Nine Transformations of the True Spirit.

Chen Yuan slowly opened his eyes, his gaze seemingly reflecting the passage of time and exuding a sense of vicissitude.

He blinked, the look of vicissitude dissipated, and his eyes became as deep and unfathomable as the sea.

This is a thatched hut, with a milky white light covering the entrance, obscuring the view outside.

The room was very simply furnished, with only a table, a chair, and a straw mat. On the table was a three-foot-tall white jade coral, and nothing else.

Around the white jade coral, wisps of colorful mist swirled, creating a mesmerizing and fantastical scene that slowly dissipated.

Chen Yuan's heart stirred, and he looked inward at himself. In his dantian, a blue primordial spirit sat upright, about three feet tall, solid as a substance, comparable to a late-stage Void Refinement cultivator.

Divine weapons and spiritual treasures such as the Xuan Yin Armor, Cang Ming Halberd, and Guang Han Bow surrounded the primordial spirit, breathing in and out the pure primordial energy.

The vast ocean of true essence was filled with the illusory images of the three true spirits—Kui Niu, Kun Peng, and Zhu Yan—roaming freely, exuding a majestic aura.

Chen Yuan clenched his fist lightly, and a familiar yet immense power surged forth, finally freeing him from the illusion and returning him to his true self.

Just then, the blood jade bracelet on his left wrist flashed red light and slowly opened.

The small red snake opened its dark eyes, swam to Chen Yuan's shoulder, and gently rubbed against his cheek, revealing its affection.

Chen Yuan sensed the aura emanating from the small crimson snake and couldn't help but show surprise.

Its demonic power was extremely profound, far surpassing its former strength. It had risen from the early stage of Demon General to the mid-stage of Demon Commander, crossing more than one major realm.

Chen Yuan raised his hand to stroke the head of the small red snake, feeling the deep respect and reverence in his heart, and a smile appeared on his lips.

"You're a dignified demon general now, you should be given a name..."

"You are my spirit beast, so naturally you should take my surname. And since you control the power of time, let's call you Chen Sui, shall we?"

The little red snake regarded Chen Yuan as its father and mother, so how could it refuse? It nodded gently, flicked its tongue happily, hissed, and rubbed against his cheek, its black pearl-like eyes full of joy.

Chen Yuan's gaze softened as he gently stroked the small red snake a few times before examining the white jade coral on the table.

He had just escaped the illusion and arrived here, and he didn't know what dangers he might encounter, so he couldn't let his guard down yet.

The little red snake did not immediately transform into a blood jade bracelet. It coiled around Chen Yuan's shoulder, staring with its two round eyes, warily scanning its surroundings, ready to fight alongside its master at any moment.

Suddenly, the colorful mist surrounding the white jade coral swayed and slowly gathered together, condensing into a human shape, transforming into a young man.

The man was dressed in a black robe, with a handsome face, looking no different from an ordinary person, but with a weathered expression, and he looked at Chen Yuan with great interest.

"Possessing two immortal treasures, refining three kinds of true spirit blood, and having a descendant of the Candle Dragon as a spirit beast, I truly don't know how you cultivated. Even an immortal descending to earth might not be more impressive than this..."

Chen Yuan was deeply shocked. He quietly circulated his true energy, but his face remained calm. He clasped his hands and bowed, saying, "Senior is too kind. I was just lucky and fortunate enough to get some opportunities."

"May I ask, senior, what is your intention in dragging this junior into that illusion?"

The man in black robes smiled slightly: "Young friend Chen, there's no need to be nervous. It wasn't me who dragged you into the dream."

"On the contrary, if it weren't for my help, even if you had those two immortal treasures, you would have already died and been possessed by the divided soul of the Great Sage Xuanli."

Chen Yuan was taken aback: "A dream?"

The man in black robes nodded slightly: "Indeed, everything you experienced, young friend, was a dream left behind by the Great Sage Xuanli."

"Young friend, having personally experienced the life of the Great Sage Xuanli, you should have seen that he separated a dragon shadow, which attaches itself to this Soul-Separating Coral."

"That dragon shadow is a wisp of the soul of the Great Sage Xuanli, containing a dream formed from his life experiences."

"But what my young friend doesn't know is that after he left, he set up a great array, making this wisp of soul the array spirit of the entire Xuanli Realm."

Having witnessed everything that Xuanli Great Sage had gone through, how could Chen Yuan not know his methods? Upon hearing this, he knew that this was no exaggeration, and immediately clasped his hands and bowed: "Thank you for clearing up my doubts, senior. May I ask your esteemed name?"

A hint of recollection flashed in the black-robed man's eyes as he said calmly, "Young friend, have you ever heard of the name 'Ao Huan'?"

Chen Yuan was startled, and the sea of ​​true essence in his dantian surged with towering waves, ready to unleash the blood of his true spirit at any moment.

The man in black robes was none other than Ao Huan, who had betrayed his promise and severely damaged the various tribes of the Dragon People back then!

This person mistakenly entered the Xuanli Realm back then, and with the help of various Yutian Realm cultivators, he was able to raise his cultivation to the Perfect Integration Realm.

However, in order to monopolize the True Dragon Cave, Ao Huan turned against the dragon people on the eve of breaking the great formation and was killed by the combined forces of various Imperial Realm experts.

Unexpectedly, he did not die, but escaped into the True Dragon Cave and has been hiding there ever since.

Humans and demons are irreconcilable enemies, let alone someone as treacherous as Ao Huan, who cannot be trusted at all.

He's fallen into this man's hands; this time, things are definitely not going to end well.

Ao Huan seemed to have read Chen Yuan's mind. He sat down at the table and smiled, "It seems you know my name, young friend, from the Dragon People."

"Hundreds of thousands of years have passed, and we still don't know how they have gossiped about me. Could you please tell us, young friend?"

Seeing that he seemed to have no intention of making a move, Chen Yuan pondered for a moment, then truthfully recited the records he had seen in various classic texts, and finally asked, "Judging from what you just said, senior, could there be another hidden story behind what happened back then?"

Ao Huan listened silently to Chen Yuan's account, his eyes shifting several times. Upon hearing this, he smiled slightly and said, "These dragon people are indeed shameless, pinning all the despicable things they've done on me."

"I have a story to tell you. Since I have nothing better to do, young friend, would you like to hear it?"

Chen Yuan had just escaped the dream and then encountered Ao Huan. His heart was pounding, and he didn't think it was "just for fun." But naturally, he wouldn't refuse, nor would he dare to refuse.

He clasped his hands in a bow and said, "This junior is all ears."

Ao Huan's eyes were lost in memories as he began to recount: "About 600,000 years ago, a newly promoted Crimson Flood Dragon Demon Saint from the Desolate Realm left the Desolate Realm to travel the heavens in search of opportunities, but accidentally entered a vortex of flames and came to a peculiar realm where he encountered a group of peculiar dragon people."

"These dragon-people are neither human nor demon. They absorb dragon energy and are extremely powerful. There are also many dragon-people at the Heavenly Realm equivalent to the Integration Realm, who easily captured the Crimson Flood Dragon Demon Saint."

“Those dragon people from the Heavenly Realm extracted his soul and refined his spirit, torturing him in every way to force him to submit.”

"But the Crimson Dragon Demon Saint was resolute and unyielding, and the dragon people were never able to search his soul."

"The Crimson Flood Dragon Demon Saint was imprisoned and tortured for thousands of years. The dragon people of the Heavenly Realm had no choice but to give up."

"Their attitude changed drastically. They proposed to cooperate with the Crimson Flood Dragon Demon Saint to help him raise his cultivation to the Perfect Integration Stage and let him leave the Xuanli Realm."

"But in return, the Crimson Flood Dragon Demon Saint will help them break through a great formation."

"The Crimson Dragon Demon Saint immediately agreed. He knew that this was like asking a tiger for its skin, but if he was kept imprisoned, he would die at the hands of these dragon people sooner or later."

"The dragon-man of the Heavenly Realm wants to use him to break the great formation, and he also wants to take the opportunity to improve his cultivation and find a chance to escape."

"But the dragon people of the Imperial Heaven Realm are not without defenses. They have planted a restriction inside the Crimson Flood Dragon Demon Saint. As long as the Crimson Flood Dragon Demon Saint makes any move, he will die immediately."

"After that, those dragon people of the Heavenly Realm continuously produced rare and precious materials and cultivation pills. In less than five thousand years, the Crimson Flood Dragon Demon Saint's cultivation level was raised to the Perfection of the Integration Stage."

"He possesses the bloodline of the Crimson Dragon, and the Xuanli Realm is rich in fire-elemental spiritual objects and has pure dragon energy for cultivation. It can be called a sacred cultivation ground for the Crimson Dragon lineage, and the cultivation speed is far superior to that in the Desolate Realm."

"The Crimson Flood Dragon Demon Saint's cultivation had just reached the peak of the Integration Realm when those Heavenly Realm cultivators couldn't wait to start breaking the formation."

"That great formation is extremely peculiar. It is a lava fire realm with ninety-nine stone pillars inside. On each stone pillar lies a fire dragon that is comparable to a fully-fledged demon king. It is necessary to completely scatter them in order to break the great formation."

"But the Lava Fire Realm and the Fire Dragon are immune to all dragon energy supernatural powers, so the dragon people will never be able to break the great formation, which is why the Crimson Flood Dragon Demon Saint needs to take action."

"On the day the formation was broken, almost all the dragon people in the Xuanli Realm, including those at the Imperial Heaven Realm, Dragon Transformation Realm, and Cloud Soaring Realm, gathered in the Lava Fire Realm to inject dragon energy into the great formation."

"The influx of thousands of different dragon energies immediately disrupted the formation, weakening its power and greatly reducing the fire dragon's strength."

"When the great formation was weakened to its limit, the fire dragon was only at the level of a high-level demon general. When those cultivators at the Heavenly Realm ordered the Crimson Flood Dragon Demon Saint to take action, several fire dragons were immediately scattered."

"The Crimson Flood Dragon Demon Saint spared no effort, successively scattering more than ten fire dragons and destroying the stone pillars where they resided. A fiery gate emerged from the depths of the Fire Realm and gradually solidified."

"Those cultivators at the Heavenly Realm were overjoyed and ordered the Crimson Flood Dragon Demon Saint to continue breaking the formation."

"But the Crimson Flood Dragon Demon Saint has never forgotten his goal. He wants to escape the Xuanli Realm and, ideally, kill these Heavenly Realm Dragonmen to avenge the soul extraction and soul refinement."

"But those cultivators at the Heavenly Realm are all cunning and treacherous, possessing all sorts of mysterious supernatural abilities. The dragon energy restriction left on him is particularly effective against the dragon race, making it impossible for them to break free."

"But the Crimson Flood Dragon Demon Saint is fierce-willed. Even if he cannot escape, he will fight the dragon-man to the death, and they will perish together!"

"At this moment, those cultivators at the Heavenly Realm continuously poured dragon energy into the great formation. Their dragon energy was almost exhausted, and their strength greatly decreased. They were only able to control the Crimson Flood Dragon Demon Saint by relying on the restrictions."

"But what they don't know is that the Crimson Flood Dragon Demon Saint has mastered a life-or-death divine ability inherited from his bloodline. With the help of the pure fire spiritual energy in the Fire Realm, he can suppress the restriction for a quarter of an hour."

"Although it was only a quarter of an hour, it was enough for the Crimson Dragon Demon Saint to take revenge on the dragon people who had tormented him."

"So after destroying the fifteenth stone pillar, the Crimson Flood Dragon Demon Saint suddenly turned on them. Caught off guard, the dragonmen were immediately severely injured, and four dragonmen at the Heavenly Realm died."

"The other dragon-people of the Heavenly Realm were shocked and tried to activate the restriction, but were forcibly suppressed by the Crimson Flood Dragon Demon Saint."

"They could only rely on their nearly depleted dragon energy to resist the Crimson Flood Dragon Demon Saint, but they were no match for him."

"In just a quarter of an hour, almost all sixteen dragon-men at the Heavenly Ascension Realm were killed or wounded, leaving only three survivors, all of whom were seriously injured and near death. The number of other dragon-men at the Transformation Dragon Realm and Cloud Ascension Realm who were killed or wounded was countless."

"During the battle, the fire dragons sleeping on the stone pillar were awakened. The Crimson Flood Dragon Demon Saint casually scattered dozens of them. Although the stone pillar was not destroyed, the gate of flames became completely solid, with a crack open."

"Those dragon people wanted to rush into the fiery gate, but facing the crazed Crimson Flood Dragon Demon Saint, they couldn't even save their lives, let alone have a chance to rush into the gate."

"On the contrary, the Crimson Flood Dragon Demon Saint, just before the restrictions within his body were about to erupt, dragged his heavily injured body and rushed into the gate of flames."

"He knew he was going to die soon, but even in death, he didn't want to leave his body and demon core to the dragon people."

"After the Crimson Flood Dragon Demon Saint rushed into the fiery gate, he discovered that behind the gate was a blessed land with incredibly pure dragon energy, enough for him to break through to the Great Saint realm."

"Unfortunately, the Crimson Flood Dragon Demon Saint was seriously injured in the battle with the Dragonman, and the restrictions within his body are about to erupt. He will not live much longer."

"But at that moment, a crimson dragon shadow suddenly rushed into the body of the Crimson Flood Dragon Demon Saint, and pure dragon energy surged around him, actually erasing the restrictions within his body." "The Crimson Flood Dragon Demon Saint was overjoyed, but then he fell into an illusion. The crimson dragon shadow was actually a divine soul that wanted to possess him."

"Although the Crimson Flood Dragon Demon Saint was seriously injured, his demon soul was intact and he was only one step away from becoming a Great Saint. He was not afraid of the shadow of the Crimson Flood Dragon at all, and the two sides began to fight inside the Crimson Flood Dragon Demon Saint's body."

"This battle lasted for tens of thousands of years. The Crimson Dragon Shadow and the Crimson Flood Dragon Demon Saint were evenly matched. The possession was only halfway through when it could not continue."

"Both sides suffered heavy losses, and finally merged into one in a bizarre manner, but each retained its own consciousness."

"During the battle between the Crimson Flood Dragon Demon Saint and the Crimson Dragon Shadow, their true natures were revealed. Only then did he realize that the Crimson Dragon Shadow was a wisp of the Great Saint Xuanli's soul."

"The Great Sage Xuanli was originally a half-human, half-demon. Later, he possessed the offspring of the Crimson Dragon and transformed into a true dragon. He broke away from the human race, called himself the 'Great Sage Xuanli,' and created a secret spatial realm as his abode, which he called the 'Xuanli Realm.'"

"Before the Great Sage Xuanli ascended to the Immortal Realm, he was worried that he would not be able to overcome the tribulation of ascension. So he used a secret technique of the Immortal Realm to leave a wisp of his soul in his cave and set up a great array to create a dream world, using the wisp of his soul as the array spirit."

"If he fails to transcend the tribulation, he will transfer his soul to this fragment of his soul, possess the body of a successor, and continue his path."

"If he successfully transcends the tribulation and ascends to the Immortal Realm, this wisp of soul will become like water without a source and will dissipate on its own."

"At that time, the cave's grand formation will collapse on its own, and everything within will be left to the human servants who served the Great Sage Xuanli."

"Hundreds of thousands of years after the Great Sage Xuanli ascended to heaven, this wisp of soul was on the verge of death and about to dissipate, but the Crimson Flood Dragon Demon Saint broke in. The wisp of soul was unwilling to perish and immediately began to seize the body."

"However, the power of the divided soul has been worn down over the long years, and too much of it has dissipated, making it unable to devour the demon soul of the Crimson Flood Dragon Demon Saint."

"After the failed attempt to separate the souls and seize the body, the two became one, but they were powerless to control the great formation and could only eke out a living in this strange state."

"Hundreds of thousands of years later, a group of human cultivators and dragon people broke into the cave. The divided soul of the Great Sage Xuanli and the Crimson Flood Dragon Demon Saint both woke up."

"The soul's instinct to possess remains, and it has chosen the human cultivator with the strongest potential among them, dragging him into the dream."

"Human cultivators will experience the life of the Great Sage Xuanli in their dreams. It is a long period of nearly a million years, enough for all cultivators below the Mahayana level to lose themselves and believe that they are the Great Sage Xuanli, thus successfully having their souls split and possessed."

"But the Crimson Dragon Demon Saint cannot allow the split soul to succeed. Once the split soul has a foothold, he will completely erase it."

"Therefore, the Crimson Dragon Demon Saint did his best to prevent the soul from being divided, allowing the human cultivators to retain their consciousness."

"But his power is ultimately no match for the divided soul of the Great Sage Xuanli. The divided soul changes the dream into a dream of reincarnation, and the human cultivator still has to experience the life of the Great Sage Xuanli."

"Every time a human cultivator dies, his primordial spirit will be eroded by the Soul Separation Mist, which will strip away a portion of his memories. Until all his memories are gone, his soul will be separated and possessed."

"In order to ensure the success of the possession, the split soul specially modified the dream, so that when the human cultivators were attacked, they had to save Xuan Chenzi, otherwise they would surely die."

“Abandoning his master and fleeing was an obsession that Xuanli Dasheng could never resolve in his life, and it was also his greatest regret.”

"Human cultivators only have the cultivation level of the late stage of the Nascent Soul stage. Although their souls are stronger than those of other cultivators of the same level, they will definitely not be able to get through the death of Xuan Chenzi if they experience death several times. They will be separated and possessed by their souls. Even the Crimson Flood Dragon Demon Saint has given up hope."

"But who would have thought that this human cultivator actually possessed two immortal treasures, and the Soul Separation Mist was completely ineffective against him."

"With each cycle of death and reincarnation, the split soul consumes a portion of its power and the mist of separation, thus reducing the suppression on the Crimson Flood Dragon Demon Saint."

"Finally, after the seventy-eighth death of a human cultivator, the Crimson Flood Dragon Demon Saint seized the opportunity and sent him back to Jade Screen Mountain before he became an apprentice."

"The human cultivators seized the opportunity, formed their Nascent Souls ahead of schedule, repelled Bai Jiang Shangren and Ao Ling, and saved Xuan Chenzi."

"The obsession of the Great Sage Xuanli's divided soul dissipated, and the mist of separation from the soul was completely exhausted. Finally, it let go of its attachment, allowing the human cultivator to personally witness the Great Sage Xuanli's memories before disappearing on its own. The human cultivator also left the dream..."

"I wonder if you believe the ancient texts passed down by the dragon people, or the story I, Ao, tell you?"

Chen Yuan took a deep breath, suppressing his shock and lowering his guard, and bowed deeply to Ao Huan: "Senior, I am deeply grateful for your life-saving grace."

Ao Huan waved his hand: "Young friend, there is no need for such formalities. I am doing this both to save you and to save myself."

"If you do not possess any celestial treasures, your soul will be eroded by the Soul-Separating Mist."

"To be honest, if I weren't incapable of possessing another body, I probably wouldn't have missed this great opportunity."

He spoke casually, but Chen Yuan straightened up and said in a deep voice, "If I hadn't known that you couldn't possess another body, I wouldn't have listened to you finish this story."

With his cultivation level, he would normally have had difficulty discerning Ao Huan's true strength.

Having experienced the long life of the Great Sage Xuanli in his dream, Chen Yuan's knowledge and insight were equivalent to that of a true dragon, so it was not difficult for him to distinguish the truth or falsehood in Ao Huan's words.

There is only one chance to possess another body; once successful, it cannot be done again.

The reason why the Great Sage Xuanli was able to separate a wisp of his soul as a backup plan was because he had once obtained a secret technique from the Immortal Realm, which allowed him to transcend all the heavens and myriad realms and break this ironclad rule.

Xuanli the Great Sage's attempt to possess Ao Huan's demonic soul failed, and he merged with Ao Huan, which was equivalent to Ao Huan trying to possess Xuanli the Great Sage's divided soul. It was a mediocre outcome, but he lost this opportunity.

Even if Ao Huan also mastered this secret technique, Chen Yuan's soul power greatly increased after experiencing the dream, comparable to the late stage of the Void Refinement Realm. With the protection of the Golden Jade Wall and the scroll, he was not afraid of the body-seizing technique.

Moreover, Chen Yuan was familiar with all the supernatural powers that the Great Sage Xuanli had mastered before leaving behind his divided soul, and knew how to counter this kind of celestial secret technique, making it absolutely foolproof.

Ao Huan smiled slightly: "The Great Sage Xuanli's divided soul has dissipated, and I, Ao, cannot hold on for long either. I will grant you another great fortune, and I would also like to ask you to do me a favor."

Chen Yuan said, "Please speak, senior. I will do my best to help."

Ao Huan's eyes revealed a look of nostalgia: "I have been away from the Wilderness Realm for nearly a million years, and I don't know how my clan is doing now, or whether it still exists."

"Please send my demon core and body back to the Wilderness Realm and bury them in the clan's territory."

"If my clan is still strong, then please return the demon core."

"If the tribe has already perished, young friend, there is no need to concern yourself with it."

"If the tribe still exists, but has declined, I earnestly request that you take care of it."

Chen Yuan pondered for a moment and nodded: "This junior's cultivation is currently shallow, and I am unable to traverse the void. If I can advance to the Integration stage in the future, I will definitely send your body and demon core back to the Desolate Realm for proper burial."

Ao Huan smiled and said, "Thank you very much, young friend."

He raised his hand and conjured a seven-colored jade slip, then pushed it towards Chen Yuan: "This is a boundary map that I have recorded over many years of travel. The path from the Xuanli Realm to the Desolate Realm is also included in it."

“Ao’s body is right outside the thatched hut. Young friend, you possess the true blood of Kunpeng, so it shouldn’t be difficult to collect it.”

Chen Yuan took the seven-colored jade slip and directly integrated it into his body. A boundary map appeared in his mind, marking several interfaces with detailed records beside it.

The myriad realms are divided into the upper realm and the lower realm. The lower realm is small and has thin spiritual energy, where one can only cultivate to the Nascent Soul stage. It is also separated from the upper realm, and one can only ascend from the bottom up, but cannot descend to the lower realm at will.

The upper realm is further divided into the Great Thousand World and the Lesser Thousand World. Among them, the Spirit Realm and the Demon Burning Realm are powerful realms with abundant spiritual energy, capable of supporting dozens of Mahayana and Great Saints. These are the Great Thousand Worlds.

Interfaces like the Green Mantis Realm, which can only accommodate one or two Mahayana-level beings, are considered Lesser Thousand Worlds.

Based on its size, the Xuanli Realm can only be considered a spatial secret realm, far inferior to a minor world.

However, it was created by the Great Sage Xuanli, and its spiritual essence is profound, no less than that of a minor world, making it extremely special.

The Wilderness Realm is an extremely powerful Great Thousand World. According to Ao Huan's description, it is even comparable to the Spirit Realm, with nearly a hundred beings equivalent to Mahayana cultivators.

Moreover, the Wilderness Realm is extremely unique, with various races coexisting. Humans and demons are just some of the most powerful races, and they often join forces, unlike the Spirit Realm and the Burning Demon Realm where it's a life-or-death struggle.

Before experiencing the dream, Chen Yuan would have been completely baffled.

Demon cores can be refined into elixirs, so how could humans coexist peacefully with them?

But now that Chen Yuan knows the whole story, he has no more doubts.

He composed himself and said solemnly, "Senior, rest assured, I dare not say that my promise is worth a thousand pieces of gold, but I will do my best to fulfill my promise."

Ao Huan smiled and said, "I can only trust you, young friend. The fortune I'm giving you is just outside this hut. It should help you undergo a complete transformation and greatly improve your cultivation."

Chen Yuan's heart stirred: "Senior, are you referring to the Dragon Transformation Pool?"

Ao Huan was taken aback, then laughed and said, "I forgot that you have all the memories left by the Great Sage Xuanli before his soul was divided, but the fortune I mentioned is not the Dragon Transformation Pool."

"Young friend, you do not possess the bloodline of a true dragon, so how can you refine dragon essence?"

"After the Great Sage Xuanli left behind a fragment of his soul, he lived on this mountain for a hundred years. He must have left behind a few things, which I will now give to you, young friend."

"However, this thatched hut is shrouded in a restriction. If the divided soul had not opened it on its own initiative, there would have been no way to help you with your current cultivation level."

"However, I have been fused with that divided soul for hundreds of thousands of years and have become one with it, so I will lend you a hand, young friend."

He flicked his sleeve, and the milky-white light covering the entrance to the thatched hut slowly dissipated, revealing a wooden door.

Chen Yuan clasped his hands and bowed, saying, "Thank you, senior."

Ao Huan got up, went to the door, pushed open the wooden door, and went out.

Chen Yuan followed him to the outside of the thatched hut.

Ahead was a bronze pond. The pool that Chen Yuan remembered as full of crimson spiritual liquid was now reduced to a thin layer, less than a foot deep.

Looking up, a layer of flames enveloped the mountain peak, burning silently, woven from pure Crimson Heaven True Fire.

On the other side of the thatched hut, a thousand-foot-long crimson dragon coiled up, lifeless, yet its scales remained lustrous and delicate, just as they had been in life.

Ao Huan said calmly, "This formation was personally set up by the Great Sage Xuanli before he left. It is based on the spiritual essence of the Xuanli Realm and cannot be broken from the inside."

"However, there are currently several Nascent Soul cultivators outside breaking the formation. It will be broken in a hundred years at most, so please be patient, young friend..."

He paused, then pointed halfway up the mountain: "The cave of the Great Sage Xuanli is right there. Young friend, you may go there yourself."

Chen Yuan agreed, and Ao Huan turned to look at his own corpse, staring at it silently with a complex expression, without saying a word.

After a long while, Ao Huan's figure transformed into a wisp of seven-colored mist and vanished completely. (End of Chapter)