Nine Transformations of the True Spirit.

In the Ancestral Hall, Xie Chaohong sat cross-legged on a cushion with a sword case placed across his knees and his eyes slightly closed.

Behind him is a jade statue of Zi Yang Zhenren, the founder of Zi Yang Sect. He has a dignified face and a long beard hanging down to his chest. The hard thousand-year-old jade has been carved into a Taoist robe that is so lifelike that it has fluttering sleeves and subtle folds that are clearly visible.

There was no one around Xie Chaohong. Not long after Dai Qing left, Qin Xuan and Li Haoyang also left one after another, leaving him alone in the Patriarch's Hall.

The two did not return to the cave. According to Xie Chaohong's arrangement, Qin Xuan went to the treasure pavilion to take out the resources for cultivation.

Li Haoyang quietly gathered the elite disciples in the sect, ready to evacuate along the secret passage through the mountain gate at any time.

Xie Chaohong did not think that the mountain gate would be breached, but facing a Nascent Soul cultivator, he was still not careless. He could not take the survival of the sect as a joke and had to be fully prepared.

No matter how sharp the Zixu Sword is, it has not been out of its sheath for thousands of years. Half of Xie Chaohong's confidence in front of Chen Yuan is fake.

He hoped that the Zi Yang Sect's protective formation could stop Chen Yuan so that he wouldn't have to use the Zi Xu Sword and could preserve the sect's inheritance, but he was also prepared for the possibility of failure.

Suddenly, Xie Chaohong opened his eyes and looked towards the entrance of the hall.

While he was meditating, his spiritual awareness spread out, covering the entire Zi Yang Peak.

Just now, a beam of light flew over from a distance and entered the coverage of Xie Chaohong's consciousness. Through the light, Dai Qing's figure could be seen. His expression was solemn and he was escaping at an extremely fast speed.

Xie Chaohong's eyes were solemn. Dai Qing had asked to inspect the mountain gate and came to visit suddenly. Could something have happened?
But he did not stand up and continued to sit on the mat.

At this critical moment, we need to remain calm and not show any panic.

Soon, hurried footsteps were heard and Dai Qing walked into the hall in a hurry.

Xie Chaohong's heart trembled, but he smiled slightly: "What's the matter, Junior Brother Dai?"

Dai Qing stopped in front of Xie Chaohong, clasped his fists and bowed, and said hurriedly: "Xie Senior Brother, when I was patrolling the mountain gate, I happened to meet a foundation-building disciple of Senior Brother Han."

"He reported to me that Senior Brother Han and Senior Brother Xiao were discussing in the cave residence and wanted to escape from the sect at night to avoid the fight with Lingyun Sect."

Xie Chaohong narrowed his eyes: "Where are they now?"

Dai Qing said: "They should still be in the cave. That nephew also happened to hear about this matter and rushed to the ancestral hall to report to my brother."

"I think the matter has not been concluded yet and should not be made public. Let him stay outside Senior Brother Han's cave to monitor and not alert others. How to deal with this matter, please give me some advice, Senior Brother Xie."

Xie Chaohong stood up, holding the sword case in his hand, and strode out of the hall: "Well done, this matter should not be publicized to avoid unrest."

"Follow me to Junior Brother Han's cave. If they really want to do this, put them under house arrest in the cave first, and deal with them after the battle is over."

Today, when Chen Yuan revealed the deaths of Du Qing and Du Kun, he knew that the cultivators in the sect would be in turmoil, but he did not expect that two Jindan cultivators would be afraid.

There is only one Jindan cultivator with the surnames Han and Xiao in Zi Yang Sect, and both of them are in the early stage of Jindan.

They cannot play a big role in this battle, but they must not be allowed to leave the mountain gate. Whether they escape safely or die at the hands of the Lingyun sect monks, it will undermine the morale of the monks in the sect.

This matter must not be tolerated. Xie Chaohong's face was cold and there was a hint of chill in his eyes.

He and Dai Qing walked out of the Patriarch's Hall, rode on their flying lights, and flew towards Senior Brother Han's cave.

Xie Chaohong had just left Zi Yang Peak when he suddenly discovered that there was a cultivator blocking the way ahead.

The thick night could not block the sight of the monks, especially a monk in the late Jindan stage. But this person was dressed in black, like a dark cloud, completely blending into the night.

Xie Chaohong's spiritual sense did not detect any trace of this person. Just when he saw this cultivator, a pair of broad wings suddenly spread out from behind this person. The jet-black feathers were darker than the night and overlapped closely.

The figure of the cultivator suddenly disappeared from the spot, and the next moment, he appeared in front of Xie Chaohong. An equally dark palm had already inserted into Xie Chaohong's dantian and grasped his golden elixir.

Xie Chaohong finally saw the man's face clearly, a familiar face.

But he could no longer speak, and his gaze quickly became unfocused until it solidified into unwillingness.

Chen Yuan retracted his right hand and gently crushed Xie Chaohong's golden elixir into pieces. It turned into golden light and disappeared into the night, like scattered fireflies.

When he grabbed Xie Chaohong's golden elixir, he had quietly injected a trace of true energy into it, crushing his soul.

The late Jindan cultivator who was in charge of Ziyang Sect died silently outside the Patriarch's Hall.

His body fell down. Chen Yuan stretched out his left hand and grabbed one of his arms. His other hand held the sword case. The black blade covering his arm had been retracted, and the black wings behind him had also folded up.

The Void Escape Robe was intact, and the pair of wings were not an illusion, they were attached to Chen Yuan's back. However, the power of space contained in Kunpeng's true blood allowed it to appear in the world without destroying the Void Escape Robe.

Dai Qing watched all this and stood there with a dazed look in his eyes.

He had lived two lifetimes and had seen a lot. He had also met more than one Nascent Soul cultivator. There were not many things that could shock him so much.

But now he was very doubtful about everything he had just seen. Chen Yuan actually performed the teleportation technique, which only great monks could master.

Dai Qing finally understood how Chen Yuan sneaked in, no, entered the mountain gate of Zi Yang Sect.

The Zi Yang Sect's protective formation is excellent. It has been continuously reinforced by more than thirty sect leaders over tens of thousands of years and is strong enough to withstand the siege of at least five or six Nascent Soul cultivators.

But Zi Yang Sect is only a medium-sized sect after all, and Qi State has never had a great cultivator. The sect protection formation is completely unable to restrict the art of teleportation.

Chen Yuan can come and go freely. As long as he wants, he can enter the gate of Zi Yang Sect in broad daylight and start killing people.

Under Dai Qing's gaze, Chen Yuan put the Zixu Sword into his internal space, took off the mustard ring on Xie Chaohong's wrist, and put the body away.

He turned around and asked calmly, "Where is the person in charge of the sect protection formation?"

Dai Qing came back to his senses, lowered his head slightly, avoided Chen Yuan's gaze, and whispered: "The array of the sect's protective array is controlled by three array masters of our sect. Senior, please follow me."

His voice became much more respectful without him noticing.

"Lead the way."

Dai Qing did not dare to delay. He identified the direction, turned his body, and flew towards a mountain.

Chen Yuan followed behind him, and a light flashed on his body, and the black robes turned snow-white again.

He still prefers to wear white shirts.

In order to ensure that the ambush and killing of Xie Chaohong would be foolproof, he restrained his breath, changed his clothes, and succeeded in one move, leaving Xie Chaohong no chance to use the Zixu Sword.

But the other Ziyang Sect monks were not worthy of his fear. (End of this chapter)