Lu Cang raised his hand again.
Another thousand souls poured into Thousand Army Ant Mountain.
Thump, thump, thump, thump!
Its beating grew faster and more intense!
It boomed like a war drum! The ant swarm poured out like a downpour!
Whoosh!
Lu Cang flew out of the cave.
He rose into the sky and gazed into the distance.
He saw the gray Demonic Tide churning. Demonic Tides from all directions were converging on this place.
"Gather them, then use Thousand Army Ant Mountain to convert them..."
"Couldn't this let me eliminate the Demonic Tide?"
"It might be a promising avenue of research, though someone else may have already studied it."
Lu Cang pondered.
Power itself wasn't frightening. A ritual that gathered the Demonic Tide could also be used to eliminate it.
And now, it had even been converted into his own power.
He had sacrificed fewer than twenty thousand souls, yet Thousand Army Ant Mountain was producing over a hundred thousand souls per second.
Lu Cang returned to the Seal.
He took a desk and a recliner out of his storage space.
After arranging the books he'd borrowed and bought on the desk, he stretched out in the recliner... and opened a book called Fundamentals of Ritual Studies.
When the Demonic Tide began to thin—
Lu Cang poured five thousand souls into the ritual.
It was like tossing a piece of coal into a dying fire, making it burn a little brighter.
"Demons... there's really a lot to learn about them."
Over the course of the afternoon,
Lu Cang read more than a dozen books.
He couldn't read as quickly as a Scholar, but he was still pretty fast.
And he was confident that he understood the books he'd read, grasping their meaning thoroughly.
Once he'd read through most