Chapter 629 - 0547: Palm Thunder - Rebirth of the Cultivation Devil - NovelsTime

Rebirth of the Cultivation Devil

Chapter 629 - 0547: Palm Thunder

Author: Xin Chen niss
updatedAt: 2025-09-22

CHAPTER 629: CHAPTER 0547: PALM THUNDER

An endless stream of blood energy surged from all directions, enveloping and devouring the Golden Gyro entirely. In the blink of an eye, the fist power sent by Ye Qingfeng was completely drawn into that blood-colored vortex, disappearing without a trace.

"Huh?"

Ye Qingfeng made a slight sound of surprise, somewhat astonished.

"Haha, Ye Jiujie, the Blood Demon Bone Transformation Hand can transform thousands of things, even Martial Arts can be swallowed without a trace. No matter how strong your attack is, how can it harm me?"

The Blood Demon Ancestor laughed wildly in mid-air. The surrounding blood energy grew thicker, even the air was oppressed into retreating. It seemed that in an instant, this place had become a world constructed of blood. The colossal illusion of the Blood Demon stood proudly in the air, as if reaching the bright moon, terrifying to the extreme.

"Ye Jiujie, although you are a rare genius, compared to an experienced expert like me, you are still too young!"

After the blood-colored vortex devoured the Tianxuan Drilling Force, its area expanded by more than a circle, already several hundred meters in size.

"Ye Jiujie, at such an age, ranked forty-fifth on the War God List, your life is already fulfilled!"

"Blood Demon Bone Transformation Hand, swallow the world!"

The blood mark between the Blood Demon Ancestor’s brows suddenly burst into blood light, and the massive blood-colored vortex transformed into a ground-level Tornado, like the bloodthirsty maw of an ancient beast.

"Hmph!"

Ye Qingfeng let out a cold snort and shot forth explosively, not deviating in the slightest, charging directly towards the blood-colored vortex.

"Whoosh!"

A streak of light roared in, shooting straight into the blood-colored vortex. The Blood Demon Ancestor’s eyes were filled with boundless joy. Against countless experts, even the Junior War King expert of Huaxia who severely injured him back then did not dare to face his Blood Demon Bone Transformation Hand head-on, let alone directly charge into this vortex capable of devouring the world.

In that vortex, unless one’s physical body was cultivated to a level comparably divine, even the strongest would only be consumed to death amidst the endless blood energy.

"Ah, Ye Qingfeng!"

Wan Moting’s eyes widened, watching helplessly as Ye Qingfeng vanished into the blood-colored vortex, crying out in anger yet feeling utterly powerless.

"Ye Jiujie? Invincible devil? Young Master? What a joke!"

The Blood Demon Ancestor stood laughing wildly atop the illusion of the Blood Demon’s head.

"This world ultimately belongs to me, the Blood Demon Ancestor. As long as I devour and refine the blood energy of this boy’s physical body, I can advance several places on the War God List! Haha!"

The laughter of the Blood Demon Ancestor contained supreme Spiritual Power, causing Blood Slaughter and Wan Moting to shudder violently, their minds buzzing, collapsing backwards as they looked up.

"Ah!"

The two clutched their heads in pain. The sound of the Blood Demon Ancestor’s Spiritual Power was so intense that even the ground showed signs of fracturing.

"Snap!"

Just at this moment, a crisp sound interrupted the Blood Demon Ancestor’s voice. He lowered his head in amazement, seeing a massive gap appear in the blood-colored vortex, from which a figure shot out.

"What?"

The Blood Demon Ancestor couldn’t help but exclaim in shock. The figure was indeed Ye Qingfeng, his whole body swelling with Spiritual Power, and his clothes were not damaged in the slightest.

"Is this the so-called ability to transform everything?" Ye Qingfeng scoffed disdainfully. "Your Blood Demon Bone Transformation Hand can’t even break through my Protective Spiritual Energy."

"If I weren’t afraid of ruining my clothes, I could withstand the blood energy with just my body. What could you do to me?"

He stood in the void, his confidence soaring between his brows.

"I’ve had enough fun with you, Blood Demon Ancestor!"

Ye Qingfeng extended one hand to the side, a crimson flame rising and leaping upon his palm, like the god of fire, causing the temperature between heaven and earth to suddenly rise.

"How is this possible? It can’t be?"

The Blood Demon Ancestor’s gaze was frozen. He knew that Ye Qingfeng was no ordinary opponent, so from the start, he used his full strength, consolidating the Blood Demon Body with the power of the Blood Demon, intending for a quick resolution, not wanting to alert other experts in Yanjing.

But Ye Qingfeng came out unscathed from the blood-colored vortex’s disintegrating force, something he had never seen before. Even the one who severely injured him back then could not achieve this.

"Today, I’ll evaporate all your blood remnants as they are quite off-putting!"

Ye Qingfeng grinned, about to unleash the Burning Heaven Melting Earth Hand.

"Crack!"

A thunderous roar suddenly tore through the sky at this moment, deafening.

Ye Qingfeng gazed at the lightning, suddenly revealing a meaningful smile.

"Using fire against you, Blood Demon Ancestor, would be too much of a bully!"

The Blood Demon Ancestor looked horrified, not understanding what Ye Qingfeng meant by this.

"Since heaven sent lightning, I might as well take advantage and greet you with thunder!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he gathered his aura.

The Blood Demon Ancestor’s heart trembled. He pressed his hands together, with the two massive palms of the Blood Demon illusion shielding him securely.

"Buzz!"

Ye Qingfeng clenched one fist, then stretched it towards the sky. In an instant, the wind and clouds between heaven and earth surged violently, a destructive aura sweeping across, causing the entire land to tremble violently.

"Rumble!"

Hundreds of lightning bolts, as thick as an arm, appeared out of thin air, striking directly onto Ye Qingfeng’s arm.

Both the Blood Demon Ancestor and Wan Moting were horrified and pale.

The heaven-destroying thunder that struck Ye Qingfeng did not cause him any harm. Instead, it gathered in his palm, connecting with heaven, as if thousands of thunderbolts were under his control.

"Blood Demon Ancestor, take your filthy blood energy and go to hell to apologize to the innocents who died in vain!"

"With me in Huaxia, there’s nothing to fear in battle!"

"Void Cauldron Immortal Technique Tenth Form: Palm Thunder!"

Countless lightning bolts, as thick as an arm, converged between Ye Qingfeng’s palms. With his explosive shout, they instantly condensed into a thunderstorm powerful enough to shake heaven and earth, slamming down in fury.

"Boom!"

Who could escape the speed of lightning?

The Blood Demon Ancestor was filled with terror. In an instant, the thunderstorm descended, and the Blood Demon illusion, along with the Blood Demon Ancestor, was swallowed up.

In the Yanjing suburb, Ye Gang stood atop a villa’s roof, looking into the distance.

"What?"

He was suddenly startled, with a look of disbelief.

Countless raging lightning bolts gathered in one place, tearing heaven and earth apart. From his perspective, the thunder converged into a storm, a true wonder of the world.

A crashing boom, accompanied by a powerful airwave, swept in all directions. Though Ye Gang was situated very far away, he could hear it clearly.

Seeing this lightning, he was initially shocked, then a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"It seems that after today, there will no longer be a Blood Demon Ancestor in the world!"

Numerous families several kilometers from the abandoned factory were startled awake by the tremendous sound, looking towards the distance, ingraining the scene in their memories for life.

Countless lightning bolts converged into one spot, blue light and white arcs ravaging heaven and earth.

"Crash!"

Simultaneously with a crisp sound, the glass windows of every household shattered, fortunately, everyone was by their bed, away from the windows, and thus none were injured.

For a long time, the colossal lightning only then dissipated, a small mushroom cloud rising into the sky, filling countless hearts with horror.

"Mom, what is that? Is it the tribulation they talked about?"

A naive little girl asked her mother nearby.

The woman remained silent, trembling all over, already terrified by the scene.

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