Nine Transformations of the True Spirit.

The moonlit arrow struck a jade ruyi, causing it to explode with a deafening roar. The cool, intense white flames instantly spread out, burning all the jade ruyi to nothingness, leaving only the original body.

Yin Qianjie drew back the bowstring once more, let out a long roar, and unleashed a torrent of demonic power. The moonlight gathered from the sky, condensing into a long moon-colored arrow, which shot out.

Qin Wuyai remained calm, and with a change of hand seals, the jade ruyi swayed gently, splitting into hundreds of ruyi clones.

The moonlit arrow struck the jade ruyi, but vanished like a phantom, its true form already transformed.

White flames surged violently, burning almost all the jade ruyi to nothingness, but one jade ruyi broke through the sea of ​​fire, arrived above Yin Qianjie's head, and lightly smashed down.

Despite the seemingly harmless jade ruyi, Yin Qianjie dared not be negligent and retreated rapidly.

But the jade ruyi, though seemingly slow, was actually swift, following him like a shadow, and he could not shake it off. He had no choice but to raise his hand to block it.

Click!

The jade ruyi lightly landed on Yin Qianjie's right shoulder, making a crisp sound.

Yin Qianjie's shoulder visibly slumped down, and he let out a muffled groan. His silver longbow disappeared from his left hand, and he reached out to grab the jade ruyi.

Qin Wuyai's hand gestures changed, and the jade ruyi disappeared into thin air, returning to his hand.

Yin Qianjie missed his target. Seeing the thousand-foot-long azure dragon and the nine tornadoes closing in, a ruthless glint flashed in his eyes. He turned and forcefully crashed into one of the azure tornadoes.

Lu Wangquan's eyes sharpened, his hands flashing with ever-changing hand seals as he shouted, "Hurry!"

The cyan tornado's rotation speed increased dramatically, and eight other cyan tornadoes converged with it, merging into one, growing several times larger, reaching a height of several thousand feet, connecting the sky and the earth, and piercing through the clouds.

The fields and Iron Feather Peak below, which had become lush and green due to the gathering of wood-elemental spiritual energy by the Pine Immortal, have once again become desolate.

The grass and trees were whipped up and torn apart by the gale, and the gray-black pebbles on Iron Feather Peak flew everywhere, obscuring the sky and destroying everything in their path.

The five Wolf God Cult cultivators who flew a hundred miles away witnessed this scene and were secretly relieved, having heeded Shen Jibai's advice.

If they remained on Iron Feather Peak, they would certainly be caught in the crossfire of the battle between the four Nascent Soul cultivators and Yin Qianjie, and their fate would be uncertain.

Meanwhile, Shen Jibai, carrying the bamboo basket ahead, did not slow down at all. The five of them also hurriedly increased their speed, no longer caring about the possible punishment they might receive from Senior Chen afterward.

High in the sky, Yin Qianjie crashed into the cyan tornado, his body covered in tiny wounds, dripping with blood, almost turning him into a blood-soaked figure.

Although Lu Wangquan's nine cyan ring blades were not spiritual treasures, they were all top-tier magic weapons. When put together as a set, their power was extraordinary.

However, the physical body of a demon general in its early stages is vastly different from that of a high-level demon general. Although Yin Qianjie's wounds look messy, all his injuries combined are not as serious as the light blow from the jade ruyi.

His right arm hung limply, and a layer of blazing blue light clung to his sunken right shoulder.

Yin Qianjie flipped his hand and took out a purple pill the size of a longan. He swallowed it, and a thick purple aura appeared on his right shoulder, driving away all the green light. The collapsed part quickly recovered.

But the next moment, the blue light returned, and his right shoulder collapsed again with a crack.

Yin Qianjie's expression changed, and he took out another purple pill and swallowed it, but it still had no effect.

This layer of blue light was like a persistent, intractable infection, impossible to get rid of.

The Taoist Cangsong had been watching him intently from the sidelines. When he saw him burst out of the azure tornado, he immediately pointed his finger, and a thousand-foot azure dragon roared and charged forward.

At the same time, a green light emanated from the tip of his left finger, and like dragons and snakes, he drew nine complex ancient seal characters in the air.

He then tapped his fingers several times, and the wood elemental energy within a hundred miles gathered and converged on the ancient seal script.

In a flash, the ancient seal script transformed into nine emerald green spears, each about ten feet long, exuding a sharp aura.

"disease!"

With a cold shout, the Daoist Cangsong sent out nine emerald green spears that trembled slightly and shot out with a whooshing sound as they hurtled through the air, heading straight for Yin Qianjie.

With a blue dragon in front and a wooden spear behind, Yin Qianjie remained calm and raised his left hand, where a silver longbow appeared in his palm.

He turned and drew back the bowstring, but much slower than before, and a look of pain appeared on his face.

The right shoulder, which had been crushed by the jade ruyi, would not recover for a while, and the strength to draw the bowstring was also greatly reduced.

However, Yin Qianjie was not without a countermeasure. He put his four fingers together and three long silver arrows condensed between his fingers at the same time.

He suddenly drew back the bowstring and fired three arrows at once, which struck the three emerald green spears and annihilated each other.

Yin Qianjie then drew his bowstring again and fired three arrows simultaneously, destroying the three spears.

But Yin Qianjie had no time to deal with the last three emerald green spears.

The thousand-foot-long azure dragon finally arrived in front of him, and a dragon claw roared down.

Yin Qianjie sheathed his silver longbow and threw a punch. Boom!
The dragon claw and the fist collided. Yin Qianjie's figure was as small as an ant in front of the Azure Dragon, but he gained the upper hand. The Azure Dragon's claw shattered under the Demon General's enormous strength.

However, Yin Qianjie was also forced back dozens of feet by the enormous recoil.

The most distinctive feature of the Wood element is its exceptional resilience and continuous vitality.

The large patches of green dragon scales on the Azure Dragon's body turned yellowish-brown, and specks of green drifted out and merged into the dragon's claw.

The shattered vines instantly healed, and the five sharp claws spread wildly, transforming into five long vines that tightly wrapped around Yin Qianjie.

These fragile vines could not possibly restrain Yin Qianjie. With just a slight tremor, the vines turned into countless fragments.

But it was this momentary hesitation that allowed the last three emerald green spears, carrying overwhelming killing intent, to reach Yin Qianjie!
Caught off guard, Yin Qianjie had no time to dodge and could only withstand the attack with his bare body.

For the Demon General, ordinary defensive magic weapons are useless, and physical strength is far more important.

He had no other magical treasures besides the Guanghan Bow.

The first emerald green spear struck Yin Qianjie in the chest, only tearing his black robes to reveal his muscular chest, without leaving a single mark.

The second spear came flying in, striking Yin Qianjie in the chest and leaving a deep bloody gash.

The third spear shot out and pierced deeply into Yin Qianjie's chest, causing him to retreat a hundred feet.

Yin Qianjie groaned, not having time to take the medicine to heal his injuries, when the thousand-foot-long azure dragon charged up again.

Half of its Azure Leaf Dragon Scales had withered, and one of its dragon claws had swelled to several hundred feet in size, almost half the size of its body, covering the sky and the moon, and it slammed down fiercely!

A massive cyan tornado attacked from the other side, and with the attack coming from both sides, Yin Qianjie was forced to retreat.

The only saving grace was that the jade ruyi in Qin Wuyai's hand was slightly dim, and its transformation into hundreds of clones had also consumed a lot of energy, so it could not attack again for a short time.

Yin Qianjie roared, pulled out the emerald green spear from his chest, and threw it aside.

In a flash, he transformed into a thousand-foot-tall silver wolf, opened his massive jaws, and pulverized the dragon's claw. With another bite, he severed the azure dragon in half at the waist.

The azure tornado could not shake the thousand-foot-tall silver giant wolf; it merely shredded its silver fur, leaving countless tiny wounds that made it look wretched, but in reality, it did not harm Yin Qianjie's essence.

Demons are demons after all. Even if they wield magical treasures and divine weapons, they will still transform into their original forms to fight when it comes to the crucial moment.

Faced with the demon general's true form, the power of top-tier magic weapons immediately proved insufficient; even a set of nine cyan ring blades could hardly inflict serious injury.

However, the Demon General was skilled in prolonged battles, and Lu Wangquan and Cangsong Daoist were not discouraged. They continued to use their supernatural powers, their hand seals changing.

Faced with the combined attack of four people, Yin Qianjie had no choice but to revert to his original form, and his defeat was already evident.

If they keep besieging him, he will die on the spot sooner or later.

However, not everyone wanted to continue entangled with Yin Qianjie. Qin Wuyai frowned and turned to Chen Yuan: "If Yin Qianjie leaves the Silver Moon Mountains for too long, his life lamp will go out, which will definitely alert the demon generals in his clan."

"If these demon generals escape and spread the news of Yin Qianjie's death, it may make the other four demon generals wary, which could hinder our grand plan."

"This battle cannot drag on; it must be resolved quickly. I urge Fellow Daoist Chen not to hold back!"

Chen Yuan smiled slightly: "I will naturally not hold back, but Fellow Daoist Qin only threw out the jade ruyi once and then stood by and watched, which seems to indicate that he also intended to hide his abilities."

Qin Wuyai's eyes flashed: "I am merely adjusting my breathing; I have no intention of holding back."

Having said that, he flicked his left hand, and the slightly dull jade ruyi became lustrous again. He tossed it out, and it floated lightly toward Yin Qianjie.

Yin Qianjie tried his best to dodge, but he had transformed into a giant wolf a thousand feet tall. His massive size made it difficult for him to avoid the attack. He could only raise one of his front paws to meet the attack, but it was smashed by the light and weightless jade ruyi, causing him to let out a deafening scream.

After the jade ruyi was smashed, it disappeared and returned to Qin Wuyai's hand, but it was even dimmer than before.

Qin Wuyai turned to look at Chen Yuan again, saying nothing, but his eyes conveyed a sense of urgency.

Chen Yuan no longer held back. With a flick of his sleeve, the Purple Kui Thunder Drum appeared in front of him, growing to about a foot in size. A small drumstick hung in front of the drum, trembling slightly.

At the same time, his eyes transformed into a pair of merciless silver eyes, crackling with arcs of electricity, exuding an imposing aura without anger.

Boom!

A muffled clap of thunder sounded, dark clouds gathered in the sky, and lightning flashed faintly between the clouds, making the world suddenly feel oppressive.

The giant wolf's enormous emerald green pupils suddenly shrank. The demon race feared the lightning tribulation the most. As Yin Qianjie looked at the layers of dark clouds above his head, he felt as if he were under the heavenly Dao. He recalled the distant and blurred transformation lightning tribulation, and fear arose in his heart.

Just as he was about to dodge, Chen Yuan raised his hand, grabbed the drumstick, and slammed it heavily onto the Purple Kui Thunder Drum!
boom!
A loud bang rang out, it was hard to tell whether it was the sound of drums beating, thunder roaring, or a mixture of both.

A streak of bluish-white lightning descended from the sky, twisting and turning like a dragon, leaving a blinding trail in the pupils of Qin Wuyai and the other two. Truly as fast as lightning, it struck Yin Qianjie! (End of Chapter)