After much deliberation, Lu Hen Ge decided to take a risk and try to build a foundation according to his own guess. Many paths were discovered slowly through trial and error, just like no one had ever tried to nourish medicinal herbs with demonic energy before, but Lu Hen Ge tried it and succeeded.
immediately.
Lu Hen Ge closed his eyes again and entered a state of enlightenment.
Right at this moment.
The monster, which had been keeping its eyes closed, slowly opened them. Its crimson pupils were filled with cruelty and destruction. When its gaze shifted to Lu Henge, there was a hint of confusion and puzzlement in its eyes.
"Human cultivator?"
"Not my demon clan?"
The monster was just an illusion and could not move freely. It could only watch Lu Henge practice.
After carefully observing Lu Henge, the monster became even more puzzled: "This human cultivator has no demonic blood in him, yet he can sense the demonic inscriptions and even use them to refine his body and resonate with them. How long have I been asleep? Has the times completely changed?"
The key point is, why can a human being who cultivates demonic energy awaken him?
Even some demon royals were unable to wake him up.
But a human without any demon blood awakened him when he was building his foundation...
This doesn't make sense!
You know.
In the ancient times, he was a demon emperor.
The only way to awaken him is for someone with extremely pure and noble demon blood to use blood sacrifice to communicate with the demonic world.
But the human cultivator in front of him had neither demonic blood nor had he performed a blood sacrifice.
"interesting."
"In the post-era of the brilliant avenue, there are still such interesting people."
The monster couldn't help but laugh.
The monster could feel an inexplicable sense of intimacy from Lu Hen Ge. It had nothing to do with blood, it was purely a psychological feeling.
"If you want to build a foundation, I'll help you."
When the monster opened its mouth, it spit out thousands of demonic spirits.
Red Ghost, White Charm, Black Crow, Purple Goblin...
Countless wronged souls flew out and drilled into Lu Hen Ge's body. The surface of Lu Hen Ge's skin kept undulating, and then supported human faces, sometimes crying, sometimes angry.
If you want to master the power of demonic energy with the identity of a human, how can you succeed without going through the tremendous torture of being inhuman?
If Lu Hen Ge wants to continue on the path of demonic cultivation in the future, the torture and pain he encounters will only be worse than today.
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