Nine Transformations of the True Spirit.

Chen Yuan suddenly realized that it was no wonder that the ten thousand foot deep sea abyss was only useful to the Kun fish clan. Even every Kun fish had to come here to temper their bodies before going through the thunder tribulation of transformation.

In addition to strengthening the body, this mysterious light black spiritual energy is also slowly purifying the Kunpeng true blood in Chen Yuan's body.

In the Dantian, the phantom of Kunpeng let out a long cry, ethereal and distant, and flapped its wings, floating and swimming in the sea of ​​true essence. Its body slowly grew larger and became more solid.

Although the purification speed of Kunpeng's true blood was extremely slow and almost unnoticeable, it still surprised Chen Yuan greatly.

This is the blood of the true spirit. Although it is only the blood of the true spirit of a seventh-level Kun fish, it is purer than the blood of the Kun fish demon king. Even the divine Kun fish may not be able to compare with it.

No one knows where this light black spiritual energy came from, but it can actually purify the blood of the true spirit.

Chen Yuan carefully examined the wisps of light black spiritual energy that flowed into his body, but found nothing, just like when he had examined the skin of the divine Kun fish before.

He continued to dive deeper. Every time he went deeper into the abyss, the squeezing force would increase, continuously tempering Chen Yuan's body and extremely slowly purifying Kunpeng's true blood.

When Chen Yuan dived to a depth of five thousand feet, he reached his limit of endurance.

He had to stimulate Zhu Yan's true blood and strengthen his body again so that he could hold on and continue diving.

At this point, the effect of the squeezing force on Chen Yuan's body was no less than taking three or four body-tempering elixirs. Kunpeng's true blood became purer, and his control over the power of space became stronger.

He could clearly sense the surging spatial fluctuations below, like waves that never stop rising, yet somewhat chaotic. Sometimes there were huge waves with a hint of violence, and sometimes there was calm with undercurrents surging.

The water in the abyss became even deeper, and the dark gray water became heavy and stagnant. Every time Chen Yuan dived, he consumed more true energy and strength than before.

Chen Yuan became even more curious about what was hidden beneath the abyss.

He knew that the demon king of the Kunyu clan must have explored the abyss many times.

But Chen Yuan refined the true blood of Kunpeng, and his bloodline was purer than those of the demon kings.

Perhaps he could uncover secrets that even the Kun fish clan was unknown.

Chen Yuan felt a surge of excitement in his heart when he thought about the secret under the abyss that could not only temper the body but also purify Kunpeng's true blood.

The skin of the divine Kun fish is the most valuable treasure on his body except for the jade pendant. The things under the sea abyss may be even more precious.

Chen Yuan dived slowly but firmly, using the squeezing force in the abyss to temper his body and purify his blood. He did not stop until he reached six thousand feet.

His ability to endure finally reached its limit. After stimulating the two kinds of true blood, his body was comparable to that of a ninth-level demon king, which few people in the world could match. However, he could not go any deeper by another ten feet.

Like three thousand feet, there seems to be an invisible boundary at six thousand feet.

Six thousand feet above, the sea water was dark gray, heavy and stagnant.

Six thousand feet below, the sea water was faintly purple and became lighter.

Chen Yuan took a deep breath, carefully stretched out his right hand, and crossed the invisible boundary of six thousand feet.

His palms stirred the calm sea water, and huge squeezing force came from all directions, almost crushing his palms.

Chen Yuan's expression changed, and his right hand was immediately covered with a layer of dark light. Under the sharp black blade, even the strange sea water was cut apart, and the squeezing force was slightly reduced.

Chen Yuan immediately withdrew his right hand, and the squeezing force suddenly decreased.

He breathed a sigh of relief and dared not take the risk again.

Below six thousand feet is a restricted area for him.

His spiritual consciousness was also compressed to one hundred feet, but it still did not reach the bottom of the ten thousand feet abyss. All he could see was the dark gray sea water with a hint of purple, mysterious and unpredictable.

It seems that this abyss is really ten thousand feet deep.

His physical body was comparable to that of a ninth-level demon king, and with the help of his true essence, he could only dive to a depth of six thousand feet.

Could the person who could dive to the bottom of the abyss be a great cultivator, a tenth-level demon king, or the legendary incarnation cultivator?

Many speculations emerged in Chen Yuan's mind, and he became even more curious about the secrets hidden at the bottom of the abyss.

Chen Yuan stared at the still bottomless abyss below and continued to circulate his true energy to fight against the ubiquitous squeezing force. He felt his body slowly getting stronger and Kunpeng's true blood became purer drop by drop.

After forming the infant, Chen Yuan's true essence became several times stronger and purer than before.

Under the enormous squeezing force, he persisted for three days and three nights, consuming 50% of his true energy, which was mainly used to stimulate the two kinds of true spirit blood.

Over the past three days, his physical body has been continuously strengthened, and Kunpeng's true blood has been continuously purified.

At the end of the first day, the squeezing force on the tempering of the flesh and blood reached its peak, and then it continued to decline, until now, it has no effect at all.

After three days of tempering, Chen Yuan felt like he had taken a bottle of elixir made from thousand-year-old spiritual herbs. His body was greatly strengthened, and he was only one step away from breaking through the bottleneck of the ninth-level demon king.

After leaving the abyss, he only needs to experience a few more years of starlight infusing his body to make a complete breakthrough, and the bottleneck of the middle stage of the Nascent Soul will no longer exist.

Kunpeng's true blood also became a bit purer, but it was not an essential breakthrough. The power of the teleportation technique, the black blade technique, and the devouring technique did not improve much.

The phantom of Kunpeng in the Dantian only grew a few feet larger, which seemed insignificant compared to its huge body of two hundred feet.

But Chen Yuan is more intimate with the void, has a stronger grasp of the power of space, and his perception of space fluctuations is becoming clearer.

In his perception, the spatial fluctuations coming from the depths of the sea were more chaotic and violent than before.

Chen Yuan looked at the deep sea below, hesitated for a moment, then turned around and swam upwards.

He originally wanted to take out the skin of the divine Kun fish to see if he could attract the mysterious and unusual light black spiritual energy in the abyss.

However, the chaotic and turbulent spatial fluctuations made him feel uneasy and he did not dare to try it rashly.

No one knows what secrets are hidden in the depths of the sea.

It is better to wait until your strength improves a little bit, dive to the bottom of the abyss, and then make any plans.

Chen Yuan felt relieved and swam upstream. This time when he entered the abyss, he had gained a lot. His physical body was greatly strengthened and Kunpeng's true blood was purer.

As you dive deeper into the sea, the light black spiritual energy becomes richer, and the stronger the effect on your body and blood becomes.

The abyss of the sea is a treasure trove to him.

After his physical body and cultivation level are improved, he will visit here again.

If he could dive to the bottom of the ocean, his body might be strengthened to an incredible level.

The speed of swimming upstream was much faster than that of diving downstream. In less than a moment, Chen Yuan arrived at a distance of three thousand feet, and the squeezing force became negligible.

There was no need to stimulate two kinds of true blood at the same time here. He folded his wings behind him, and his white hair turned back to black, and the consumption of true energy was reduced a lot.

But at this moment, the space fluctuations coming from the depths of the sea suddenly became extremely violent, like a volcano that suddenly erupted, spewing out rolling magma!

Chen Yuan's face changed, and he immediately activated the two kinds of true spiritual essence and blood, frantically urging his true energy to swim upwards.

When the broad black wings were spread out, the spatial fluctuations became clearer.

The spatial force surging from behind was extremely violent. White spatial cracks suddenly appeared and disappeared, quickly spreading up from the depths of the sea.

The stagnant sea water was swallowed up and stirred, and turbulence occurred. Chen Yuan was like a small boat in a storm, which could capsize at any time.

Soon, the space cracks connected into one, swallowing up everything silently, and even formed a white storm that swept over.

This is a space storm that can swallow everything!

Chen Yuan was horrified and frantically mobilized his true energy, flapping his wings and swimming upwards desperately.

The robe of escape shone brightly, and the rich force of space wrapped around Chen Yuan, making his speed even faster.

Chen Yuan didn't dare to use the teleportation technique. The space storm had already formed. If he used the teleportation technique at this time, he would be immediately sucked into it and his body would be gone.

With the help of the Void Escape Robe, his speed was incredibly fast, enough to shock the great monks.

But a huge tearing force came from behind him, and the spatial turbulence had filled the entire abyss.

Chen Yuan tried his best, but he was still getting slower and slower, almost stopping.

He was madly urging his true energy, and his Void Escape Robe had been stimulated to the extreme. A layer of milky white light enveloped him, resisting the violent force of space.

Chen Yuan swam upstream little by little and finally saw the exit of the abyss.

In his dantian, the sea of ​​true energy was decreasing at an alarming rate, but Chen Yuan no longer cared about the consumption of true energy. He just wanted to escape from the space storm.

But just as Chen Yuan was about to leave the abyss, the spatial fluctuations suddenly became more violent.

The space storm suddenly swelled, and a huge tearing force came from behind Chen Yuan, pulling him in!
Chen Yuan only felt a blackness in front of his eyes, and then a whiteness. Everywhere he looked, there was a vast expanse of white, and he could not see anything.

A huge tearing force enveloped him, as if he would be torn to pieces in the next moment.

The milky white light shield quickly dimmed, and Chen Yuan could only continuously inject true energy into the Void Escape Robe to barely maintain the light shield.

He was trapped in space turbulence, a more terrifying and dangerous place than space cracks. The violent and chaotic force of space devoured and shattered everything.

In less than ten breaths, Chen Yuan's true energy was completely exhausted.

No matter how pure and strong his true essence was, he was only a cultivator in the early Nascent Soul stage, and he had consumed 50% of his true essence in the sea abyss. It was extremely rare that he could last for ten breaths in the space storm.

Only a thin layer of milky white light shield remained and was about to go out. As long as this layer of barrier was lost, Chen Yuan would be torn to pieces by the turbulence of space.

Death was before his eyes, and Chen Yuan's mind raced as he thought about how to save his life.

Suddenly, he remembered something and without caring about anything else, he immediately took it out from the space inside his body.

This is a roll of pitch-black animal hide with rough edges, looking ordinary.

Chen Yuan shook his wrist, spread out the animal skin, wrapped himself in it, then bit his tongue and spurted out a drop of blood that fell onto the skin.

The rough surface of the animal skin quickly faded, becoming smooth and lustrous, covered with a layer of deep purple light, emitting waves of mysterious space fluctuations.

Within three inches of the animal skin, space cracks appeared and disappeared, but under the tearing of the powerful space turbulence, these space cracks were immediately torn apart. The next moment, the space turbulence swept across the surface of the animal skin under Chen Yuan's nervous eyes, and then dissipated into nothingness.

Chen Yuan breathed a sigh of relief, but before he could catch his breath, an extremely powerful spatial turbulence swept past and wrapped Chen Yuan in it.

An extremely violent tearing force came upon his body, and a pain that was sharp enough to tear apart his soul came over him. Chen Yuan's eyes went dark and he fainted.

At the same time, a space storm broke out of the abyss and instantly affected an area of ​​hundreds of miles.

But the strange thing is that no living creature was involved.

On the deserted island next to the abyss, green trees are growing and seabirds are still flying in the sky.

The low-level monsters in the sea went about their own business, and they didn't even notice the coming of the space storm.

After a few breaths, the space storm slowly subsided and the abyss returned to calm.

The heavy, stagnant gray sea water flowed slowly, but Chen Yuan's figure had disappeared without a trace.

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At the foot of a mountain range, two armies were fighting fiercely, with smoke and dust billowing, war drums rumbling, and the sound of killing shaking the sky.

Tens of thousands of people were entangled together, people were dying every moment, screams and wails were heard one after another, blood dyed the ground red, and broken arms and limbs were everywhere.

One of the armies was very small, with only more than a thousand people, but everyone was wearing leather armor and holding sophisticated spears and swords. They gathered around a large flag with the word "Li" on it, formed a formation, and guarded the front of the mountain road, refusing to retreat.

The other army had tens of thousands of people, but was blocked outside the mountain road. Only a thousand or so men were wearing armor, and the weapons in their hands were of mixed shapes.

The others were all dressed in rags, most of them were holding bamboo forks and hoes, and they were thin. They didn't look like soldiers at all, but rather like disaster victims.

This chaotic army, gathered under the banner of "Zhang Tianwang", rushed desperately towards the large formation of more than a thousand leather-armored soldiers on the opposite side, just like a wave hitting a hard reef, which could only be smashed to pieces.

Under the banner of "King Zhang", a large man in iron armor rode on a tall horse. He looked at his army's failure in charging the battle line with a gloomy expression on his face.

Gradually, the morale of the army became lower and lower, and the momentum of the charge weakened.

The big man sighed, turned around and ordered a strong soldier beside him: "Pass the order, sound the horn to retreat!"

"Yes, Your Majesty!" The elite soldier clasped his fists and bowed, then immediately turned around and left.

Soon, a clear gong sounded, and the army of Zhang Tianwang retreated, and more than a thousand armored soldiers also retreated into a large camp in front of the mountain road.

Only a few dozen people were left on both sides, with white scarves tied around their arms, collecting corpses and weapons from the battlefield.

After a while, thousands of ragged and skinny men, divided into hundreds of teams, walked out of Zhang Tianwang's camp with bamboo forks and wooden spears in their hands and headed towards the mountains.

There were eight people in one team. A short and thin man touched his stomach and complained, "Brother, we haven't had a full meal for three days, and we still have to fight with the soldiers. If this continues, who can bear it?"

This sentence immediately resonated with everyone, and everyone started complaining.

"That's right, big brother. The king is so partial to the Yongzi Camp, letting them eat delicious food and drink spicy drinks while we have to drink water every day. Why is that right?"

"They say the Heavenly King is benevolent and righteous, so we came to him for help, but we only had a few full meals. We might as well continue to work with King Zhu Chuang!"

The black-faced man in the lead had a gloomy face and shouted in a low voice: "Shut up! Don't you want to live? If the Heavenly King's guards hear you disrespecting the Heavenly King, all of you brothers will die!"

As soon as he spoke, no one dared to say anything, but they still kept mumbling in low voices.

The short and thin man chuckled and said, "Brother, don't be angry. We are so far away from the camp and there is no one around us. What is there to be afraid of? Brothers can't even get enough food, and we can't say a few words?"

The black-faced man glanced at the other team of people ten feet away and scolded in a low voice: "Wang Mazi's gang just said bad things about the king in private. They were reported and became fill-in today. None of them came back. Don't say such things in the future!"

The short and thin man said angrily, "I know, big brother, I am just complaining. We are blocked by the soldiers and cannot get through. There are also pursuers behind us. What shall we do when the food is gone?"

The dark-faced man sighed, "Li Jizong is good at fighting. He has more than a thousand soldiers under his command, which is equivalent to tens of thousands of us. This battle is worth fighting."

Another person whispered, "Brother, let's run. I think Zhang Tianwang and Zhu Chuangwang will not last long!"

The dark-faced man shook his head: "Run? Where to run? Hezhou has been robbed everywhere, and there is no food left. There is no other way to go except to fight!"

As they were talking, several people climbed up a mountain.

The mountain was not high, only a few dozen feet high, and it was completely bare without a single tree. All the weeds had been pulled out.

Everyone opened their eyes wide, looking for anything edible, but found nothing.

They could only climb over the hill and head towards another mountain.

The officers and soldiers ignored their actions, but set up a sentry post on the mountain and watched everything coldly.

After climbing over two bare low hills, they finally saw some sparse woods and found some dry wild fruits and some sickly wild vegetables.

The short and thin man took a green wild fruit and took a big bite. His face wrinkled from the sourness, but he was reluctant to spit it out. He chewed it hard twice before swallowing it with great effort.

He said angrily: "It's been flooded for two months, and then dry for half a year. This damn God, is he going to let us live?"

The black-faced man sighed, "Be content. We can still find some fruits and vegetables to eat. I heard that the people of Si in the north are even worse off than our Wei. They have already started cannibalism."

When they heard the word "eat people", everyone shuddered with fear.

Their hometowns were severely affected by disasters, and the court imposed heavy taxes and levies. They could not survive, so they rose up in rebellion. They had killed many people, but they had never eaten anyone.

A young man said: "I heard that Carpenter Qin's gang had eaten people. I saw that their eyes were red and they killed people without blinking. They were highly appreciated by the Heavenly King and are about to enter the Brave Camp..."

The dark-faced man glared at the young man and said, "You want to eat people too? You want to join the Yongzi Camp, too? The Yongzi Camp has good food, but they are also the ones who die the fastest in battle. Do you really want to be loyal to the king?"

The young man shrank his head: "I don't want to risk my life for the king..."

The black-faced man bent down and pulled up a wild vegetable, saying, "Remember, don't be the first to stand out. Don't think that you can enter the Yongzi Camp and eat delicious food and drink spicy drinks just by killing a few people."

"The soldiers are all wearing armor and forming a battle array. If we charge in, we will be dead."

"You won't die if you drink something thin every day. Just get through this period first... Goudan, stop eating!"

"First, keep enough for the Heavenly King, otherwise the Heavenly King's guards will chop off our heads!"

The short and thin man secretly glanced at the towering mountains in the distance, his eyes full of envy: "The mountains are so green, I'm sure I can catch rabbits and wild boars there, they're all meat..."

The young man sneered, "Then go ahead and let the monster eat you first!"

The short and thin man sighed and continued to look for wild fruits and weeds.

Everyone knows that there are man-eating monsters in the mountains, and no one who runs in has ever come out alive.

The crowd slowly dispersed, in groups of two, to look for wild vegetables and fruits and put them into the cloth bags in their hands.

The sky gradually darkened and the sun set in the west. The group climbed over several low hills. The wild vegetables and fruits gradually filled their cloth bags. Some people even caught two skinny rabbits. Everyone had a smile on their face.

Suddenly, the short and thin man stopped, rubbed his eyes, and hesitantly pointed to a tree in the distance: "Brother, there seems to be a person lying there."

"People?" The black-faced man came closer and looked forward in the direction of his finger.

He had good eyesight and could see at a glance that there was a person lying under the tree. He was dressed in black, but he could not be seen clearly in the dim light.

"What a person! Let's go and take a look!" The black-faced man walked over and everyone followed him curiously.

A few people walked under the tree and finally saw clearly that it was a young man. His face was a little pale and his expression was painful. He was wearing a clean black suit and a rough animal skin covering his body.

The short and thin man opened his eyes wide: "Hey, this, this... How come this person is so clean? There's not a speck of dust on his clothes!"

Everyone was stunned. The young man was lying on the ground, but his body was spotless and looked extremely strange.

The dark-faced man leaned over and reached out his hand to feel the tip of the young man's nose. "He's still breathing. He doesn't look like he fainted from hunger. His complexion doesn't look right. He must be sick."

The young man suddenly opened his eyes wide: "Could it be that he has contracted an epidemic?"

When everyone heard this, they all took a few steps back in fear.

In a year of great disaster, there will be a great epidemic.

They had all seen how miserable people infected with the disease were and were terrified of it.

The dark-faced man smiled and pointed at the young man: "What are you afraid of? Look at his face and hands. There is so much flesh. If he really got the disease, he would have become skin and bones, just like a dead person."

"I guess this person just caught a cold. It's nothing serious."

The others were still a little scared, but the short and thin man breathed a sigh of relief: "Brother has studied and can treat illnesses. He said that this person is not infected with the disease, so he must be fine."

Everyone then gathered together. The black-faced man was the most knowledgeable one among the eight people. He led them to survive the disaster. Several people were very convinced of him.

The black-faced man shook the young man's shoulder: "Brother, wake up, wake up..."

He shouted several times, but the young man didn't respond at all.

The short and thin man suddenly showed excitement: "Brother, I'll do it!"

He pushed the others aside, leaned down, spat on his hands twice, wiped them hard, raised his palm, and was about to hit.

The black-faced man took one look and hurriedly grabbed his hand: "Second brother, what do you want to do?"

The short and thin man chuckled and said, "Brother, this guy looks like a rich young man. I'll give him a slap and satisfy myself. When he wakes up, he will thank me!"

The others also got excited and came forward one after another: "I'll do it, I'll do it. I've been bullied by those landlords all my life. I want to have some fun too!"

The black-faced man's face sank: "Stop it..."

Before he could finish his words, a strong wind blew up, and everyone was thrown backwards, hit the tree, spurted blood from their mouths, and slid down.

The young man lying on the ground opened his eyes, stood up, and scanned everyone with his eyes. He frowned and said, "Mortals?" (End of this chapter)