Record of a Demon's Cultivation

Chapter 1309: The Body Integration Stage Bottleneck

Translator: CinderTL

"Seeking death!"

Wang Qiuyue snorted coldly, her hands instantly transforming into massive dragon claws.

With two palms striking out, two phantom shadows of dragon claws, each dozens of meters tall, materialized out of thin air and lunged toward Xiang Rong and the others.

Xiang Rong’s expression tightened instantly.

The might of those dragon claw phantom shadows far exceeded his expectations—this was no technique an Early Body Integration Stage cultivator could wield!

But in this dire situation, there was no time for contemplation.

Suddenly, a three-foot-tall shield appeared before him.

The shield swelled rapidly, instantly growing to a hundred meters in size.

Its surface shimmered with golden light, resembling an impenetrable wall of bronze, shielding Xiang Rong and sixteen Jia Clan members behind it.

"BOOM—"

The two dragon claw phantom shadows slammed into the shield, unleashing an earth-shattering explosion.

In an instant, a terrifying lingering force erupted outward, causing the heavens and earth to change color. Wild winds howled, and Spiritual Qi surged wildly.

The golden light on the shield flickered violently, then abruptly began to dim.

Xiang Rong’s pupils contracted sharply. Before his horrified gaze, the shield rapidly shrank back to its original three-foot size and was flung far away.

The two phantom dragon claws, having exhausted their power, dissipated. But Bai Wei’s attack followed immediately. A crystalline, translucent cold light flashed, striking Xiang Rong’s throat like a venomous snake.

Xiang Rong’s mouth parted slightly, and a small flag suddenly flew out.

Before he could activate the flag, the cold light struck him.

The cold light collided with the flag and abruptly shattered, transforming into droplets of transparent water that shot toward the Jia Clan cultivators nearby.

"Pfft! Pfft! Pfft!"

The sound of flesh being pierced echoed repeatedly.

The sixteen Jia Clan members were utterly defenseless against the water droplets. Each was pierced through the chest, a fist-sized bloody hole erupting in their chests.

Simultaneously, the immense force contained within the droplets sent them flying backward.

Naturally, they could no longer maintain their hand seals to control the formation. The black light erupting from the ground immediately vanished.

The great formation, never even activated, fell silent once more.

Seeing this, Xiang Rong turned and fled.

Wang Qiuyue had clearly concealed her true cultivation level, and her strength far surpassed his. With Bai Wei watching him like a tiger eyeing its prey, remaining here would be nothing short of suicide.

"Now you think of escaping? Too late!"

Wang Qiuyue sneered. With a slight lift of her claws, a dragon claw dozens of miles long slowly materialized in the sky.

"Qiu Yue, wait," Bai Wei suddenly called out. "The battle just now has already disrupted the heaven and earth spiritual qi here, making it unfavorable for Gou Jun’s breakthrough. Let him go."

Wang Qiuyue’s willow eyebrows shot up, and a cold light flared in her eyes.

"Let him leave alive? No such luck! He might gather more people to seek revenge after he escapes!"

With that, she shot forward, pursuing Xiang Rong. If they couldn’t strike here, they would wait until Xiang Rong had fled far enough before killing him!

Bai Wei didn’t stop Wang Qiuyue. Instead, she unleashed a stream of spiritual power that spread through the air like a rope, coiling around the sixteen Jia Clan cultivators who had fallen to the ground, severely wounded.

Jia Mingxuan, a late-stage Void Refinement cultivator and the highest-ranked member of the Jia Clan present, had been pierced through the chest by a seemingly ordinary water droplet. In reality, it was a form of heavy water that not only grievously wounded his physical body but also left behind a chilling, overbearing aura that surged through his meridians, instantly freezing them in its wake.

What was even more despairing was that the chilling aura followed his meridians, reaching his dantian and clinging to his nascent soul like a malignant tumor.

His nascent soul’s spiritual power seemed sealed, unable to muster even a trace.

Jia Mingxuan was the first to be caught by Bai Wei’s spiritual power, dragged toward her like a sacrificial animal.

He turned his head to glance at Xiang Rong’s fleeing figure, his eyes filled with regret.

When Jia Clan members began disappearing one after another in Lan Yuan Mountain, including a cultivator at the mid-void refinement stage, he knew someone was guarding the breakthrough.

He suspected the guardian was likely a Body Integration Stage cultivator; otherwise, they wouldn’t dare to openly break through in the Jia Clan’s forbidden grounds. However, the guardian’s strength couldn’t be too formidable. After all, there were only a handful of Body Integration Stage rogue cultivators in the Southern Nether Continent, none with truly exceptional power. And if the guardian belonged to a major sect, they wouldn’t bring a junior to break through here; they’d be secluded in their sect’s most sacred grounds.

Relying on past connections and promising hefty rewards, he had enlisted Xiang Rong’s help. He believed that with Xiang Rong’s strength and the formation the Jia Clan had long prepared, they could kill both the cultivator breaking through and their protector. Xiang Rong could claim the treasures from the protector, while the Jia Clan would take the treasures from the cultivator—a win-win situation.

But to his surprise, the protector turned out to be two Body Integration Stage cultivators, both from the Spirit Jade Palace.

When Xiang Rong revealed Bai Wei and Wang Qiuyue’s identities, he had already begun to retreat in his heart.

Yet Xiang Rong, greedy as a snake swallowing an elephant, showed no intention of backing down. He insisted on carrying out their original plan to kill the two women.

However, Xiang Rong was no match for Wang Qiuyue. He was defeated in a single exchange and fled in disgrace.

The Jia Clan members were all severely wounded, left like meat on a chopping block, at the mercy of their enemies.

"Senior, spare us! We were blind and offended you. Today’s events were orchestrated by Xiang Rong. Please, Senior, have mercy and spare our lives."

Bai Wei seemed not to hear Jia Mingxuan’s plea. She simply looked up at the sky, a hint of worry furrowing her brow.

High in the sky, the vortex of Spiritual Qi suddenly accelerated its rotation, indicating that Gou Jun was desperately trying to break through his bottleneck. However, the earlier battle had caused the surrounding Spiritual Qi to erupt violently, scattering in all directions, leaving the vortex with little to absorb.

Deep underground in a cavernous hall beneath the mountain, Song Wen discovered that while all 108 major acupoints had transformed into soul apertures, the bottleneck remained as solid as bedrock. No matter how he channeled his spiritual power to assault it, it remained unyielding.

He flipped his hand and produced a jade bottle, swallowing the Heavenly Astral Body Integration Pill within.

Instantly, a tidal wave of potent medicinal energy exploded within him, surging through his limbs and meridians like a raging torrent.

The medicinal energy merged with the spiritual power coursing through his meridians, causing the spiritual power to become like a wild horse, charging recklessly through his body.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Song Wen felt a series of thunderous explosions erupt within his dantian, as if a thousand armies were locked in mortal combat.

Each time his spiritual power slammed against the bottleneck, his internal organs churned violently.

Gradually, blood began to seep from his seven orifices, and tiny beads of blood welled up from his pores.

Yet Song Wen dared not falter. He continued to channel his cultivation technique with all his might, absorbing heaven and earth spiritual qi to refine more spiritual power and assault the bottleneck.

However, as time slowly passed, the medicinal energy of the Heavenly Astral Body Integration Pill began to wane. His spiritual power gradually calmed, and his rate of refining heaven and earth spiritual qi slowed. But the bottleneck remained as unyielding as ever.

(End of the Chapter)

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