webnovelfull Chapter 379 The Demon King of the Wrathful Heaven
Chapter 379 The Demon King of the Wrathful Heaven
After clearing out the western region of the secret realm, devouring the last few Foundation Establishment cultivators, and seizing all the treasures, Wu Xuemei's aura had reached the pinnacle of the Foundation Establishment realm. Her spiritual power was perfectly balanced and abundant, causing ripples in the surrounding space.
The barrier of the Golden Core stage was as thin as paper in her perception, and could be broken with a single puncture.
She forcefully suppressed the urge to break through, because a stronger, more primal call was constantly coming from the depths of the earth.
This summoning power originated from the same source as the remnant soul of the Demon Lord that she had just devoured, but it was many times more vast and pure!
It was both alluring and terrifying; the mere pull of its aura made Wu Xuemei's soul tremble.
Wu Xuemei looked in that direction.
There, the earth cracked open, forming a bottomless, enormous canyon from which dark demonic energy billowed like smoke, shooting straight into the sky.
At that moment, Wu Xuemei suddenly recalled Shen Rugo's seemingly innocent smile, which had repeatedly caused her humiliation, and a deep-seated hatred rose from the bottom of her heart.
"Power! I need even greater power!"
"Shen Rugo, you little bitch, I don't know what secrets you have that you possess so many runes! Once I leave this place, I will grind you to dust and make you pay for the humiliation you suffered a hundredfold!"
Without further hesitation, she transformed into a streak of black light and resolutely plunged into the abyss, which resembled the gaping maw of a gigantic beast.
Once you enter the abyss, it's like entering another world.
The light disappeared, and only some unidentified objects emitting a faint glow on the surrounding rock walls provided dim illumination.
Dense, almost tangible demonic energy pressed in from all directions, attempting to erode her physical body and soul.
The roars of countless demons filled her ears, disturbing her mind, while illusions swirled before her eyes, with mountains of corpses and seas of blood, and even the scenes that filled her deepest fears playing out one after another.
An ordinary Foundation Establishment cultivator would probably not last more than the time it takes for an incense stick to burn before their spiritual energy is exhausted and their mind is overwhelmed.
But Wu Xuemei is different.
She activated her Devouring Demon Art with all her might, and an invisible vortex seemed to form around her, constantly devouring and transforming the invading demonic energy.
He kept his mind focused, his eyes remaining cold and clear.
As you descend along the rock face, you encounter countless monsters along the way.
There are black-winged demons that resemble bats with venomous claws and teeth, soul-devouring shadows formed from pent-up resentment, and demonic snakes lurking in the pool of demonic energy that suddenly leap out and attack.
These demonic creatures range from Qi Refining to Foundation Establishment, and they appear one after another.
Wu Xuemei fought her way down the mountain.
The abyss seemed endless; the deeper one went, the purer the demonic energy became, and the more powerful the demonic creatures that appeared.
Finally, after descending for an unknown amount of time and killing countless monsters, their feet found solid ground, and they landed on a relatively open platform.
At the end of the platform was the entrance to an enormous cave, sealed by a layer of dark energy like a curtain of water, emanating a chilling pressure.
The source of the summoning sensation lies behind that cave!
Wu Xuemei took a deep breath and stepped inside.
Passing through that layer of dark energy, there was no obstacle as expected; instead, the view opened up before them to reveal a huge underground cavern.
In the center of the cave, instead of the imagined demon palace or altar, there was a massive, pitch-black demon skeleton, as large as a small mountain!
The demonic remains, still roaring towards the sky, and despite being dead for countless years, it still exudes a suffocating aura.
Its bones were covered with mysterious magical patterns, and its chest was pierced by several thick chains engraved with golden runes, pinning it firmly to the ground. Golden light flowed from the chains.
Within the eye sockets of the demon's enormous head, two dark blue soul flames burned silently, which was the source of the summoning sensation.
The remnant soul of an ancient demon!
Wu Xuemei's appearance seemed to have stirred up the dormant soul fire.
A faint blue light flickered, and an aged yet supremely majestic voice resounded deep within her soul:
"After so many years, I've finally found a decent body..."
Wu Xuemei felt a chill run down her spine, and her whole body tensed instantly.
However, the voice immediately softened, even becoming somewhat kind: "Little girl, don't be nervous. I, the Demon King of Wrath, have been sealed here and am already exhausted. I have no ill intentions towards you."
As the soul flames flickered, a phantom clad in ancient demonic armor materialized, its gaze softening as it looked at Wu Xuemei: "Your arrival here proves that you and I are destined to meet. Observing your unique physique, one in ten thousand possessing the Soul-Devouring Demonic Body, you are the only suitable candidate to inherit my lineage!"
"Taoism?"
Wu Xuemei remained outwardly calm, but inwardly she was sneering.
Her Soul-Devouring Demon Body subtly sensed and could clearly perceive the greed hidden deep within the soul fire.
"Not bad!"
The voice of the remnant soul of the Demon King of Litian was full of temptation: "I have roamed the ancient times and commanded millions of demons. If I had not been betrayed by a despicable villain, I would have already become the Demon Emperor!"
As long as you are willing to become my disciple and receive my teachings, I will pass on all my knowledge to you, including the Demon Devouring Technique that leads directly to the Demon Emperor realm!
At that time, you will be the sole ruler of heaven and earth!
It begins to recount its so-called history, portraying itself as a tragic hero who resisted the oppression of the immortal realm, while depicting the immortal realm as a hypocrite who is sanctimonious and only knows how to manipulate things from behind the scenes. The voice is full of infectiousness.
Wu Xuemei's face revealed a look of longing, excitement, and a hint of hesitation: "Senior, is this true? Can the Heaven-Devouring Demon Technique really make me incredibly powerful?"
"Of course! To show my sincerity, I will first pass on to you an introductory mental cultivation method. You can practice here and experience its profound mysteries."
After saying that, a long and complicated incantation for a martial arts technique flooded into Wu Xuemei's mind.
This cultivation technique is indeed exquisite, and it can greatly improve the efficiency of absorbing and refining demonic energy.
However, Wu Xuemei's Soul-Devouring Demon Body was extremely perceptive, and she immediately sensed that there were several extremely subtle soul restrictions hidden at the core of the technique. Once one cultivated according to this method, their soul would be left with flaws, and they would become a puppet controlled by others.
That old devil, as expected, had ill intentions and wanted to take over my body.
Wu Xuemei sneered inwardly, but on her face she showed gratitude and excitement: "Thank you for passing on the teachings, senior! I will definitely cultivate diligently and live up to your expectations!"
She pretended to sit cross-legged and begin to comprehend the cultivation technique, but secretly she mobilized the power of the Soul Devouring Technique to simulate the fluctuations of the technique's operation. She even deliberately guided a wisp of demonic energy to flow in reverse through her meridians, creating the illusion that she had made a mistake in her cultivation and that her soul had been damaged.
"puff!"
Within the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, Wu Xuemei suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, her face pale, her breathing disordered, and her soul fluctuating violently, as if she might dissipate at any moment.
"Huh? How could this be?"
The remnant soul of Li Tian exclaimed in shock, then feigned a sigh, muttering to itself, "It seems his aptitude is limited; he forced himself to cultivate the supreme demonic art, which led to the backlash! What a pity, what a pity..."
"Very well, I will expend my own essence to help you stabilize your soul!"
Before he finished speaking, the enormous soul fire suddenly burst out of his eye sockets, transforming into an extremely condensed blue stream of light that shot straight toward Wu Xuemei's brow.
It wanted to take advantage of Wu Xuemei's injured soul to forcibly break in, devour her consciousness, and take over this perfect Soul-Devouring Demon Body!