Nine Transformations of the True Spirit.

An isolated deserted island floats on the sea, with howling winds and surging waves. The gray-blue sea reflects the dazzling sunlight, as if covered with layers of dense golden scales, leaping and flashing, changing constantly. Waves rush towards the deserted island, crashing into the reefs and cliffs, smashing it into pieces, with jade beads splashing everywhere.

A few miles east of the deserted island, dozens of feet below the sea surface, it was pitch black. There was a crack about a thousand feet long and dozens of feet wide, winding and twisting, like an ugly scar, abruptly lying across the seabed.

The seawater in the crack is different in color from the seawater outside the crack, with a very light gray glow. Ordinary people would definitely not be able to see it, but it could not be hidden from Chen Yuan's spiritual sense.

Not only that, the inside and outside of the crack seemed to be two different worlds. The sea water outside was rushing and surging, while the sea water in the crack was stagnant and motionless, lying there quietly, as if dead.

This crack was a thousand-foot-deep sea abyss. Chen Yuan dived into the sea, came to the top of the crack, spread out his spiritual sense, and scanned the abyss inch by inch.

The water in the abyss of ten thousand feet is extremely unique. His spiritual sense can only penetrate a thousand feet and cannot go deeper.

He stopped above the abyss and waited for a while. He couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when no transformed demon king suddenly came and killed him in one blow.

He bet right. Xue Yuanlong's news was true. There was indeed no transformed demon king stationed near the abyss.

Xue Yuanlong recognized his mask from the Fanyang auction before, so he took advantage of the situation and disguised himself as a cultivator from Renzhou. He also deliberately exposed his ambiguous relationship with the Haoran Sect, just to make him fearful and not dare to deceive him with false information.

It now appears that this approach has worked.

Chen Yuan suppressed his fluctuating thoughts, moved his body, and fell into the abyss. The stagnant sea water was stirred, causing faint ripples.

Chen Yuan continued to fall, and soon he was a hundred feet deep in the sea abyss. At the same time, he did not forget to spread his spiritual sense and explore the surroundings.

As he sank deeper, Chen Yuan began to feel a slight squeezing force, and the range of his spiritual awareness gradually narrowed, from a thousand feet to nine hundred and ninety feet, then to nine hundred and eighty feet, nine hundred and seventy feet, nine hundred and sixty feet...

When Chen Yuan went a thousand feet deep into the sea, the gray light in the surrounding sea water had become quite obvious, squeezing him all the time, but he could still bear it easily.

His spiritual sense could only detect an area of ​​500 feet in radius, which was reduced by half.

Chen Yuan continued to dive deeper, and the squeezing force became stronger and stronger. When he was two thousand feet deep in the sea abyss, it was already extremely strenuous. He needed to use all his true energy to resist, and the range of his spiritual awareness was also compressed to two hundred feet.

The sea water here is a mixture of black and gray. Unlike the sea water at the entrance of the abyss, it is not stagnant, but flows slowly.

Chen Yuan was secretly shocked and continued to dive down, but at a much slower speed than before, carefully resisting the huge squeezing force.

When he reached more than 2,500 feet, Chen Yuan reached his limit.

The huge squeezing force almost crushed him, and the sea water turned light gray. He could not go deeper than ten feet, otherwise he would explode and die immediately.

Chen Yuan displayed his nameless magical power, his body grew to about ten feet tall, his body surface glowed silver-white, and the pressure around him suddenly dropped.

He continued to go deeper, moving slowly, until he reached the limit again at 2,700 feet. The range of his spiritual awareness was compressed to only 100 feet.

Chen Yuan did not hesitate and activated Zhu Yan's true blood. His black hair turned snow-white, his body was greatly strengthened, and the squeezing force was reduced a lot again.

He dived down carefully, always paying attention to the consumption of his true energy. After two thousand eight hundred feet, two thousand nine hundred feet, and finally three thousand feet, Chen Yuan stopped.

He seemed to be carrying a mountain on his back. All the tendons, bones and meridians in his body were under tremendous pressure and trembled constantly. His true energy was consumed very quickly. In just a few breaths, he had used up 10% of it.

The sea water here has completely turned gray. There seems to be an invisible boundary three thousand feet below. Chen Yuan has a premonition that as long as he takes a step over it, he will explode and die without a complete body.

The range of his spiritual awareness was compressed to seventy feet. Probing downwards, he saw the grey sea water flowing slowly, silently, bottomless and unfathomable.

Chen Yuan didn't dare to stay too long. He turned around and swam upwards. Soon he was back above two thousand feet. His body returned to its original shape and his white hair turned back to black.

Soon, he left the abyss and returned to the seabed dozens of feet deep.

In just a quarter of an hour's journey in the sea abyss, 70% of the true energy in his body was consumed, and 60% of it was consumed below 2,500 feet.

Chen Yuan closed his eyes slightly and looked inward at his body. His consciousness swept through the tendons, bones and meridians in his body inch by inch. Compared with before he entered the abyss, there was no change.

Chen Yuan checked carefully again, slowly opened his eyes, frowned slightly, and looked puzzled.

Xue Yuanlong said that this ten thousand feet deep sea abyss could temper the body, but he tried every means he could and went three thousand feet deep, but there was no change in his body.

Could it be that because he is not from the Kunyu clan, the squeezing force of the abyss has no effect on him?
Chen Yuan thought about it for a while, but still couldn't figure it out, so he could only suppress his doubts.

He flew out of the sea, landed on a deserted island, came to a cave, and sat cross-legged.

He took off his mask, put it into the mustard seed ring, slowly closed his eyes, spread out his spiritual sense, took all the movements within forty miles around him under his control, and waited quietly.

He did not hide anything and just spread his spiritual sense openly.

This thousand-foot-deep sea abyss is only useful to the Kunyu clan, and among the Kunyu clan, the only seventh-level Kunyu who is close to transcending the tribulation is Kun Feng.

Other level seven Kun fish will not come here, and if the Kun fish demon king comes, even if Chen Yuan restrains his spiritual consciousness, he will not be able to escape death.

He simply spread out his spiritual sense and was on guard at all times, so that he could seize the initiative when Kun Feng arrived. Chen Yuan's mind was clear, like a stone statue, motionless, quietly waiting for Kun Feng's arrival.

Spring goes and winter comes, cold and heat change, and in the blink of an eye, a year has passed.

Chen Yuan slowly opened his eyes, and his calm state of mind began to waver slightly.

Could it be that Kun Feng had already come to the Ten Thousand Bottom Abyss when he crossed the Sea of ​​Ten Thousand Monsters?
Or is he really afraid of being hunted by the Jiaolong clan and is planning to hide in Beiming Island until he survives the thunder tribulation of transformation?
Chen Yuan's mood was fluctuating, and Kun Feng's figure appeared in his mind. He recalled it in a cursory manner, and saw the mysterious teleportation technique, the innate magical power similar to the space crack... and finally stopped at the scene where he stood straight with a defiant look, following the four demon kings and walking towards the Tongtian Palace.

Chen Yuan slowly regained his composure, as calm as an ancient well, and slowly closed his eyes.

Kunfeng will definitely come.

……

The Sea of ​​Ten Thousand Monsters, Beiming Island.

This is a large island with a radius of nearly two hundred miles, and it is also the only large island in the Sea of ​​Ten Thousand Monsters.

According to legend, this is the ancestral land of the Kun fish clan. The island is covered with lush green pines and cypresses, steep mountains, waterfalls and flowing springs. It does not look like a place where monsters live, but rather like a paradise on earth.

To the northwest of Beiming Island is a mountain range that stretches for over a hundred miles. There is a large courtyard built there, nestled against the mountain and beside the water, with varying heights and an ancient and majestic atmosphere.

In a four-courtyard courtyard on the top of a mountain, Kun Feng sat in a pavilion in the backyard, holding a several-foot-long dragon's front leg in his hand. He took a big bite out of it, chewed it a few times, and swallowed it into his stomach. There was blood dripping from the corners of his mouth and his face was very gloomy.

This pavilion is very large, twice as large as the pavilions where humans live. The tall Kun Feng does not seem cramped at all when sitting in the pavilion.

Soon, he had eaten up one of the dragon's front legs, and then a dragon's hind leg appeared out of thin air in his hand and he continued to eat.

At this time, Kun Tong walked out from a door with hanging flowers and walked towards the pavilion.

Kun Feng put the dragon's front leg into the mustard ring, raised his hand and wiped it, and the blood on his mouth disappeared, and he stood up to greet him: "Father."

Kun Tong came and sat down in front of Kun Feng, and said, "The people of the Red Dragon lineage have been wandering outside Beiming Island. You can't leave the island for the time being."

Kun Feng's face became even gloomier, but he said nothing.

Kun Tong added: "But the clan has already agreed that in two years, your father and the two elders Kun Lang and Kun Song will send you to the Ten Thousand Feet Abyss."

Kun Feng's eyes flashed, and he said in a deep voice: "Thank you, father!"

Kun Tong's expression became serious: "You also know the danger of the Ten Thousand Feet Abyss. Your father and the two elders will not approach it easily, and the same goes for Ao Fang."

"The Red Dragon lineage is most likely to intercept us halfway. The two elders and I will stop the demon king of the Red Dragon lineage, but those level seven Red Dragons and Fire Phoenixes will be left to you."

Kun Feng said: "I understand, my child!"

Kun Tong nodded slightly: "After you come back from the Ten Thousand Feet Abyss, and you survive the transformation thunder tribulation, the Red Flood Dragon Clan can no longer openly embarrass you, otherwise they will be enemies with my Kunyu Clan. However, the suppression of you by the Flood Dragon Clan has just begun, so you must be prepared."

Kun Feng smiled coldly, his eyes revealing arrogance: "After I pass the calamity, I will personally take Ao Fang's head and avenge my father!"

……

The sun rises and the moon sets, the stars move, the waves crash against the shore, the waves appear and disappear, and another two years have passed.

Chen Yuan sat in the cave without opening his eyes for two years.

He was spotless, but moss grew all around him.

The sun was high in the sky, the sky was clear and blue, and the waves were rising slowly on the blue sea. The tide surged to the shore and then receded.

A swimming crab crawled slowly across the beach, and seagulls circled lightly in the sky with the help of the wind, making a few lazy long calls.

Suddenly, a black light came from the horizon at an extremely fast speed and soon flew close, only thirty miles away from the deserted island.

In the cave, Chen Yuan, who had been sitting there, suddenly opened his eyes. A murderous look flashed in his eyes. It was as if a ray of white light lit up, instantly illuminating the entire dark cave.

He stood up and took a step, crossing a distance of several feet, rushed out of the cave, and soared into the sky with a flash of light.

The black escape light stopped, revealing Kun Feng's figure with a pair of black wings behind him. He looked at Chen Yuan who suddenly appeared with a look of surprise on his face.

"Kun Feng, I've been waiting for you for a long time!" Chen Yuan shouted, his body suddenly grew to about ten feet tall, his black hair turned snow-white, and Zhuyan True Fire rose from his hands as he rushed towards Kun Feng.

At the same time, he raised his hand and grabbed, and Fu Hai Ge appeared out of thin air in front of him, swelled up against the wind, and chopped down heavily. A three-meter-long blue blade of light shot out and went straight to Kun Feng! (End of this chapter)