Nine Transformations of the True Spirit.

After escaping from the square of Tongming Palace, everything in front of me immediately became dark.

The sky was clear and the sun was shining brightly, but when it fell on Jueling Island, it seemed to be stained with a layer of gray.

Chen Yuan looked at Ji Laogui and the other two flying in front of him and asked in a low voice: "Senior, why don't you take action outside the Yellow Sand Secret Realm?"

Ji Laogui and the other two were not far away from Chen Yuan and Old Ancestor Yuntian, only less than ten miles away. If Old Ancestor Yuntian wanted to take action, they could catch up immediately.

Patriarch Yuntian said calmly: "My friend, you don't know that you can't act arbitrarily in Jueling Island, otherwise there will be thunder punishment. Only in the secret realm of space can you kill people."

Chen Yuan was surprised. "There are such rules? I am so ignorant and embarrassed to see you laugh at me."

"This is the first time for young friend Wu to enter Jueling Island, and he is a casual cultivator, so it is normal that he is not familiar with the inside story. Remember not to act casually, so as not to incur thunder punishment." said Patriarch Yuntian.

"Yes, I, as a junior, will never act on my own and will follow the instructions of my seniors." Chen Yuan said with lingering fear.

Patriarch Yuntian smiled and said, "My friend, your speed is a little slow. I will help you."

He raised his sleeve and flicked it, and a ray of light came out, wrapping around Chen Yuan. His speed increased suddenly, and he soon caught up with Ji Laogui and the other two and surpassed them.

Old Ghost Ji snorted coldly, and also sent out a ray of light to escape, wrapping up Wang Lin and Jing Shuhan and chasing after them.

But his cultivation was one level lower, and there were two people following him, so his escape speed was much slower than that of Ancestor Yuntian.

Chen Yuan saved a lot of energy by flying with the help of Old Ancestor Yuntian. He spread out his spiritual sense and checked the surrounding situation.

Everywhere you look, there are broken walls, broken mountains, and scorched earth, leaving behind all kinds of traces.

Miles-long sharp sword marks, hundreds-foot-wide claw marks, and hundreds of miles of scorched earth after being burned by flames all exude a sense of decay, a scene of devastation after a great war.

They silently tell the story of the cruelty of the war that year, and allow people today to get a glimpse of the extraordinary methods of the ancient powers.

But there was no corpse on the ground, nor any remaining magic weapon.

The corpses and magic weapons were not taken away by the monks who entered Jueling Island before. This was the appearance of the island when Jueling Island was first opened.

After Monk Yuqinghai entered Jueling Island, he could only see the remnants of the battlefield.

No one knows how the war happened, who the participants were, or what the final outcome was.

The cultivators from the ten major sects in Jiuxianzhou had also entered Jueling Island, but these ancient sects with tens of thousands of years of inheritance knew nothing about this great war that took place in ancient times.

Only Jueling Island, which served as a battlefield, remained. It opens once every hundred years, silently welcoming the monks and monsters that enter the island.

Chen Yuan recalled the secrets of Jueling Island that he had heard from the sect's masters before Master Qingyou entered the island, and was secretly shocked.

With the memory of Master Qingyou, how could he not know that one cannot take action on Jueling Island, otherwise one will be punished by thunder.

But since he was a casual cultivator, he could only pretend to be ignorant in front of Patriarch Yuntian, which could also reduce Patriarch Yuntian's vigilance towards him.

Jueling Island is vast and boundless. From the outside, it looks only a few hundred miles in size, but in fact, thanks to the use of spatial magic, the interior is as large as ten thousand miles in radius.

Ancestor Yuntian took Chen Yuan and fled for thousands of miles. His speed suddenly slowed down and his expression became much more serious.

In the void ahead, there were several white cracks hanging quietly in the air. Each crack was several feet long and several inches wide, as if someone had left a sword mark in the air with a flying sword. It was inconspicuous in the blue sky.

But Chen Yuan recognized the origin of the white crack at a glance. This was the space crack he had seen in the Wentianding Secret Realm.

His expression changed slightly and he retreated several feet.

Space cracks are extremely dangerous. Not to mention Jindan cultivators, even Yuanying cultivators will die if they are swallowed by space cracks. Legend has it that only the tenth-level demon king of the Kunyu clan can rely on his innate magical powers to travel in space cracks.

"The road ahead is full of space cracks and is extremely dangerous. My friend, don't walk around rashly." Elder Yuntian warned.

"Don't worry, senior. I dare not joke with my life." Chen Yuan's expression became serious.

Patriarch Yuntian nodded, bent his body, bypassed a space crack, and flew forward.

Chen Yuan followed behind him and flew slowly, not daring to deviate even a little.

The two men escaped for dozens of miles, and the space cracks became more and more dense, with one every thirty feet.

At this time, Ji Laogui, Wang Lin and Jing Shuhan caught up from behind, also passing through the space cracks with great caution.

From here on, we have entered the depths of Jueling Island.

The further you go in, the denser the space cracks become.

In the core of Jueling Island, there is even an invisible space crack, and at least five Nascent Soul cultivators were swallowed by it.

This was witnessed by people themselves. Countless numbers of lone Nascent Soul cultivators died under the space cracks.

Soon, the figure of Taoist Yunhe also appeared behind them, following behind Ji Laogui and the other two, and fled forward.

Chen Yuan was delighted. It turned out that Taoist Yunhe also came to fight for the Fulong Chizhen Vine. The more people participated, the more muddy the water would be.

Due to the fear of thunder punishment, the three Nascent Soul cultivators did not attack each other, but just went on their way.

After running for dozens of miles, a forest of several acres suddenly appeared in front of them. The lush green trees with branches and leaves were incompatible with the barren and ruined land.

But around this forest, there was a layer of faint silver-grey light curtain, surging like water waves. Through the light curtain, there was dry and cracked earth outside and towering trees inside.

Patriarch Yuntian didn't even look at the forest and continued on his way.

Chen Yuan looked at the forest, a trace of reluctance flashed in his eyes. He retracted his gaze, followed Ancestor Yuntian, and flew over the forest.

This forest is the entrance to a secret space. As long as you pass through the silver-gray light curtain, you can enter this secret realm.

There are many secret spaces on Jueling Island, and the Yellow Sand Secret Realm is one of them.

Most of these secret realms have been ruined, but you can enter them to look for treasures.

However, there are also several secret spaces that are extremely dangerous. Even if a Nascent Soul cultivator enters them, there is a risk of dying.

The Yellow Sand Secret Realm is one of them. If a human cultivator enters it, his strength will be greatly reduced.

If the demons entered there, they would be immediately devoured by the strange evil spirit that permeated the entire secret realm, leaving no trace of their bodies.

If not for this, with the powerful body of the transformed demon king, human cultivators would never be able to get their hands on the Fulong Chizhen Vine.

Chen Yuan really wanted to enter this secret space to search for treasures, but Patriarch Yuntian only had eyes for the Fulong Chizhen Vine, so he had to give up the idea.

They fled forward another hundred miles. Every ten or so feet, there was a space crack. Chen Yuan fled slower and followed closely behind Ancestor Yuntian.

At this time, a well-preserved mountain appeared in front of them, about three hundred feet high. The mountain was full of ruins, but there were more than a dozen buildings that were mostly intact, seemingly unaffected by the war that year. (End of this chapter)