.

 

“Don’t! My Lei family has treasures that can repair the dantian...”

 

Before Lei Tianyu could finish his words, he felt a powerful soul force invade his brain, making his mind instantly chaotic and his consciousness blur.

 

Moments later, Song Wen released his grip, turned, and walked towards the altar.

 

Instead of killing Lei Tianyu, Song Wen used a soul-searching technique.

 

From the memories obtained, Song Wen learned that activating the altar also required infusing it with thunderous power.

 

Song Wen seated himself before the altar again, pressing his hands onto the altar, and began to perform the Thunder Palm technique.

 

A lightning bolt the size of a chopstick surged from his palm and was poured into the altar.

 

The altar gradually began to shine with a silver light, with countless tiny silver snakes appearing intermittently on the altar.

 

However, Song Wen’s Thunder Palm was rather weak. After repeatedly activating it over ten times, the altar finally emitted a brilliant silver light.

 

The Azure Bull seemed to sense a deadly threat and suddenly awakened from its advancement sleep.

 

The Azure Bull’s eyes were wide open, and its hooves pressed against the altar, trying to stand up.

 

The chains wrapped around its body suddenly tightened, preventing it from rising.

 

The Azure Bull became increasingly enraged, lightning flickering from its mouth and nostrils. Its aura grew more intense, and a terrifying pressure enveloped the entire cave.

 

Suddenly, the Azure Bull felt a terrifying suction force coming from the stone platform beneath it, firmly binding it to the platform and interrupting its imminent thunderous attack.

 

The suction force grew stronger, as if it intended to tear apart its flesh and shatter its body.

 

“Moo… Moo… Moo…”

 

The Azure Bull emitted a series of mournful roars.

 

The tough hide on its belly began to be split open, with small, bloody cracks appearing, and crimson blood flowing from the fissures.

 

The wounds gradually expanded, and the hide attached to the altar was violently torn apart, exposing its blood-soaked flesh.

 

The suction force from the altar continued to intensify, stripping the Azure Bull’s flesh layer by layer.

 

The Azure Bull gradually ceased its roars. Despair filled its eyes as tears streamed down.

 

The altar was stained red with blood, and the blood gathered into a blood serpent that crawled up Song Wen’s arm and then entered his mouth.

 

Song Wen did not experience the excruciating pain that Lei Tianyu had when he swallowed the blood serpent.

 

As soon as the blood serpent entered Song Wen’s body, it was rapidly devoured, transforming into pure, refined blood.

 

An indescribable, intangible spiritual essence was also absorbed by Song Wen.

 

After a quarter of an hour, Song Wen stood up, looking at the Azure Bull’s mangled body with a smile on his lips.

 

He could clearly sense that his understanding of thunder laws had suddenly become clearer.

 

Previously, using Thunder Palm was like groping in layers of fog, but now he had a clear comprehension of it, as if the fog had lifted.

 

With a thought, a lightning bolt the size of a bowl appeared in his palm.

 

The Thunder Palm in his hand was several times larger than the fist-sized Thunder Palm described in the jade slips.

 

Song Wen smiled in satisfaction. The spiritual beast with the bloodline of the divine beast Kui Niu indeed allowed him to become a rare genius in thunder laws by devouring the Azure Bull’s thunderous essence.

 

No wonder Lei Tianyu went to such lengths and Lei Hong betrayed his clan to obtain the Azure Bull’s thunder essence.

 

Song Wen approached the unconscious Lei Tianyu, waved his hand, and a surge of spiritual power drew him onto the altar.

 

Lei Tianyu had absorbed a lot of thunder essence from others, so he had a substantial amount of thunder essence within him, making him a thunder genius, and Song Wen could not afford to waste it.

 

Lei Hong’s plan to spare Lei Tianyu was also based on this idea.

 

Following Lei Tianyu’s memories, Song Wen activated the formation and the altar again.

 

After being forcibly soul-searched, most people’s souls would be damaged and become foolish.

 

However, Lei Tianyu was fortunate in that his soul was rare and undamaged.

 

But he was very unlucky as well. After the altar was activated, he woke up.

 

Seeing himself lying on the altar and the lightning flashing on it, Lei Tianyu was filled with fear.

 

This scene was all too familiar to him.

 

In the past, others lay on the altar while he sat beside it, devouring their essence.

 

This time, it was reversed. He was lying on the altar, providing his essence for others to devour.

 

“Don’t, please spare me. My father is the renowned Thunderstorm Master Lei Jun. If you spare me, he will surely reward you with a great amount of spirit stones and treasures.”

 

Song Wen remained unmoved.

 

Feeling the increasing suction force from the altar, with his back being torn apart, Lei Tianyu screamed in agony.

 

“You can’t kill me. My Lei family’s ancestor is a Nascent Soul powerhouse. The ancestor is very fond of me, and I have a fragment of his divine soul. If you kill me, you won’t escape the ancestor’s pursuit.”

 

(End of the Chapter)

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