Novel & Cerita The Grandmaster Of Demonic Cultivation

"I'm so sorry Master, I didn't mean to peek. I was just trying to get fresh air and then I saw that man kneeling down and then..." "Shut up." He glared, cocking his gun and pointing it at her head. "I hate when people peek or eavesdrop on things. Things they're not supposed to hear. How many lives do you have Bambi?" He asked. "None. I thought I had a life but right now seeing the situation I'm in Master. I don't have a life." She mumbled and he nodded, bringing the gun down. She was his after all and sooner or later he'd make sure she would become as docile as they all come to be after he was done with them.

I had to move fast. I turned through the pages of the spell book with shaky hands until I finally settled on what I was searching for. “Thrakos, Demon of the Underworld, Lord of Hell,” I whispered, my fingers tracing the forbidden verse. “He who commands the forbidden flames of the devil's domain,” my voice grew louder, desperation etched in my eyes, "I call thee, Thrakos. I summon thee to the mortal realm. Kneel before–” The sound of thunder cracking cut me short before I could complete my words. The ground began to rumble and the circle I had engraved on the ground expanded outwards as dark smoke clouded the entire place.

"Everyone, this demon is powerful. Let's fight him together!" Ding Hao was dumbfounded. He had already guessed the identity of the short old monk. He was Lord Buddha. Supreme Master Lord Buddha in the Great Leiyin Monastery in the Western Desert on the Land of Infinity. Only he possessed such profound cultivation in the Buddhist magical power. He was also called the reincarnated demon star.

And slowly the demons and The Demon King (John) became evanescent into the atmosphere. ---------------------< Chapter 1: Finished >--------------

He stood up, pondering for a moment. Even the young Taoist priest was stunned. “Grandmaster, that… that is—” “The Pilgrimage of All Souls.” The silver-haired Master Cloudwalker gazed downstairs before suddenly chuckling. “Evil spirits transforming into holy spirits, capable of saving the world in times of crisis. Not bad! My disciple truly is a genius in cultivation!” The young Taoist was full of question marks. “Disciple? Grandmaster, that young lady just said she doesn’t practice cultivation!”

“That’s right! Why don’t I introduce them to you? This is the master of the White Phoenix House, former bigwig, and Heavenly Deity of cult-master level. Even after the backlash of the laws, she still retains the cultivation level at Incarnate Deity. It is the real level of a deity… You... on the other hand, aren’t even an Immortal. Do you understand the gap? “And, this Daoist master is the grand elder of Mount Zanarkand, who is also at deity level. “Let’s look at this one. My master...” That man wanted to continue bragging, but his master cut him off. “You talk too much! Now is the most crucial moment to unlock the Troop Raising Pond! Put everything else aside and kill this brat right away!

Yan Yi shook his head with a bitter smile and said, "If it were me, I might not be able to escape, let alone win." The Master of Tianwu Sect gave a strange look to Yan Yi when he heard his answer. He seemed to be surprised by Yan Yi's honesty. He then said, "I feel that the demonic dragon and the demonic tiger are stronger than a grandmaster of Eighth Grade. But they failed to hurt Chu Xun even though they joined forces. Who is this Devil Chu? Even if he started to cultivate when he was in his mother's womb, he should not be so terrifying, right?" Yan Yi threw up his hands. He was also puzzled.

The reason why it was so powerful was that spirit energy and the Demonic Spirit of Zephyr Khan were added to it. Although this wisp of Demonic Spirit was very weak, it was still the essence of the whole life of the devil Xie Zhuo. The devil king was a heaven-defying ambitious man, who could almost sweep away an era. Although the Grandmaster Soul Rune was extremely powerful, compared to the devil king, one was in the sky and the other was in the earth. The spirit energy containing the Demonic Spirit suddenly rushed forward. It was easy to merge into the Grandmaster Soul Rune.

He was the son of the Dark Demon Sect’s master, Wilson Cox! He had left his sect this time to find treasures with dense demonic energy to cultivate a bizarre but powerful demonic technique—the Boundless Demonic Arts. Although the demonic energy released by Andrius was just a flash, its intensity immediately shocked Wilson.

All this while, the grandmaster had been living with the Bowen Family, passing his name from generation to generation. Oliver used to look down on them in the past. But, at this moment, they suddenly came to his mind and he quickly invited the grandmaster over. The grandmaster had finally arrived. Under broad daylight, he began with his rituals. He was determined to force back the evil metaphysical power Samuel had attracted over.