Record of a Demon's Cultivation Chapter 1507: A Thousand-Year Dao Companion, Complete in an Instant

Translator: CinderTL

The moment the Giant Flying Ship’s defensive barrier shattered, a violent surge of energy erupted outward.

The first thing to be struck was the black spear.

The spear, already at its breaking point, instantly shattered into a black mist, which was then pulverized by the expanding energy.

Next, the nine Corpse-Suppressing Nails arrayed around the ship were flung away, their formation collapsing instantly.

Finally, Yu Bi was hit.

However, Yu Bi had anticipated this and summoned a blood-red shield in advance.

The violent energy slammed into the shield, sending Yu Bi and his shield hurtling back over three kilometers.

The Rongqi Giant Flying Ship shook violently under the impact, creaking ominously as if it were about to fall apart.

The passengers aboard, including Rong Luan, were also affected.

But Rong Luan summoned her bone shield, absorbing the energy surge and protecting the others.

Then, using her spiritual power to support Rong Shao and Huang Yangshu, she flew out of the ship and sped away into the distance.

“Trying to escape? Wishful thinking!” Yu Bi roared, and the nine Corpse-Suppressing Nails immediately regrouped, pursuing Rong Luan and her companions relentlessly.

Simultaneously, the nails vibrated violently, emitting piercing ghostly wails.

Instead of spreading outward, the wails coalesced into a visible pillar of sound, a sonic beam aimed directly at Rong Luan.

Once bitten, twice shy!

Having already fallen victim to the ghostly wails once, Rong Luan had no intention of repeating her mistake.

Before her floated a walnut-sized bell.

The bell swayed gently, emitting a crisp, tinkling chime. A burst of white, luminous energy erupted, bathing the surrounding thirty meters in an ethereal glow.

Rong Shao and Huang Yangshu were also enveloped in this radiant aura.

The concentrated sonic beam pierced the white glow, only to dissipate like a mud ox sinking into the sea, leaving Rong Luan unharmed.

With the divine sense attack thwarted, Yu Bi ceased the nails’ ghostly wails, focusing instead on driving them toward Rong Luan.

Nine deathly beams of dark light relentlessly closed in on her.

Rong Luan immediately activated her bone shield, causing it to spin rapidly around herself, Rong Shao, and Huang Yangshu.

Thump… thump… thump…

After nine muffled thuds, the bone shield blocked all nine streams of ghostly light.

However, Rong Luan was clearly struggling, her face flushed crimson.

“Rong Luan, you can’t escape! Why not surrender now?!” Yu Bi’s voice echoed from behind, growing steadily closer.

Rong Luan’s cultivation was already slightly weaker than Yu Bi’s, and now she was burdened with two companions to protect, making her escape even slower.

Yu Bi once again activated the nine Corpse-Suppressing Nails, sending them shooting forward in a line, aimed directly at Rong Luan’s back.

Rong Luan whipped her head around, her sharp gaze piercing Huang Yangshu on her left.

“Huang Yangshu, I remember you have a Nine Bends Heavenly River Talisman?”

Huang Yangshu looked back at her, bewildered.

“It’s time to use it,” Rong Luan urged.

Huang Yangshu looked even more confused.

The Nine Bends Heavenly River Talisman was a defensive talisman, and one of the most powerful seventh-tier talismans.

Once activated, it would conjure a phantom shadow of the Nine Bends Heavenly River, flowing like mercury across the ground, creating an impenetrable defense.

Even the most powerful seventh-rank talisman was still just a seventh-rank talisman. Against Yu Bi’s full-force attack, what use could it possibly be?

As Huang Yangshu stood frozen in shock, he suddenly sensed a massive surge of spiritual power erupting from Rong Luan’s body, flooding directly into his own.

This foreign spiritual power was overwhelming, surging through his meridians like a raging torrent, obliterating his own spiritual power before crashing into his dantian.

In the next instant, Huang Yangshu felt an immense force grip his body, hurling him backward to intercept the nine deadly streaks of ghostly light.

Rong Luan… she’s using me as a meat shield.

The realization flashed through Huang Yangshu’s mind, his pupils dilating in horror.

But against the full-force strike of a mid-Great Ascension cultivator, what resistance could he possibly offer?

It seemed he could only close his eyes and await death.

Despair, cold as icy mud, instantly engulfed him.

Yet even in the face of certain death, even knowing it was futile, he instinctively made one last… desperate struggle.

A jade-green talisman suddenly appeared in his hand.

It was the Nine Bends Heavenly River Talisman that Rong Luan had mentioned.

Huang Yangshu channeled his spiritual power, attempting to activate the talisman, but discovered he couldn’t muster even a trace of it—not even the minimal amount needed to activate the talisman.

This was because the spiritual power Rong Luan had infused into his body was violently invasive, directly penetrating his dantian and nascent soul.

The once-solemn and dignified nascent soul suddenly cracked open with a horrifying fissure!

Then came a second, a third…

A dazzling, heart-wrenching light erupted from the cracks, spilling outward.

“Rong Luan, you venomous woman—!”

Huang Yangshu roared in fury, his eyes bloodshot.

BOOM!!!

A cataclysmic torrent of energy, like a volcanic eruption, erupted from his dantian and nascent soul!

Huang Yangshu’s nascent soul, physical body, and divine soul were instantly pulverized into dust.

The energy surge swept outward in all directions.

Its first target: the nine life-reaping spectral lights.

The self-detonation of Huang Yangshu’s nascent soul unleashed power far surpassing any attack he had ever unleashed in his life, exceeding even the full-force strike of a peak Body Integration cultivator.

Yet even this proved insufficient against Yu Bi.

As the energy torrent swept past, the nine Corpse-Suppressing Nails merely trembled slightly, their power diminished by a fraction, and their speed slowed by a hair’s breadth.

This was enough for Rong Luan. The slightly weakened Corpse-Suppressing Nails were easily blocked by her bone shield.

“Tsk, tsk! Rong Luan, you’re truly ruthless! But Huang Yangshu can only help you once. Let’s see how you withstand my next attack!” Yu Bi’s voice boomed.

Rong Luan glanced anxiously at Rong Shao to her right.

Rong Shao remained bound by corpse qi, unable to move.

Yet his mind was clear. He had witnessed everything: Huang Yangshu’s tragic fate as a discarded pawn, and the earth-shattering explosion of the nascent soul.

A mocking smile immediately spread across his face.

Rong Luan had treated him like a chess piece to be manipulated at will.

But wasn’t Rong Luan herself just another pawn, manipulated by others?

“Rong Luan, what are you hesitating for? Why not force me to detonate my nascent soul too? That way, you might gain a few more breaths of life,” Rong Shao said sarcastically.

Rong Luan had no intention of forcing Rong Shao to self-destruct.

Rong Shao was different from Huang Yangshu. He was a “human-shaped great medicine” she had meticulously cultivated for thousands of years—a supreme elixir for longevity extension.

Her remaining lifespan was barely better than Yu Bi’s, just over three Sexagenary Cycles.

This was precisely when she desperately needed longevity-extending Spirit Herbs.

She had even considered helping Rong Shao advance to the Great Ascension stage to maximize his value as a “human-shaped great medicine.”

(End of the Chapter)