Record of a Demon's Cultivation Chapter 1404: Demon Beast Siege
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"Fellow Daoist Yongcheng, I merely wore a bamboo hat to avoid attracting attention. You, on the other hand, completely altered your appearance. If not for the immense pressure during the teleportation process disrupting your aura concealment techniques, you likely wouldn’t have revealed your true identity," the handsome man said mockingly.
He was none other than Ancestor Yuanrong of the Myriad Swords Pavilion, Jian Xiao’s former sword companion. After Jian Xiao’s death, Yuanrong had exhausted every means to find Song Wen, the culprit, and avenge his friend.
His rival, Daoist Monarch Yongyuan, was the Great Ascension Stage Ancestor of the Azure Flame Sect. Ying Wu had mentioned to Song Wen that after Wen Xuan’s death, Yongyuan had approached the Myriad Swords Pavilion demanding Ying Wu’s surrender. However, after receiving a substantial bribe, he had left satisfied.
I originally thought the highest cultivation level among the participants in this Western Rong Continent expedition would be the Body Integration Stage. Now, with two Great Ascension Stage monsters joining the fray, things are bound to become more complicated. Fortunately, their early exposure allows me to prepare. Especially against Yuanrong, I can’t use the Blood Sea Seal, Haotian Divine Thunder, Nine Calamity Heaven-Measuring Sword, Thunder Kui Wings... any of my usual methods would reveal my identity, Song Wen thought to himself.
He had also made another discovery.
Song Wen’s divine sense couldn’t perceive his surroundings. Contrary to his initial assumption, this wasn’t due to the oppressive aura of the two Great Ascension Stage powerhouses. Instead, some mysterious force in the area was interfering with his divine sense.
As Song Wen’s thoughts raced, Daoist Monarch Yongcheng continued his conversation with Yuanrong.
"Fellow Daoist Yuanrong, we’ve been transported to this unfamiliar place, and we haven’t even confirmed if we’re still on the Western Rong Continent. The path ahead is uncertain, and the fortunes are unpredictable. Why don’t we join forces and explore together?"
"I was just thinking the same thing!" Yuanrong replied.
The two, who had been exchanging barbed remarks moments earlier, instantly sheathed their animosity, and the atmosphere softened.
"In that case, let’s first investigate this cave thoroughly. The severe interference with our divine sense—could it be caused by some kind of formation or restriction?" Daoist Monarch Yongcheng suggested.
"I don’t think so." Yuanrong shook his head slightly, his gaze sweeping across the cave. "It’s more likely some natural force interfering with our divine sense."
Before Yuanrong could finish speaking, four tongues of flame suddenly appeared above his head.
The flames rapidly extended in four different directions, illuminating the entire cave.
The cave showed clear signs of crude excavation, with uneven floors and walls riddled with pits and fissures.
"What’s that?"
A voice suddenly rang out from the crowd.
Following the man’s pointed finger, the group turned to see:
Under the flickering firelight, countless shadows danced across the cave walls.
These shadows were actually fissures and cracks.
The man’s finger pointed to a fissure about a foot wide.
Within the fissure, several pairs of glowing green eyes stared fixedly at the group.
The creatures possessing these eyes had eight legs and two abdomens, but their heads resembled hairless human skulls, lacking ears and noses.
It was as if a child’s head had been grafted onto a spider the size of a washbasin.
"Hiss..."
The monsters emitted a guttural, inhuman hiss, their eight legs twitching restlessly. They clearly regarded the sudden appearance of the group as prey, their instincts stirring. Yet they also seemed wary, perhaps due to never having encountered such upright creatures before, their fear of the unknown holding them back.
"Mere fourth-tier beasts dare to act so insolently!" Yuanrong snorted coldly, flicking his fingers to unleash several streaks of fire.
The flames shot forth with lightning speed, reaching the monsters in an instant.
Boom, boom...
The creatures exploded in rapid succession, splattering dark green blood and flesh across the cave walls.
The explosions were muffled, yet they seemed to trigger some forbidden taboo.
In that instant, countless eerie green lights erupted from the depths of the fissures, dense and layered like an inverted starry river.
Each pair of green glimmers was a pair of ravenous, maddened eyes, sending shivers down one’s spine.
Monsters swarmed out of the fissures, their mouths emitting incessant shrieks as they lunged at the group from all directions above.
"Seeking death!" Yuanrong hissed softly.
The four tongues of flame suspended high above suddenly surged violently, expanding in all directions to instantly transform into a sea of fire, forming a scorching barrier overhead.
The monsters were of low rank, mostly between Second-Tier and fifth-tier. Before even reaching the fiery sea, they were ignited, their agonizing shrieks fading into ash.
After losing hundreds of their kin, the monsters finally realized their prey was formidable.
No longer throwing themselves into the flames like moths, they converged on the cave’s ceiling, rapidly coalescing into a massive sphere.
Their auras merged, forming a unified entity.
The sphere crashed down, plunging directly into the sea of fire.
The outer layer of monsters was instantly incinerated, but those within remained unscathed.
Seeing the sphere about to breach the fiery barrier, Yuanrong roared again.
"Starstream Sword Rain!"
Yuanrong raised his hand and pointed upward. Instantly, countless strands of Sword Qi materialized, surging skyward like an inverted celestial river.
The torrent of Sword Qi tore through the sea of fire, piercing into the heart of the monster sphere.
The spherical mass instantly shattered, transforming into an endless rain of green blood that cascaded down, only to be incinerated by the sea of flames below.
With this single strike, Yuanrong had slain thousands of monsters, yet their numbers in the cavern showed no sign of diminishing, instead multiplying relentlessly.
Monsters continued to pour forth from the fissures in the cavern walls, their strength growing with each wave. Sixth-tier beasts had already begun to emerge, their larger bodies and more intelligent eyes betraying their superior power.
"This place is not safe to linger," Daoist Monarch Yongcheng suddenly declared. "We should leave immediately."
The cavern’s unique location interfered with the group’s divine sense. Without the ability to extend their divine sense, they couldn’t remotely control their mystic treasures, severely limiting their combat capabilities. This explained why Yuanrong had resorted to spells rather than activating any of his treasures.
Of course, the current horde of monsters hardly warranted the use of such powerful artifacts.
"Fellow Daoist Yongcheng, have you found an exit?" Yuanrong asked.
"The exits to this cavern are likely these fissures themselves," Daoist Monarch Yongcheng replied.
Some of the wider fissures were large enough for a person to pass through, but with their divine sense suppressed, the group couldn’t determine which fissure led to the surface.
(End of the Chapter)
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