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Chapter 223 Demonic Soldier Soul-Devouring Spear, Myriad Transformation Corpse Puppet (10,000 words)
Near the ancient tombs of Qingyang Mountain.

In the vast forest, even the air seemed to have become scarce.

Martial artists from all sides gathered at the ancient tomb, and the Yuan energy they released converged into a spring that spread in all directions.

The chatter rose and fell, but everyone's eyes remained fixed on the small cave entrance of the ancient tomb, their gazes filled with longing.

Rumble.

Suddenly, a tremor came from the ground, and everyone's expressions immediately became solemn.

The ancient tomb has been opened!

Someone exclaimed in surprise, staring nervously at the ancient tomb, their mind and body prepared, eager to try.

"It's not open, it's... people from the Spirit Demon Sect!" A commotion arose from the crowd.

The next moment, the congested crowd suddenly parted to create a wide road, and a violent and ferocious aura instantly spread out.

Everyone was startled, and then looked in the direction of the sound, only to see a large shadow looming over the end of the road.

The leader was a man in black, with a gentle appearance and sharp eyes. Even from a distance, everyone could feel the extraordinary aura of the man in black.

What truly caught the eye was a two-meter-tall ape following closely beside him. The ape was entirely black except for its eyebrows and the top of its head, which were adorned with dazzling gold. It was robust and moved slowly, creating gusts of wind as it walked, and its every breath revealed a sense of immense power.

The commotion just now was made by the Golden-browed Ape.

"With a golden brow and golden feathers on his head, this is the true beast, the Purple-Gold Spirit Ape. This person is Wu Xingyun of the Spirit Demon Sect!"

A sharp-eyed person recognized the man in black, causing quite a stir in the crowd.

Wu Xingyun was an outstanding disciple of the Spirit Demon Sect. He was renowned for his true beast, the Purple-Gold Spirit Ape, and made a name for himself throughout the Holy Yuan Kingdom.

Unexpectedly, the Yuan Shi Tu (元势图) has attracted him as well.

The Spirit Demon Sect cultivates the True Beast Technique within the Refining Heaven Martial Arts. They use their blood and qi to nourish exotic beasts, transforming them into true beasts and strengthening themselves.

Wu Xingyun reached the Gathering Yuan Realm before the age of fifty and cultivated an extremely terrifying true beast, the Purple-Gold Spirit Ape, which can be described as having amazing talent.

True beasts are equivalent to primordial demons.

Thanks to the immortality of true beasts, even martial artists at the power level and magical demons are quite wary of them.

"Wu Xingyun, this is a place fought over by Yuanli martial artists. What are you doing here, a Refining Heaven martial artist?"

Just as everyone was filled with surprise and doubt, a discordant voice suddenly rang out, causing everyone's expression to change.

Who is so audacious as to provoke Wu Xingyun?
Before anyone could react, the ground suddenly began to shake violently, producing a rhythmic rumbling sound.

Wu Xingyun remained motionless, his gaze deep and unfathomable, sweeping past the many figures before settling at the edge of his vision.

There, a blinding, cold light shot out, and wherever it passed, swathes of trees crashed down, kicking up clouds of dead leaves and dust.

A cold glint flashed out from the hazy distance, followed closely by a blurry figure.

Upon seeing this figure, Wu Xingyun's expression changed slightly, and he murmured, "Wu Yue!"

Everyone quickly recognized the figure as Wu Yue from the Sword and Saber Sect.

Wu Yue moved with incredible speed, each step leaving a trail of cold light as he soared through the air, arriving at the outer perimeter of the ancient tomb in no time.

The cold light emanated a chilling aura, forcefully creating a clear space in the crowded area below.

As Wu Yue landed, the cold light instantly transformed into a beam of light and entered his body.

“Wu Yue, this matter has nothing to do with our Spirit Demon Sect, and what does it have to do with your Sword and Saber Sect?” Wu Xingyun said coldly.

The Sword and Blade Sect does not cultivate Yuan Power Martial Arts, but Yuan Embryo Martial Arts. The cold light just now was Wu Yue's sword embryo.

“The Yuan Shi Diagram will also be of help to me,” Wu Yue replied coldly.

After hearing this, Wu Xingyun said, "The same applies to me."

As soon as they finished speaking, their expressions suddenly changed, and they both looked towards the distance.

An extremely hot ball of light hovered in the air and hurtled towards them at high speed. Even before it landed, it caused a stir among the people in all directions.

"I see you really want to find Master Wanhua, why bother with such a high-sounding excuse?"

A disdainful voice rang out from within the ball of light.

The next moment, the ball of light landed, and a figure appeared. A crimson figure stepped out of the ball of light, with a gentle smile on his face, but his eyes were as cold as knives.

"He Hai from the Ziyang Sect." The two recognized the person's identity.

Ignoring the crowd's surprise, He Hai addressed the air, saying, "Everyone has shown themselves. Are the people from Shangyuan Palace still planning to hide?"

As soon as the words were spoken, everyone felt an abyss-like pressure descend upon them, and even the circulation of their Yuan energy became somewhat sluggish.

Looking up, a massive mountain had seemingly fallen from the sky, blocking out the light.

The mountains cast long shadows, making the sky appear somewhat darker.

Just as it was about to land, the mountain suddenly shrank rapidly, and a figure fell with it.

"Shangyuan Palace, Sword Sect, Ziyang Sect, and Spirit Demon Sect, the four top forces near Qingyang City have all arrived."

As the people from Shangyuan Palace arrived at the ancient tomb, a detached voice rang out from a distant mountain.

"Purple Lion, Blood Tiger, make your move." The voice rang out again, filled with endless coldness.

Upon receiving the order, the Purple Lion and Blood Tiger quickly responded, "Yes, Brother Heavenly Python."

As the words fell, the ancient tomb trembled violently, and thick black mist surged out, instantly enveloping the entire Qingyang Mountain.

"what happened?"

"Oh no, this is demonic mist! Get out of here quickly!"

"I can't live without it."

"Don't kill me, ah..."

Screams and sounds of killing mingled together, churning in the black mist, but quickly dissipating.

"What's going on outside?"

Inside the secret passage, several tremors brought faint noises, which aroused Su Chen and Zu Peng's suspicions.

Zu Peng shook his head, no longer thinking about it, and said, "We'll be there soon."

The two continued deeper into the secret passage.

After walking for a short while, Zu Peng suddenly stopped. Su Chen took a closer look and his gaze sharpened.

The secret passage ahead was blocked by mud.

"It must have been the commotion just now that blocked the secret passage," Zu Peng said after thinking for a moment.

Fortunately, the passage wasn't too badly blocked. Zu Peng used his Yuan Power to separate the soil from the passage, quickly creating a narrow path.

"Let's go." After doing all this, Zu Peng smiled at Su Chen.

Su Chen nodded and followed closely behind.

The secret passage had collapsed for over a hundred meters. Zu Peng used his Yuan Power to clear the way ahead as he walked.

"Let me give it a try." Seeing that his speed was getting slower and slower, Su Chen couldn't help but speak up.

Zu Peng nodded upon hearing this: "Okay."

He stepped back, and Su Chen stepped forward, spreading his arms wide. Instantly, a surge of Yuan energy spread from his arms, like peeling a grapefruit, squeezing out the mud and rocks in front of him.

"Brother Yang, your Yuan energy is so powerful!"

As Su Chen cleared the way, Zu Peng secretly clicked his tongue in amazement at the depth of Su Chen's Yuan power.

Which way should we go now?

After passing through the collapsed dark passage, a crossroads suddenly appeared ahead, and Su Chen stopped and asked.

"This way," Zu Peng said, pointing to the right as if nothing was amiss.

The two continued forward, and the noise from the outside grew louder and louder, giving the impression that the secret passage was about to collapse.

"arrive!"

At the end of the secret passage was a stone door. Zu Peng opened the stone door with ease, and inside was a secret room.

"What is this?" Su Chen walked through the stone gate and looked at the coffin in the middle.

Zu Peng said, "This is my grandfather's real coffin, and the Yuan Shi Tu is inside it."

"Huh?" Su Chen exclaimed in surprise.

Zu Peng quickly explained, "I prepared two coffins for my grandfather. The outer one was to cover up the truth."

"You've really thought of everything!" Su Chen praised.

Upon hearing this, Zu Peng grinned, then stepped forward, preparing to open the coffin and retrieve the Yuan Shi Diagram.

"what happened?"

Suddenly, Su Chen saw Zu Peng's expression change and stepped forward to ask.

“Someone has been to the stone chamber!” Zu Peng’s face was grim and slightly uneasy. “There are signs that the coffin has been opened.”

As if to confirm his guess, Zu Peng quickly opened the coffin.

Both of them were shocked when they saw what was inside the coffin.

"My grandfather is missing!" Zu Peng exclaimed in grief and indignation. "Damn it, which bastard stole my grandfather's body?"

He had specially prepared two coffins, and even placed the one that actually contained Zu Chong's body in the stone chamber, but he never expected it to turn out like this.

Su Chen stood silently to the side, a vague sense of unease rising in his heart.

Sure enough, not long after, Zu Peng's slightly apologetic voice rang out: "I'm sorry, Brother Yang, the Yuan Shi Tu is also missing."

The anger in his eyes was almost overflowing.

He did not place the Yuan Shi Tu on Zu Chong's body, but instead placed it in a hidden compartment of the coffin.

Now not only has the corpse disappeared, but even the Yuan Shi diagram in the hidden compartment has vanished.

"Who exactly is it?" Zu Peng's face was as black as ink, and he exuded a strong killing intent.

Rumble.

Just then, the secret passage suddenly shook. Sensing something was wrong, Su Chen quickly said, "Zu Peng, hurry, the secret passage is about to collapse."

The violent shaking caused dust to fall from the top of the stone chamber, and the outer passage collapsed rapidly, with large chunks of soil falling down.

Zu Peng quickly realized what was happening and nodded, saying, "Let's go!"

However, at that moment, an even more violent tremor followed, and dust fell like a dense rain.

Su Chen's expression changed slightly, and he leaped to Zu Peng's side.

Seeing that the secret passage was about to collapse, Su Chen gritted his teeth and frantically circulated the Yuan energy within his body.

The next moment, like a torrent pouring out from his body, it spread all the way to the outside of the secret passage, supporting the broken secret passage and laying out a secret passage of Yuan energy that was nearly a thousand meters long.

Zu Peng was horrified by what he saw and stood there dumbfounded. How much Yuan Power must have been used to squeeze out such a long Yuan Power channel?

That's absolutely unbelievable!

"Even Grandpa couldn't match such skill, could he?"

Zu Peng subconsciously compared Su Chen with Wan Hua Shangren, arriving at an almost absurd conclusion.

It should be noted that although Master Wanhua is at the Gathering Yuan Realm, he has been accumulating power at this level for a very long time, and his Yuan Power is undeniably abundant.

Even so, Zu Peng did not believe that Master Wanhua could achieve the same level as Su Chen.

What shocked him even more was Su Chen's speed of Yuan Power. In less than ten breaths, Su Chen extended a channel through Yuan Power.

Such a speed of operation is something that even the most outstanding talents often mentioned by Wan Hua Shangren do not possess, let alone him.

Ignoring the stunned Zu Peng, Su Chen enveloped their bodies with his Yuan Power and unleashed the fastest speed he had ever achieved.

The two transformed into a streak of light and leaped out. The secret passage that had taken them so long to enter took them less than the time it takes to drink half a cup of tea to exit.

"It's finally out."

After exiting the secret passage, the passage, now devoid of Yuan energy, quickly collapsed, burying everything.

Zu Peng stood there gazing into the distance, a look of sadness in his eyes.

He was quickly replaced by anger, and became increasingly furious, wishing he could find the person who stole his grandfather's body and tear him to pieces.

"Let's get out of here first."

Su Chen looked towards the location of Qingyang Mountain, where black mist filled half the sky, seemingly indicating the outbreak of an earth-shattering battle.

“Brother Yang, you should go back first.” Zu Peng refused, gazing at Qingyang Mountain. “I can feel that my grandfather’s body is there. I plan to go and take a look.”

"Then I'll go with you," Su Chen said after thinking for a moment.

Upon hearing this, Zu Peng glanced at Su Chen in surprise, then nodded and said, "Okay!"

The two concealed their presence, and the closer they got to Qingyang Mountain, the more they felt a sense of unease.

"It's evil spirit!"

Upon arriving at the Qingyang Mountain area, Su Chen's expression suddenly changed. Having dealt with demons several times before, he quickly realized what was happening.

"How could a monster appear here?" Zu Peng asked solemnly.

A black mist shrouded the area outside Qingyang Mountain. Only upon entering Qingyang Mountain did one discover the terrifying demonic aura emanating from this black mist.

“Someone has sealed off the demon’s aura; there must be something strange going on here,” Su Chen said solemnly.

Amidst this chilling demonic aura, there was also a strong stench of blood, indicating that an astonishing battle was taking place inside.

"Yuan Shi Diagram!"

Suddenly, a sharp cry pierced through the black mist and resounded throughout.

"How could this be?" Zu Peng was stunned. How could the Yuan Shi Diagram appear here?

Su Chen also looked puzzled. Could it be that the one who stole the corpse of Master Wanhua was a demon?

The two exchanged a glance, both feeling a desire to go inside and find out what was going on.

Zu Peng was about to leave when Su Chen stopped him, shaking his head and saying, "Let's wait and see."

This black mist was too eerie; he worried that once the two of them went in, they wouldn't be able to get out.

Zu Peng hesitated for a moment, then finally nodded and said, "Okay."

On the other side of Qingyang Mountain, three figures stood, seemingly seeing the fierce battle inside through the thick black mist.

"Such a strong aura of blood! I'm afraid it won't be long before the demonic soldier absorbs enough martial arts essence to be born."

Blood Tiger took a light breath, and a faint scent of blood immediately entered his nasal cavity, making his body excited.

"Brother Tianmang really knows how to do things. He used the fabricated Yuan Shi Diagram to attract a large number of martial artists, then used the black mist to trap them, bewilder their minds, and make them kill each other. He used the martial artists' blood essence to forge demon weapons. Those people would never have imagined that we were the ones orchestrating all of this." Purple Lion's face also showed excitement.

The Yuan Shi Diagram is not very tempting for martial artists at the Yuan Shen realm, but it is incredibly tempting for those at lower realms.

Whether they had grasped the power of Yuan energy or not, martial artists couldn't help but covet it.

The vast majority of the martial artists who came this time were of this type.

Hearing his two brothers' compliments, Chaotian Mang's face didn't show much of a smile. He said indifferently, "It's a pity. If it weren't for the Nascent Soul Realm warriors, we wouldn't have needed to start in advance. There aren't many warriors here now. I'm actually a little worried about whether the Soul Devouring Spear can successfully perform the blood sacrifice with these warriors."

Purple Lion and Blood Tiger remained silent; a martial artist at the Nascent Soul realm was indeed an uncontrollable factor.

Although most martial artists at the Nascent Soul Realm are comprehending the true meaning of martial arts, there are also some martial artists at the Nascent Soul Realm who guard the four directions.

The reason for choosing Qingyang City was that there weren't many powerful forces nearby.

The Yuan Shi Diagram is not very attractive to martial artists at the Yuan Shen realm; even if they get the news, they may not be very interested.

But their lack of interest doesn't mean they won't participate; their incompetence doesn't mean their successors are useless.

The three demons of the Sky-Facing Python received news that major sects had already dispatched martial artists at the Nascent Soul realm, which was why they had activated the Blood Sacrifice Array ahead of schedule.

He thought that by leveraging the popularity of the True Meaning Secret Realm and his own actions, he wouldn't attract martial artists at the Nascent Soul Realm. Now it seems he miscalculated.

Now we can only leave it to fate and see if these warriors can ultimately be sacrificed to become demon soldiers.

"The disciples of these four major sects are truly formidable; they have managed to hold out for so long."

At this moment, the purple lion spoke, explaining that its demonic arts enhanced its eyesight, allowing it to penetrate the black mist and see what was happening inside.

"How is the situation inside?" Of those present, only Blood Tiger couldn't see clearly, and after hearing Purple Lion's words, he quickly asked.

Purple Lion laughed and said, "It's very intense. There were thousands of martial artists, but now there are less than a few hundred left, and they are still fighting each other."

The most powerful among them are the disciples of Shangyuan Palace, who have reached the Perfection of the Gathering Yuan Realm and seem to have comprehended the power of mountains.

Some martial artists were crushed into flesh and blood before they even got close, which actually benefited us. However, this person basically didn't take the initiative to attack, and I felt that he must have sensed our intentions. As he spoke, he looked at the Sky-Facing Python, a solemn expression crossing his face.

Chaotian Mang chuckled: "No doubt about it, this person must have realized our intentions. He is not making a move simply because he wants others to make a move, so that he can conserve his strength and wait until he has refined the demon weapon before making a move to seize it."

Unlike divine weapons, demonic weapons are called demonic weapons not only because their forging methods are cruel and evil, but also because they possess the characteristics of semi-divine weapons. They can be used without needing to recognize a master, and they are extremely powerful.

Of course, demonic weapons also have a flaw: they are extremely prone to devouring their master.

If a martial artist with an unsteady mind obtains a demon weapon, he will likely be devoured by it before long and become a killing machine.

"Heh, the people from Shangyuan Palace are all the same, not a single one of them is any good!" Blood Tiger sneered, making no attempt to hide his disgust.

The python and the purple lion chuckled softly, but remained silent.

Within the black mist, as the number of martial artists decreased, the sounds of slaughter not only did not cease, but instead seemed to escalate further.

In the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, the number of several hundred Yuanli martial artists has quickly dwindled to less than fifty.

A powerful aura of blood filled the sky above the ancient tomb, intertwining with the black mist and gradually turning the mist crimson.

Then, this dense blood energy transformed into pillars of airflow, pouring into the blood sacrifice array, where it was completely absorbed by a blood-red spear.

The colors on the spear became even more vibrant and eye-catching, and a faint sense of pressure emanated from it.

The first to notice the change in the spear was not the three demons of the Heavenly Python, but Yuan Qing, a disciple of Shangyuan Palace who only cared about his family's reputation.

"kill!"

Yuan Qing keenly sensed the spear's greed, and with a soft shout, he bared his fangs like a sleeping lion.

"what!"

Some martial artists who were close to Yuan Qing were caught off guard and lost their lives in a few screams.

"This is... a blood sacrifice demon soldier!"

When He Hai of the Ziyang Sect saw the blood-red light shooting into the sky, his pupils contracted.

"Yuan Qing, what are you doing?"

On the other side, Wu Xingyun's angry roar rang out. While he was fighting with the martial artist, Yuan Qing actually launched a sneak attack and killed one of his junior sisters.

Yuan Qing did not answer, but left behind a figure and turned to attack the other martial artists.

“Yuan Qing, you are a member of Shangyuan Palace, yet you sacrificed so many warriors for the demon soldiers.”

When Wu Yue of the Sword and Saber Sect saw the blood-red spear, he instantly realized what was happening and shouted loudly.

In his furious outburst, the Yin Sha Blade Embryo in his hand swiftly reaped the lives of several nearby martial artists.

"madness!"

Yuan Qing snorted coldly upon hearing their rebukes. These martial artists had absorbed a large amount of black mist and had long since lost their minds.

If he doesn't take action, is he just going to wait for them to turn around and kill him?
"Brother Tianmang, the Soul-Devouring Spear is about to succeed!"

Not far away, Zi Shi paid no attention to the infighting among Yuan Qing and the others; his vertical pupils were fixed on the blood-red spear.

When he sensed the divine power emanating from the blood-red spear, his face lit up with joy.

"Haha, this is beyond my expectations. I didn't expect it to be promoted to a mid-level divine weapon!" the Sky Python laughed.

A mid-level divine weapon can directly unleash the power of a divine weapon. If he obtains the Soul-Devouring Spear, his combat power will definitely reach a new level.

Even without transforming his demon core into a primordial spirit, he might still be able to become a demon general in the demon alliance and improve his status and treatment by relying on the Soul-Devouring Spear and demonic arts.

While the three demons of the Sky-Facing Python were all focused on the Soul-Devouring Spear, the black mist swirling above Qingyang Mountain gradually dissipated.

A vast power containing the aura of a divine weapon spread out without any obstruction. A large amount of blood energy entered the spear, making the aura of the divine weapon even more condensed. The people who were still fighting also stopped their movements and watched the amazing changes.

"A mid-level divine weapon." Wu Yue murmured, his eyes filled with joy, which was quickly replaced by greed.

If he obtains a mid-level divine weapon and it resonates with his own primordial spirit, he might be able to quickly comprehend the true meaning of martial arts after breaking through to the Martial Spirit Realm.

"Haha, my spirit ape is just missing a suitable weapon!" Wu Xingyun then spoke up, his eyes revealing undisguised covetousness.

Upon hearing his words, the Purple-Gold Spirit Ape thumped its chest in wild joy, making a deep, resounding sound.

Although He Hai and Yuan Qing did not speak, their aggressive gazes seemed to silently declare that the Soul-Devouring Spear rightfully belonged to them.

A brief silence fell over the field as the group, as if by prior arrangement, stood gazing intently at the Soul-Devouring Spear.

Tweet!
Just then, the Soul-Devouring Spear absorbed all the blood energy swirling in the air, and its divine weapon aura seemed to have reached saturation.

The faint oppressive aura permeating the forest gradually dissipated, and the crimson light on the gun handle suddenly condensed into a jet-black python. The python opened its huge mouth, breathing out bursts of blood energy, and with each breath, it also contracted and released the power of a divine weapon.

With each breath, the blood on the Soul-Devouring Spear became more vibrant, and the power of the divine weapon it released grew stronger, finally reaching its limit at a certain moment.

tread!
Upon seeing this, He Hai was the first to rush out, his body enveloped in blazing light, and charged straight toward the Soul-Devouring Spear.

"Who else but me is qualified to use this Soul-Devouring Spear?!"

Wu Yue snorted coldly, opened his mouth and spat out a ball of light. The Yin Sha Blade within the ball of light swelled in the wind, revealing its sharp edge.

Even faster than He Hai, Wu Yue's mind raced, and the Yin Sha Blade transformed into a beam of light, stirring up gusts of yin wind as it hurtled straight towards He Hai.

He Hai snorted coldly, turned around and threw a punch. Rolling Yuan Power instantly condensed into a giant fist, which crashed down like a mountain.

Just as the two were exchanging blows, a deafening roar rang out. It turned out that the Purple-Gold Spirit Ape let out a long howl and strode forward.

With a roar, the Purple-Gold Spirit Ape's body swelled up, transforming into a five-meter-tall ape, displaying ferocious power with every move.

Its hands were clenched into fists, like two giant iron hammers, breaking through the obstacles in front of it.

Under such a brutal and devastating offensive, Wu Xingyun became the first person to reach the center of the formation.

"Haha, you guys keep arguing. I'll just accept this divine weapon without any hesitation."

Wu Xingyun laughed loudly, reached out and grabbed, his Yuan Power forming a palm. Just as he was about to grab the Soul-Devouring Spear, an extremely terrifying light slammed down, causing the smile on his face to freeze. It seemed that if he didn't stop, the light could destroy his arm.

"Yuan Qing!" Wu Xingyun gritted his teeth, not expecting Yuan Qing to arrive just as success was within reach.

Yuan Qing's eyes turned cold as he unleashed his full power, displaying the aura befitting a master of the Great Perfection of the Force Realm. Yuan Power Mountain was inconspicuous among these mountains, not even a small hill, yet the power it exuded seemed to be unbearable even for the earth.

Wu Xingyun knew he was no match for him. With a thought, the purple-gold spirit ape behind him let out a low roar and burst out with astonishing speed. In just one step, it covered more than a hundred meters and arrived in front of Wu Xingyun. Then, it raised its hands high, and a terrifying power extended from its body to its arms, causing the air to vibrate.

boom!
The terrifying impact sounded like thunder, and visible ripples of Yuan energy spread rapidly from the point of impact, covering an area of ​​hundreds of meters in the blink of an eye, leveling all the tall trees.

Roar!
Beneath the mountain, a furious roar echoed to the sky. The purple-gold spirit ape's fur stood on end, its legs caved in a meter deep, and deep, spiderweb-like ravines appeared where its feet stood. Its massive body was bent into an exaggerated arc, yet it still did not fall.

Upon witnessing this scene, both those present and the three demonic dragons watching from afar were horrified.

"Is this the demeanor of a disciple from a top sect?"

Su Chen, who was observing from the shadows, also showed a hint of surprise in his eyes.

"Compared to my grandfather, he's still a bit lacking!" Zu Peng suddenly commented with an air of seriousness.

Su Chen: "...!"

“Brother Yang, this spear is quite nice. Shall we go over and join in the fun?” Zu Peng asked, changing the subject.

Su Chen thought for a moment and said, "Let's see if there's a chance to talk about it later."

With the four sides locked in a chaotic battle, all eyes are on the Soul-Devouring Spear, so it won't be easy to fish in troubled waters.

"Brother Yang, look!"

Just as Su Chen was preparing to return to the battlefield, Zu Peng suddenly pointed ahead and exclaimed in surprise.

"Those are three demons." Su Chen looked in the direction of the voice and quickly spotted the three demons, the Sky-Facing Pythons, who were rushing over.

Zu Peng quickly realized something: "Oh no, they're trying to steal the divine weapon."

Before long, the three demonic creatures, the Sky-Facing Python, concealed their presence and moved with incredible speed. As if they had been prepared, they quickly appeared within the formation.

"Hehe, everyone, stop arguing. My things aren't so easy to take."

The Heavenly Python chuckled and stretched out a claw. A peculiar elemental force detached from its hand and landed on the Soul-Devouring Spear.

The Soul-Devouring Spear trembled slightly as if sensing a loved one, and then with a whoosh, it soared into the air and flew towards the Sky-Facing Python.

"So it was a monster like you who was sacrificing blood to warriors to forge divine weapons!" Upon seeing this, Yuan Qing immediately understood that the Soul-Devouring Spear in front of him was forged by this person, which was why it obeyed the command immediately. Although it had not recognized a master, it was only a matter of time before it became a master due to this connection.

"A mere demon dares to appear within the territory of the Holy Yuan Kingdom? I think you're courting death. Today, I, Wu Yue, will not only kill you, but also take your divine weapon!" Wu Yue pointed his blade at the Heavenly Python, his face as cold as frost, his eyes as sharp as iron.

"Just you guys?" The Heavenly Python, wielding the Soul-Devouring Spear, sneered, then leaped out without hesitation.

"Go away!"

Yuan Qing and the other three shouted in unison, transforming into four streams of light that shot out.

Without any unnecessary words, the four of them acted simultaneously, as agreed upon by prioritization.

A more magnificent Yuanli mountain, even larger than before, was formed from Yuan Qing's hands, its immense power and grandeur fully revealed at this moment.

Wu Yue let out a cold shout, and the Yin Sha Blade Embryo transformed into the sharpest weapon, wielding it with unparalleled power.

Sensing its master's rage, the Purple-Gold Spirit Ape roared to the sky, its body hard as iron, unleashing a torrent of violent power that seemed almost tangible.

He Hai's arm trembled slightly as a setting sun rose, its momentum of chasing the sun no less powerful than that of a mountain.

Seeing that the four of them were going all out from the start, the three of them, including Chaotianmang, no longer held back their strength.

As the Heavenly Python Spear swept across, a power different from Yuan energy poured out, and a faint black mist instantly enveloped the entire body, while the Soul-Devouring Spear resounded incessantly.

The purple lion's eyes flickered, quickly filling with purple light, exuding a majestic aura, and an eerie power brewed within its pupils.

Although Blood Tiger had the weakest aura, he was full of confidence. His fur swirled in the breeze, and being surrounded by the breeze made him fearless of anyone.

Needless to say, a great battle is about to break out.

"Zu Peng, have you seen your grandfather's body?"

After observing for a moment, Su Chen looked at Zu Peng and asked.

Now only a few martial artists remain on the field, and he has yet to find the body of Master Wanhua.

“No,” Zu Peng shook his head, looking puzzled.

He was also curious, because although he sensed that Master Wanhua was nearby, he had not found him after watching for so long.

"Could they have already left?" Su Chen wondered.

Zu Peng shook his head: "I have a special connection with my grandfather. If we leave, I will be able to feel it even more."

He paused, then a glint of light flashed in his eyes: "The fact that my grandfather's body hasn't been found can only mean that there are other people hiding on Qingyang Mountain."

other people?
Su Chen was taken aback upon hearing this, then released his senses but did not detect any unusual aura.

The fierce battle ahead caused the atmosphere to become chaotic within a radius of a thousand meters, making even Su Chen's perception inaccurate.

After a long while, he withdrew his gaze and focused it back on the two sides engaged in the battle.

With the Soul-Devouring Spear, the Sky-Facing Python was incredibly powerful, single-handedly holding off the combined attacks of Yuan Qing and He Hai.

Purple Lion used his strange pupil technique to fight against Black Star Cloud. Although the Purple Gold Spirit Ape's physique was powerful, it had great limitations.

If it weren't for Wu Xingyun's manipulation, he wouldn't have been able to stop the Purple Lion's eye technique at all.

Even so, Wu Xingyun had a very difficult time resisting, and in a short while, he had several injuries on his body.

In comparison, Blood Tiger was the most relaxed of the three. Although Wu Yue's Yuan Tai sword technique was fierce, it was not as fast as his.

Every time Wu Yue's Yin Sha Blade was about to strike, Blood Tiger was able to react in time and dodge it.

boom!
A crisp metallic clang instantly caught the attention of Su Chen and Zu Peng. Upon closer inspection, they were startled.

A terrifying sonic boom erupted from the battlefield where Yuan Qing and the Chaotian Python were located.

The Heavenly Python seemed to have suffered a great loss at the hands of Yuan Qing and He Hai. As it flew backward, the Soul-Devouring Spear in its hand also fell to the ground.

Upon witnessing this scene, Yuan Qing and his three companions disregarded everything else and each exerted their fastest speed, striving to be the first to seize the Soul-Devouring Spear.

"Brother Yang."

When Zu Peng saw the Soul-Devouring Spear running towards them, he was tempted and was about to snatch it when Su Chen stopped him.

Su Chen vaguely sensed a dangerous aura, like a lurking beast ready to pounce.

In the next instant, this dangerous aura seemed to abandon its concealment, revealing a terrifying power.

Sudden changes occur.

Before the Soul-Devouring Spear could land, an explosion suddenly erupted from the ground, sending up a long mud dragon.

Within the mud dragon, a ghostly figure flickered, charging straight up at incredible speed, and snatched the Soul-Devouring Spear right before everyone's eyes.

The Soul-Devouring Spear showed a strong tendency to resist upon being acquired, but it was quickly suppressed.

As the mud dragon landed, everyone finally saw the face of the person who had made the move.

The man was dressed in a yellow long robe, of medium build, with thin, dry lips that gave him a somewhat mean look. At this moment, a smile appeared on his lips.

"Today is truly my day!" the man in yellow chuckled, his voice brimming with excitement.

The python's gaze darkened, and it coldly demanded, "And who are you?"

As the man in yellow seized the Soul-Devouring Spear, both humans and demons turned towards the spear and surrounded him.

Each person exuded a cold and sharp aura, showing a tendency to start a fight at the slightest provocation.

“Naturally, it belongs to the owner of this spear,” the man in yellow said with a smile.

Upon hearing this, the Heavenly Python's eyes turned cold, and with a swift movement, it charged towards the man in yellow.

This guy actually stole the Soul-Devouring Spear right in front of him; he deserves to die.

"on!"

The Heavenly Python's attack was like lighting a fuse, and everyone else followed suit.

Despite being surrounded by the crowd, the man in yellow showed no fear whatsoever; instead, he shook his head and gave a disdainful smile.

"You think you can bully the few with the many? Let me tell you a lesson: no matter how many of you there are, you can't defeat a true powerhouse!"

As soon as the words fell, the attackers were all startled, and a ghostly figure suddenly appeared in their sight.

Beside the man in yellow, an old man appeared out of nowhere.

His face was pale, devoid of any color, and his eyes were a deathly gray, making him look completely unlike a living person.

"Let them see what you're capable of!" After saying this, the man in yellow took a half step back, leaving space for the old man.

Upon hearing this, the old man mechanically raised his hand, and as he did so, a terrifying aura suddenly arose.

No, not just one, but two, three... a full ten completely different forces of energy exploded out of thin air!
"what?"

"grandfather!"

Upon seeing this, Su Chen's pupils narrowed slightly, shocked by the terrifying power of the old man's Yuan energy.

However, the next second, he heard Zu Peng's voice, uttering a title that surprised him.

grandfather?

This old man is Zu Peng's grandfather, so does that mean he is Master Wan Hua?

Zu Peng stared ahead with a complex expression, his gaze shifting back and forth between the man in yellow and the old man.

"So it was you, you bastard, who stole my grandfather's body!"

Seeing Wan Hua Shangren in such a state, Zu Peng's anger erupted like a volcano, and a chilling killing intent surged forth.

If Su Chen hadn't stopped him, he probably would have directly attacked and killed the man in yellow.

"Don't get agitated. Everyone is targeting him right now. He won't last long," Su Chen advised.

Zu Peng was only at the peak of the Gathering Yuan realm and had not comprehended the power of Yuan energy. In a battle among a group of martial artists at the Power Realm or those with comparable strength, he would undoubtedly be at the bottom. If he rushed out, he would probably be crushed by the remaining force of the others before he could even kill the man in yellow.

"Fine!" Zu Peng gritted his teeth, staring fiercely at the man in yellow, waiting for his chance.

Su Chen continued to look at the battlefield, his eyes showing a hint of surprise as he watched Zu Chong display his great power.

With just one person, he managed to suppress the attacks of Yuan Qing and the other three demons. Even Su Chen felt a chill run down his spine at such a display of strength.

"Zu Peng, what realm was your grandfather at when he was alive?" Su Chen pursed his lips and asked curiously.

Zu Peng replied, "He has mastered the power of a thousand kinds of Yuan Power to perfection. He can unleash them all in a single breath. It's just a pity that my grandfather's Xuan Meridian was damaged because of those bastards in Shangyuan Palace, and his martial arts came to an end. Otherwise, with my grandfather's talent, he would definitely have been able to break through to the Yuan Shen realm of martial arts. Once he comprehended the true meaning of martial arts, no one in the same level would be able to defeat him!"

"Now he is unmatched among those of the same level!" Su Chen exclaimed inwardly. It was already astonishing to have comprehended a thousand kinds of Yuan Power, but Wan Hua Shangren had comprehended all of them to the extreme, and the combat power he displayed was extremely terrifying.

Even if it meant his death, he single-handedly took on seven opponents; that was truly terrifying!
"By the way, your grandfather is so fierce, why are you... so cautious?"

Su Chen wanted to ask why he was so afraid of death when his grandfather was so fierce, but after thinking about it, he decided to be more tactful.

Zu Peng looked embarrassed and didn't know how to answer, so he changed the subject and said, "Since my grandfather's body was stolen by him, then the Yuan Shi Tu must be on this person."

Upon hearing this, Su Chen narrowed his eyes, and his gaze toward the man in yellow suddenly became unusually deep.

(End of this chapter)