Nine Transformations of the True Spirit.

"Master!" Han Xuan turned his head sharply to look at Elder Yuan, his voice filled with urgency.

He hadn't known Chen Yuan for long, but he saw a reflection of himself in Chen Yuan.

Both were cultivators from the lower realms who had gone through many hardships to ascend to immortality. Chen Yuan's journey was even more arduous, involving travels through the three realms before he finally saw the light at the end of the tunnel.

Upon their first meeting, Han Xuan felt an immediate sense of kinship with Chen Yuan.

Not to mention that Chen Yuan had saved his life. If Chen Yuan hadn't intervened, Han Xuan would likely have died in that great battle just like Lin Yuanzi, and would never have seen the day he advanced to the Void Refinement stage.

Compared to the aloof Elder Su, Han Xuan trusted Chen Yuan, who had shared life and death with him, more. However, Chen Yuan's cultivation was too low, and he couldn't even withstand a single blow from Elder Su.

He could only turn to Elder Yuan for help, hoping that his master could save the life of his sworn brother.

Elder Yuan flicked his sleeves, but then Elder Mei's gentle voice rang in his ears: "Junior Brother Yuan, do you really want to get involved in this matter?"

Elder Yuan met Elder Mei's ambiguous smile with his hands clenched and unclenched in his sleeves, finally calming down.

Han Xuan fell into despair and turned to look at Chen Yuan.

The five-colored spiritual light formed a giant hand that blotted out the sky and shone with a cold light, like a judgment descended from the heavens, to completely suppress Chen Yuan and prevent him from ever rising again.

Faced with this attack, Chen Yuan neither dodged nor evaded, his gaze deep and his expression calm, as if he were only facing a gentle spring breeze and light rain. He simply raised his right hand and lightly threw out a punch.

His fist was as white as jade, and his slender arm looked thin and fragile. This punch seemed to have no power at all, and anyone who saw it would only think of the phrase "a mantis trying to stop a chariot".

But when the five-colored spiritual light hand collided with Chen Yuan's fist, it was as if it had hit a solid wall, unable to press down an inch further, and was then shattered by that light and airy fist!
Five-colored spiritual light fell like petals falling in spring, fluttering and swirling, a truly beautiful sight.

An invisible wave swept across, annihilating all the colorful spiritual energy and revealing Chen Yuan's upright figure.

A sharp aura emanated from him, like a beast that had just awakened from its slumber slowly unfurling its claws.

This aura was slightly inferior to that of the six Nascent Soul stage experts, but it was still very close, far surpassing Han Xuan's aura when he did not conceal it due to his fluctuating mental state. It had clearly reached the perfect state of Void Refinement!

This was merely the aura of cultivation, which also faintly contained a powerful blood aura, like a giant python lurking in the abyss, its ferocious back barely visible, enough to make one tremble with fear.

This is a phenomenon that only occurs when one's physical body is strong enough to reach a certain level; even a demon king cannot achieve it.

Only demon saints or body cultivators in the Integration Stage possess such powerful blood energy.

They have reached an extreme in the path of body refinement, which can be described as "physical sainthood". With only physical strength, they can contend with cultivators of the same level who have achieved the same level of body refinement!

The surroundings fell silent. The six Nascent Soul cultivators stared intently at Chen Yuan, their confident expressions vanishing completely, replaced by horror in their eyes. They were unusually disoriented.

Elder Yuan, who had just been vehemently defending Chen Yuan, now looked utterly incredulous.

Han Xuan was stunned for a long time, then a look of joy flashed in his eyes. He said nothing more and quietly retreated to the side.

Chen Yuan slowly withdrew his fist and said calmly, "Elder Su, I am a successor of the Tai Xuan Sect. Only Fu Zhenren is qualified to deal with me. If you wish to investigate my primordial spirit, please forgive me for being unable to comply."

Elder Su remained silent, scrutinizing him from head to toe. His eyes flashed with cold light as he forced out a sentence through gritted teeth: "As expected, I was right. You are indeed the remnant soul of that true dragon possessing my body!"

"In just two hundred years, your cultivation level has risen from the late stage of the Nascent Soul realm to the perfect stage of the Void Refinement realm. Such rapid progress cannot be explained by ordinary reason. You must have used some prepared treasure after being possessed by the remnant soul of the True Dragon!"

"Gentlemen, this beast is extremely ferocious. We can no longer hold back. We must tear this beast to pieces and avenge our nephew Chen!"

Every word he uttered was shrouded in intense killing intent, like a chilling wind blowing from the depths of hell, sending shivers down one's spine.

Elder Su's last glimmer of hope was shattered. Chen Yuan's cultivation had improved so much, it must be because of the True Dragon's legacy.

On the eve of the Tai Xuan Sect's massive invasion of Ba Gui Island to build a city, he spent two precious hundred years to finally break the Flame Array, but it was all in vain. His hatred for Chen Yuan was already overwhelming!

With a flick of his sleeve, a rusty bronze furnace appeared out of thin air in front of him. His aura was no longer restrained in the slightest, and the overwhelming pressure of a mid-stage Integration Realm cultivator surged forth, all landing on Chen Yuan, yet it could not make his spine bend even slightly.

Elder Su raised his hand and made a hand seal. Thousands of wisps of dark gray smoke rose from the ancient bronze furnace. The smoke was deep and dark, swallowing even the light. It shot out like an arrow and went straight for Chen Yuan.

However, the other four showed no intention of making a move. Wei Wushang, who had just been completely disregarding Chen Yuan, now spoke up to advise, "Fellow Daoist Su, don't be hasty!"

Elder Su ignored him completely, and countless wisps of dark smoke shot towards Chen Yuan from all directions, like countless thin and tough tentacles, trying to grab him and swallow him.

Chen Yuan remained unfazed, flipped his hand and took out the Cangming Halberd. A pair of jet-black wings stretched out from his back, and the Kunpeng Dharma Image, half bird and half fish, leaped out from behind him, its deep and desolate roar piercing through heaven and earth.

The black blade flowed from his arms to the halberd, enveloping the blade. The violent spatial fluctuations tore through the heavens and earth, revealing the chaotic void behind it.

Chen Yuan directly used the power of spatial destruction, and the Cangming Halberd slashed out horizontally, leaving a dark spatial rift with jagged edges, which swallowed all the dark smoke that shot in.

This is not only the power of spatial destruction, but also contains the power of devouring. It is a spatial divine power that Chen Yuan mastered after advancing to the Void Refinement stage.

Even the Heavenly Treasures controlled by a Nascent Soul cultivator could not easily cross this barrier and pose a threat to Chen Yuan.

However, Elder Su's cultivation level was ultimately superior to Chen Yuan's, and the spatial rift was quickly submerged by the dark smoke, reaching its maximum capacity and dissipating.

In terms of mastery of the power of laws alone, Chen Yuan is in no way inferior to Elder Su, but the true essence of a Nascent Soul cultivator is far purer and their supernatural powers far surpass Chen Yuan's.

Dark smoke came from all directions, blocking all escape routes. Chen Yuan had nowhere to avoid it, but he had no intention of retreating.

A ferocious demonic armor appeared out of thin air in front of Chen Yuan, its sharp barbs exuding arrogance, and its long cloak formed from demonic energy billowed out like a savage demonic dragon.

The huge wound on the chest of the armor did not diminish its imposing presence; on the contrary, it added to its ferocity.

The dark smoke rushed up and collided fiercely with the demonic energy swirling around the Xuan Yin Armor, devouring each other silently yet extremely viciously.

The demonic energy couldn't last long; in a short time, only a thin layer remained, and the dark smoke was about to engulf Chen Yuan. Elder Su sneered. From the very beginning, he had released his sealing power, locking down this area. Chen Yuan was unable to use teleportation to escape, nor could he use lightning escape techniques.

This rusty bronze furnace may look unremarkable, but it is actually a divine treasure that he obtained with great difficulty.

The released dark smoke contains a trace of the law of decay that can corrode everything, and even cultivators at the Integration stage must be careful to deal with it.

Elder Su's decision to use him directly against Chen Yuan already shows that he takes him very seriously.

Elder Su had long heard from the Tai Xuan Sect cultivators that although Chen Yuan's armor resembled the Heavenly Demon Armor, it was pierced by wounds and was incompatible with his cultivation technique. To think that he could block the dark smoke was nothing but wishful thinking.

Chen Yuan watched as the demonic energy was almost completely corroded by the dark smoke, yet he remained calm and unhurried, letting it pounce on the Xuan Yin Armor and burrow into his body through the huge wound.

However, the dark smoke seemed to have struck a solid wall without any flaws. The deadly smoke, which could corrode spiritual treasures, was helpless against Chen Yuan's physical body and could not harm the Xuan Yin Armor.

Elder Su was not angry but pleased. He changed his hand seals, and thousands of dark wisps of smoke rose from the ancient bronze furnace. They gathered together and transformed into a wisp of dark red smoke, as thin as a golden needle, which shot towards Chen Yuan.

The Heavenly Treasure is not limited to this power; the dark smoke could not harm Chen Yuan, he had other methods.

The demon saints who were severely injured by the bronze furnace were not the only ones. Moreover, Chen Yuan's physical body was only comparable to that of a fusion demon saint, and his cultivation was only at the peak of the Void Refinement stage. If he continued to be arrogant, he would surely die.

To Elder Su's delight, Chen Yuan was indeed wearing the Heavenly Demon Armor, or at least a Heavenly Treasure.

Even before the wound had healed, the Heavenly Demon Armor possessed such power. If it could be fully restored, it would be considered top-tier among all the Heavenly Treasures, even surpassing the ancient bronze furnace in his own hands.

Even though this trip to the Xuanli Realm didn't yield the True Dragon's Relics, obtaining this set of Heavenly Demon Armor made the trip worthwhile.

The dark red smoke was only a wisp, far less imposing than the overwhelming dark smoke, but Chen Yuan's eyes narrowed, and he dared not underestimate it in the slightest, retreating rapidly.

A pair of jade-like, crystal-clear dragon horns grew from his forehead, small and delicate, and a blue dragon image emerged from the void behind him, soaring into the sky, roaring to the heavens with a thunderous cry.

Chen Yuan raised his hand and formed a hand seal. The Azure Dragon Dharma Image lowered its head, opened its mouth and inhaled, drawing in all the dark smoke around Chen Yuan. Its emerald green body was stained with a layer of dull gray.

At this moment, the thin, dark red smoke, as fine as a golden needle, had reached Chen Yuan. Suddenly, the Azure Dragon Dharma Image exhaled a wisp of azure energy, containing vigorous vitality, and flew towards the dark red smoke.

When the two met, they were irreconcilable; the azure aura, resembling a real dragon, swallowed the dark red aura in one gulp.

A rich sense of life spread out, but it quickly decayed and solidified under the corrosive influence of the dark red smoke, like pieces of dark gray rotten wood, completely broken.

The dark red smoke had shrunk by more than half, its momentum slightly reduced, but it still shot towards Chen Yuan, and an aura of decay spread out.

Chen Yuan's expression became more solemn. His black hair turned snow-white, and his pupils shone with silver light, set in his golden eyes, making him look exceptionally strange.

The images of Zhu Yan and Kui Niu appeared one after another, intertwined with thunder and fire. The four true spirit images stood side by side, their imposing aura completely covering up the aura of decay.

Zhu Yan, in his wrathful form, pounded his chest and roared as a white sea of ​​fire swept in, eerie and illusory, enveloping the dark red smoke as it rose violently.

The Kui Niu Dharma Image roared like thunder, dark clouds gathered in the sky, covering hundreds of miles, and thunder rumbled, dispelling the spiritual energy storms gathered around the main peak and striking the tiny wisp of dark red smoke.

After the spiritual energy storm dissipated, the group of cultivators who could only gaze at the main peak from afar through the storm and speculate on the appearance of the True Dragon's Treasure suddenly found themselves free from obstruction, and could see the entire scene clearly.

They saw six Nascent Soul cultivators surrounding Elder Yuan, with Han Xuan standing beside him.

Elder Su exuded a combined aura that spread out after the spiritual energy storm dissipated, forcing everyone's escape light to descend several feet.

His refined face was twisted into a ferocious grimace, and an ancient bronze furnace in front of him exuded an aura of vicissitudes, rushing towards us through the ages.

Among the six powerful beings at the Fusion Stage, a young man with a peculiar appearance confronted Elder Su from afar.

This person has golden eyes and silver pupils, flowing white hair, wings on his back, dragon horns on his head, and wears a set of ferocious black armor.

So many strange features come together in perfect harmony, as if it were meant to be this way naturally.

Behind him stood four enormous true spirit images, solid and lifelike, as if the true spirits themselves had descended.

Each of the true spirit emanates a terrifying aura, and when combined, they are comparable to Elder Su.

Everyone was stunned. They had imagined many scenarios: the corpse of a true dragon coiled on the mountain peak, ancient spiritual herbs occupying most of the mountain, mystical treasures that had transcended countless ages, and countless rare and precious materials...

The only thing they didn't expect was that a cultivator was hidden in the main peak of the blessed land, and that he was a cultivator comparable to a Nascent Soul cultivator!

Both the Vermilion Flame and the Heavenly Tribulation Lightning were far more powerful than Chen Yuan had been before he advanced to the Void Refinement stage.

At this moment, with both methods working simultaneously, most of the dark red smoke was extinguished, leaving only a last wisp, but it still stubbornly rushed towards Chen Yuan.

Chen Yuan wielded the Cangming Halberd, unleashing the power of spatial destruction to extinguish the last wisp of dark red smoke containing the power of decay.

Elder Su's expression darkened, and with a change of hand seals, the ancient bronze furnace glowed faintly. Through the rust, one could vaguely see a group of alien races kneeling and worshipping on the ground.

The dark smoke from the furnace surged forth, merging together to form a dark red arrow that pointed directly at Chen Yuan, its tip trembling slightly.

Upon seeing this, Chen Yuan narrowed his eyes, the jade dragon horn on his forehead shimmered slightly, and a faint blue light emanated from his body.

He put away the Xuan Yin Armor, his wings folded behind him, his white hair returned to normal, his pupils were filled with gold, and his eyes were as bright as burning golden flames.

The three true spirit avatars behind Chen Yuan also dissipated, leaving only a coiled azure dragon avatar, its majestic dragon eyes gazing at Elder Su, its two long dragon whiskers swaying in the wind.

"Senior Brother Su, wait!" Elder Yuan suddenly flew between the two and blocked the dark red arrow.

Elder Su's face darkened: "Junior Brother, what do you mean by this? This person has already been possessed by the remnant soul of the True Dragon. Why are you helping him instead of me?" (End of Chapter)