Record of a Demon's Cultivation Chapter 1274: The Mighty Power of Heaven and Earth

As the approach to the Gang Qi Waterfall intensified, the aerial currents, initially dominant at higher altitudes, were compressed downwards, casting a dark, foreboding shadow upon the sky.

An unseen weight pressed down upon the landscape, as though the very atmosphere had thickened into a suffocating mass.

The winds howled, converging upon the Gang Qi Waterfall before plunging downwards in a relentless cascade that vanished below the horizon.

It resembled a colossal chasm that had opened in the distant earth, its immense void swallowing the unending stream of gang qi.

"Ugh... ah..."

Amidst the clamor, the native’s voice suddenly pierced the air.

Pulled from his contemplation of the Heaven and Earth Phenomenon, Song Wen's focus snapped back to the present.

He instinctively turned his gaze toward the burly man, who was now pointing towards a mountain valley situated many miles away.

Song Wen, accompanied by the burly man, descended into the valley.

The burly man, long aware of Song Wen's inability to comprehend his speech, became silent and resorted to animated gestures.

Despite his fervent attempts, Song Wen remained utterly baffled by the pantomime.

Witnessing this, the burly man exhibited growing unease, his eyes darting about frantically. A flicker of inspiration seemed to strike him as his gaze fell upon the ground.

He stooped, retrieved a small stone, and with considerable force, flung it into the sky.

The stone soared upwards, ascending for tens of miles before its upward momentum gradually waned, causing it to begin its descent back to the earth.

The burly man moved with haste, sprinting towards the trajectory of the falling stone.

When the stone was merely a few miles from the ground, he executed a nimble leap, catching it deftly in his palm.

Song Wen instantly grasped the man's intent: he was communicating that the Pure Origin Heavenly Dew had descended from the heavens.

However, the Pure Origin Heavenly Dew was known to be carried by the gale, suspended high in the atmosphere. Why would it suddenly fall?

Song Wen tilted his head back, his eyes scanning the turbulent gale raging above like a dark, swirling vortex. A deep furrow formed on his brow.

His confusion, however, was soon to be dispelled.

The intense gale began to subside, its speed noticeably decreasing at an astonishing pace.

The distant Gang Qi Waterfall also quieted, its surging torrent transforming into a gentle, flowing ribbon.

As Song Wen observed the unusually subdued gale, a sense of disquiet began to wash over him.

The sudden calm of the gale was profoundly unsettling.

But scarcely a moment later, another peculiar event transpired.

The Gang Qi Waterfall, which had been pouring down from the Nine Heavens, abruptly halted in mid-air.

Then, a thunderous roar emanated from the earth's depths, and the ground convulsed violently, as if an ancient, colossal entity were on the verge of breaking free.

In the ensuing instant, the Gang Qi Waterfall reversed its flow, surging upwards from the ground in a furious, inverted torrent!

The gale that had hovered above Song Wen’s head also shifted its direction, now rushing in the opposing direction.

Beholding this magnificent and astonishing spectacle, Song Wen could not help but swallow hard.

The sheer immensity of Heaven and Earth, its capricious nature, and its overwhelming might were beyond human comprehension or the capacity to oppose.

While Song Wen stood in silent awe, the native pointed towards the sky, babbling animatedly.

Song Wen perceived the gist of his communication.

It was under these very circumstances that the Pure Origin Heavenly Dew had descended from the gale.

With sufficient patience, like a hunter in ambush, one could indeed acquire the Pure Origin Heavenly Dew.

Nevertheless, Song Wen’s allotted time was constrained; he could not afford to remain in this location.

He gestured dismissively towards the burly man, signaling his permission to depart.

At this signal, the burly man’s face brightened with evident joy, and he turned, sprinting back towards his village.

Song Wen paid no further heed to the native. His body ascended from the ground, and he began to drift slowly towards the Gang Qi Waterfall.

As he drew nearer, the Gang Qi Waterfall loomed ever larger in his sight, Eclipsing the entire sky and earth, presenting the appearance of the world's ultimate boundary.

Song Wen halted his approach ten miles shy of the waterfall.

Ahead, the gale raged ferociously, yet where he was positioned, the air remained placid and undisturbed, completely unaffected. It was as if an unseen barrier contained the gale within the confines of the waterfall, preventing even a single wisp from escaping.

Now, he could clearly discern that beneath the Gang Qi Waterfall, the earth was absent, replaced by a bottomless expanse of nothingness.

At this juncture, the gale was erupting directly from this abyss.

Song Wen endeavored to extend his divine sense into the abyss, harboring the hope of discerning its contents.

Should an entry into the abyss be possible, the pursuit of the Pure Origin Heavenly Dew might conceivably become less challenging.

However, his divine sense was violently torn asunder by the gale after penetrating merely a few miles.

Subsequently, Song Wen directed his divine sense to the left and right flanks, attempting to ascertain the true breadth of the Gang Qi Waterfall.

Despite the considerable power of his divine sense, Song Wen could not perceive any limit to the Gang Qi Waterfall's expanse.

Yet another revelation dawned upon him.

The Gang Qi Waterfall, he observed, was not entirely vertical; a subtle, almost imperceptible curve marked its descent.

Song Wen's mind immediately grasped the truth: this was no mere waterfall, but a colossal pillar of Gang Qi, a tempest of such incomprehensible immensity that its diameter defied any measure.

After a swift survey of his surroundings, Song Wen set his course to the right.

His hope was to discover a less turbulent section of the gale, an area that might permit his descent into the abyss to seek the elusive Pure Origin Heavenly Dew.

As he navigated along the periphery of the Gang Qi Waterfall, his earlier intuition was confirmed – the waterfall indeed followed a curved path.

An expanse of over a hundred thousand li had been traversed when the voice of the shadow void resonated within his consciousness.

"Master, entities identified! Seven human cultivators approach, situated five thousand li ahead."

Song Wen's senses heightened immediately. He significantly curtailed his travel speed, simultaneously probing mentally through his Sea of Consciousness:

"What are their respective cultivation stages?"

"Three cultivators are at the Void Refinement Stage, and four have reached the Divine Transformation Stage," the shadow void relayed.

A measure of tension eased from Song Wen's nerves. Provided he did not encounter any cultivators at the Body Integration Stage, he assessed his chances as favorable.

"And their current activities?"

"Nothing of note," the shadow void responded. "They are merely maintaining a vigilant watch over the Gang Qi Waterfall."

A slight frown creased Song Wen's brow as he contemplated this information.

He surmised that the other cultivators encountered were likely drawn to this location for the Pure Origin Heavenly Dew, much like himself. While aware of the potential abundance of the dew at the abyss's bottom, they appeared hesitant to venture in without a clearer understanding of the conditions within.

Following a brief period of reflection, Song Wen abruptly increased his speed, resuming his swift journey forward.

Before long, the distant figures materialized within his range of perception.

He discerned that among the three Void Refinement Stage cultivators was the familiar face of Xue Cong. The remaining two were a man and a woman; based on their distinctive attire, the man seemed affiliated with the Myriad Swords Pavilion, while the woman was likely a disciple of the Profound Sky Sect.

"Esteemed Fellow Daoist Xue Cong, what an unexpected encounter to meet you here!" Song Wen's voice, amplified by his spiritual power, reached out from a considerable distance.

The three Void Refinement Stage cultivators, alerted to Song Wen's approach, turned their gazes toward him.

As Song Wen drew nearer and alighted a short distance away, Xue Cong initiated the conversation.

"Fellow Daoist Gou Jun, have your endeavors proceeded without issue?"

"I appreciate your concern, Fellow Daoist Xue Cong. My journey thus far has been remarkably smooth, devoid of any significant perils. However..." Song Wen's head shook, his expression clouding over. "To speak plainly, my primary objective in venturing here was the acquisition of Pure Origin Heavenly Dew, a quest in which I have yet to achieve substantial success."