Nine Transformations of the True Spirit.

The black iron arrow moved with the speed of a shooting star, almost like teleportation, and in the blink of an eye, it traversed dozens of miles to arrive in front of the Fierce Mane Demon General.

The sound of something breaking through the air was deafening, like the roar of a tiger and the cry of a dragon, soaring straight into the sky and even suppressing the lion's roar emitted by the Fierce Mane Demon General.

The fierce-maned demon general's expression changed drastically, but it was too late to dodge.

Upon seeing the unfamiliar demon general, he immediately used a sealing technique to lock down this area. The unfamiliar demon general did the same, and neither of them could use teleportation.

He had never bothered with defense, relying solely on his powerful physique to fight his enemies. He only had time to swing his iron-ringed broadsword horizontally in front of him to block the attack.

clang!
The black iron arrow struck the iron-ringed broadsword, but remained completely unharmed.

This greatsword is also a spiritual treasure and divine weapon, while the black iron arrow is only a top-tier magic weapon. In this clash, it was at a disadvantage.

However, the immense power carried by the black iron arrow was unleashed without reservation, directly blasting away the iron ring broadsword!

The fierce-maned demon general was sent flying backward, his wrist breaking under the immense force.

He was terrified. He had thought that this strange demon general was of similar cultivation level to him and could not withstand the Lion's Roar Divine Power, so he was not on guard. Caught off guard, he suffered a great loss.

However, the black iron arrow was also sent flying backward by the huge recoil force. The Fierce Mane Demon General was slightly relieved, forcibly stabilized his body, and circulated his demon power to recover from his injuries.

Once one's physical body reaches the level of a demon general, even without the supernatural power of an indestructible body, one can still use demonic power to heal physical injuries.

As long as no vital organs are injured, the demonic power will not be exhausted and the physical body will not perish.

Legend has it that the Great Sage's physical body even has the ability to regenerate from a drop of blood, making him almost truly immortal.

The Fierce Mane Demon General naturally didn't have such abilities, but a mere broken wrist was nothing to worry about, and he was completely healed in an instant.

With a flick of his left hand, the iron ring broadsword that had been knocked away flew back, and he stared intently at the unfamiliar demon general in the distance, lest he fire a second arrow.

But under the watchful gaze of the Fierce Mane Demon General, the silver longbow in the unfamiliar demon general's hand suddenly disappeared.

Along with the disappearance of the silver bow, the strange demon general himself also vanished.

Suddenly, a pair of large black wings emerged from his back, and with a gentle flap, his figure vanished from the spot.

The fiery-maned demon general's pupils contracted, and the next moment, his divine sense saw the unfamiliar demon general appear behind him, wielding a purplish-black halberd, and slashing down!

The Fierce Mane Demon General was terrified. He hurriedly turned around to block, gripping his iron ring broadsword tightly, his veins bulging, and charged forward.

This unfamiliar demon general was only about six feet tall, about the same height as humans in the spirit world, but quite short among demons.

The halberd, which was about ten feet long, looked strange in his hand, as if it were held by a child.

The Fierce Mane Demon General was a powerful figure with thick hair and beard, and his muscles were clearly defined, like rocks. His iron ring broadsword was bright and dazzling, and his ferocious aura seemed to crush everything. By all accounts, he had the upper hand.

But the Fierce Mane Demon General noticed a hint of disdain flashing in the eyes of the white tiger mask opposite him.

Suddenly, a solid Dharma image ten feet tall appeared behind him, with the head of a roc and the body of a fish, with two wings on its back, looking up at the sky and letting out a long, desolate roar.

A layer of purplish-black light emerged from the halberd in the hands of the unfamiliar demon general. The violent spatial fluctuations surged and ripped through the void, creating a hideous spatial rift that struck the iron ring broadsword.

The iron-ringed broadsword silently snapped in two; its extreme sharpness silenced all sound.

But the sacrifice of this magical weapon also blocked the attack.

The Fangtian Halberd can ignore the Iron Ring Greatsword, but the immense strength of the Fierce Mane Demon General, who is close to that of a high-level demon general, cannot be ignored.

The momentum of the halberd was greatly reduced, and the fierce-maned demon general seized this opportunity to retreat rapidly.

He roared and transformed into an enormous lion, its body a hundred feet long, covered in brilliant golden fur, with a crimson mane flying wildly around its neck, making it incredibly majestic.

But this giant lion, brimming with demonic energy, was now fleeing in disarray, looking like a stray dog.

Even the magical weapons were broken in one strike. The Fierce Mane Demon General was terrified and dared not fight this unfamiliar demon general again.

Moreover, after seeing that strange Dharma image, he had already guessed the identity of this unfamiliar demon general. Only that kind of bloodline could condense such a Dharma image.

No, even the demon saints of that clan could not condense this Dharma form!
After this Dharma image appeared, he felt a powerful pressure emanating from the depths of his bloodline.

He had never felt this way before, not even when facing the Thunder Mountain Demon King or the Blood Tooth Demon Saint.

Unexpectedly, this person possesses such bloodline. The rumors are all false. It is impossible for this person to be ostracized from the clan.

This must be a conspiracy by that race, trying to seize control of the Heavenly Skeleton Continent.
He had to escape; if he reported what had happened today to the Thunder Mountain Demon King, this man would surely die.

The fierce and valiant spirit that the Demon General with the fiery mane usually possessed had vanished without a trace, and he was only thinking about how to save his life.

But before the golden lion had flown ten miles, the strange demon general flapped his wings and teleported to the front of the golden lion.

The halberd, over ten feet long, was enveloped in a purplish-black light and, accompanied by violent spatial fluctuations, slashed down.

The golden lion could no longer dodge. It roared, its roar echoing for miles, and raised its enormous claws to grab at the halberd.

This single claw was ten zhang in size. When it landed on the head of the strange demon general, it blotted out the sun and completely blocked out the sunlight.

But this ferocious giant claw was cleaved in two by the halberd, which was as thin as a silver needle.

Blood rained down like a storm, but as it passed the unfamiliar demon general, it was blocked by an invisible barrier and slid to both sides.

This claw also contained the immense power of the Fierce Mane Demon General, but it was far less hard than the Iron Ring Greatsword.

The halberd's momentum only slightly decreased, but it continued to slash at the body of the golden lion.

The purplish-black light enveloping the halberd suddenly surged, transforming into a ten-zhang-long illusory halberd. Wherever it went, the void shattered, flesh tore apart, and life was extinguished.

This is a spatial annihilation power powerful enough to destroy an entire realm. Although it is only a tiny wisp, its essence is incredibly pure and condensed.

The enormous golden lion, as large as a mountain, was cleaved in two. Its remains, along with a shower of blood and flesh, fell to the ground, while only a single demon core soared into the sky and flew away into the distance.

But as the golden lion turned into two mutilated corpses, the sealing power dissipated, and the unfamiliar demon general naturally would no longer use this technique.

Without flapping his wings, he teleported to the front of the demon core, grabbed it, and used his true essence to completely imprison it.

The strange appearance behind the unfamiliar demon general quietly dissipated, and his pair of black wings also folded up.

The enormous illusory halberd formed from purplish-black light transformed into streaks of light and vanished into nothingness, leaving only a few wisps of violent spatial fluctuations that had not yet subsided.

The demon soul of the Fierce Mane Demon General emerged from his demon core, appearing as a phantom golden lion.

He stared intently at the white tiger mask on the unfamiliar demon general's face and roared, "Bei Ming! Even now, you still want to hide your face?"

"Besides you, who else can condense the Kunpeng Dharma Form?"

Chen Yuan caught the flying black iron arrow in his hand, and put it away along with his halberd. He slowly raised his right hand, removed the white tiger mask, and stared coldly at the demon soul.

The Fierce Mane Demon General roared, "It really is you! I have no grudge against you, why do you want to kill me? Aren't you afraid that things will be exposed and the King will be angry?"

Chen Yuan sneered: "We have no enmity between us. I originally did not want to kill you this time, but you ate that human maid alive in front of me, so I naturally cannot let you live."

The Fierce Mane Demon General was stunned: "You attacked me just for a human maid?"

"You didn't want to kill me... so who else did you want to kill?"

Chen Yuan sneered and was about to speak when his divine sense detected that the demon race beneath the distant giant mountain had been alerted by the battle between the two, and more than a dozen demon generals were flying towards them.

He frowned, and a wisp of Zhu Yan True Fire suddenly rose up, burning the demon soul into nothingness.

Chen Yuan took out a wooden box, put away the demon core, affixed a spirit-sealing talisman, stored it in his internal space, and then descended into the light of his escape.

The two severed parts of the golden lion's body had fallen to the ground, still emanating violent spatial fluctuations. Anyone with discerning eyes could tell that it had died from spatial magic.

The demon generals who were rushing towards this place were not moving fast; they were still more than two thousand miles away.

Chen Yuan put the White Tiger Mask back on, put away the Mustard Seed Ring of the Fierce Mane Demon General, removed the damaged golden fur from the Golden Lion, especially the extremely tough red mane, cut off its claws, and collected over a hundred pounds of blood.

After doing this, he took out a gold bottle and poured a drop of emerald green, decaying willow sap onto a section of the corpse.

The remains of the golden lion melted away at an astonishing speed, like snow under the scorching sun.

Centered on this drop of emerald green sap, a continuous hissing sound arose as flesh and blood transformed into a dark green liquid, falling to the ground and completely corroding the grass and soil.

A deep pit, tens of meters deep, quickly appeared on the grassland, and even the hard rocks underground could not escape its destruction.

In just a few breaths, the golden corpse was reduced to a skeleton, falling into a giant pit hundreds of feet deep. It was also stained with a layer of green, but the melting speed slowed down greatly until it stopped.

After corroding half of the mid-level demon general's corpse, the drop of Corrosive Willow sap finally lost its toxicity.

Chen Yuan poured a drop of Corrosive Willow Sap onto the other half of the corpse. The flesh and blood dissolved away at the same astonishing speed, leaving only a broken skeleton and a huge pit.

As the flesh and blood dissolved, the spatial fluctuations remaining on the wound also dissipated without leaving a trace.

Chen Yuan unleashed a burst of light, soaring into the sky, concealing his aura, and dodging the demon generals flying in his direction before fleeing towards the giant mountain.

Chen Yuan's speed far surpassed that of the demon generals, and he arrived on the giant mountain before the demon generals even saw the skeleton.

At this moment, all the demonic beasts at the foot of the giant mountain had been alarmed. More than a dozen demon generals were suspended in the air, looking towards the direction where Chen Yuan and the Fierce Mane Demon General were fighting, their expressions solemn.

The low-level demonic beasts gathered together and, under the strict orders of the demon general, stayed in place, emitting uneasy growls.

Chen Yuan descended with his escape light, and the pressure of a mid-level demon general descended from the sky. The demon generals were horrified, but they only took a few steps back and did not flee.

A high-ranking demon general, steeling himself, stepped forward. Looking at the white tiger mask on Chen Yuan's face, he clasped his hands in a respectful bow and cautiously inquired, "May I ask what brings you here, sir? We are all demon generals under the command of the Fierce Mane Demon General. He is not currently in the manor. If you have come to visit..."

Before he could finish speaking, Chen Yuan teleported in front of him, grabbed his neck, and unleashed his true essence to imprison his demonic power.

The other demon generals' expressions changed drastically, and they scattered and fled. Chen Yuan snorted coldly, released the demon general, and took out the Guanghan Bow.

He drew back the bowstring, his true essence condensed into a long arrow of spiritual light, and fired several arrows in succession.

The six demon generals who had escaped the furthest were instantly killed on the spot, their bodies reverting to their original forms and crashing heavily onto the grassland, causing the earth to tremble.

Upon seeing this, the demon generals dared not flee any longer. They froze on the spot, slowly turned around, and their faces were extremely ugly.

Chen Yuan slowly lowered the Guanghan Bow and said coldly, "I have questions for you all!"

His voice was very deep and resonant, quite different from his original voice.

Just then, a demon general's eyes flashed with a ruthless glint. He transformed into a giant white eagle, flapped his wings, and flew away into the distance at an astonishing speed. Within a few breaths, he had flown more than ten miles.

Chen Yuan's eyes flashed with anger, and he shouted, "You're courting death!"

He raised the Guanghan Bow again, drew the bowstring, and released a long arrow of spiritual light. It shot out like a meteor, instantly traversing more than ten miles, as if teleporting, and pierced through the body of the snow-white giant eagle.

The snow-white giant eagle let out a miserable cry, its life force extinguished, even its demon core was shattered by the arrow and it fell to the ground.

Chen Yuan's gaze swept over the remaining demon generals, and he said coldly, "Anyone who tries to escape will die!"

The demons trembled, no longer daring to have any other thoughts, and all flew back to Chen Yuan's side.

The low-level demonic beasts below started to riot, but before Chen Yuan could give an order, a clever demonic general shouted to stop them, and the demonic beasts quieted down again.

Chen Yuan looked at the demon general, his divine soul power quietly surging out, setting up a layer of divine sense barrier that enveloped all the demon generals, and coldly asked, "Where are the human cultivators captured by the Fierce Mane Demon General?"

The demon general was taken aback for a moment, then replied, "Whenever the Fierce Mane Demon General is in the mood, he wants to eat human flesh raw. To make it convenient, those human slaves... human cultivators are all imprisoned on Lion King Peak, inside his cave!"

Chen Yuan sneered: "Lion King Peak?"

The demon general quickly corrected himself: "This junior misspoke. That Fierce Mane Demon Commander is ambitious and named this peak Lion King Peak, and he also strictly forbids us from approaching it."

"In order to cultivate the fierceness of his demon generals, he forced us to fight each other, and the victors had to eat the flesh and blood of the losers."

"I was forced to eat raw meat and drink blood, and I have long harbored resentment towards him..."

Upon hearing this, the other demon generals lowered their heads deeply, and two more demon generals looked over with angry expressions, seemingly indignant that he had slandered the Fierce Mane Demon General.

Chen Yuan narrowed his eyes, then suddenly raised the Guanghan Bow and shot out two long arrows of spiritual light, killing the two demon generals on the spot.

Less than half of the demon generals had survived, and they dared not show any sign of fear.

Chen Yuan slowly lowered the Guanghan Bow, looked at the high-ranking demon general, and said calmly, "Is what he said true?"

The high-ranking demon general quickly replied, "Absolutely true!"

Chen Yuan then looked at the other demon generals, who dared not be negligent and quickly replied, "Those human slaves are inside the cave of the Fierce Mane Demon General!"

"Those people... there were more than five hundred human cultivators who were originally hiding in an underground rift valley, but I don't know how many are left now."

A cold glint flashed in Chen Yuan's eyes, and he immediately raised the Guanghan Bow. The long arrows of spiritual light flew out and killed all the demon generals.

The demons, their faces still showing shock, returned to their original forms and fell heavily to the ground.

The low-level demonic beasts, now freed from their restraints, scattered in panic, raising dust and causing the earth to shake.

Chen Yuan ignored them completely, and with a flash of light, flew towards the summit of the giant mountain. (End of Chapter)