Chapter 1068 - 671: One Demon, Three Devourings; Beastmen Emerge
Chapter 1068: Chapter 671: One Demon, Three Devourings; Beastmen Emerge
"Boom——"
Dark clouds gathered, obscuring the entire sky.
Golden-purple thunderbolts plunged from the clouds like raging dragons, one after another, so thick it was terrifying.
With every flash of lightning, the dim valley was illuminated bright as daylight, thunder roared, echoing among the mountains, as if the whole world was trembling for this passage of tribulation.
Ran Tu’s Celestial Thunder Tribulation had officially begun.
His figure flickered in the lightning, Spiritual Energy burned around him like flames, fiercely clashing with the striking thunderbolts, bursting forth blinding light.
His body trembled slightly, but his eyes remained bright and determined, not taking a single step back.
Meanwhile, the Heaven and Earth Energy drawn by the successive Celestial Human Three Tribulations was like lights in the night, attracting more and more Stele Demons to converge towards the valley.
From all directions, a black tide surged.
The Heaven and Earth Energy escaping from the Celestial Thunder Tribulation and Body Burning Tribulation was as irresistible to them as the scent of blood to sharks.
Groups of dozens, hordes of hundreds flooded out from every corner of the desolate wilderness, advancing wave after wave towards the direction of the valley.
However, this was exactly what Qin Tian intended.
He hovered in mid-air, with thousands of space black holes arranged like black eyes around him, coldly watching the black tide surging from afar.
"Boom boom boom——"
Explosive Iron Balls flew out from the space black holes, accurately striking at the swarms of Stele Demons. The balls exploded upon landing, orange-red flames bloomed on the wilderness like mushroom clouds, swallowing everything within dozens of meters into a sea of fire.
Meanwhile, bullets flashed with golden-purple thunderlight, slicing through space, shooting from behind or the sides of the Stele Demons.
The bullets were like the scythes of the Death God, each shot accurately reaping the life of a High Tier Stele Demon.
The Demon Energy Shield of the Tier Seven Stele Demons was like paper before the penetrating force of the Shadowstrike, and the Thunder Ancestor Power’s evil-exterminating thunder exploded inside the Stele Demon, purifying them from inside out.
Qin Tian floated in the sky, fingers gently pulling the trigger of the Shadowstrike, each pull accompanied by the fall of a Stele Demon.
At this moment, he suddenly ceased firing, his figure flashed, appearing above a new battlefield.
Below, hundreds of Stele Demons were charging madly towards the direction of the dark clouds.
Qin Tian looked down on them.
As he released his aura without reservation, those Stele Demons simultaneously raised their heads, looking up at the silhouette in the sky. Their eyes first flickered a hint of caution, but soon were replaced by instinctive greed and killing intent.
They opened their mouths, issuing hoarse roars, black Demonic Qi surged around them, ready to pounce at Qin Tian in the sky at any moment.
At this moment, Qin Tian raised his hand, palm up, and the Reincarnation Lamp appeared once more.
With Qin Tian’s intent, the Reincarnation Lamp suddenly lit up.
A golden light shot out from the wick, like a golden pillar, instantly enveloping all the hundreds of Stele Demons below.
Soul Sealing General.
As the light descended, the movements of those Stele Demons suddenly froze.
They were stuck in place, as if bound by invisible chains, unable to move. Immediately, extreme agony appeared in their eyes—their mouths opened, issuing silent screams, bodies violently shaking, as if something was being forcefully stripped from their bodies.
"Ah ah——"
Harsh cries rose and fell.
Black-gray souls slowly drifted from their heads. Those Soul Bodies twisted, struggled, like prisoners forcibly dragged by some power, desperately trying to shrink back into their bodies but could not resist that invisible pulling force.
One, two, three...
The souls of hundreds of Stele Demons surged into the Reincarnation Lamp like streams of black-gray rivers from all directions.
As those Soul Bodies approached the wick, they transformed into the purest Soul Energy, devoured, absorbed, and assimilated by the golden flame in the wick.
The entire process took just three or four breaths.
On the battlefield, the bodies of hundreds of Stele Demons collapsed, like puppets with their souls extracted. Their eyes empty, devoid of any light, only empty shells remained.
Qin Tian looked down at the Reincarnation Lamp in his palm.
The golden flame in the wick flickered slightly, as if it burped contentedly after a meal, but soon returned to calm, the soft light unchanged, showing no signs of change.
The influx of hundreds of Soul Bodies did not manifest noticeably within the Reincarnation Lamp—like pouring a drop of water into the ocean, without causing a ripple.
However, as the master of the Reincarnation Lamp, Qin Tian could sense the subtle changes within the lamp, as well as the state of the souls absorbed.
He frowned slightly.
"Incomplete souls, huh..."
He could sense that the souls of those Stele Demons were not complete.
Stele Demons were also cunning, they would set traps in secret, command Low Tier Stele Demons to form simple battle formations, use terrain advantages to ambush human teams. From these behaviors, they appeared to possess considerable intelligence.
But when you delve into their souls, you’ll find—that so-called "intelligence" is merely superficial.
In the depths of Stele Demons’ souls, apart from the instinct and desire for slaughter, there were almost no other emotions. They didn’t fear death, cherish companions, feel joy from victory, or feel despair from defeat.
They were pure killing machines, from the moment of their creation, their only mission was to destroy, devour, annihilate.