Nine Transformations of the True Spirit.

Hundreds of millions of miles away from Silver Tide City, on the edge of the Heavenly Skeleton Continent, lies an island spanning hundreds of thousands of miles, shrouded in thick clouds and mist, silently enduring the pounding of surging waves.

Deep within the island, a massive teleportation array suddenly lit up, and dozens of figures emerged.

As Chen Yuan felt the pressure around him dissipate, he came to his senses and looked around, only to find the scene before him had changed drastically.

Surrounded by swirling clouds and mist that blotted out the sun, upon closer inspection, it was revealed to be formed from a rich concentration of spiritual energy from heaven and earth.

As the spiritual mist spread out, Chen Yuan only needed to take a light breath, and the sea of ​​true essence within his body began to stir.

The spiritual energy here is just as rich as that of a large spiritual vein.

As far as Chen Yuan could see, it was at most a thousand feet.

But deep within the spiritual mist, six giant pillars of demonic energy of different colors were clearly visible, piercing the sky and emitting a dense demonic aura that covered tens of thousands of miles. The powerful pressure contained within them far surpassed that of the Thunder Mountain Demon King.

Chen Yuan's heart skipped a beat; six demon saints had actually gathered here!
The people who were teleported there also sensed these six incredibly powerful auras.

Some demon kings who were about to ask questions kept silent and followed behind the Cangwu Demon King out of the teleportation array.

Chen Yuan lowered his head, his aura concealed, and he felt somewhat uneasy.

If these six demon saints were to investigate thoroughly, he would immediately expose his identity as a human cultivator and die without a burial place.

They could only hope that what the Demon King of Leishan said was true, and that the six demon saints were focused on breaking the formation and had no time to spare for anything else.

After Cangwu Demon King stepped out of the teleportation array, he rode his escape light and flew towards the center of the island, with everyone immediately following.

Chen Yuan remained on guard. The group flew for thousands of miles, until they were about ten thousand miles away from the six giant pillars of demonic energy, when the Cangwu Demon King finally stopped.

There is also a large formation here, about ten zhang in diameter, located on a jade platform three chi high.

The base was constructed from a type of dark jade, brimming with spiritual energy, clearly a top-grade spiritual material.

Everyone was dumbfounded. The spiritual materials that could be used to refine top-level magic treasures were used to build an array platform, and tens of thousands of catties of them were used. Even ordinary demon saints would not have such a feat.

Three hundred and sixty-five array flags are arranged in a staggered pattern, with slender spiritual lines slightly raised. It is unknown how many kinds of spiritual materials were used to forge them. Full of spiritual energy, they are interwoven into a complex pattern.

Dozens of people were already waiting on the side. When they saw the crowd arrive, they all turned to look at them, their eyes filled with curiosity, inquiry, or disdain. Some even clasped their hands in greeting, but remained silent.

These must be the demon kings and demon generals under the command of the other demon saints, gathered here today, and will enter the secret space together later.

A middle-aged man and a beautiful woman stepped forward. The middle-aged man clasped his hands and bowed to the Demon King Cangwu, saying, "Fellow Daoist Cangwu, we have been waiting for you for a long time."

The alluring woman bowed gracefully and smiled, "This humble servant greets Fellow Daoist Cangwu."

The Demon King Cangwu returned the greeting, saying, "Silver Tide City is a long way from here, and teleportation will take quite a while..."

The three were clearly acquainted, and after exchanging a few pleasantries, the Demon King Cangwu turned around and invited everyone to the side of the formation.

Several demon kings immediately entered the crowd, greeted each other, and spoke in greeting, but not a sound came out.

Chen Yuan lowered his head and stood quietly behind the Thunder Mountain Demon King, but a hint of fervor flashed in his eyes.

Just as he approached the formation, the jade pendant in his body suddenly became warm.

As he approached the array, the jade pendant became incredibly hot, radiating a bright red light.

Among the demon generals who entered the secret realm this time, there were indeed descendants of true spirits.

As soon as the Thunder Mountain Demon King stood still, several demon kings came up to greet him. The Thunder Mountain Demon King remained calm and composed, returning the greeting with clasped hands, displaying an extraordinary demeanor.

Chen Yuan stood to the side, his expression respectful, but his eyes swept across the crowd, landing on the demon generals.

Jade Jade could only sense the presence of a true spirit descendant within a thousand feet, but it could not determine which demon general it was.

Perhaps because of the six demon saints in the distance, or perhaps because there were too many people around, these demon kings were all communicating in secret, and no one spoke. Chen Yuan had no idea what they were talking about.

However, after these demon kings and the Thunder Mountain Demon King bowed, they all looked at Chen Yuan with a hint of surprise in their eyes, probably because they had learned of his identity as the Kun Fish Demon Commander from the Thunder Mountain Demon King.

Chen Yuan scanned the area but couldn't detect any signs of a true spirit descendant, which left him somewhat disappointed.

With the Demon King by his side, most of the Demon Generals, like Chen Yuan, kept their auras deeply concealed and their expressions respectful.

He dared not disperse his divine sense, so he could not discern anything unusual.

The six towering pillars of demonic energy in the distance made Chen Yuan uneasy, fearing that the Demon Saint would suddenly appear in front of them, expose his identity as a human cultivator, and execute him on the spot.

Chen Yuan knew he couldn't afford to lose his composure at this moment. He forcibly suppressed the chaotic thoughts in his mind, temporarily putting the scalding jade pendant out of his mind, and silently felt the thick spiritual mist around him to shift his focus and adjust his state of mind.

He quickly discovered the oddity: although the spiritual mist here was dense, it was somewhat superficial, not pure enough, and slightly restless and violent.

It's like pouring a bucket of oil on a blazing campfire; the flames suddenly flare up, but the firewood in the fire also burns much faster as a result.

As Chen Yuan carefully sensed the restless spiritual energy, his mind gradually calmed down.

Now that he's here, there's no turning back; he can only leave it to fate.

The true spirit descendant has already appeared, so there's no need to rush. Once we enter the secret realm, we'll have plenty of opportunities to identify him, and he might even jump out on his own. There's no need to bother searching for him.

Suddenly, dozens more figures emerged from the spiritual mist, heading towards the massive formation in the direction Chen Yuan and the others had come from.

The Demon King Cangwu, the middle-aged man, and the alluring woman went to greet them, and exchanged pleasantries with the Demon King.

The jade pendant within Chen Yuan's body was now becoming increasingly hot, its red light flickering erratically, revealing a hint of thirst.

Chen Yuan's heart stirred, and he looked at the twenty-odd demon generals following the demon king, a hint of eagerness flashing in his eyes.

……

The spiritual mist in the center of the island is the densest, condensing into droplets of dew that do not fall but float in the air, crystal clear, reflecting the light of the six giant pillars of demonic energy, displaying a dazzling array of colors.

On a towering peak, a platform of white bones stands.

Compared to the towering mountains, this platform is only ten feet high and a few feet in circumference, yet it exudes a wild and untamed aura, like a ferocious and unparalleled prehistoric beast perched atop the mountain.

Six figures sat cross-legged on the hexagonal platform of white bones, their powerful demonic energy emanating from their bodies and condensing into six giant pillars of demonic energy that shot into the sky.

In the center of the white bone platform was a formation about ten feet in size, drawn with intricate lines, shimmering with milky white spiritual light, and radiating a rich spatial power. It was drawn using dozens of top-grade spatial spiritual materials.

A bright red sun, several feet in size, hung in the center of the formation, dazzling and exuding a vast aura. However, it was currently obscured by six giant pillars of demonic energy, making it invisible to outsiders.

The spiritual energy around the blazing sun was the most concentrated, but it did not condense into dew. The astonishing heat emanating from the sun evaporated the spiritual dew into mist, causing it to twist and turn.

A thin beam of red light shot out from the blazing sun, soaring into the sky. At its end, a vortex of spiritual mist slowly rotated, covering an area of ​​about a thousand feet in diameter.

At the center of the vortex was a tiny crack that appeared and disappeared intermittently, occasionally revealing a chaotic color before vanishing again.

The six demon saints, their expressions solemn and weary, stared intently at the blazing red sun.

Wearing a loose Taoist robe and exuding an ethereal aura, the Spirit Bamboo Demon Saint slowly spoke: "Please, fellow Daoists, hold on for a little longer, and we will be able to open the passage and send our demon generals inside."

The burly Heavenly Pillar Demon Saint looked worried: "Thanks to Fellow Daoist Lingzhu, we were able to gain the upper hand and send the Demon General into the True Spirit Cave half a month ahead of us."

"We only hope that they can find the key point of the formation before the human race reaches the Nascent Soul stage, so that we can break the formation."

"Otherwise, given the human cultivators' mastery of formations, it wouldn't be long before they found a way to break the formation, and we would all fail at the last minute."

The stunningly beautiful blue-haired woman said calmly, "We have given these demon generals half a month. If they still cannot gain the upper hand, then it is their own fault if the True Spirit Cave is taken over by the human cultivators at the Integration stage."

She stood on the white bone platform, her palace attire scattered about. Her light blue hair was tied together with a red ribbon and hung down. Her eyes were also azure, as deep as the sea.

The Bloodtooth Demon Saint standing to the side laughed and said, "Fellow Daoist Tianzhu, there is no need to worry. Our demon race originally originated from the True Spirit."

"This time, Fellow Daoist Hanying and Fellow Daoist Yanyun have sent two more young friends with true dragon bloodlines to enter this True Spirit Cave."

"We will definitely be able to break through the formation before the human Nascent Soul cultivators, and may even be able to directly inherit the legacy of that true spirit."

The Heavenly Pillar Demon Saint sighed, "I hope so. However, very few true spirits leave behind their inheritances. As long as we can find a few treasures left behind by that true dragon, all our hard work will not have been in vain."

The Spirit Bamboo Demon Saint's eyes suddenly narrowed: "The passage is about to be opened. I request Fellow Daoist Han Ying to inject his essence blood to fully activate the true dragon aura contained within this dragon scale!"

Upon hearing this, the blue-haired woman's expression turned solemn. She immediately bit her tongue and spat out a mouthful of blood essence, which contained specks of blue ice crystals, making it quite a sight.

As the essence and blood approached the miniature blazing sun in the center of the platform, they immediately evaporated into a cloud of blood mist and merged into it.

The sun shone brightly, then suddenly contracted, transforming back into a dark red dragon scale that quietly shattered.

A vast and boundless aura suddenly burst forth, and the six demon saints were the first to be hit. The six towering pillars of demonic energy froze for a moment, almost scattering.

The six demon saints' expressions changed, and they exerted their demonic power to the utmost, with a phantom image appearing behind each of them.

Behind the Heavenly Pillar Demon Saint was a giant tortoise with thick limbs, an extremely thick shell, and a ferocious head that resembled a dragon's head, with a long dragon tail trailing behind it.

Behind the Spirit Bamboo Demon Saint was a vigorous green bamboo, standing straight with lush branches and leaves, swaying gently and letting the bamboo leaves fall.

Behind the Bloodtooth Demon Saint was a giant tiger-striped rat with golden fur interwoven with black stripes. Its four blood-red fangs protruded from its mouth, overlapping each other, making it look exceptionally ferocious. Behind the blue-haired woman was a coiled white dragon with a slender body, flowing whiskers, tiger paws, and eagle claws. The two horns on its head were like branches, resembling real dragon horns.

Behind the other two demon saints, a strange fish avatar and a giant blue crab avatar also appeared, each trying their best to resist the impact of the true dragon's aura.

Fortunately, the dragon's aura only dispersed for a moment before gathering back together, as if it had sensed a summons, and merged entirely into the red pillar of light, which shot straight into the sky.

The red beam of light intensified, and the tiny crack that had been appearing and disappearing finally shattered under the impact of the true spirit's aura, revealing a chaotic void behind it.

The vortex of spiritual mist began to spin rapidly, its speed increasing until it formed a storm.

More and more spiritual energy gathered and poured into the crack, causing it to slowly expand.

A hint of joy flashed in the eyes of the Spirit Bamboo Demon Saint: "The passage has been opened, and only the last step is needed to stabilize it."

"Fellow Daoists, you must not be distracted. You must continue to inject demonic power until you send the Demon General into it before you can relax and adjust your breathing!"

Upon hearing this, the other five demon saints dared not slacken in the slightest, and the Dharma images behind them became even more solid and agile.

At this moment, they focused all their attention on the vortex passage in the sky, and had no time to think about anything else. They each took out a talisman and crushed it.

……

Ten thousand miles away, beside the formation, Chen Yuan's eyes swept over the group of demon generals, secretly searching for traces of the true spirit's descendants. Suddenly, a wisp of vast and boundless energy swept past.

The heavens and earth seemed to collapse, and Chen Yuan felt an indescribable, enormous force descend upon him, domineering and unparalleled, causing him to feel fear and submission from the bottom of his heart. His knees buckled, and he was about to kneel down.

The three illusory true spirits in his dantian sensed this energy, but seemed to have suffered a great humiliation, and roared in unison.

The Kui Niu Dharma Form roared like thunder, with countless thunderbolts converging, displaying a variety of colors including blue, purple, white, red, indigo, and silver, raging endlessly above the sea of ​​true essence.

Zhu Yan, in his Dharma form, pounded his chest and roared, unleashing a raging sea of ​​fire that contained boundless fighting spirit and the power to incinerate everything.

The Kunpeng Dharma Image spread its wings and soared, letting out a long, desolate cry. Its already enormous body continued to expand, feathers grew from its fish-like body, and its fins transformed into sharp claws. It seemed that it would break through the barrier of its dantian and descend into the world at any moment.

The three types of true spirit blood within Chen Yuan's body boiled completely, helping him resist the oppressive force contained in this aura. The sense of submission that arose from the bottom of his heart was also forcibly erased.

His knees no longer bent, and he barely managed to steady himself. Looking around, he found that almost all the demon generals in the arena were kneeling on the ground, or even prostrating themselves.

Only three demon generals were kneeling on one knee, still struggling against the oppressive force.

Only Chen Yuan and a hundred or so demon kings were able to stand, which immediately attracted a lot of attention.

Chen Yuan felt a chill run down his spine. He memorized the faces of the three demon generals kneeling on one knee, then his knees suddenly buckled, as if he could no longer support himself, and he too knelt on the ground.

But unlike the other demon generals, he didn't prostrate himself on the ground as if he were worshipping them.

He knelt on both knees, his upper body only slightly hunched, making a gesture of struggling desperately.

The three illusory figures of true spirits roared angrily, extremely unwilling to see Chen Yuan submit to this oppressive force.

But ultimately, they were formed from the true spirit bloodline within Chen Yuan's body; no matter how strong their spirituality, they had no independent consciousness.

With a thought, Chen Yuan calmed down the three illusory figures of true spirits.

The oppressive aura came quickly and went quickly, disappearing in no time.

Chen Yuan remained kneeling on the ground until the three demon generals who were kneeling on one knee stood up. Only then did he and the other demon generals slowly get up from the ground, their faces still showing signs of shock.

The Thunder Mountain Demon King and the three Demon Kings, Shenyuan, Jiaozheng, and Xuanli, all looked over. Several other Demon Kings around them were also looking at Chen Yuan with surprise.

The three demon generals, Shen Yu, Qin Yuan, and Lie Shan, were stunned by the oppressive aura and were in a daze. They did not notice the abnormality on Chen Yuan's body, but only looked at the giant pillar of demonic energy in the distance with lingering fear.

The Thunder Mountain Demon King frowned, spread his divine sense to set up a barrier, and then asked, "Can you withstand this pressure?"

Chen Yuan looked fearful: "This pressure is too domineering. I tried my best to resist, but I still couldn't resist it. It felt like I was fighting against the entire world. A sense of submission arose from the depths of my blood."

"May I ask Your Majesty, where does this aura come from? Could it be emitted by the Demon Saint?"

The Thunder Mountain Demon King's brows relaxed slightly, and he said solemnly, "Those six giant pillars of demonic energy are what the Demon Saint condensed."

"If I am not mistaken, this wisp of energy is not from the Great Sage, but is related to the owner of that True Spirit Cave."

Chen Yuan's expression changed slightly: "Wouldn't that be a true spiritual energy machine?"

The Thunder Mountain Demon King turned his head to look at the six giant pillars of demonic energy in the distance. He could vaguely see a deep blackness emerging from within the giant pillars of demonic energy, which even the dense spiritual mist could not cover, and it seemed to lead to the infinite distance.

He said slowly, "The fact that the six demon saints were able to find the location of the True Spirit Cave means they probably know something related to that True Spirit."

"And this oppressive force should be the key to opening the passage to the True Spirit Cave and sending you all inside."

The Thunder Mountain Demon King turned his head, a hint of hesitation flashing in his eyes: "You were able to withstand the pressure of the True Spirit for so long. It seems that I underestimated your bloodline."

"Even within the Holy Clan's bloodline, it is extremely pure, with a great chance of advancing to the Demon King level."

"Entering this secret realm is quite risky. You must prioritize your survival. I will give you important responsibilities in the future."

Chen Yuan respectfully agreed, then looked at the three demon generals kneeling on one knee and asked in a low voice, "May I ask Your Majesty, these three have not submitted to the True Spirit Qi, could they be descendants of the True Spirit?"

The three demon generals were scattered far apart. The demon general closest to Chen Yuan was tall and slender, no different from a human cultivator. He wore a blue robe, had a handsome appearance, and looked to be only about twenty years old. At this moment, his expression was quite solemn as he gazed at the six giant pillars of demonic energy.

In the distance, a burly man stared intently at that deep black point with burning eyes. His demonic aura surged around him, and the perfect aura of a demon general emanated from him, a rare sight among the demon generals.

The last demon general was extremely imposing. Among the demon race, which was known for its robust physique, he stood out from the crowd, towering over two zhang (approximately 6.6 meters) tall, like a giant.

He was dressed in a set of dark armor, the surface of which shimmered with a dull light and looked extremely heavy.

The Thunder Mountain Demon King's gaze swept over the three demon generals, and he nodded slightly: "That's probably the case. Only those with the bloodline of the True Spirit can remain unyielding under the pressure of the True Spirit."

"Once you enter the True Spirit Cave, you must avoid these three people and absolutely must not fight them, or you will surely die."

Chen Yuan's eyes flashed, and he respectfully replied, "I understand."

At this moment, the Cangyuan Demon King and the other four demon kings became solemn, each taking out a talisman, which transformed into specks of light and dissipated.

The five demon kings exchanged glances, and one of them stepped forward, clasped his hands in a bow, and announced loudly, "Fellow Daoists, we have received the decrees of the five demon saints, Tianzhu, Hanying, Xuechi, Jiachen, and Huqi, and the passage to the True Spirit Cave will soon be opened."

"These teleportation tokens were specially crafted for this teleportation and can help the Demon General withstand the force of spatial compression."

"Please accept this order and enter the formation."

As he spoke, the demon king flicked his sleeve, and hundreds of tokens appeared out of thin air in front of him, slowly flying towards the demon kings.

Each demon king received a token, which he handed to the demon general beside him.

Chen Yuan stretched out his hands and took the token handed to him by the Thunder Mountain Demon King, and a dense spatial fluctuation emanated from it.

The Thunder Mountain Demon King instructed, "You possess the bloodline of the Kun fish and are skilled in spatial magic. Even when you are teleporting across continents, you can easily withstand the force of spatial compression."

"But this teleportation crosses two realms, and the True Spirit Cave is protected by a powerful array. The spatial compression is extremely terrifying, so you must not be careless."

Chen Yuan solemnly agreed, and the Thunder Mountain Demon King then spread his divine sense to set up a barrier, enveloping Shen Yuan, Xuan Li, Jiao Zheng, and the others.

He looked at the three demon generals, Shen Yu, Qin Yuan, and Lie Shan, and said, "Please take out the feathers I have bestowed upon you. Once the formation is activated, you will not be separated."

The three did as instructed. Without waiting for the Thunder Mountain Demon King's orders, Chen Yuan also took out the feather and held it tightly in his hand.

Xuan Li's gaze swept over the four people, finally landing on Qin Yuan, the demon general, and he solemnly said, "Your cultivation levels are similar. After entering the True Spirit Cave, you must discuss matters first."

The other two demon kings also gave some instructions, urging Chen Yuan and the other three to travel together, to which the four naturally agreed respectfully.

Before leaving, Chen Yuan asked, "After we leave, will Your Majesty and the three demon kings be waiting here?"

Thunder Mountain Demon King nodded slightly: "That's right. The True Spirit Cave is of great importance, and there are human cultivators vying for it. After breaking the formation, we must immediately enter it to gain the upper hand."

Chen Yuan's eyes flashed, and without saying another word, he held the token in one hand and the feather in the other, and turned to walk into the formation with Shen Yu and the other two.

Looking around, the other demon generals were mostly gathered in twos and threes, holding treasures such as talismans, strange stones, and bone claws in their hands, in addition to the Great Teleportation Token.

Especially those three demon generals who were suspected to be descendants of true spirits, each had seven or eight demon generals gathered around them, which was very conspicuous and frequently attracted the attention of others.

Chen Yuan's gaze swept over the three people, his left hand hanging down, tightly gripping the blue feather.

As everyone gazed into the distance, that deep blackness became increasingly apparent.

A quarter of an hour later, the six giant pillars of demonic energy suddenly became exceptionally bright, and the three hundred and sixty-five array flags shimmered with spiritual light and swayed gently.

The spiritual patterns within the formation slowly lit up, and the surrounding spiritual mist surged in, pouring into the formation.

Upon seeing this, Chen Yuan immediately poured his true essence into the token. The other demon generals also dared not be negligent, fearing they would die from the immense spatial compression.

Suddenly, a buzzing sound rang out, the array shone brightly, and a white beam of light shot into the sky. The figures of everyone twisted and then disappeared. (End of this chapter)