Record of a Demon's Cultivation

Chapter 269: The Ancient Corpse Coffin



Translator: Cinder Translations

Song Wen coldly looked at Tang Fu and the others.

There were a total of seventeen people on the opposing side, among which Tang Fu, Zhong Liang, and Miao Fa were all at the peak of Foundation Establishment. Additionally, Miao Fa and his three companions were Buddhist cultivators, and their Buddhist techniques had a certain restraining effect on the silver corpses and ghost kings.

Facing so many Foundation Establishment cultivators, it would be difficult for Song Wen to fight and win, but he certainly had no problem defending himself.

Tang Fu's expression was ferocious, and his demeanor was filled with vigilance. His spiritual sense continuously scanned the thirteen stone statues, fearing any sudden changes.

"How dare you kill him? How dare you kill someone in this plaza?"

Not only was Tang Fu panicked, but most of the others were as well.

This made Song Wen feel somewhat puzzled, but he quickly realized the reason.

Killing was not allowed here!

No wonder Tang Fu and the others did not attack him upon seeing a stranger abruptly intruding into the Blood Cloud Cave.

With a serious expression, Song Wen focused on the stone statues surrounding him.

"Crack!"

A slight sound of stone breaking echoed.

Instantly, everyone's nerves were on edge.

They saw a stone statue's finger twitch slightly, causing a piece of debris to fall from its joint.

"Crack, crack, crack..."

The sound of stones cracking continued to ring out.

The eyes of the thirteen stone statues glowed with a bloody light.

"Boom!"

One stone statue slowly raised its left foot and took a step forward.

"Boom, boom, boom..."

Soon, all the stone statues came to life.

Initially, these statues moved slowly, like people who had been sitting for a long time and were stiff all over. But as time passed, they gradually became more agile.

The stone statues lightly shook their wings behind them. Due to the anti-flying restrictions, they could not take off from the ground, yet they suddenly lunged forward, attacking the nearby cultivators.

"Bang!"

A cultivator holding a longsword slashed at the giant hand of a stone statue.

The cultivator was knocked back several steps.

In contrast, the stone statue only lost a few fragments from its palm and did not pause for a moment, continuing to pounce toward the cultivator.

Tang Fu's expression shifted from shock to joy.

However, as all the stone statues left their original positions, one of the statues revealed a deep, bottomless entrance where it had been standing.

This was the entrance to the treasure cave he had been searching for all along.

"Dodge the stone statues and enter the cave!" Tang Fu shouted, leading the way toward the entrance.

Although the stone statues were powerful and had robust bodies, at that moment, they had just awakened and were slightly sluggish.

Tang Fu maneuvered around two stone statues and was the first to leap into the deep cave.

Following closely was Miao Fa, who jumped in with three monks.

Next came Zhong Liang.

Afterward, other cultivators from the Tang family and scattered cultivators followed suit, entering the deep cave one after another.

Among them, Song Wen was the farthest from the deep cave.

He unleashed a massive amount of lightning, his figure moving like a bolt of lightning as he swiftly rushed toward the cave.

In front of the cave entrance, a late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator from the Tang family was preparing to jump in.

Suddenly, a bolt of thunder struck from behind him. His expression changed, and he quickly activated his spiritual energy shield.

The lightning hit the shield.

The shield swayed but did not shatter.

However, the immense impact caused his body to lose control, sending him flying forward

just as he collided with the giant hand of a stone statue.

"Bang!"

The person was sent flying by a giant palm, crashing heavily to the ground not far away.

This strike left him seriously injured, his body mangled and bloodied.

Before he could get up, a massive foot came down.

"Boom!"

It stomped down, turning him into a bloody mess.

Meanwhile, Song Wen seized the opportunity and rushed into the deep cave.

The cave descended sharply, seemingly endless.

As soon as he entered the deep cave, Song Wen realized that the anti-flying and gravity

restrictions had disappeared.

He did not rush down immediately, instead heading downward cautiously.

He released his spiritual sense and found that the depth of the cave exceeded the range of his

perception.

Within his sensing range, there were no traces of any cultivators; those who had entered the deep cave before him had already vanished.

Song Wen unleashed the Sacred Gu, which began probing downwards.

He guarded a few meters below the cave entrance, three long lightning spears hovering

before him, ready to strike.

After a few breaths, a figure of a Tang family cultivator appeared above the cave entrance.

The three lightning spears shot forth like arrows released from a bow, aiming at the cave entrance.

The Tang family cultivator's expression shifted as he hurriedly tried to dodge to the side.

But the distance between them was too close, and in his urgency, he failed to evade completely. Two of the spears pierced through him from below, and his flesh was instantly shredded into pieces.

At this time, four people remained on the plaza. Witnessing the death of the Tang family

cultivator, they dared not rush into the deep cave, and with nowhere to escape from the thirteen stone statues, they ultimately met their end at the hands of the statues.

The stone statues did not chase into the deep pit; once there were no living people left in the plaza, they stopped in place, remaining motionless.

Following the pit down several dozen meters, Song Wen finally reached the ground.

This was an underground river, with the water flowing rapidly.

Using the Sacred Gu, which had come down earlier to scout, Song Wen learned that Tang Fu

and the others were moving downstream along the dark river.

He concealed his aura and followed behind.

After traveling forward for over ten meters, a massive underground lake appeared before him.

In the center of the lake stood a bare rocky island, on which an ancient stone hall towered.

The stone hall was grand and majestic, nearly occupying the entire small island.

The ten individuals who had arrived here before Song Wen had already entered the stone hall

at the center of the lake.

Inside the stone hall, intense waves of spiritual energy and sounds of battle could be heard.

Song Wen concealed his aura and hid among the scattered rocks beside the lake, not rushingNôv(el)B\\jnn

into the lake's center.

At that moment, a Sacred Gu quietly infiltrated the stone hall at the lake's center.

Inside the stone hall.

Dozens of withered corpses, skeletal and emaciated, were attacking Tang Fu and the others.

These corpses appeared fragile, yet their bodies were indestructible. Their strength was comparable to mid-stage Foundation Establishment cultivators, which left Tang Fu and the others struggling to cope.

Even Tang Fu, at the peak of Foundation Establishment, could only repel them, unable to

destroy the corpses' physical forms.

However, Miao Fa and the other three monks displayed considerable destructive power.

Buddhist techniques had a strong restraining effect on the corpses.

Miao Fa wielded a golden bowl that radiated golden light, illuminating the corpses.

The corpses immediately seemed struck by lightning, the dense stench of decay rapidly evaporating from their bodies, and they let out mournful wails.

In the center of the stone hall, there was a high platform with a ten-foot-long bronze corpse

coffin placed upon it.

The coffin was covered in patches of green patina, as if it had been sealed for many years

without being opened. Its presence filled the entire stone hall with an ancient and desolate aura, evoking a sense of reverence.

Four even more powerful corpses stood motionless beside the coffin, showing no sign of moving even with the intrusion of Tang Fu and the others.

After more than a moment, Tang Fu and the others joined forces to clear out the ordinary

corpses. Of the more than ten corpses, over half were dispatched by the four monks.

"Miao Fa, Zhong Liang, what do you plan to do next?" Tang Fu asked, looking at the four corpses on the high platform.

These four corpses were larger and more robust, their strength clearly far exceeding that of

the previous corpses.

"Could you tell this poor monk what you are seeking?" Miao Fa inquired.

(End of the Chapter)

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