Nine Transformations of the True Spirit.

Chapter 314: Lifting the Ban
In a remote place somewhere in the Demonic Plain, a ten-foot-high stone platform stood tall, standing out from the crowd in the flat wilderness.

This stone platform is made of white boulders about ten feet in size. Its surface is as smooth as jade. It is wide at the bottom and narrow at the top. There is a platform on the top that is about three feet in size.

There are jade-carved railings all around, which are very conspicuous in the dark and gray abyss.

Not only that, within a hundred feet around the stone platform, there was no invasion of demonic energy, as if there was an invisible wall that kept the demonic energy out.

This wall extends infinitely upwards, reaching the sky. Therefore, within a hundred feet of the stone platform, the sky is clear, the blue sky is crystal clear, and there are golden lights. It is the only place of light in this dark and depressing wasteland.

A beam of light flew in from a distance and stopped above the stone platform. A figure appeared, it was Chen Yuan.

He felt the long-lost sunshine, and his mood slowly calmed down. The repressed madness that he had contracted from the endless killing quietly dissipated.

After parting with Mr. Qingliu, Chen Yuan barely escaped a hundred miles and then stopped, setting up an invisible formation to recover his injured energy.

He was seriously injured by the charming woman, but fortunately, they were all physical injuries. After taking two healing pills, he recovered as before.

Then he flew all the way to the nearest altar, which took him two days in total.

He encountered many monsters on the road, all of which were fearless and unafraid of death, so he could only kill them.

Along the way, he killed more than 300 souls of monsters, 90% of which were below level 5, with only two level 6 monsters and one level 7 monster.

Even when they were several miles away from the altar, there were still monsters actively attacking Chen Yuan, and they could not be killed.

Fortunately, Chen Yuan was a physical cultivator, and he was able to defeat the enemy simply by relying on his physical strength, thus saving a lot of true energy. The Qingyuan Pill that he had originally planned to use here was not used.

The Demonic Source lives up to its name. There are so many magical beasts that it seems endless. Chen Yuan has killed at least seven hundred magical beasts along the way, but it is only a drop in the ocean.

Chen Yuan descended his escape light and landed on the altar.

Under his feet, there was a teleportation array carved, about ten feet in size, recessed into the stone platform. The complex grooves and lines were hard and sharp, probably made by some extremely sharp magic weapon.

He raised his sleeves and flicked them, and ten pitch-black magic cores appeared in front of him. Three of them were obviously smaller, and they were level six magic cores, and the others were level seven magic cores.

He left behind three level seven magic cores. After leaving Jueling Island, he could exchange them for a lot of good things from the magic cultivators.

If it weren't for the threat from the charming woman, Chen Yuan would even want to stay in the Demonic Plain for a few more days, hunting down monsters and seizing magic cores.

After the ten magic cores appeared, the teleportation array suddenly lit up, and a white beam of light shot up into the sky, covering Chen Yuan and the magic cores.

The next moment, Chen Yuan's figure disappeared, and the ten magic cores exploded together. The pure demonic energy contained in them all poured into the altar.

The altar lit up with a black light, which flickered a few times before slowly dissipating.

……

The space squeezing force of this teleportation was extremely weak. Chen Yuan's eyes blurred for a moment, and when he opened his eyes again, he had arrived in an unfamiliar place.

A grand hall came into view. Its layout was exactly the same as that of the Tongtian Hall, but it was smaller and more majestic. On the blue plaque above the main entrance of the hall were inscribed the three golden characters "Tongming Hall" in ancient seal script.

Looking around, this is also a square, but it is ten times smaller than the square in front of the Tongtian Temple. It is also surrounded by thick white fog.

At this time, there were only a few cultivators in the square, scattered around, as if they were intentionally keeping a distance from each other. Chen Yuan looked over and saw that the four Nascent Soul cultivators, Yuntian Patriarch, Ji Laogui, Yunhe Taoist, and Shen Yi, were sitting cross-legged. Although they did not emit any aura, they had a terrifying aura that made people dare not look directly at them.

In addition, there were three Jindan cultivators whom Chen Yuanjun did not recognize. After seeing him enter the square, they also looked over here.

Chen Yuan took a deep breath, shook his robe, and walked towards Patriarch Yuntian.

After he was teleported to the square, Patriarch Yuntian did not react at all. He had been meditating with his eyes closed. But now he opened his eyes, looked at Chen Yuan who was walking towards him, and smiled.

The distance between the two was not far. Chen Yuan stopped and bowed deeply.

He was about to speak when Patriarch Yuntian suddenly raised his sleeve and flicked it. Chen Yuan only felt an invisible wave passing through his body, and his scattered spiritual consciousness was suddenly covered and confined to three feet around him.

But he did not stop talking, and said respectfully: "I have fulfilled my mission and successfully passed the three trials. I hope you can remove the restrictions in my body."

Except for Old Ghost Ji who remained indifferent and still meditated with his eyes closed, Taoist Yunhe and Shen Yi all looked over.

Patriarch Yuntian said gently, "Why is young friend Chen so anxious?"

"I have been worried day and night, fearing that I would not be able to pass the trial before the deadline and die. I did not dare to delay even a little. Now that I have finally met you, you are the one who I beg you to lift the ban." Chen Yuan said respectfully.

Patriarch Yuntian nodded slightly and raised his hand. Chen Yuan felt a slight pain in a tiny meridian somewhere in his chest and abdomen, and then a red light flew out of his body and dissipated into the air.

Chen Yuan felt relieved, but Patriarch Yuntian pointed again and a blue light flew into Chen Yuan's body.

Chen Yuan's expression changed slightly, and he immediately looked inward. He saw the stream of light entering his dantian and merging into the blue talisman that had been silent for a long time.

The talisman glowed slightly, then faded away, but it was closer to Chen Yuan's dantian than before.

Patriarch Yuntian smiled and said, "Since you have successfully passed the three trials, I will lift the restrictions as agreed."

"But it is not my wish that you should be worried and frightened these days."

"As compensation, if you use the spirit summoning technique in the future, the power will be increased by 20%."

When Chen Yuan heard this "good news", he sneered in his heart, but he forced a smile on his face and said with an unpleasant expression: "Thank you for the reward, senior. I will definitely do my best to help you obtain that spiritual object."

He had expected Patriarch Yuntian to do this. As long as he could get rid of the red spot, he would not be afraid at all.

Patriarch Yuntian had anticipated Chen Yuan's unwilling reaction, and said gently: "Don't worry, my friend. After the matter is accomplished, I will not treat you unfairly."

Chen Yuan sneered even more in his heart, but a puzzled look appeared on his face: "May I ask, Senior, what exactly is that spiritual object, and how can I help you?"

Patriarch Yuntian pondered for a moment, then suddenly sighed, "Well, now that we've come this far, I should explain this matter to you, my friend."

"That spiritual object is called Fulong Chizhen Teng. It is a thousand-year-old spiritual herb that has the ability to prolong life."

"To be honest, my life is coming to an end and I urgently need the Fulong Chizhen Vine to prolong my life, so I have to ask for your help."

(End of this chapter)