Nine Transformations of the True Spirit.

Han Xuan pointed with his fingers, channeling his divine soul power into the sword light, and uttered a soft shout: "Slash!"

Heaven and earth froze, and in an instant, the blazing sun rose, the sword shone in the sky, swept across the giant cocoon of black and yellow, and split it in two.

The dragon's aura dissipated, a blood-curdling scream shook the heavens and earth, and blood rained down.

"cut!"

Han Xuan's hands moved without stopping. He pointed his fingers again, and another blazing sun rose up, its sword light obscuring the sky as it flew into the dragon's aura.

"How dare you!"

A sharp roar came from the depths of the dragon's aura, filled with deep pain.

Han Xuan's vital energy was waning, his face was deathly pale, but his expression was utterly cold. He pointed at the wooden box again and shouted in a cold voice, "Slay!"

As the last rays of the blazing sun shot out, the sound of swords clashing resounded through the sky, like the roar of a dragon or the cry of a phoenix, spreading for miles around. Those who heard it felt their hair stand on end and a chill run down their spines.

"Han Xuan, I will kill you!"

The sword light faded, the dragon aura dissipated, and a pitiful red dragon came into view. One of its dragon eyes stared intently at Han Xuan, its voice filled with endless resentment.

Its left eye was missing, leaving only a deep bloody hole; its left forepaw was severed at the root; and a section of its tail was also cut off.

A layer of chilling sword energy remained at the wound, sealing it and preventing blood from flowing out, but also preventing the dragon energy from repairing the wound.

The crimson dragon roared and charged forward. A hint of regret flashed in Han Xuan's eyes. If only his cultivation were a little deeper.

These three sword energies were enough to kill Zhou Lang, but unfortunately, his cultivation was limited. He had just advanced to the late stage of the Nascent Soul realm and was unable to unleash the full power of these three sword energies.

This was the best opportunity to strike while Zhou Lang was transforming into a dragon, but unfortunately, they still failed to take his life.

Although Han Xuan failed, his resolute character allowed him to quickly calm down, put away the wooden box, activate the Green Bamboo Sword Formation, condense bamboo leaf sword energy, and slash at the Crimson Dragon.

These three sword energies originated from a Nascent Soul sword cultivator in the Tai Xuan Sect. They possess immense power, and when used against an enemy, one needs to infuse them with divine soul and will to guide the sword intent within, which is a considerable burden for a Nascent Soul cultivator.

Han Xuan unleashed three sword energies in succession, which greatly depleted his spiritual energy, but his true essence was not consumed, and he still had the power to fight.

But yellow spiritual fire surged from the red dragon's body, enveloping it as it charged wildly. The bamboo leaf sword energy that struck it was all burned away.

The Green Bamboo Flying Sword, scorched by the flames, shattered like glass, then reformed in the distance, its spiritual light dimmed, and the entire Green Bamboo Sword Formation became precarious.

Zhou Lang's transformation into a dragon already consumed his life essence, and he was further struck by the combined sword energy of the three swords, suffering severe injuries and greatly depleting his life essence. He lost at least twenty years of lifespan in an instant, and his rage was boundless, making him hate Han Xuan to the bone.

His injuries were not minor, but his cultivation level at the Dragon Transformation Realm was still superior to that of a Nascent Soul cultivator.

His true dragon form was his strongest technique.

The ultimate goal of the dragon-human race is to absorb dragon energy, refine their bodies, and transform themselves into dragons.

The Dragon Transformation Realm is the watershed on the path of dragon cultivation. Once one reaches this realm, one can truly transform into a dragon.

Although it is far from being comparable to a true dragon, it laid the foundation for the body of a true dragon.

This is also the most powerful divine ability of a cultivator in the Dragon Transformation Realm; every swing of its claws and tail contains the power to move mountains and overturn seas.

Han Xuan struggled to hold on, but the Crimson Dragon swept away the clouds, and with the help of the bright yellow spiritual fire that was enough to burn away the sword energy, the Green Bamboo Sword Formation quickly collapsed.

Of the thirty-six green bamboo flying swords, eleven were dull and lifeless, shattering at the slightest touch and rendered unusable for further combat; Han Xuan then retrieved them into his dantian.

The remaining twenty-five flying swords were also damaged.

Han Xuan, whose mind was connected to the flying sword, suffered another injury to his soul, his face grew even paler, and his vital energy weakened.

But his eyes remained bright and resolute, showing not a trace of fear or hesitation, as he continued to wield the green bamboo flying sword and slash at the red dragon.

But everyone could see that Han Xuan's defeat was only a matter of time.

In all the heavens and myriad realms, cultivation is paramount.

In the face of high-level cultivators, low-level cultivators have absolutely no chance of fighting back.

When Zhou Lang sacrificed his own essence to transform into a dragon, even though he was injured by sword energy, Han Xuan was unable to withstand him.

Yuan Shuheng, having unleashed the thunderous roc on a fierce attack against the towering ancient willow, gained a significant advantage. He had been keeping a close eye on Han Xuan's situation, and upon seeing this, he became extremely anxious and immediately sent a telepathic message to Han Xuan: "Senior Brother Han, I'm coming to help you!"

Having said that, he summoned Lei Peng back, but Ao Pan, who had been holding back his anger for a long time, sneered and transformed back into his true form as a blue dragon. Abandoning the protection of the towering ancient willow, he charged towards Lei Peng to prevent him from supporting Han Xuan.

Ao Pan possesses the bloodline of the Azure Dragon, which gives him vitality and makes him skilled at healing. He also took many precious healing pills, and before long, his injuries had healed considerably, giving him the strength to fight again.

Yuan Shuheng's heart sank, and he urged Lei Peng to turn around and attack Ao Pan, trying to drive him away, but he could not get rid of his entanglement.

At this time, Ao Pan was seriously injured after several battles, and his strength had been greatly reduced. He was suppressed by Lei Peng and was in a rather sorry state.

However, as a descendant of a true spirit, he possessed extremely profound cultivation, and was only one step away from becoming a demon king.

Even without being able to unleash any powerful supernatural abilities, he will not be defeated for the time being, relying solely on his physical strength.

Ao Pan's goal was not to defeat Yuan Shuheng. Just now, Yuan Shuheng and Wei Changlin wanted to hold him back, but now it was his turn to hold Yuan Shuheng back and prevent him from supporting Han Xuan.

Ao Pan was struggling to defend himself when Lei Peng's sharp claws tore a wound in his hand. Lightning raged, but soon a layer of azure light flashed, life force surged, dispelling the lightning and restoring him to his original state.

This was the effect of the Azure Dragon bloodline. Although he was at a disadvantage, he laughed loudly and said, "Senior Zhou, there is no need to worry. Just make your move. As long as you win this battle, I, Ao, will have my own ways to help you recover from your injuries!"

Zhuang Buhui was fiercely fighting with Chu Weicai when he heard this. He suddenly retreated to avoid Chu Weicai's pursuit and said, "What my friend Ao said is true. He is a descendant of the Azure Dragon and his abilities are extraordinary. Brother Zhou, kill this man quickly and join me in attacking Chu Weicai!"

Upon hearing this, Zhou Lang's transformed red dragon became even more ferocious, even exchanging blows with the green bamboo flying sword, taking the opportunity to shatter it.

Although the Green Bamboo Flying Sword can heal itself, each time it breaks, its spiritual light dims, Han Xuan's injuries worsen, and his strength weakens accordingly.

But he did not back down, nor could he back down.

The key to this battle lies with the leaders on both sides; a single move could have far-reaching consequences.

The battle remained deadlocked because no one had truly lost.

The Azure and White Dragons had not completely defeated the Black-Robed Puppet. Jiang Wangchen was seriously injured but received help from Chen Yuan, which turned the tables and trapped the Heavenly Pillar Demon Saint, but they had not yet won.

Ao Panqiang killed Wei Changlin, but was suppressed by Yuan Shuheng.

Four cultivators at the Dragon Transformation Realm successively transformed into dragons and fought endlessly, but for the time being, they could not determine who was superior.

If Han Xuan were to retreat now, the balance would be broken, and Zhou Lang would be free to support either of them. Humanity would be doomed to defeat, and the entire Xuanli Realm would fall into the hands of the demon race.

No matter how far Han Xuan escaped, he could only prolong his life and would eventually meet his demise.

But no matter how clearly he saw things, and no matter how resilient his will, he couldn't bridge the gap in strength between himself and Zhou Lang. All he could do was try his best to hold Zhou Lang off for as long as possible, buying the human race a little more time.

At this moment, Han Xuan was completely focused, his eyes were even brighter, and there was no sign of weakness in his spirit.

The true essence within his meridians surged like a river, flowing into the green bamboo flying sword, desperately trying to contend with the red dragon that Zhou Lang had transformed into, and delaying his defeat.

The demon race was greatly encouraged. Both sides used all their trump cards in this battle. First, Lin Yuanzi summoned the Void Refining Puppet, then the two saints descended with their divided souls, and Chen Yuan displayed his divine power, trapping the Heavenly Pillar Demon Saint. The situation was full of twists and turns, and finally the time for the outcome was reached.

The human race could also see that the situation was not good. While Jiang Wangchen was healing his wounds, he kept an eye on the situation of the various battle groups.

Seeing Han Xuan in imminent danger, a look of anxiety flashed in his eyes, and he was about to step forward to help.

The other cultivators and dragonmen were all caught up in fierce battles and had no time to spare, so only he was able to lend a helping hand.

But Jiang Wangchen had only flown a short distance when Chen Yuan's voice rang in his ears: "How is Senior Brother's injury recovery going? Is it possible to use the immobilization talisman?"

Jiang Wangchen turned his head and looked over. Within the Thunderfire Cage, the figure of the Heavenly Pillar Demon Saint kept flashing in various parts of the Black Water, while Chen Yuan transformed into lightning and chased closely, but always missed by a hair's breadth.

Amidst raging flames, rolling thunder, and billowing black water, the range of the Heavenly Pillar Demon Saint's water escape technique became increasingly narrow.

At the same time, black water continued to overflow from the void, filling the gap and giving the Heavenly Pillar Demon Saint room to maneuver.

The three illusory figures of true spirits behind Chen Yuan possessed immense power and had the upper hand, but killing the Heavenly Pillar Demon Saint would not be a quick task, and it was unknown how long the stalemate would last.

Upon hearing this, Jiang Wangchen immediately replied, "I have already used the immobilization talisman once, but the Heavenly Pillar Demon Saint's escape technique is exquisite. If I rashly use the immobilization talisman, I'm afraid it will only result in nothing."

Chen Yuan continued his pursuit, transmitting his voice, "If I can make the Heavenly Pillar Demon Saint stop, can you immobilize him, Senior Brother?"

Jiang Wangchen replied without hesitation, "Junior Brother, you only need to force him to stop for a moment, and I can freeze him in place!"

"However, his current cultivation level is comparable to the early stage of the Void Refinement Realm, so the immobilization talisman can only immobilize him for three breaths at most before it becomes ineffective."

A cold glint flashed in Chen Yuan's eyes: "Three breaths are enough!"

He suddenly stopped and ceased his pursuit.

However, the Heavenly Pillar Demon Saint did not stop, and continued to use the Water Escape Technique, his figure flashing uncertainly in the black water.

Chen Yuan ignored him, flipped his hand to take out a pill bottle, poured out two pills, and swallowed them.

A vast amount of pure spiritual energy flowed through the meridians and into the dantian, instantly replenishing the almost depleted sea of ​​true essence.

This spiritual energy was so vast, almost inexhaustible.

Even Chen Yuan's meridians, which were as resilient as top-tier magic weapons, were beginning to falter.

Under the pressure of spiritual energy, wounds appeared on the walls of his meridians, and he felt excruciating pain all over his body, as if a thousand ants were gnawing at his bones.

But Chen Yuan forced himself to endure it, raised his hand to form a hand seal, and shouted, "Swallow!"

The Kunpeng Dharma Image behind him suddenly leaped out, opened its huge mouth, and took a deep breath.

Accompanied by a violent spatial fluctuation, a powerful devouring force emanated from the mouth of the Kunpeng Dharma Form, which was unstoppable.

The endless black water within the Thunderfire Cage was completely absorbed into the belly of the Kunpeng Dharma Form, disappearing without a trace.

Even the black water that had just overflowed from the void fell directly into the mouth of the Kunpeng Dharma Form.

The space within this cage is filled with a devouring power; not even a single drop of black water can escape until it exceeds the capacity of the Kunpeng Dharma Form.

The art of devouring is not only for passive defense, but can also transform the world!

Without the support of the black water, the Heavenly Pillar Demon Saint could no longer use the water escape technique and was forced to stop.

Jiang Wangchen's eyes flashed with a sharp light. He flipped his hand, took out a talisman to immobilize the target, threw it out, and shouted, "Immobilize!"

The immobilization talisman disappeared, and the next moment, it appeared on the forehead of the Heavenly Pillar Demon Saint. Endless yellow threads surged out, weaving into a large net that wrapped around the Heavenly Pillar Demon Saint's entire body.

He was startled and struggled to break free. The immobilization talisman trembled slightly but did not fall off.

When he possessed Zhongding, Zhongding had already been immobilized by the immobilization talisman for more than ten breaths before he could break free immediately.

However, he has just been immobilized, and even with the power of a demon saint, it will take him at least three breaths to recover.

Chen Yuan would not miss this golden opportunity. He flashed, leaving several arcs of lightning in his wake, and appeared in front of the Heavenly Pillar Demon Saint, slashing out with the Cangming Halberd.

The Zhu Yan True Fire, the power of spatial destruction, and the lightning of heavenly tribulation intertwined on the halberd blade, converging the power of the three true spiritual origins. Spatial rifts appeared and disappeared unpredictably, pointing directly at the neck of the Heavenly Pillar Demon Saint.

The Heavenly Pillar Demon Saint's expression changed drastically. He truly felt a life-or-death crisis. Xuanwu True Water surged around him, condensing into a layer of illusory tortoise shell, which adhered to the black armor.

Although he was unable to move, he could still use his supernatural powers.

The Kunpeng Dharma Form's devouring technique also lost its effect, and the Xuanwu True Water once again overflowed from the void.

The Heavenly Pillar Demon Saint struggled desperately, waiting for the immobilization talisman to wear off so he could escape immediately.

The Cangming Halberd struck the illusory tortoise shell with unstoppable force. The three true spiritual primal powers intertwined, along with the spatial annihilation power capable of shattering everything, making it beyond the resistance of the Xuanwu True Water.

The halberd sliced ​​across the neck of the Heavenly Pillar Demon Saint, decapitating him in one strike. Thunder and fire raged, burning the Heavenly Pillar Demon Saint's body to ashes, leaving only a demon core, a set of black armor, and a mustard seed ring.

A faint, excited shriek escaped—it was the cry of the Peng bird spirit.

Chen Yuan reached out to grab the demon core, then froze.

The demon core was dull and lifeless; a gust of wind would cause it to scatter and turn into dust, vanishing without a trace.

A dragon-turtle demon soul flew out, enveloped in the True Fire of the Vermilion Bird, ethereal as smoke, and laughed loudly: "Want the True Blood of the Black Tortoise? Absolutely not!"

Before he finished speaking, the dragon turtle's demonic soul vanished into nothingness in the Zhu Yan True Fire, leaving only a mocking laugh.

The immobilization talisman flew back into Jiang Wangchen's hand. He looked at Chen Yuan with a face full of joy. Chen Yuan had actually killed the Heavenly Pillar Demon Saint!
Chen Yuan looked at the dissipating demon core, his face darkened, he put away the black armor and mustard seed ring, and with a change of hand seal, the thunder and fire cage dissipated on its own.

He swiftly turned and flew towards Zhou Lang, calling out loudly, "Senior Brother Han, I'm here to help you!"

He did not use the Lightning Escape Technique, firstly because the Lightning Escape Technique has a limited range, and secondly because this area is filled with sealing power, so although the Lightning Escape Technique could be used, it would consume a great deal of true energy.

He chased the Heavenly Pillar Demon Saint for less than a quarter of an hour before his true essence was completely exhausted. He took two Instant Essence Pills in a row to recover, and he would not use them again easily.

Even without using escape techniques, he was extremely fast, and in no time he arrived beside Han Xuan.

The Crimson Dragon, which had already cornered Han Xuan, suddenly stopped its attack and slowly retreated, staring in fear at Chen Yuan and the three True Spirit Dharma Images behind him. Its overwhelming rage suddenly subsided.

Chen Yuan did not immediately make a move. He raised the Cangming Halberd, pointing it at the Crimson Dragon, his silver eyes containing a hint of divine might, and coldly asked, "Senior, do you still wish to continue the battle?" (End of this chapter)