Nine Transformations of the True Spirit.

The grand formation meticulously arranged by the great cultivator, its powerful sealing force, and the earth's heavy energy could not withstand this seemingly insignificant kick.

Spiderweb-like cracks appeared beneath Chen Yuan's feet, spreading in all directions at a visible speed.

These cracks, which were initially as thin as hair, expanded in an instant into ravines several meters wide, as if thousands of sharp blades had slashed across them in a flash.

Countless millstone-sized rocks rolled and collapsed, cutting off the waterfall and turning into a torrential rain that fell from the sky, creating a misty spray.

Towering trees were uprooted and torn to pieces by the violent shockwave.

The once bright yellow pagoda phantom that shrouded the mountain peak shattered like fragile glass, turning into specks of light that dissipated into the dust.

The eighty-one array flags that were attached to Falling Star Peak vanished in an instant, the array plate in the hands of Master Jiuyuan shattered, and the eight top-grade earth spirit stones turned to dust at the same time.

A trickle of blood escaped from the corner of the great cultivator's mouth as he retreated rapidly.

Master Yuan Ting, Shen Jibai, and Zhang Xuancang all changed their expressions drastically and hurriedly used their escape lights to avoid the swirling dust in front of them, their faces filled with disbelief.

A cold glint flashed in Shen Jibai's eyes. He pointed his finger, and the black flying sword let out a low hum, like a venomous snake hissing as it pounces on its prey. It transformed into a black streak of light and shot into the smoke and dust.

But upon seeing the black longsword, Shen Jibai's expression changed drastically, and the black flying sword disappeared without a trace, failing to stir up even the slightest wave.

Suddenly, a gust of wind rose out of nowhere, like a giant hand sweeping across, blowing away all the smoke and dust and suppressing it completely.

Chen Yuan's figure appeared, his white robe spotless, fluttering in the raging air currents.

He slowly raised his head, his gaze like lightning, piercing through the lingering smoke and dust, reaching the very depths of the three men's souls.

Falling Star Peak has disappeared, and endless dust falls downwards, seemingly not daring to disturb him in the slightest.

His tall, slender figure seemed to connect heaven and earth, as majestic and imposing as a mountain range, inspiring a sense of awe in those around him.

All four eyes were focused on Chen Yuan's right hand, where he held the black flying sword tightly. It struggled, twisted, and trembled, but could not break free even slightly, leaving only a few white marks on his palm.

"This is impossible……"

Shen Jibai's pupils contracted. This was a top-tier magic weapon. Even high-ranking demon generals of the eight royal clans would not be able to block the black flying sword with their bare hands and remain unharmed.

He gritted his teeth, raised his hand and formed a hand seal. A flash of light appeared on the black flying sword, from which emerged the phantom of a giant black python with blood-red pupils. It was clearly the demonic soul of a blood-eyed spirit snake, which suddenly bit at Chen Yuan's right hand.

Chen Yuan merely glanced at it indifferently, a thin layer of black light appearing on his right hand, which looked extremely similar to a black flying sword, but exuded a profound and sharp aura, as if it would even devour the faint sunlight that pierced through the gaps in the dark clouds.

The Blood-Eyed Serpent Demon opened its mouth wide, its four illusory, long fangs biting heavily into the thin layer of black light, but to no avail. Instead, the light disintegrated on its own, turning into specks of spiritual light that returned to the black flying sword.

Shen Jibai's eyes widened, and his hand seals changed.

But at that moment, Chen Yuan raised his left hand again, and a slightly illusory white flame rose up, which he gently stroked on the black flying sword.

White flames flowed down from Chen Yuan's left hand like water, enveloping the black flying sword.

A deep chill rose from the bottom of Shen Jibai's heart; the spiritual connection between him and the black flying sword had actually disappeared.

The black flying sword immediately fell silent, and the demonic soul of the blood-eyed serpent also dissipated unwillingly.

Shen Jibai said sternly, "Why aren't you two making a move? This fiend's supernatural powers are bizarre..."

Master Yuanting and Master Jiuyuan looked solemn and were about to unleash their magical weapons to attack the enemy.

Chen Yuan glanced at Shen Jibai. Since arriving in this world, he had been keeping his cultivation aura hidden, and now he finally released it without reservation!
A powerful pressure suddenly spread out, sweeping across this world like a storm.

The leaden clouds that had gathered were torn apart, and the bright sunlight shone on the earth once more.

The rocks and trees that rolled down the mountain suddenly stopped and silently turned into dust, while the raging water became gentle and docile.

The endless dust and fallen petals that had not yet landed all solidified at this moment, slowly falling to the earth, like a rain that had slowed down a hundred or a thousand times.

The three powerful cultivators who were about to make their move, along with Zhang Xuancang, who was standing to the side with a look of anxiety on his face, were completely stunned and stared blankly at Chen Yuan.

The azure-purple bead in front of Master Yuanting, which had been blazing with intense blue lightning, suddenly waned.

"Transformation into a spirit..."

Master Jiuyuan's body trembled slightly, and his groaning murmur broke the silence, reaching the ears of the others.

This is the pressure of a Nascent Soul cultivator! The Starfire True Person before us is actually a Nascent Soul cultivator!

This pure and serene spiritual energy, devoid of any turbid or malevolent demonic aura, is enough to prove that True Person Xinghuo is not a human-demon hybrid, but a pure human cultivator.

Shen Jibai suddenly shook his head and whispered, "Impossible, how could a Nascent Soul cultivator appear among the human race? This is absolutely impossible..."

He tossed and turned, rambling incoherently, his eyes filled with astonishment, panic, and disbelief as he looked at Chen Yuan.

Chen Yuan slowly lowered his right hand, looked at Shen Jibai, and said calmly, "It seems that my cultivation level has surprised Fellow Daoist Shen."

"Since the demon race has demon generals, why can't our human race have Nascent Soul cultivators?"

"Can it be proven now that I, Chen, am not a spy for the demon race?"

Master Yuanting snapped out of his daze, his face filled with wild joy. He bowed deeply to Chen Yuan and said in a trembling voice, "I... I was blind and offended you, senior. I deserve to die!"

Since successfully forming his nascent soul, he has not referred to himself as a junior for over five hundred years, nor has he ever apologized to anyone.

But today, he felt no humiliation whatsoever. He willingly bowed to Chen Yuan, his heart filled with excitement and exhilaration.

After tens of thousands of years, the human race has finally produced a Nascent Soul cultivator!
Master Jiuyuan disregarded everything else, put the broken array plate into his mustard seed ring, and bowed deeply: "This junior was blind and did not recognize the mountain, daring to attack the senior. Please punish me."

He was much more composed than Yuan Ting Zhenren, but at this moment his eyes were filled with joy, mixed with a hint of self-reproach.

The moment he sensed the pressure of the Nascent Soul stage, the doubts in Jiuyuan Shangren's heart vanished in an instant.

No matter how abrupt his appearance was, or where he obtained the spiritual herbs to forge this powerful physique, none of that mattered anymore.
The Blood Silk Gu cannot control Nascent Soul cultivators, and the Soul Restriction is also ineffective against them.

For tens of thousands of years, the demon race has never allowed human cultivators to achieve godhood, lest they become a threat to the future.

Since Chen Yuan is a Nascent Soul cultivator, he could never be a spy for the demon race.

Zhang Xuancang was still somewhat dazed: "Fellow Daoist... no, senior is actually a Nascent Soul cultivator?"

Chen Yuan said, "I did not mean to deceive you, please forgive me, fellow Daoist."

He turned to look at Yuan Ting Zhenren and Jiu Yuan Shangren, and said calmly, "You two don't need to blame yourselves. The human race hasn't had a late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator for tens of thousands of years. You acted cautiously and made no mistakes."

"Furthermore, if I am not mistaken, this ambush at Falling Star Peak was not your idea, but rather Shen Jibai's strong encouragement, is that right?" The two breathed a sigh of relief in unison, Yuan Ting Zhenren's dignified face filled with self-reproach: "Thank you for your magnanimity, Senior..."

Master Jiuyuan detected a hint of murderous intent in his voice, his expression changed slightly, and he turned to look at Shen Jibai: "Fellow Daoist Shen, why don't you quickly apologize to the senior?"

Shen Jibai's expression shifted as he bowed deeply to Chen Yuan: "In recent years, the demon race has become increasingly cruel, and the situation of our human race has become increasingly difficult."

"There are many suspicious points about you, senior, which is why I devised this plan. I really didn't know you had such cultivation."

“This junior has acted rashly and offended your majesty, but I have no selfish motives whatsoever. I humbly beg your forgiveness.”

Master Yuan Ting hesitated for a moment, then spoke up to plead for Shen Jibai: "I have known Fellow Daoist Shen for many years and know that he cares deeply for the human race. Could you please show some leniency, senior?"

Master Jiuyuan said, “Fellow Daoist Shen is indeed wrong, but our human race is already in decline, with only five great cultivators. Senior, could you allow him to atone for his mistakes with merits?”

Shen Jibai looked ashamed and bowed to the two of them, saying, "One should take responsibility for one's own actions. I acted rashly and offended you seniors. I should be punished. How could I implicate you two fellow Daoists?"

Chen Yuan's eyes flashed: "Is that really what you think?"

Shen Jibai said solemnly, "This junior knows his mistake and begs for punishment from senior!"

Chen Yuan nodded slightly: "If that's the case, then so be it."

“A Nascent Soul cultivator is not to be trifled with. You have harbored ill intentions today and set up an ambush to kill us. Your crime deserves to be punished.”

"However, considering that you were unaware of my cultivation level beforehand, I can allow you to commit suicide to atone for your sins, and your soul can be reincarnated, leaving a glimmer of hope for you to attain enlightenment in your next life."

Upon hearing this, the three great cultivators were all greatly shocked.

Master Yuan Ting said urgently, "Senior, although Fellow Daoist Shen has made a mistake, it does not warrant death. I beg you to have mercy and spare his life!"

Master Jiuyuan said, "Although this matter was proposed by Fellow Daoist Shen, I personally set up the great formation to trap you, senior. My sins are even greater. If you insist on killing Fellow Daoist Shen, please execute me first!"

Chen Yuan said calmly, "You two are indeed loyal and righteous, but since Shen Jibai wants to take on this matter, I will naturally grant his request."

"This matter has nothing to do with either of you. Do not speak of it again, or don't blame me for being ruthless."

Master Yuan Ting hesitated for a moment, but still pleaded, "I beg you, senior, to have mercy and spare Fellow Daoist Shen's life."

Chen Yuan narrowed his eyes, his voice turning cold: "Do you really think I wouldn't dare to kill someone?"

Master Jiuyuan took a deep breath, his eyes revealing a hint of determination, and said in a deep voice, "If you want to kill us, senior, it will only be a matter of turning your hand."

"But for tens of thousands of years, our human race has resisted the oppression of the demon race, enduring hardships and suffering countless deaths and injuries."

"Yet they remain steadfast and unyielding because of the mutual support and unwavering loyalty among their fellow tribesmen."

"Through the great waves of change, humanity has survived to this day. Those of us who have achieved the status of great cultivators are certainly not cowards who fear death."

Chen Yuan's gaze swept over the two men, his murderous aura fading and softening slightly: "If there are indeed those among the great human cultivators who are afraid of death?"

Both of them were taken aback, and a hint of doubt flashed in the eyes of the Nine Yuan Master: "What do you mean by that, Senior?"

Master Yuan Ting suddenly raised his head, as if he had suffered a great humiliation, and said decisively, "This junior, along with Fellow Daoist Shen, Fellow Daoist Jiu Yuan, Fellow Daoist Cui, and Fairy Zhu, have fought bloody battles with the demon race over the past few hundred years, and have killed countless demon generals."

"He has fought against many high-ranking demon generals, and is by no means a coward who fears death!"

His tone was very harsh, but Chen Yuan was not angry. He turned to look at Shen Jibai.

Master Yuanting and Master Jiuyuan pleaded for him, but he remained silent, his expression shifting between anger and uncertainty, lost in thought.

Upon seeing Chen Yuan turn around, he immediately clasped his hands in a deep bow, his face full of remorse: "This junior knows his mistake, and begs senior to spare my life and leave me with a useful body..."

Before he could finish speaking, Chen Yuan interrupted him: "Which royal family planted the Blood Vein Gu in your soul?"

Shen Jibai was taken aback, his face full of doubt: "What do you mean by that, senior? How could I have a Blood Veil Gu in my body?"

Yuan Ting Zhenren was inherently fierce and unyielding. At this moment, he no longer cared about Chen Yuan's status as a Nascent Soul cultivator and said indignantly, "Senior, you are a dignified Nascent Soul cultivator. Do you want to retaliate against us Nascent Soul cultivators in the same way?"

A hint of disappointment flashed in Master Jiuyuan's eyes: "Senior, if you want to kill us, then kill us; if you want to torture us, then torture us. Why humiliate us like this?"

Humanity waited for tens of thousands of years and finally welcomed a Nascent Soul cultivator, only to find that he was a petty and narrow-minded person.

Only Zhang Xuancang frowned. As the saying goes, those involved are often confused, while bystanders see things clearly. He had not been involved in the matter, but he had noticed some clues.

He said, "Fellow Daoists, please calm down. Have you ever considered how Senior Chen could tell that Fellow Daoist Shen instigated this attack when he was suddenly attacked?"

"If Fellow Daoist Shen truly has no Blood Vein Gu in his body, yet has been wronged like this, he should feel aggrieved and indignant. Why then is he puzzled?"

Both of them were stunned by these words.

Yuan Ting Zhenren's grief and indignation faltered, and he murmured, "Could it be... that senior can see whether a cultivator has a Blood Silk Gu planted in their body?"

Master Jiuyuan suddenly turned his head and stared intently at Shen Jibai: "Fellow Daoist Shen, has a Blood Silk Gu been implanted in your body?"

Shen Jibai's expression froze, and he slowly lowered his head, falling silent.

After a long while, he finally raised his head, without offering any explanation, and asked in a hoarse voice, "Senior... how did you figure that out?"

Yuan Ting Zhenren's expression changed drastically, and the aura of a great cultivator suddenly dissipated, with faint thunder echoing around him: "Are you really a spy of the demon race?"

Master Jiuyuan's face was ashen, but he did not lose his composure. He shouted in a low voice, "You must not be presumptuous in front of a senior!"

Master Yuan Ting immediately suppressed his aura, but still stared intently at Shen Jibai, his killing intent fully revealed.

When faced with Shen Jibai's question, Chen Yuan simply said, "I have my own methods."

Shen Jibai's face was ashen, and his voice was low: "Senior, please make the move."

He neither resisted nor tried to escape.

He knew very well that having his biggest secret exposed to a Nascent Soul cultivator meant that whatever he did would be in vain, so he simply stopped struggling.

This collapsed Falling Star Peak is where he was buried.

Chen Yuan said, "If you are determined to die, I will naturally grant your wish."

"But before that, you must tell the truth: which royal family member planted the Blood Silk Gu in your body? How many human cultivators have died because of you?" (End of Chapter)