Great Red Immortal Sect

Chapter 592 Transformation into Demon
Shengle.

The Pure Land was in turmoil, and the lotus flowers were gradually fading. At the very center, the Great Master Minglian, dressed in a white lotus robe, struggled to resist the golden lightning. However, every time the opponent made a move, he would kill the Shiguang beside him one by one.

The old man in golden armor swung his crescent-shaped longsword and slashed down again, as fast as thunder. Three bolts of Yang lightning appeared simultaneously, enhancing the weapon, and a murderous aura as mighty as the heavens burst forth.

Yang Haoquan

Minglian's body was as if it were made of clay, and it was cut in two from top to bottom. The two halves of the body transformed into two novice monks with red lips and white teeth, and they disappeared into the void and fled separately.

"Song Yuanxing!"

He roared angrily, about to start cursing, but when he turned around, he was met with an even more terrifying golden lightning. The old cultivator behind him was not just a mid-stage Purple Mansion cultivator, but as the next generation of True Monarch, he was the most direct descendant of the direct line.

Wei Hua's gaze was cold, but a beam of lightning struck in front of him. He raised his sword and slashed, instantly dispelling the lightning.

Di'an in the sky was somewhat uneasy. As a marginal member of the Murong clan, he was able to enter the Thunder Department and cultivate to the Purple Mansion, which was entirely due to the miraculous power of the Ancestral Spirit Position. Asking him to deal with such a veteran who had been through many battles was a bit too much for him.

A series of booming sounds came from the void, and Wei Hua had already arrived in front, blocking half of Ming Lian's path. The novice monk hurriedly spat out a white lotus, which slowly spun and scattered thousands of white lights.

Thunder roared and clashed, a golden-purple furnace seemed to produce countless flying serpents and electric bats, while at the very center was a pure, divine light of killing intent.

"By order of the Emperor, this execution is to be carried out."

Wei Hua's voice was like a booming bell, and a fierce wind rose up. The divine thunder completely transformed into a substance as solid as gold and iron, becoming an extension of his blade. It continuously accumulated and compressed, eventually becoming only a golden thread.

[Imperial Edict of the Radiant Spirit]

As a divine power of the Divine Thunder, this technique manipulates the nature of divine thunder, transforming it into a tangible form, like metal. It does not seek to shake the heavens and earth, but only to kill lives, and it is also wonderfully effective in severing and cutting.

The nature of divine thunder is similar to that of Geng metal. Its characteristics are cutting, killing, and severing connections. Unlike other thunderbolts, it does not bombard, but rather condenses like a golden blade to kill.

The golden thread was severed, the white lotus shattered, and the novice monk in front was cut in half, turning into a shower of light.

Within the void, Minglian's remaining half-body escaped, and the entire Pure Land transformed into a white jade lotus platform, lifting her up. Gusts of wind and thunder blew in, attempting to block Weihua.

'no.'

Di An's mind was in turmoil. The Thunder Dao he cultivated was pieced together from various sources, making him no different from a rogue cultivator. Although he could mobilize some of the power of the Spirit Shaman, he was still somewhat powerless against the thunder.

Of the Five Thunders, in terms of suppressing evil and subduing malevolent forces, the Earth Thunder is the most extreme, followed by the Divine Thunder, and then the Sky Thunder. As for the remaining Thunder, it retains the nature of thunder, being a single breath, and does not possess this characteristic. The Spirit Thunder is even more extremely malevolent.

He struggled to summon a small bronze bell, which rang out with a sudden sound, like the awakening of insects, shaking his soul. But the old cultivator in front of him didn't even blink, only his ears bled as he endured it.

"Zhixi, is that enough? Activate the formation!"

He roared, and the entire city began to radiate bursts of water-transforming demonic light. White fat continuously gushed out from the cracks in the ground, solidifying like flesh and blood, with lingzhi mushrooms blooming on it.

Purple Mansion Spirit Array, [Great Transformation Banquet Demon Array].

This spirit array had been hidden underground in Shengle for a long time without being activated until Weihua fully entered the city. It was activated with the power of water demons to transform the world, turning the entire Shengle into a demonic entity.

The white, greasy deposits changed color, revealing the head of a woman, none other than Zhixi.

"Senior, you've been reckless."

She laughed wildly, and a series of howling sounds echoed through the world. But Wei Hua ignored them, and instead held the knife in both hands and slashed again, and a series of laughter seemed to echo through the world.

[The Heavenly Emperor Laughs]

There was no wind, rain, or clouds, only thousands of brilliant golden lightning bolts surging in the sky, blazing fire, and divine thunder like a sea. Wei Hua stood there, holding his sword.

"Reckless?"

His tone was aged, yet it carried immense authority and an aura that was unmatched by anyone.

“Zhixi, you are Xiao Donghan’s bloodline. Your father was a man of integrity back then, how could he have a daughter like you who has submitted to the Demon Lord?”

The female head, formed from solidified white fat, changed slightly. Countless rays of demonic light surged forth. She seemed to harbor hatred, and said only:
"You old bastard, I'll leave you here today in exchange for my sister!"

Despite being surrounded by three people, Wei Hua remained fearless. As the head of the Great Li Thunder Department, personally appointed by the Emperor, even without the blessing of the divine path and having fallen from the late stage of the Purple Mansion realm, his cultivation was still top-notch.

“If your father were still alive, he wouldn’t have let you try to take advantage of me.”

Wei Hua slammed his longsword into the ground with a backhand motion, and thousands of intense lights shot out from the sky, causing Ming Lian to weep, Di An to go blind, and even Zhi Xi, who was in charge of the formation, closed her eyes, with two lines of demonic blood seeping from the corners of her eyes.

It was none other than the wondrous power of the Heavenly Emperor's Laughter. This divine ability could first transform divine lightning into light, which would then become a sharp blade in people's eyes. Anyone who made the action of "seeing" within this divine ability would surely be affected.

"Respectfully inviting the local deity."

His voice was solemn. Taking advantage of the moment when the cultivators present were being illuminated by the divine lightning, he flipped his hand and summoned a large talisman that was filled with the energy of the Earth element, with streaks of golden-white blood flowing on it.

As if stimulated, the earth around Shengle erupted with the energy of Wu and Ji, and the colors of brown and soft white intertwined and changed, beginning to impact the demon array under the command of this great talisman.

The effectiveness of the [Great Transformation Banquet Demon Formation] was greatly reduced. Zhixi's injuries were aggravated, and the sword intent and calamity caused chaos again, making her form illusory.

"You bastard, hurry up!"

Zhixi slightly raised her head and, through her senses, realized that something seemed to have happened to the other demonic figure, who was being held back!
It was none other than Han Chenzi, dressed in a silver-gray Taoist robe!
Between life and death, this person fought desperately, using his mysterious Qi to entangle his opponent, while a ray of light rose from Huan Yuan's body, blocking the demonic nature and gradually restoring his clarity.

The Li Fire, which is the heart fire, has the effect of burning away the void and refining evil. Before setting out, each Purple Mansion was exposed to the Li Fire, naturally to prevent the Heavenly Demon from possessing their body.

The shrill screams of slaughter came from time to time, which annoyed Zhixi. Although this demonic figure who was traveling with her was good at fighting, his mind was like that of someone who had cultivated the ultimate fire.

'These two beside me are useless too.'

Minglian was a newly elected great master to replace Mingying. The Pure Land she brought was also something she put together herself. Her cultivation was really inadequate. It could be said that she was just someone pushed to fill a quota for the path of rebirth. She hadn't accumulated much vow power.

As a marginal figure of the Murong clan, Di'an, although he has reached the Purple Mansion realm, is already on a dead end. Unless he can find the Daoist scriptures of Shangxiao, his cultivation will only be mediocre.

Even though Zhixi can heal with water, the calamity sword intent of She Lei is extremely difficult to remove completely. Some of it is still mixed in her inner world, requiring her to use a clone to suppress it. If she is not careful, she will attract a heavenly calamity.

She was indeed a bit reckless. This was not something he should have done; it should have been done by Zhiya, the demonic figure, who was also Zhiyouya, the one who cultivated etiquette.

But if it were someone else, who could keep an eye on her own sister?
'If we capture this person, we might be able to rescue Wu Kui.' Zhi Xi activated the Water Transformation Technique, causing white fluid to surge, from which various female bodies emerged, with countless white, jade-like arms reaching out towards the other party. However, Wei Hua remained unmoved, his expression calm and composed.

Since he dared to enter this city, he must have absolute confidence. He immediately raised a dark red flag that was 1 foot and 7 inches long.

This flag is magnificent in design, with a mythical Vermilion Bird on it, its wings poised to take flight to the southern sky. Crimson flames rise and linger between heaven and earth, seemingly merging with its surroundings, and even water cannot drown it.

Among the five fires, the boundary divine power of the Li Fire is the most powerful, not only because of the fact that [Burning Summer] is close to the sun, but also because of the nature of Li Fire itself.

The character 离 (li) means beauty; it appears as a celestial phenomenon and takes shape on earth.

While the other spiritual fires still require considerable effort to maintain their manifestation, the Li Fire can easily cover the space between heaven and earth, while simultaneously receiving the light of the sun and moon, and continuing indefinitely.

The Emperor himself bestowed upon it a spiritual treasure, the [Heavenly Flame Banner]!
Since the Song family claims to be an imperial clan, they naturally have the foundation to back it up. The clan not only has the legacy of the former [Nanli] lineage, but also the gains from conquering various countries, and even the [Heisha] lineage.

At this moment, Wei Hua unleashed the Great Banner of Departing Fire, and billowing flames rose up, filling the heavens and earth, steadily blocking Zhi Xi. The opponent's demonic body trembled, as if it had aggravated some injury. Streaks of silver lightning descended from the sky, bombarding the demonic energy.

"What a powerful lightning tribulation!"

With a smile on his face, Wei Hua raised a flag in one hand and dragged a sword in the other, about to kill the demonic figure, but white lotuses and blue lightning struck in front of him.

Then Minglian and Di'an got entangled again, and thanks to the healing water, the two of them have recovered quite a bit.

The Water Demon Array surged, resisting the external Wuji Qi. Zhixi's female head, formed from white fat, trembled slightly, her eyes were tightly closed, and her face seemed somewhat ferocious.

A burst of black fire erupted from the distant void, exploding with a deafening roar, stirring up winds and clouds, revealing a vast and powerful fiery aura. A smile appeared on Zhixi's face as she hurriedly called out:
"Kings!"

Tie Sui charged in, stepping out of the void, but the injuries on his body were extremely horrifying. Wood energy and purple lightning swirled, and white flesh continuously filled his body. Combined with his ugly face, he was simply inhuman.

The black iron dragon mace struck down from the sky, igniting the flames, and collided with Wei Hua's longsword. A booming sound echoed between heaven and earth, forcing the divine general back several steps.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Tie Sui flew to Zhi Xi's head and shouted sharply:

"We can back out now. We've dragged this out long enough. The rest is up to General Feng!"

The Liao king was already somewhat alarmed. The way things had developed made him vaguely aware that something was wrong. The offense and defense between Sheng Le were secondary; in these battles, there were traces of the influence of adults.

He needs to get away.

A hint of disappointment appeared on Zhixi's face, while Weihua, standing to the side, activated the Liqi, surrounding the group of Liao cultivators. He had already sensed reinforcements.

A scream came from afar, silver lightning streaked across the sky, and a line of sword light slashed out of the void. The body of the murderer was severed in response, and a fiendish corpse jumped out and flew towards Zhixi's formation.

The wooden dragon burst forth, stepping on two people, who turned out to be Xu Xuantong and Guangchan!
The situation on the battlefield has completely shifted, and now, even with the protection of the great formation, these cultivators from Liaodi are in an extremely precarious situation.

Ke Zhixi's expression gradually calmed down. She opened her eyes, letting countless divine lightning bolts pierce into them. Blood, as white as fat, flowed from her eyes, and her huge, mountain-like female head looked at Xu Xuan.

"Xu Xuan."

Her tone was filled with deep-seated resentment and hatred, while layers of ethereal light emanated from the heavens and earth, spreading around them, and an extremely terrifying aura of demonic energy rose up.

As the great formation dissipated, Zhixi stepped out, still dressed in an elegant white dress. A hint of madness appeared in her eyes as she looked upwards.

"Give me back my sister!"

Xu Xuan remained silent, drawing his sword once more. His injuries had mostly healed thanks to the effects of the spiritual energy and the pills, and now he was consumed by the deepest killing intent.

The atmosphere grew increasingly tense. At this moment, strange changes occurred in the distant [Dancui Pure Land]. The blue and yellow light flickered, and yellow sand raged in all directions, extinguishing the Li Fire.

A man dressed in a blue-yellow Taoist robe stood on the horizon, facing off against the monk on the ancient boat.

Evil Earth turned his head to look at Sheng Le. Even from a great distance, those yellow eyes possessed a chilling, sinister quality. When he spoke, his voice reverberated for miles around.

"I think it's time to put an end to this."

Evil energy gathered, the heavens and earth trembled, and a demonic body slowly broke free from the Ghost Sheep Feeding Cauldron in his hand. Its head resembled a grave sheep, and its four limbs were formed and bound by bronze chains that extended into the void.

Those yellow eyes shone like lamplight, faintly glowing, startling all the cultivators present.

Even the monk on the ancient boat showed some surprise in his eyes and said solemnly:
"Grave sheep."

Evil Earth ignored it and instead looked at the demonic body of the grave sheep. He activated the [Ghost Sheep Feeding Cauldron] in his hand again, and gusts of yellow wind instantly rose between heaven and earth, shaking the sun and moon and obscuring mountains and rivers.

The entire Shengle area and even the Yinshan Mountains were covered by sandstorms, making it impossible for spiritual awareness to perceive and difficult to communicate with the five senses.

in the city.

A gust of evil wind and the demonic light of water swept in, reaching Xu Xuan. He remained unmoved, merely drawing his sword. Even when facing the combined attack of two demonic figures, he was confident.

Silver lightning struck down, illuminating the heavens and earth. Dan Ting's sword pierced straight through a monstrous corpse, but the killing showed no sign of stopping. He stepped forward, letting the longsword pierce through his body, and two gold-plated long blades slashed at him.

Xu Xuan's figure suddenly changed, transforming into a moon pool to avoid the killing intent.

The surrounding sandstorms blocked the cultivators' aid, but Guang Chan, who was closest to him, had already reacted and urged the wooden dragon to block Zhi Xi from another location.

However, this magical treasure, which he used to be able to control at will, paused for a moment, missed its opportunity, and Guang Chan watched helplessly as Zhi Xi attacked Xu Xuan who was standing to the side.

"Beware!"

He roared, and the green leaves overlapped, trying to block the demonic form, but Zhixi's body turned into white fat in an instant and squeezed out through a gap.

Water is good at escaping; it is water that is hidden underground. Right now, Zhixi has escaped using her supernatural powers and has already reached Xu Xuan.

Time was short; the war machine created by the bad soil lasted only a moment. Zhi Xi had already entangled with him again, her body seemingly melting as she clung to Xu Xuan.

The silver lightning surged, bombarding the demonic energy, but the opponent still wouldn't let go. Xu Xuan parried the killing intent while summoning his armor, trying to separate Zhi Xi from the demon.

"Didn't you want to cultivate supernatural powers? I'll help you."

Zhixi lowered her head, leaned close to Xu Xuan's ear, and spoke softly, with a deep, bewitching quality.

(End of this chapter)