Record of a Demon's Cultivation Chapter 1215: Escape with a Lightning Talisman

Translator: CinderTL

The new arrival shot a scornful look at Song Wen before he spoke.

"Since you’re so sincere, I’ll give you a chance. Help me find Bai Wei, and I’ll keep you by my side to serve me."

"Thank you, Senior!"

Uncontrollable joy instantly replaced the terror on Song Wen’s face.

"Junior Chi Pei, may I ask for Senior’s esteemed name?" Song Wen inquired.

With arrogant poise, the newcomer answered, "I am Xuan Qu."

Obsequious sycophancy immediately spread across Song Wen’s features.

"So it’s Senior Xuan Qu! I’ve long heard of your great renown. Meeting you today confirms your legendary Daoist aura and immortal bearing."

"Enough with the flattery! Hurry and lead me to Bai Wei!" Xuan Qu snapped back.

"Yes, Senior! Please follow me." Song Wen stood up and soared off in the direction from which he had arrived.

Xuan Qu followed dozens of miles behind Song Wen.

"Chi Pei, you must be a demonic cultivator, right?" Xuan Qu inquired offhandedly.

Song Wen kept flying forward, turning his head to respond, "Senior’s insight is sharp. This junior indeed cultivates the Corpse Path Art."

"Hmph!" Xuan Qu sneered with contempt. "Just as I suspected. Bai Wei has been secretly collaborating with those demonic cultivators from the Divine Blood Gate all along."

Song Wen halted abruptly, his face twisting into shock.

How is Bai Wei connected to the Divine Blood Gate?

"Senior, you misunderstand," Song Wen stated. "Though I am a corpse cultivator, I have no ties to either the Six Fiends Hall or the Divine Blood Gate."

Xuan Qu’s tone grew frigid. "Spare me your excuses. In the Southern Nether Continent, who else would risk their life to save her except the demonic spawn of the Divine Blood Gate?"

"But... Bai Wei was injured by the Six Fiends Hall," Song Wen objected. "Why would they send someone to rescue her?"

"The Six Fiends Hall attacked her to break free and survive," Xuan Qu clarified. "Their subsequent rescue attempt was also for survival. If she dies, the entire Six Fiends Hall might be buried with her."

Countless doubts churned in Song Wen’s thoughts, causing his speed to slacken without realizing it.

"Senior, what exactly is Bai Wei’s true identity?"

A grim shadow fell over Xuan Qu’s face, his gaze igniting with deep-seated hatred and bitterness.

"Don’t ask questions you shouldn’t. Where is Bai Wei in seclusion?"

"The Primordial Qi Death Zone," Song Wen answered.

"Why didn’t you say so sooner! You’ve wasted my time!" Xuan Qu bellowed. "I thought she was nearby!"

He lifted his hand, sending a blast of spiritual power that wrapped around Song Wen. Then, accelerating fiercely, Xuan Qu raced toward the Primordial Qi Death Zone.

Two silhouettes cut through the sky, tearing into the dense black Primordial Qi, before touching down in a valley nestled between twin peaks.

This very valley was where Song Wen had burst from underground carrying Bai Wei after their escape below, marks of their flight still lingering.

Gazing at the barren valley, Xuan Qu thundered in rage, "Where are they?!"

Trembling in fright behind Xuan Qu, Song Wen’s frame quivered violently. "Junior... Junior left her right here. There was blood on the ground."

Xuan Qu’s divine sense scoured the valley once more, probing every inch.

However, beyond some faint footprints, no blood remained.

Bai Wei had truly spat blood here, soaking the soil, yet she and Song Wen had escaped seven days prior. The Primordial Qi had eroded the stains completely, erasing them entirely.

Fury consumed Xuan Qu, his aura exploding with lethal killing intent.

Yet at that instant, he detected an eerie aura behind him—the distinct signature of a beast from the Primordial Qi Death Zone.

A foreboding chill gripped Xuan Qu’s heart.

Wasting no time, he dashed ahead and spun around to confront the threat.

Nine tentacles burst from Chi Pei’s skull, twisting and stretching menacingly.

"Void fiend!"

Terror widened Xuan Qu’s eyes, panic briefly crossing his expression.

The revelation that Chi Pei harbored a void fiend within was utterly shocking.

Even amid his astonishment, Xuan Qu moved with lightning speed.

A bowl-sized bronze mirror appeared in his right hand.

The mirror started to emit a soft glow, signaling that Xuan Qu poured his utmost strength into powering this treasure.

At the same time, dazzling Thunderlight flared from his left hand.

Buzz!

A shrill vibration echoed through the air.

Xuan Qu’s mind reeled as if a stifled thunder had detonated inside it. An unseen power, akin to a massive mallet, battered his divine soul. Agonizing torment flooded him, almost shattering his sanity.

The terrifying divine sense assault launched by tentacles protruding from Chi Pei’s head matched the might of even the late seventh-tier Black Wolf Void Demon under Wei Gu's command.

The subtle radiance on the bronze mirror vanished instantly.

The Thunderlight clutched in Xuan Qu’s left hand faded swiftly.

Blackness overwhelmed Xuan Qu’s sight as he tumbled down to the ground.

A frosty gleam shot toward Xuan Qu right in front of Song Wen.

Right before the chilling ray could impale Xuan Qu, strands of Thunderlight burst forth from his frame, like myriad silver snakes thrashing wildly through the darkness.

Shrouded in Thunderlight, Xuan Qu turned into a blazing streak, rocketing away with unbelievable swiftness.

His pace outstripped the Soul Cleaving Blade itself.

The Soul Cleaving Blade sliced through empty space, hitting merely some scattered bits of ruptured talismans.

Those shards gleamed entirely in purple-gold hues, faint lightning serpents still flickering over their surfaces.

"An escape-type lightning talisman!"

Song Wen surged ahead, hounding Xuan Qu without pause.

At the start, he used the shadow void to pinpoint Xuan Qu’s remote position.

However, Xuan Qu quickly fled beyond fifty thousand kilometers, surpassing the shadow void’s sensing limit.

Song Wen persisted in the pursuit regardless.

He had intentionally drawn Xuan Qu into the Primordial Qi Death Zone prior to the strike, designed to neutralize all of Xuan Qu’s getaway techniques.

Aided by the shadow void, Song Wen traversed the Primordial Qi Death Zone with ease, holding a clear edge in both fleeing and chasing.

A dim crimson glow emerged in his eyes as he triggered the Dreamfloat True Eye.

In that moment, Xuan Qu’s trail across the Primordial Qi appeared strikingly vivid.

By the time Song Wen overtook Xuan Qu, they had traveled more than two hundred and fifty thousand kilometers.

Xuan Qu’s state mirrored Bai Wei’s after her life-threatening wound.

Collapsed on the desolate yellow soil, his form shuddered fiercely, every fiber convulsing in torment.

His eyes showed dilated, hollow pupils overflowing with infinite agony.

Severe harm to his divine soul had even blunted his basic awareness.

Not until Song Wen closed to twenty meters did Xuan Qu detect his presence.

Defiant in the face of death, a purple-gold talisman formed in Xuan Qu’s right grip.

Before he could trigger it, a slash of blade gleam whipped by.

Xuan Qu’s right arm flew off in an instant.

The Soul Cleaving Blade’s residual momentum pressed on, severing his head cleanly.

"You can’t kill me!"

Xuan Qu’s detached head tumbled over the yellow ground, yet it still mustered threats against Song Wen.

(End of the Chapter)

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