Exploring Immortality Cultivation

When Shenhuan Lady heard that her daughter had been eaten, she truly went mad with rage.

Nowadays, the Demon Clan was no longer like the Ancient Renewal Demon Clan. Their heritage had long since been broken, their civilization already at its end, Cultivation lacking a coherent system. Each race only possessed a few sets of not-so-profound spells, the Cultivation experiences among different Demon Clan races hardly useful at all—in guiding the Demon Clan in Cultivation, the vast majority were even inferior to the Immortal Alliance.

However, parents and their offspring were different, for with half of their bloodlines being the same, the offspring could mostly benefit from the parents' Cultivation experience, which was a much higher chance than finding a suitable inheritor within the same clan. Yet, the base number of offspring was far less than that of a clan.

Ancient Demon Clan could completely disregard blood relations, building a clan solely based on spirit and culture, but the Sea Demons could not achieve this. They couldn't even systematically guide their offspring through Spirit Awakening, unable to direct them without damaging their potential.

Shen, also known as a large clam species. As large clams, Shen creatures could spawn over a million eggs at a time. However, for Huan Ji, out of the several billion eggs she laid over tens of thousands of years, only an extremely small number held any significance.

To her, offspring that could not awaken their spirit were no different from wild beasts. And among those that had their spirits awakened, only a few had the Talent to climb to a high order Realm, able to become her support or continue her legacy.

In ten thousand years, Shenhuan Lady had only encountered a few offspring worth guiding. Among them, the one eaten by the Yellow Robed King was her favorite, just a step away from the Divine Power Stage, soon to become her reliance. This time, she had allowed her offspring to go out and feast on other same-level demons, to plunder Demon Qi Essence and Innate Divine Seals, amassing strength.

But, unexpectedly, the daughter who was supposed to eat others, ended up being eaten herself!

As Huan Ji thought of the time, resources, and dangers she had expended in guiding her daughter's Spirit Awakening and Cultivation, her heart bled.

How could she not be furious? She was driven to madness!

Unforgivable!

The dazzling lights of illusions spread. Using her nearly invincible Innate Divine Ability combined with the unparalleled Martial Arts of the Dragon Clan, Huan Ji launched her attack. Her two hands had no bones at all, functioning like tentacles or cephalopods, purely muscular. Those powerful and forceful hands swayed and swept. The dazzling illusionary lights, like paint, were arbitrarily streaked across by those two cephalopods, weaving into Demon Arts.

If judged solely by quality, the souls of Mirage Demons were by no means comparable to those of the Human Clan. But their strong bodies and reconstituted Essence granted them Soul Power superior to humans. Furthermore, they were born with hallucinogenic toxins, and their awakened Innate Divine Abilities were truly both poison and illusion in one.

Huan Ji's Soul Power was even stronger. Beneath her shroud of illusions, the ocean floor's rock layers cracked slightly, emitting a piercing screech. Such was the Fog Demon Path. It could not only whip and shatter others' spirits but also spare no quarter to their bodies.

Beneath the cloak of the seven-colored illusions, the green fish-headed demon's reaction was slightly off. Its body contorted, as if its flesh and the wings on its back were boneless, potentially composed of some unknown gelatin. Huan Ji's powers were still superior to Cthulhu, and mere illusions were enough to disrupt the stability of Cthulhu itself. Observing this, Huan Ji felt a surge of triumph, and the two hands casting illusions worked even harder.

Wang Qi felt nothing of this. He only saw a panel before him with numbers rapidly leaping. This ongoing stream of Illusion Power entering Cthulhu's body was continually negated and assimilated by the Heart Demon Curse Power. The Heart Demon Curse Power was being depleted, but this consumption was very low. With several dozen Transformation Stage demons and a Divine Descent Stage Witch equivalent to the Divine Separation Stage serving as a Power Furnace, along with the support of the Divine Tao system of tens of thousands in the Divine Capital, he had no fear of depletion. He was still observing Shenhuan Lady's movements. "This Mirage Demon's posture is indeed very familiar…"

"Fog Demon Path." Mi suddenly spoke, her tone certain, "It's the Fog Demon Path. An incomplete inheritance."

"She must have secretly seen some dragon attempt it," Wang Qi was not concerned about the origins of the Fog Demon Path, and his mind was rapidly calculating. He had barely started using the Fog Demon Path for two days, and since it was a skill he couldn't learn himself, he wasn't particularly invested in it, let alone surpassing Shenhuan Lady's thousands of years of research.

However, "knowing" and "not knowing" were indeed different matters. Even if Wang Qi had only just started a few days ago, it was with a complete inheritance. Shenhuan Lady's every move quickly took form in his brain, then melded with his understanding and was re-edited. Still not satisfied, he retrieved a transmission stone of the Fog Demon Path, extracted some of the true intent, and reconstructed it in his own way to create a spell against illusion techniques.

The existence of the Wanxiang Diagram greatly reduced the difficulty and cost of editing Path Ranks. And for Wang Qi, "programming" was equivalent to "creating" or "learning" spells.

This was like Ai Qinglan, who was able to swiftly alter her Mana in battle, acquiring special resistance against her enemy, creating a targeted approach. Whereas Wang Qi was trying to develop a more advanced Law Gate.

Unfortunately, the end of the day, Shenhuan Lady was a demon, and she didn't have that kind of patience anymore. Seeing that Cthulhu didn't react at all to her illusions, thinking that this creature had an incredibly fragile spirit, she attacked with her cephalopods. Her two cephalopod arms shot out like cannonballs, creating huge vacuums in the water. These strikes pierced through Cthulhu's body and hit the Dragon Clan's Magical Artifact inside Cthulhu. It was fortunate for Wang Qi that he had seized this Dragon Clan Magical Artifact; otherwise, that single blow would have damaged his Pagoda, made of less durable material. Feeling that she had hit something hard, Huan Ji let out a cold laugh, wrapping her tentacles around Cthulhu's neck and then twisting with force. As a Divine Power Stage Demon Beast, Huan Ji's hand strength was unimaginable. With such a twist, she could even crush a mountain, severing it from the mid-slope.

But Cthulhu's head had no physical form. Like the Yellow Robed King, it was an interface of the Heart Demon System's Divine Person. Huan Ji felt as if her hands had touched nothing, and yet the resentful poison and burning heat from the inherent Netherworld Fire Spell inexplicably caused her cephalopods to feel a mysterious sting.

In that instant, Wang Qi's hand pressed against his arm armor, as mana surged into it; he had already considered himself as an external plugin, importing the divine skills stored from his cultivation into the Heart Demon Curse System to operate within that powerful system.

Cthulhu quickly raised his claw, and then, an Elephant Phase Wave formed a Wave Blade on his claw. With a single swipe, he left five bloody marks on Huan Ji's wrists.

"Ah! Ah! Die, you!" Huan Ji, in pain and realizing she'd been fooled, was furiously enraged. Her rainbow light intensified by another level, and her two writhing, Jiao Dragon-like wrists continuously whipped Cthulhu.

Wang Qi felt a twinge of regret. The physical strength of the Heart Demon Curse was still too weak. If he hadn't relied on the power of the Heart Demon Curse but instead possessed mana on the same level as the demon beast, then his Phase Wave Blade could have immediately chopped off a pair of wrists from the Divine Power Stage demon beast. He accelerated his thought speed with Jarvis's assistance and, thanks to some combat abilities inherent in the system, continuously corrected Cthulhu's movements.

The speed and strength of the Divine Power Stage Demon Clan were on a completely different level from those in the Transformation Stage. Anyone could see that Cthulhu was barely keeping up with the opponent's movements; he was constantly getting hit. However, the green, octopus-headed creature fought recklessly, preferring to be whipped a few more times by Huan Ji rather than leave without making a few gashes on her wrists.

"It's quite clear who's going to win."

"That guy named Sha Liantai really is tenacious."

"It's just ugly to watch. He doesn't know to run away upon facing someone stronger than himself."

"I really don't know how he's managed to survive until now."

All the spectators felt that Shenhuan Lady continued to fight because she didn't want to kill him yet; she wanted to torture him a bit more.

However, the ancient octopuses of the Mahayana Demon Clan nearby, and several other Demon Gods at a distance, all shared a different look.

This green octopus-headed creature, though on the losing end, did not show any sign of collapse. On the contrary, he was rapidly improving in the midst of the swift exchanges with Shenhuan Lady. His every move and form perfectly attacked the congested weak spots of her offense, and the frequency of attacks he suffered was gradually decreasing.

"Has he actually seen through Shenhuan Lady's techniques?"

This seemed almost inconceivable to these beings. Demon Clan lacked a detailed understanding of Chaos theory, and for them to summarize someone else's combat style and find a way to counter it was nearly impossible.

Compared to the astonishment of the Mahayana and Demon Gods, and the rage of Shenhuan Lady, Wang Qi was much calmer. He rapidly controlled Cthulhu, clashing claw for claw with Shenhuan Lady. With each claw strike, a trace of the Netherworld Fire Spell's power was injected into her body. Wang Qi had originally thought that with Shenhuan Lady's current furious mental state, the Netherworld Fire Spell would spread like wildfire. However, unexpectedly, this demon managed to suppress the Heart Demon Curse. This prevented Wang Qi from achieving the conditions to completely unleash the Heart Demon Curse.

This overloading state couldn't last for Wang Qi. Just as he felt dizzy and a slight pain in his soul, a voice opened up, "Let me help. You want to contaminate her with this Heart Demon Curse power, right?"

Wang Qi nodded and split off a thread of thought, shouting, "That's right..."

"Transfer some of the control rights of the Heart Demon System to me; I want to get a feel for it," the voice said. "I'm very curious... what the result would be if I fought using your methods."

"Jarvis, open up port B!"

With the addition of the port, Wang Qi felt something new flowing into the system.

It was the power of Mi.

Wang Qi suddenly had a strange feeling; at this moment, he forgot to attack, forgot to control the Divine Spirit System, leading to Cthulhu being whipped repeatedly.

He exclaimed in shock, "Senior Sister... what race are you exactly..." (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for it at qidian.com. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please visit m.qidian.com to read.)