The Demon Lord of All Forms

"Don't kill me..." the woman's voice trembled.

Yun Weiyang remained silent.

A flash of sword light.

The white-clad woman's head flew off, blood gushing from her neck. Her beautiful head tumbled in the air before landing on the ground, transforming into a blood-stained fox head.

Yun Weiyang bent down and placed her right hand on the fox's head.

The soul was devoured, and the true essence of martial arts was absorbed.

With his eyes closed, Yun Weiyang felt nearly two hundred martial arts essences within his body. These essences collapsed and were refined by his newly awakened divine power, transforming into a wondrous and ever-changing force.

Yun Weiyang opened her eyes and took out the True Inheritance Token from the Dao Embryo Cave Heaven. The nine-story black pagoda pattern on the token glowed slightly under the starlight.

Infused with demonic energy, the token shone brightly, and a beam of light shot into the sky from the token, tearing apart the sky of the Azure Realm.

Yun Weiyang took one last look at the Canghuang Realm.

The mountains and rivers are picturesque, the earth is vast and boundless, and the Milky Way flows slowly across the sky.

Thank you for your hospitality.

With a flash of light, Yun Weiyang left the Canghuang Realm.

When Yun Weiyang returned to the Nine Netherworld Sect, the stars on the dome of the Ninefold Netherworld were still there, and the starlight shone on the dark palace complex, coating everything with a layer of cold silver-white.

After passing through several doors and walking along a long corridor, Yun Weiyang stopped in front of Li Qinghe's residence.

The door was not closed. Li Qinghe was sitting on a futon, the Seven Kill Sword lying across her knees. Her cold face flickered in the candlelight. She looked up at Yun Weiyang, and a hint of surprise flashed in her eyes.

"You've refined your spirit." Li Qinghe's voice was calm, but there was a hint of surprise in her tone. "The spiritual energy in the Azure Realm is thin. You've only been there a short time, and you've already broken through so quickly?"

Yun Weiyang sat down on the futon opposite Li Qinghe and smiled: "You've gained quite a bit, and you even got rid of a traitor for the sect."

Then Yun Weiyang briefly recounted Zhang Lengshan's story, from the white-haired old Taoist bestowing the "Tianmang Cave Observation" to his evil deeds of devouring Grandmasters in the Canghuang Realm, and finally to his death at her hands. She finished the story in just a few words.

Li Qinghe remained expressionless after hearing this. She had no recollection of the name Zhang Lengshan. The Nine Nether Sect had countless inner and outer disciples, and the death of one outer disciple was like a drop of water in the ocean, not worth caring about at all.

Looking at Yun Weiyang, Li Qinghe asked a question: "Zhang Lengshan operated in the Canghuang Realm for 120 years, devouring the martial arts essence of so many grandmasters. Was he killed by you so easily?"

Yun Weiyang smiled faintly and said, "Zhang Lengshan is a good-for-nothing, but I am different."

Before she finished speaking, Li Qinghe looked at Yun Weiyang and pointed her sword finger. An invisible, sharp aura, extremely fast, pierced straight at Yun Weiyang's brow. This finger strike came without any warning, and even a cultivator at the Refining Spirit Realm might not be able to react in time.

But Yun Weiyang's smile remained unchanged. She raised her right index and middle fingers together and slashed out with the White Dragon Sky-Piercing Sword.

A snow-white dragon-shaped sword light soared up, baring its fangs and claws, its scales and claws clearly defined, blocking the sword light emanating from Li Qinghe's sword finger three feet away.

Li Qinghe remained expressionless as he continued to strike with his sword. The crimson sword light at his fingertips suddenly surged, tearing the white dragon in two from head to tail like a crimson thread.

The shattered sword light dissipated into countless specks of light, but at this moment, Yun Weiyang's left hand had already moved. With her five fingers spread open and a gentle pull, an invisible force suddenly acted on Li Qinghe's wrist, abruptly pulling back the momentum of her sword finger, as if an invisible hand had grasped the edge of Li Qinghe's sword and guided it to the side.

Li Qinghe raised an eyebrow, and a flash of sword light appeared around her. The invisible force was severed by the sharp sword intent, but that momentary delay was enough.

Yun Weiyang's figure drifted backward like a falling leaf, creating a distance of several feet between her and Li Qinghe.

Watching Yun Weiyang disappear into the distance, Li Qinghe gave her no chance to catch her breath. Her sword finger fell again, and a blood-red sword light flew out from her fingertip, leaving a thin bloodstain in the air as it slashed towards Yun Weiyang's chest.

But the sword light passed through Yun Weiyang's body without encountering any resistance, without any blood or wounds, as if Yun Weiyang was just a phantom or a cloud of mist.

Yun Weiyang's figure twisted slightly the moment the sword light passed through, then solidified again, her smile unchanged.

This is a movement technique he extracted from hundreds of martial arts essences in the Canghuang Realm, called "Cicada Molting". It uses the shock of blood and qi to escape the opponent's attack range at the last minute. With the help of the demonic energy of the "Demon Seal Scripture", it can even avoid the sword light of the Refining God Realm.

Li Qinghe withdrew his sword finger, looked at Yun Weiyang, remained silent for a moment, and then asked, "After completing the Refinement of Spirit, a cultivator's primordial spirit can combine with the profound techniques they cultivate to evolve one or two divine abilities. This is the mark of a cultivator in the Refinement of Spirit realm. How many divine abilities have you mastered now?"

Yun Weiyang lowered her head and pondered for a moment, then raised her head and said with a smile, "Probably one or two hundred supernatural abilities."

Li Qinghe's pupils suddenly contracted, and the sword light surrounding him was momentarily uncontrollable, emitting a faint buzzing sound.

Staring at Yun Weiyang, Li Qinghe's voice was filled with disbelief: "You used the 'Demon Seal Scripture' to replicate other people's Divine Refinement abilities?"

Without waiting for Yun Weiyang's reply, Li Qinghe grabbed Yun Weiyang's wrist, and a sharp sword light surged from her palm, directly merging into Yun Weiyang's body and rushing straight to her primordial spirit along her meridians.

The sword light circled Yun Weiyang's body, probing the state of her primordial spirit. However, the scene of being riddled with holes and fragmented as Li Qinghe had anticipated did not appear. Yun Weiyang's primordial spirit was powerful and pure, like a piece of glass that had been repeatedly hammered and refined, without the slightest trace of damage. Hundreds of divine refining abilities coexisted harmoniously within Yun Weiyang's primordial spirit, operating independently without interfering with each other, as if they were originally one.

Li Qinghe loosened Yun Weiyang's wrist, her brows furrowed. The supernatural abilities of the Refining Spirit realm represent the unique attributes of each person. They are unique methods born from the fusion of the primordial spirit and profound skills. Perhaps some people can master the Refining Spirit supernatural abilities of others through special means, but it is impossible to master hundreds of them. That would inevitably lead to different Refining Spirit true meanings conflicting and tearing each other apart, ultimately tearing the primordial spirit into pieces.

Looking at Yun Weiyang, Li Qinghe asked, "How did you do that?"

Yun Weiyang didn't explain, but just smiled and said, "Maybe I'm a genius."

Li Qinghe glanced at Yun Weiyang but didn't ask any more questions. In fact, after Yun Weiyang successfully mastered the two supernatural powers of "I am not myself" and "You are not myself", she, Nong Tingshi, and even Yan Qihui had all noticed that something was wrong with Yun Weiyang.

The cultivation of the "Demon Seal Scripture" is extremely difficult. Over the past few hundred years, very few people in the Nine Nether Sect have been able to enter the field, and even fewer have been able to master two of its supernatural powers. However, Yun Weiyang seems to have no bottlenecks or obstacles and has progressed smoothly, as if this demonic technique was created specifically for him.