Nine Transformations of the True Spirit.

Lightning flashed in Chen Yuan's silver eyes, overflowing and flowing like tassels. His white hair was like snow, and a layer of illusory white flames faintly appeared.

The pair of large, jet-black wings grew even deeper, with mysterious black light surging along their edges. Even the solid space within the Xuanli Realm began to show cracks.

Behind him, three true spirit images slowly coalesced into form: Zhu Yan in the center, Kunpeng on the left, and Kui Niu on the right, solid and lifelike.

Zhu Yan's appearance was furious, his body engulfed in white flames, his broad face and fangs bared, his hands pounding his chest, his killing intent rampant.

The Kunpeng Dharma form is half bird and half fish, covered with a layer of black and purple light, as if it has descended here from the endless void, and utters a long and desolate cry.

The Kui Niu statue stands on one leg, resembling a blue ox, its body covered with sharp, deep blue lightning patterns, and its voice is like thunder, shaking heaven and earth.

The three true spirits appeared together, stirring up the winds and clouds of heaven and earth. The eternal crimson-gold sea of ​​clouds deep within the Myriad Flames Mountains was completely torn open, revealing a huge void.

The crimson-gold fire poison, which even Nascent Soul cultivators had to be careful to deal with, was completely dissipated under the flames and lightning.

Chen Yuan's aura suddenly surged, approaching the threshold of the Void Refinement stage.

His figure was still only about ten feet tall, but at this moment he looked like a towering mountain, suppressing everything, no less powerful than the bell and cauldron possessed by the Heavenly Pillar Demon Saint's divided soul.

Everyone was stunned by this violent aura, and the chaotic battlefield came to a standstill.

Those demon generals felt an immense pressure, and a sense of fear arose from the bottom of their hearts—a fear etched deep in their blood.

They were high-ranking demon generals, powerful figures chosen by demon saints and demon kings, renowned throughout their respective demon realms, yet they were intimidated by the aura of a human cultivator.

The Heavenly Pillar Demon Saint did not rush to make a move. He simply stared intently at Chen Yuan, his eyes growing brighter and brighter. Gone was the arrogance and indifference of a demon saint; instead, they were filled with greed and joy.

He scrutinized Chen Yuan as if examining a rare treasure, murmuring, "Kui Niu, Zhu Yan, Kun Peng... the blood of three true spirits, good, very good!"

The azure-white dragon, which was engaged in a fierce battle with the black-robed puppet, saw this scene and its golden dragon eyes burned like flames, radiating an astonishing heat.

Its attacks grew increasingly fierce, the icy storm intensified, and the black-robed puppet's situation became increasingly dire.

However eager it was, it was ultimately just a fragment of its soul descending and possessing the dragon's corpse. Its strength was limited, and it could not defeat the black-robed puppet immediately.

Feeling the immense power surging within him, Chen Yuan clenched his fist, feeling an urge to shatter this world.

He knew it was an illusion caused by the surge in power, but a surge of boundless pride still welled up from the bottom of his heart.

The simultaneous appearance of three True Spirit Dharma Images is one of the most powerful secret techniques of the "Nine Revolutions of True Spirit" in the Nascent Soul stage. It fully activates the blood of the three True Spirits, allowing him to obtain power comparable to the early stage of Void Refinement.

The only cost is that true energy is consumed extremely quickly.

At this moment, within Chen Yuan's dantian, the sea of ​​true essence was constantly evaporating and disappearing, and the sea surface was dropping at a visible speed.

The three illusory figures of true spirits have disappeared, transforming into three Dharma forms that appear in this world.

The Dharma Form is the manifestation of the power of laws, granting Chen Yuan unimaginable power.

The vanished true essence was there to maintain their existence.

Chen Yuan raised his hand and drew the Cangming Halberd from the void. Meeting the greedy gaze of the Heavenly Pillar Demon Saint, he knew that his secrets had been exposed, arousing the Heavenly Pillar Demon Saint's covetousness, but he did not regret it.

With the two demon saints' divided souls descending one after another, the human race is in grave danger. If they don't go all out now, when will they?

If the Heavenly Pillar Demon Saint and the Azure-White Flood Dragon were to kill Lin Yuanzi, Jiang Wangchen, and the others, even if Chen Yuan revealed his trump card, it would be too late to turn the tide.

He gripped the Cangming Halberd tightly, then suddenly flapped his wings, his figure vanishing from the spot, along with the three true spirit avatars.

The Heavenly Pillar Demon Saint's eyes narrowed, and a jet-black heavy hammer suddenly appeared in his hand. He swung it heavily and turned to smash it down.

The next moment, Chen Yuan appeared in front of him, and the Cangming Halberd changed from a slash to a thrust. The deep black blade and violent silver lightning intertwined, enveloping the halberd blade and striking the giant hammer.

Silver lightning and black blades raged, leaving a long scar on the rough and thick surface of the heavy hammer, emitting a piercing cracking sound, and shattered pieces of top-grade spiritual materials scattered everywhere.

The Cangming Halberd was already close to a Heaven-Reaching Spiritual Treasure, and with the intertwining of two kinds of True Spiritual Power, even a second-grade Spiritual Treasure Divine Weapon could not withstand it.

An immense force surged forth from the Cangming Halberd, and the Heavenly Pillar Demon Saint was no match for it, flying backwards for thousands of feet.

So what if he has Xuanwu's true blood? Zhu Yan and Kunpeng are both known for their powerful physical bodies. At this moment, the power that Chen Yuan possesses is such that even a true demon king would be at a disadvantage.

With a thought, Chen Yuan's Zhu Yan Dharma Image behind him roared, and the Zhu Yan True Fire, following the mysterious connection in the dark, invaded the soul space of the Heavenly Pillar Demon Saint.

At the same time, he raised his left hand, and the Kui Niu Dharma Image opened its mouth and spat out a bolt of lightning, which landed in his palm and transformed into a lightning spear.

Thick black light surged from Chen Yuan's arms, flowing into the spear shaft and transforming it into black and silver colors, which he then hurled with all his might.

The thunder is violent, the black blade is sharp; when the two are combined, their power is multiplied.

If Ao Xuan had been hit by this spear when he fought Chen Yuan, he would have been seriously injured.

After being knocked away by Chen Yuan, Tianzhu Demon Saint barely managed to regain his footing when he noticed a surge of white flames suddenly entering his soul space. His expression immediately turned grim.

He was overjoyed to see Chen Yuan condense three true spiritual forms, and for a moment he forgot that he was just a wisp of a soul, and his strength was greatly reduced.

If the original owner were to personally descend, capturing Chen Yuan would be a piece of cake. However, Zhong Ding was merely a high-ranking demon general, unable to even withstand the Zhu Yan True Fire.

The Heavenly Pillar Demon Saint immediately mobilized his divine soul power to extinguish the flames.

After he swallowed the Bell and Cauldron Demon Soul, his spiritual power increased significantly. Although it was far inferior to his original self, it was still far superior to that of the Demon General.

Even though the Vermilion Flame suppresses the soul, every wisp of soul power can extinguish several wisps of the Vermilion Flame.

The Heavenly Pillar Demon Saint's soul was temporarily free from worry, and his mind was not affected, giving rise to a violent killing intent.

Through the Zhu Yan True Fire, Chen Yuan saw the dragon turtle demon soul in his soul space, which was completely different from Zhong Ding's original body. He finally confirmed that what the Qingbai Flood Dragon said was true, and that the Heavenly Pillar Demon Saint had indeed possessed Zhong Ding.

At this moment, the Thunder Spear had arrived in front of the Heavenly Pillar Demon Saint. He channeled his demonic power, and black water surged from all around, churning and surging, forming layers of water walls to block it.

Having just suffered a great loss under the Cangming Halberd, he dared not take this spear head-on again.

The Thunder Spear pierced through dozens of water walls in succession, but even more water walls coalesced, using softness to overcome hardness, and finally swallowed the spear.

But Chen Yuan also took the opportunity to get close to the Heavenly Pillar Demon Saint, and swung his Cangming Halberd down.

The Heavenly Pillar Demon Saint snorted coldly, and the Xuanwu Dharma Image appeared behind him. It was much more solid than the Dharma Image summoned by the Heavenly Pillar Demon Saint and could be compared with the three True Spirit Dharma Images behind Chen Yuan.

The Xuanwu Dharma Image roared, and the black water surged forth, obscuring the sky and stirring up a world-destroying wave that surged forward.

Chen Yuan did not back down, but Zhu Yan's Dharma Image was furious. He looked at Xuanwu's Dharma Image and white flames suddenly rose up around his body.

Just as the black waves were about to engulf Chen Yuan, a white sea of ​​fire appeared out of nowhere, protecting him.

This sea of ​​fire seemed somewhat illusory, as if it did not exist in this world.

However, when the black water and the sea of ​​fire collide, they will immediately evaporate and vanish completely.

However, the black water flowed endlessly, eventually engulfing the sea of ​​fire.

Water and fire are incompatible, mutually restraining each other, yet neither can gain the upper hand, resulting in a stalemate. Chen Yuan paused, and the Heavenly Pillar Demon Saint took the opportunity to retreat. He had to admit that Chen Yuan, who had summoned three True Spirit Dharma Forms, was even more powerful than himself and could not be defeated by force.

However, he was a demon saint with rich experience in combat and sharp eyes, and had already seen through Chen Yuan's weakness.

For Chen Yuan, in his Nascent Soul stage, to unleash such divine power, the price must have been considerable.

It consumes not only true essence, but also true blood, and even the most precious primordial pure energy, so it certainly can't last long.

Seeing the Heavenly Pillar Demon Saint retreat, Chen Yuan flicked his sleeve, and the Purple Kui Thunder Drum appeared in front of him. He grabbed the drumstick with his left hand and struck it heavily.

The Kui Niu Dharma Image raised its head and roared. The dark clouds that had already condensed and were hovering above the crimson-gold sea of ​​clouds suddenly expanded and rolled erratically, with lightning flashing between the clouds.

Boom!

Thunder roared from the sky, the heavens and earth resounded, covering an area of ​​dozens of miles and encompassing most of the battle group.

Everyone frantically tried to dodge, but all the heavenly lightning converged in one place and struck the black water that filled the sky.

Under the combined attack of fire and thunder, the black water that filled the sky finally gave in, and most of it vanished into thin air.

The remaining small amount of black water also turned into raindrops and scattered in all directions, leaving Chen Yuan with no further obstacles in front of him.

No matter how thick the black water was, it was no match for the power of the two true spirits.

The greed in Tianzhu Demon Saint's eyes intensified; Chen Yuan's mastery of the True Spirit Power far exceeded his expectations.

Only after the Heavenly Pillar Demon Saint possessed the bell and cauldron could he fully unleash the Xuanwu True Blood, condense the Xuanwu Dharma Image, and exert a powerful force that the bell and cauldron could not control at all.

Chen Yuan was just a human cultivator, yet he was able to summon such a solid true spirit dharma image, and even summon three dharma images at the same time.

His control over the true spirit blood far surpasses that of the bell and cauldron before he possessed it, and even surpasses that of the demon saint.

The Heavenly Pillar Demon Saint was even more curious about the secrets of Chen Yuan. If he could also refine three kinds of True Spirit Blood, or even more, he could get a glimpse of the Great Saint realm, or even surpass the Great Saint and ascend to the Immortal Realm.

This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, even more precious than a true dragon's cave.

The Heavenly Pillar Demon Saint had already forgotten about the True Dragon's Relics; his eyes were only on Chen Yuan.

But he also knew that he couldn't rush things.

Only when Chen Yuan can no longer summon three True Spirit Dharma Images at the same time will it be time to switch from defense to offense.

A cold glint flashed in the eyes of the Heavenly Pillar Demon Saint. Suddenly, he turned and flew towards the three dragonmen who were fighting, intending to use them as a shield to hold off Chen Yuan.

The three dragon-men were startled and, without bothering to fight, hurriedly fled to the side.

The Heavenly Pillar Demon Saint sneered, his figure suddenly vanished, and he appeared behind one of the elders of the Yingshan Clan. He grabbed the dragon's tail with both hands and hurled it at Chen Yuan, who was chasing after him.

Caught off guard, Elder Yingshan was unable to withstand the immense power of the Heavenly Pillar Demon Saint. His massive body transformed into a meteorite and crashed into Chen Yuan.

Chen Yuan's figure flashed and disappeared as well, avoiding Elder Ying Shan and appearing beside the Heavenly Pillar Demon Saint, leaving only a few arcs of lightning in his place.

This area is sealed off by the power of the seal, preventing the use of teleportation techniques at will, but lightning escape techniques are unrestricted.

Chen Yuan swung the Cangming Halberd, but the Heavenly Pillar Demon Saint disappeared again, reappearing several hundred feet away, next to another elder of the Yingtian Minister.

Chen Yuan frowned, followed, and brought his Cangming Halberd down.

The Heavenly Pillar Demon Saint sneered and disappeared again, his Cangming Halberd striking the elder of the Yingtian Department.

Lightning and black blades intertwined, transforming into a massive, silver-black blade of light, incomparably sharp, which sliced ​​off one of his legs.

Amidst the wails of the elders of Yingtian, they hastily retreated.

Chen Yuan did not rush to pursue him. Instead, he swung his halberd again, and the silver-black blade flew out, severing his head.

The enormous half-human, half-dragon body fell, lightning flashed, and shattered his soul. A dragon-man in the late stage of the Cloud Ascension Realm lay dead on the spot.

Chen Yuan stared at the Heavenly Pillar Demon Saint in the distance and had already noticed something amiss.

Each time the Heavenly Pillar Demon Saint appeared, he was near a drop of black water.

This is a water escape technique, comparable to teleportation, but it requires spiritual water as a medium and has many limitations.

But just now, Chen Yuan condensed a sea of ​​fire and summoned heavenly lightning to extinguish the giant black water wave, but it also caused it to scatter, allowing the Heavenly Pillar Demon Saint to use water escape techniques to escape.

Chen Yuan said coldly, "A dignified demon saint, yet so cowardly and afraid of battle, aren't you afraid of being ridiculed?"

Seeing that Chen Yuan had stopped pursuing, the Heavenly Pillar Demon Saint also stopped, his eyes flashing with cold light: "If I were here, how could I allow you to be so presumptuous?"

"But right now I am just a fragment of my soul, so naturally I will not fight you head-on."

"I don't believe you can keep condensing three true spirit avatars. Even I can't do that."

"When you can no longer maintain this state, I will show you the consequences of disrespecting the Demon Saint."

Chen Yuan raised his hand and summoned the Purple Kui Thunder Drum from afar. He said coldly, "I don't believe that a wisp of a Demon Saint's soul can possess the strength of a Demon King by seizing his offspring without paying any price."

"I'd like to see whether I can hold out longer or you can last longer!"

Having said that, he grasped the drumsticks and struck them heavily, causing the skin of the Purple Kui Thunder Drum to vibrate violently and produce a rolling thunderous sound.

The dark clouds in the sky churned again, and thunderbolts rained down, but instead of striking the Heavenly Pillar Demon Saint, they struck all the scattered black water, causing it to vanish completely.

The Heavenly Pillar Demon Saint sneered, "I can condense endless Xuanwu True Water. Do you think you can destroy it all?"

As he spoke, the Xuanwu Dharma Image behind him roared, and endless black water spread out in the void.

Chen Yuan laughed loudly: "It's nothing more than a contest of true energy, and I, Chen, have never lost!"

With a thought, the Zhu Yan Dharma Image pounded its chest, and an illusory white sea of ​​fire descended from the sky, burning the black water.

The Kui Niu Dharma Form roared like thunder, and ten thousand thunderbolts descended from the sky, striking the black water and preventing even a single drop from spilling.

Above, there was heavenly thunder; below, there was a sea of ​​fire, forming a cage that firmly locked the Heavenly Pillar Demon Saint and Black Water in a space ten thousand feet in diameter.

The Heavenly Pillar Demon Saint showed no intention of escaping the cage; he simply continued to condense black water and then used water escape techniques to evade Chen Yuan's pursuit.

Seeing Chen Yuan unleash such power, the human race was greatly encouraged, finally seeing a glimmer of hope to turn defeat into victory.

Meanwhile, the demon race's fighting spirit, which had been roused by the arrival of the two saints' divided souls, quietly waned as they saw the Heavenly Pillar Demon Saint firmly suppressed by Chen Yuan.

The Demon General was somewhat better off, knowing that if he didn't kill all the human cultivators and allow them to summon powerful beings from the Spirit Realm to descend, he would be doomed.

The three dragon-people were fighting against the human race under the orders of the Supreme Elder. Facing a larger number of Nascent Soul cultivators and Cloud Ascension Realm dragon-people, their morale was already low, and they were even more panicked at this moment.

Ao Pan swung his dragon claw, tearing a deep wound into Lei Peng's body. He glanced at the disheveled Heavenly Pillar Demon Saint, a look of seriousness flashing in his dragon eyes. (End of Chapter)