Nine Transformations of the True Spirit.

Yang Liqian looked at the big man with a surprised look on his face.

He has been in Yuqing Sea for several years. Although he has not found any trace of Chen Yuan and Qingliu Jushi, he has a deep understanding of the Yuqing Sea's immortal world.

Ao Fang is a ninth-level demon king of the Red Dragon clan. He has astonishing strength and holds the souls of more than one Nascent Soul cultivator in his hands. He is extremely ferocious and famous throughout the Yuqing Sea.

Although Yang Liqian looked down on the demon clan, the Jiaolong clan had a strong bloodline and was a well-known branch of the true dragon. Ao Fang was a ninth-level demon king and was far more powerful than him, so he couldn't help but restrain his arrogance.

But he was an elder of Haoran Sect after all. Even if he no longer looked down on Ao Fang, he would not weaken his momentum. He bowed and said calmly: "I am Yang Liqian, a cultivator of Haoran Sect."

Elder Gu simply glanced at Ao Fang expressionlessly without saying anything, his contempt clearly revealed.

Ao Fang narrowed his eyes slightly, and a smile appeared on his red face. He raised his hand to return the greeting: "So it's Brother Yang. You two are not studying Confucianism and Taoism in Haoran Sect, but have come thousands of miles to visit the Sea of ​​Thousand Monsters. The Monster Court didn't get any news of it, and we failed to welcome you. This is really against the way of hospitality."

Yang Liqian saw that he was hinting at sarcasm, so he stopped being polite and said with a smile, "As far as I know, since the last Demon King passed away, the Demon Court of the Ten Thousand Demon Sea has long been in name only, and the three major royal families are doing their own things. It seems that Fellow Daoist Ao cannot represent the Demon Court."

Ao Fang's face darkened. The Demon Court was established by the Jiaolong clan in order to rule the demon clan after they moved to the Ten Thousand Demons Sea. The first Demon King was from the Jiaolong clan and he was a blue Jiaolong in the God Transformation Stage.

It was also because of the Demon King's insistence that the Jiaolong clan and the Golden-winged Eagle clan left the Jiuxian Continent and avoided destruction.

When the Demon Court was first established, all the monsters in the sea revered the divine blue dragon as their leader. The dragon clan was superior to all other clans. Even the Kun fish clan and the golden-winged eagle clan had to be inferior to them.

But with the death of the blue dragon, the new Demon Emperor of the dragon clan was only a tenth-level demon king, whose cultivation level was comparable to that of the patriarchs of the Kun fish clan and the golden-winged eagle clan, and their strength was also similar. He was unable to convince the others, and the Demon Court soon fell apart, and has existed in name only ever since.

The name of Demon Court is only used when the three royal families issue decrees.

But even the Qi-refining cultivators in Yuqing Sea knew that only the signatures of the three royal families on the decree would have deterrent effect. As for the ancient demonic script seal in front that was difficult to decipher, it had no effect at all.

The disintegration of the Demon Court has always been a sore spot for the Jiaolong Clan, and they have always wanted to restore the dignity of the Demon Court. Yang Liqian revealed the truth mercilessly, and Ao Fang couldn't help but feel angry.

He looked at Yang Liqian deeply and said, "Don't worry about the Demon Court, but I want to remind you that the Absolute Spirit Island is very dangerous. You must be careful and don't get killed here."

Yang Liqian said calmly: "Thank you Daoist Fellow Ao for your reminder. With Daoist Fellow Yuntian accompanying me, I am safe."

"I heard that the demons were originally not allowed to enter the Jueling Island. Fellow Daoist is also an uninvited guest. But please don't break the taboo and die under the thunder."

Ao Fang snorted coldly, and seeing that he could not gain the upper hand with words, he withdrew his gaze, closed his eyes, meditated, and said no more words.

Yang Liqian smiled slightly, came to an open space and sat down cross-legged.

Those Jindan cultivators and the monster beasts that had not yet transformed were all silent when they saw a ninth-level monster king and a Yuanying cultivator bickering.

But the glances that were quietly cast over here still revealed the curiosity that they could not suppress in their hearts.

This kind of scene is rare in a century and can only be seen when Jueling Island is opened.

It is even more rare for a cultivator from the Haoran Sect to enter the Jueling Island in a thousand years.

However, several cultivators and monsters had entered Jueling Island a hundred years ago. I remember that a Nascent Soul cultivator from the Haoran Sect also came here at that time.

The square became quiet, and monks and monsters entered the square one after another. However, they did not dare to speak in front of the Nascent Soul monk and the transformed monster king. They quietly found an open space, sat cross-legged, and waited for the trial to begin. Suddenly, a dazzling white light flashed, attracting everyone's attention.

The people who enter Jueling Island have different levels of cultivation, and the white light they see is also different. This white light is so bright, there must be a Nascent Soul cultivator inside.

The white light faded away, revealing an old man with yellow hair, a high nose and deep eyes. His face looked as if it had been carved by an axe or a knife, very tough and quite weird.

He looked around and stopped at Patriarch Yuntian. A hint of surprise flashed across his face, and he clasped his fists and bowed: "I heard that the last time Jueling Island was opened, the Fulong Chizhen vine was obtained by Daoist Fellow Yuntian. Congratulations to Daoist Fellow for extending his life by two hundred years. May you have a long and healthy life."

Patriarch Yuntian raised his hand in return and smiled: "Fellow Daoist Zong, you are too polite. I was lucky to succeed. I would also like to thank your disciple for showing mercy and not detaining the fleet of our sect that passed through the Luoshui Sea Area."

"Haha, just a small matter, not worth mentioning..."

The two exchanged a few pleasantries, and the yellow-haired old man looked at Elder Gu and Yang Liqian and asked with a smile: "Who are these two Taoist friends..."

Patriarch Yuntian smiled and said, "This is Daoist Gu Shaowen and Daoist Yang Liqian from the Haoran Sect. They are here to look for a spiritual object on Jueling Island."

The yellow-haired old man's eyes flashed, and the smile on his face became more intense, even becoming a little humble: "I am Lv Fang from the Righteous Alliance Sect. I am honored to meet you, my fellow Taoists."

"Thank you, Mr. Yang." Yang Liqian raised his hand to return the greeting, but his action was somewhat casual and his words were perfunctory.

"Friend Zong." Elder Gu bowed and said nothing more.

The Righteous Alliance is a sect that has only emerged in the last thousand years. Apart from the Immortal Han Xing who founded the alliance, no other great cultivator has appeared.

Moreover, the Righteousness Alliance accepted many independent practitioners, and was a mixed group of good and bad people. It was very loose and had a bad reputation.

The reason why it has been able to continue to this day is due to the dispute between the Zhenhai Sect and the Tianji Sect. It has been able to get along with both sides. In the eyes of the ten major sects, it is just a slightly larger medium-sized sect.

If it weren't for the fact that Haoran Sect and Zhengqi League had some business dealings, and if Patriarch Yuntian was not around, the two of them would not even want to pay attention.

The yellow-haired old man was completely unaware of this and was very enthusiastic. He chatted with the two of them for a long time before coming over and sitting down.

At this moment, Elder Gu's eyes flashed, and he secretly sent a message to Patriarch Yuntian: "Daoist Yuntian, what is the origin of this Daoist Zong?"

Patriarch Yuntian was somewhat puzzled, but still answered: "This person is not a cultivator from Yuqinghai, but came from Lizhou. He joined the Righteous Alliance three hundred years ago and served as a guest elder. At that time, he only had the cultivation level of the middle stage of Jindan."

"One hundred and thirty years ago, he succeeded in consummating his fetus. He is smooth in his dealings with others, has a wide network of contacts, and has some friendship with me."

Elder Gu nodded thoughtfully, closed his eyes slightly, and said no more words. The square became quiet again.

After a few hours, some cultivators and monsters entered the square one after another, but no more Nascent Soul cultivators appeared.

Suddenly, two dazzling white lights flashed, attracting everyone's attention, and Yang Liqian also looked over.

After a moment, the white light faded away and two figures appeared on the square.

Yang Liqian's eyes turned cold. Elder Gu beside him slowly stood up, clasped his fists and bowed to the gray-clothed old man among the two, and said with a smile: "Senior Brother Qingliu, how are you?" (End of this chapter)