Nine Transformations of the True Spirit.

Chapter 127 A Life-threatening Attack: The Demon Pill Hidden in the Body
The young cultivator was none other than Chen Yuan. He had just killed a second-level monster, picked a few three-hundred-year-old spiritual herbs, and flew westward. Suddenly, the traces of these six people appeared within the range of his spiritual awareness, so he turned back and stopped in front of everyone.

This was the second time he met disciples from various sects after he met the four disciples from Wanshou Mountain and Mingyin Valley.

Judging from the time, the disciples from all factions should have entered the inner circle, which is a good time to harvest the spiritual herbs.

When the six people saw the escaping light from Chen Yuan, they were all shocked.

This is a unique sign when a foundation-building cultivator flies away. Thinking of the five monsters that were killed before, they immediately guessed that this person was the one they were looking for.

The five Qi Refining disciples all looked at Senior Brother Yin, waiting for his decision.

But Senior Brother Yin no longer had the confidence he had just now. He looked doubtful and looked Chen Yuan up and down, and did not speak for a long time.

He originally thought that the man who killed five monsters was the same as himself, and was only able to exert strength equivalent to that of a foundation-building cultivator. His cultivation was still below the foundation-building stage, so he did not take him seriously.

But the fact that this person could control the flying light, just like a cultivator in foundation building, made him forget all his previous bold words.

Everyone knows their own business. Although he can fight a level 2 monster, his chances of winning are slim if he faces a true foundation-building cultivator.

But if he handed over the storage bag, he would be at the mercy of others. Senior Brother Yin was caught in a dilemma and was struggling and entangled in his heart.

Chen Yuan frowned slightly: "Why, don't you understand?"

As he spoke, he stroked his storage bag and took out three magical weapons: the Dingguang Mirror, the Silver Gang Sword, and the Seven-Star Blade.

If these six people don't hand over the storage bags, he can only kill the chicken to scare the monkeys and subdue everyone.

Senior Brother Yin's mind raced, and suddenly a bold idea came to his mind. He bowed deeply to Chen Yuan and said, "I am Yin Ze from the Ziyang Sect, and I never thought that I would be able to see a foundation-building cultivator in the secret realm. I was distracted for a moment, and I hope that Senior will forgive me."

Chen Yuan nodded slightly: "Ignorance is not a crime, hand over the storage bag. I only want the spiritual herbs, not your lives. Otherwise, I would not have said too much to you."

When these words were spoken, regardless of whether they were true or false, the other five people all breathed a sigh of relief.

Seeing that Senior Brother Yin did not have the demeanor of "killing gods and Buddhas" as he had said just now, they knew that he did not dare to fight with this foundation-building cultivator, and their hearts were in their throats.

If we could send this person away with just the spiritual herbs, that would be perfect.

But Senior Brother Yin’s thoughts are more profound. What would this foundation-building cultivator think if he saw the second-level monster materials and five-hundred-year-old spiritual herbs in the storage bag?

Judging from the man's attire, he is a cultivator from the Lingyun Sect, and has a fairly close relationship with the Ziyang Sect. Upon learning that there are cultivators equivalent to foundation-building cultivators on their side, will they let them leave?
Senior Brother Yin's mind turned, and the last bit of hesitation disappeared. He turned around and said to the five people: "Give me the storage bag, I will give it to you, senior."

Everyone didn't understand what he meant, but they still handed the storage bag to Senior Brother Yin as he said.

Senior Brother Yin held a dozen storage bags in his hands, bowed slightly, lowered his head and brows, walked towards Chen Yuan, and said, "These are all the spiritual herbs that the six of us have harvested. Please take a look."

Chen Yuan quietly watched Senior Brother Yin walk within five feet of him. He suddenly raised his hand, took the dozen storage bags into his hand, and probed his spiritual sense into them.

Yin Ze did not stop yet, and said: "Senior, if you want to collect spiritual herbs, I know a place..."

His voice became lower and lower, the red light in his eyes became stronger and stronger, the energy in his body surged quietly, his muscles suddenly swelled up, and he turned into a burly man. He stepped on the ground, raised his hand and swung his fist, and suddenly pounced at Chen Yuan!
Although he is not a foundation-building cultivator, he has tremendous strength and can overwhelm a level 2 monster.

As long as we get within ten feet of this person's body, we can catch him off guard and kill him with our fists!
At the same time, he shouted, "What are you waiting for, fellow apprentices? Hurry up and kill this man!"

When the five people behind Yin Ze saw this, their faces changed drastically. Then they made a quick decision, took out their magic weapons and attacked Chen Yuan.

They did not want to offend this foundation-building cultivator, but Senior Brother Yin had already taken action. As fellow practitioners, even if they stood by and watched, they could not escape the connection and could only fight with all their might.

Chen Yuan saw the figure suddenly grow bigger, with red eyes, and pounced towards him like a monster. Not only was he not panicked at all, but he smiled: "Interesting..."

He threw the storage bag aside, stopped where he was, raised his right hand, and grabbed Yin Ze's fist.

When Yin Ze made his move, he was actually quite nervous, fearing that this person would take out some spiritual weapon to block the attack and then fly away.

He does not have the ability of a foundation-building cultivator to fly into the sky with a beam of light, so he only has this chance to attack. If this person dodges, he will use his spiritual weapon to attack from a distance and he will not be able to fight back.

But Chen Yuan did not dodge or evade, but stayed where he was and raised his hand to block, which made Yin Ze ecstatic.

So what if he is a foundation-building cultivator?
Anyone who gets hit by his punch, which contains a force of ten thousand pounds, will die without a burial place.

"Death!"

Yin Ze roared wildly, leaped into the air, came in front of Chen Yuan, and suddenly swung his fist!

Since Chen Yuan had been suspended in the air and had not landed on the ground, Yin Ze's punch was an upward attack from the bottom up, followed by a stream of light formed by five magical weapons flying behind him, which made people's hearts surge and feel a sense of tragedy and cruelty.

boom!
Fists and palms collided, but the crushing victory that Yin Ze had expected did not occur.

Chen Yuan held his fist firmly, as if he was holding a flying mosquito, without even lifting the corner of his clothes.

Yin Ze's face changed drastically, and he used all his strength to try to pull his fist out of Chen Yuan's hand, but he felt as if his fist was embedded in a solid wall, unable to move at all.

He was about to stretch out his other hand to pry open Chen Yuan's palm, when Chen Yuan suddenly raised his right hand and threw Yin Ze to the ground. Boom!
Yin Ze fell to the ground, creating a big hole. His bones were broken and tendons were fractured. Blood was flowing from all his orifices. He looked up at the sky, his chest heaving, and he even lost the strength to get up.

The fight between the two seemed long, but in fact it only took a moment.

When Yin Ze was thrown to the ground, the five magic weapons had just attacked Chen Yuan.

Chen Yuan did not dodge or evade, but raised five Seven-Star Blades to face the five magical weapons.

The magic weapons these five people sacrificed were all top-grade magic weapons, but they were controlled by magic power.

Chen Yuan used his true energy to control the Seven Star Blade, which greatly increased its power and easily blocked the magic weapon.

He then used the Dingguang Mirror to freeze the protective magic weapon of a Ziyang Sect disciple, and slashed it with the Silver Gang Sword, beheading him with one blow.

The remaining four people saw Yin Ze's defeat and Chen Yuan killed one of them in an instant, and they were all scared to death.

The round-faced monk said loudly: "Senior, I was confused for a moment. I hope you can spare my life. I am willing to give you all my savings!"

Chen Yuan smiled slightly, ignored it, and used three magical weapons to kill the remaining three people one by one, leaving only the round-faced monk alive.

He didn't want to kill people casually, but he would not let go of those who dared to attack him.

After the four people died, Yin Ze struggled to get up from the ground. His huge body slowly shrank back to its original appearance, staggering as if he might fall down at any time.

Chen Yuan didn't know Yin Ze's background, so he used most of his strength this time, at least 30,000 to 40,000 kilograms of force, all of which was poured into Yin Ze's body, directly putting him into a near-death state.

If his physical body wasn't comparable to that of a second-level monster, there would be no possibility of survival.

Chen Yuan landed on the ground, looked Yin Ze up and down, and asked, "Where does your great strength come from?"

Yin Ze sneered: "Why should I tell you?"

Chen Yuan showed admiration on his face: "You have guts, then I will help you."

He pointed and the silver sword spun around, flying towards Yin Ze and cutting off his head.

When the round-faced monk saw that Chen Yuan killed Yin Ze without saying anything, his body trembled and a look of fear appeared on his face.

Chen Yuan turned to look at him and said calmly, "Tell me, where does Yin Ze's great strength come from?"

As he spoke, he pointed and the Silver Sword flew up again, circling around the round-faced monk, making a clanging sound.

The round-faced monk showed a look of struggle on his face, and said in a hoarse voice: "If I tell you, will you spare my life?"

Chen Yuan said calmly: "If you don't tell me, you will die now."

The round-faced monk heaved a sigh of relief, and bowed respectfully: "Then please kill me, Senior. I will die anyway, so I would rather not say anything."

Chen Yuan nodded slightly: "Okay, I'll help you."

After saying that, he raised his hand and swung it. The silver sword cut off the round-faced monk's head. A fountain of blood gushed out, dyeing the surrounding ground red.

Afterwards, Chen Yuan picked up the storage bag that he had just thrown aside and several magical weapons that fell on the ground. He raised his hand and condensed five fireballs, which were shot out and burned the bodies of the five people to ashes.

Since he has already revealed his physical cultivation skills, he will naturally not let these people leave.

Whether the round-faced monk answered or not, he would not escape death.

Chen Yuan hastily cleaned up the scene to ensure that later comers would not be able to see the details of the fight, and then came to Yin Ze.

This person claims to be a physical cultivator, but he has no foundation-building skills. He is not a physical cultivator, but has tremendous strength comparable to a second-level monster. He is neither fish nor fowl, and must be hiding a big secret.

Moreover, Yin Ze's body suddenly grew larger and his strength increased dramatically, as if he had used some secret technique. Chen Yuan was also quite interested in this technique.

He probed his spiritual sense into Yin Ze's storage bag and searched carefully, but did not find any jade slips or books about Yin Ze's tremendous strength and secret transformation technique.

He pondered for a moment, then released his spiritual sense to probe into Yin Ze's body, examining the condition inside his body inch by inch.

Suddenly, his expression changed, he raised his hand and pointed, the Silver Sword flew to Yin Ze's left chest, cut a gap, took out his bright red heart, slowly rose into the air, blood kept dripping.

Chen Yuan raised his hand and squeezed it. The air around his heart seemed to be squeezed by an invisible force and shrank towards the middle.

The heart exploded with a loud bang, and all the flesh and blood were restrained by Chen Yuan's true energy and fell gently to the ground.

There was only a walnut-sized yellow pill left in the air, emitting a faint evil aura.

There is actually a demon pill hidden inside Yin Ze’s heart!
(End of this chapter)