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Record of a Demon's Cultivation-Chapter 455: The Fisherman and the Yellow Bird
Chapter 455 - The Fisherman and the Yellow Bird
Translator: Cinder Translations
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The entire platform was shrouded in a pitch-black array barrier.
Outside the barrier, two figures stood suspended in mid-air.
One was seven feet tall, while the other was over twenty feet.
They were Yuan Hao and Feng Ying.
TL/N: Feng Ying is Wind Eagle.
The two demons had clearly already attacked the array barrier, but had made no progress.
"It seems that with just the two of us, we cannot forcibly break this array," Feng Ying said.
Yuan Hao responded, "Then what should we do?"
Feng Ying furrowed his brows and pondered for a moment before speaking.
"The only feasible solution right now is for us to retreat temporarily, hide in the shadows, and wait for the human race to arrive. Once the humans manage to break the array, we will seize the opportunity to strike and compete for the holy demon's corpse."
Upon hearing this, Yuan Hao felt somewhat unwilling.
"We've gone to great lengths to find a demon with holy demon blood in the vast seas, following the guidance of the holy demon bloodline, arriving here ahead of the humans. The holy demon's corpse is right in front of us. Such a great opportunity cannot be easily given up. If the four human Nascent Soul cultivators arrive together, it will be nearly impossible for us to compete for the holy demon's body."
Feng Ying smiled faintly. "The human race isn't as united as you think. Once their numbers grow, infighting will occur. When they weaken each other, we'll swoop in and fish in troubled waters."
Yuan Hao fixed his gaze on the corpse coffin inside the array, his eyes filled with fervent desire. He didn't want to retreat, but couldn't think of a better plan, so he reluctantly agreed.
"Alright, we'll do as you say. I hope everything goes as smoothly as you claim."
The two of them agreed on a plan and slowly retreated.
Jing Wuming let out a sigh of relief, as the two demons did not retreat in his direction, but instead moved deeper into the hall.
After the two demons had moved further away, Jing Wuming stared at the platform, frowning in thought.
Unlike the demons, he had already made thorough preparations before entering the secret realm. Not only was he skilled in array formations, but he had also purchased a forbidden-breaking pearl at a high price.
Therefore, he had some confidence in breaking the array on the platform.
However, with two Fourth-Stage demon beasts lurking nearby, eyes sharp with hunger, he could not afford to act rashly.
Otherwise, he might fail to obtain the treasure and end up falling into the claws of the demons.
Jing Wuming slowly retreated, eventually reaching the position of the bronze door.
With a flick of his thoughts, a wave of spiritual power emerged.
Under the pull of his power, the bronze door slowly closed.
With a soft "click," the bronze door shut tightly.
Jing Wuming continued to move a few more steps before hiding in a cave to the east of the bronze door.
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Since the two demons wanted to fish in troubled waters, why couldn't he be the "yellow bird" in this scenario?
Several hours later, the bronze door opened once again.
It was Xing Gaohan and Xing Wenyao, who had been tracking Jing Wuming.
"Jing Wuming got ahead of us; why is the bronze door closed?" Xing Wenyao asked in confusion as they passed through the door and entered the cave.
"It's likely that Jing Wuming did this on purpose, pretending as if no one had arrived yet," Xing Gaohan replied.
A cold smile appeared on Xing Wenyao's face.
"He probably never imagined that we have the Nether Fox, which can track his scent here."
Xing Gaohan warned, "We must still be cautious and not underestimate the situation."
Xing Wenyao nodded and asked, "Which direction should we go?"
Xing Gaohan pointed to the west. "It should be in that direction."
The two believed Jing Wuming was ahead and, wary of alerting him, they suppressed their presence and carefully moved westward.
In less than half a stick of incense, they arrived at the hall where the platform stood.
Due to no further attacks, the black array barrier on the platform has gradually disappeared.
"Why can't I see Jing Wuming's figure?" Xing Wenyao asked.
Xing Gaohan shook his head, not responding immediately. His eyes scanned the surroundings of the platform carefully.
After a moment, Xing Gaohan said, "There are traces left on the ground from someone's actions. The traces are still fresh, so the person must have left not long ago—just a few hours ago."
Xing Wenyao furrowed his brows. "Could it be that Jing Wuming couldn't break the array and had no choice but to retreat?"
"It seems likely," Xing Gaohan replied.
Xing Wenyao asked, "Then where did he go?"
Xing Gaohan responded, "This is the most central area of the entire secret realm, and it's also where the most valuable treasures are located. Jing Wuming couldn't possibly give up so easily. He is probably hiding somewhere nearby. Alone, Jing Wuming is not a threat! You focus on breaking the array while I protect you."
"Understood!"
Clearly, the Xing family had gathered some intelligence about this array from their previous exploration of the secret realm.
Xing Wenyao had come prepared.
Flying to the platform, he summoned nine small flags and began to break the array on the platform.
Under his control, the nine flags landed around the platform.
The flags emitted dazzling blue light, like nine spiritual snakes, winding and shooting towards the center of the platform.
In an instant, the black barrier on the platform reappeared.
The barrier surged with black light, blocking all nine streaks of blue light.
Xing Wenyao remained calm, skillfully controlling the nine flags.
Time passed, and under the constant bombardment of blue light, the black energy released by the array was gradually depleted.
Three days later, a faint "crack" sound echoed, and a small crack appeared on the black barrier.
A flicker of joy appeared in Xing Wenyao's eyes.
He took a deep breath, focused his mind, and once again activated the nine flags.
As he moved, the crack gradually widened, and with a loud "boom," the black barrier completely shattered and dissipated.
The array was broken!
Xing Wenyao stood up, his gaze intense as he stared at the platform.
Xing Gaohan, who had been keeping an eye on the surroundings, also turned his head to look, his face showing an unmistakable expression of surprise.
Xing Gaohan flew up swiftly, heading toward the platform.
Xing Wenyao also intended to rise and fly to the platform but was stopped by a single sentence from Xing Gaohan.
"Wenyao, stay here and keep an eye on the surroundings. I'll go retrieve the Soul-destroying Demon Pill."
Upon hearing this, Xing Wenyao looked at Xing Gaohan flying overhead, a flash of displeasure passing through his eyes.
Xing Gaohan flew above the stone coffin, and everything inside the coffin came into view.
Inside the stone coffin lay a demon beast corpse that was over ten feet long.
The demon beast had the head of a horse, antlers of a deer, the body of a snake, the tail of a lion, and four hooves. It resembled the legendary divine beast Bai Ze.
The demon beast's corpse appeared to have been sealed by some force, perfectly preserved, showing no signs of decay from the passage of time.
Four chains extended from the platform into the stone coffin, with the ends piercing the demon beast's hooves.
A square stone pillar, extending straight up to the dome, rested precisely on the beast's body.
The chains and stone pillar seemed to have been used to suppress this corpse.
However, why would a dead demon beast need to be suppressed?
There was only one possibility—the chains and stone pillar were used to suppress and imprison the demon beast when it was still alive.
"It really is the Wind Thunder Golden Eye Beast," Xing Gaohan muttered softly.
(End of the Chapter)
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