Nine Transformations of the True Spirit.

The blazing lightning enveloped the giant wolf's entire body, a second moon appeared in the night sky, and the mournful howl of the wolf echoed for miles around.

Shen Jibai and the five Wolf God Cult cultivators, watching this scene from afar, couldn't help but gasp, their eyes narrowing to slits from the blinding electric light.

Lü Qiao exclaimed in amazement, "Senior Chen actually has such skills..."

Boom boom boom!
Before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by three loud noises that sounded like drums or thunder.

Chen Yuan held the drumsticks and struck the Purple Kui Thunder Drum heavily. With each strike, several purple lightning bolts would shoot out from the drum surface.

Dark clouds churned like waves, and three more bolts of bluish-white lightning struck down, like three thunder dragons, instantly illuminating the entire night sky and striking Yin Qianjie heavily.

The tiny wounds inflicted by the nine cyan ring blades, which were originally just superficial injuries, have now become the perfect entry point for lightning to penetrate Yin Qianjie's body.

The enormous silver wolf trembled uncontrollably, its body covered in charred marks.

The once magnificent and elegant silver fur has now turned to ashes.

There was even an unpleasant burnt smell emanating from it, mixed with a faint, eerie fragrance.

When thunder roars, the heavens and earth tremble.

Even the powerful physique of a demon general in his early stages could not withstand this terrifying heavenly lightning.

Five Wolf God Cult cultivators in the distance instinctively closed their eyes to avoid being blinded by the scorching lightning.

Shen Jibai forced his eyes open, ignoring the tears streaming down his face from the shock. His eyes gleamed with a hint of fanaticism as he murmured, "The might of heaven is like a prison... Is this what a Nascent Soul cultivator is like...?"

Chen Yuan unleashed four bolts of heavenly lightning in succession, finally withdrawing the drumsticks, which had reached their limit and were trembling slightly.

His silver eyes slowly faded, returning to normal, and the hint of divine tribulation majesty in his gaze vanished.

He turned to look at Qin Wuyai and the other two, and smiled, "I have done my best. Now it's up to the three of you to decide what to do."

For a moment, the three of them forgot to make a move, their eyes fixed on the purple Kui Thunder Drum in front of Chen Yuan, their eyes revealing deep astonishment.

They all knew that Chen Yuan had mastered the Thunder Dao Divine Power, but they did not know that this Thunder Dao Divine Power was so powerful that even the Demon General could not withstand it.

If those four bolts of heavenly lightning were to strike me...

Lu Wangquan and Cangsong Daoren felt a tightness in their hearts, suppressed their thoughts, and then formed hand seals, unleashing their supernatural powers to attack Yin Qianjie.

Qin Wuyai gave Chen Yuan a deep look and praised, "Fellow Daoist Chen, your skills are truly remarkable. The power of your spiritual treasure is probably no more than this."

Chen Yuan said calmly, "Fellow Daoist Qin is too kind. The Thunder Dao Divine Power is impressive and seems extraordinary, but in reality, it is far inferior to the Jade Ruyi in your hand."

Qin Wuyai shook his head: "The Ruyi in my hand is not a weapon of slaughter. At full strength, it can only injure Yin Qianjie."

"Fellow Daoist Chen should still have some strength left, for the heavenly lightning is so powerful, and even contains some tribulation lightning power. I wonder what kind of true spirit blood it is."

"If we had let our guard down, Yin Qianjie would already be lying dead on the spot."

"In comparison, your lightning technique is still superior."

Chen Yuan smiled without saying a word, put away the Purple Kui Thunder Drum and drumsticks, and turned to look at Yin Qianjie.

Qin Wuyai's eyes flickered, and he turned his head away, seemingly lost in thought.

At this moment, Lu Wangquan took out a seven-foot-long cyan feather, which transformed into a giant phoenix a hundred feet in size.

This phoenix was extremely agile. Although its strength was not as great as that of an early-stage demon general, it was far superior to that of a high-level demon general.

With each flap of its wings, a howling wind arose, making the blue tornado even more violent.

Daoist Cangsong once again unleashed his supernatural ability to draw talismans in the void, mobilizing the wood element spiritual energy between heaven and earth to condense a thousand-foot-long azure dragon and nine emerald spears, making his attack even more ferocious than before.

Yin Qianjie barely recovered from the four bolts of heavenly lightning and transformed back into human form.

His appearance was extremely miserable, but his black robe was still intact. When he transformed into his original form, he put him into the mustard seed ring.

But the body hidden beneath the black robe was covered in wounds.

His exposed chest was charred black, and every wound on his body was surrounded by bluish-white electric sparks, crackling and popping.

Most of his once smooth and lustrous silver hair had been burned away, leaving it uneven and looking particularly comical.

His right shoulder and left arm, which had been severely injured by the jade ruyi, were now even more severely damaged. The blue light clung to them like a bone-deep infection, continuously draining his demonic power.

Yin Qianjie flipped his hand and took out several healing pills of different colors, then threw them all into his mouth.

But the blue light and lightning are not so easily dispelled. One is the power of the spiritual treasure, and the other is the power of the true spirit. They only fade away temporarily.

Once the healing pills have worn off, they will return with renewed force.

Only the blue light on his right shoulder lasted the longest. It had already been somewhat diminished by the erosion of demonic power, and was finally completely eliminated at this moment.

Yin Qianjie immediately channeled his demonic power, restoring his right shoulder to its original state, but his left arm remained unchanged.

But he could no longer care about his injuries or the lightning arcs that constantly brought him pain. He took out the Guanghan Bow, drew the bow, and fired a series of silver arrows, desperately resisting the attacks of Lu Wangquan and Cangsong Daoren.

However, after his left arm was broken by the jade ruyi, his strength was greatly reduced. Yin Qianjie could only shoot three arrows before his hand holding the bow began to tremble.

Left with no other choice, he had to slow down the speed at which he drew the bow.

As if things weren't going to go wrong, in addition to the injury to his left arm, the power of heavenly lightning was also raging within his body.

He had to circulate his demonic power to forcibly dissipate the heavenly lightning power in his meridians.

The condensed silver arrow was forced to weaken considerably, making it more difficult to defend against, and it could only struggle to hold on.

Yin Qianjie narrowly escaped with his life, shattering nine emerald spears and crashing into a blue tornado. Only then did he manage to avoid the thousand-foot-long azure dragon and the wind phoenix, but he sustained many more wounds and his vital energy weakened further.

But he was, after all, a demon general, and was best at prolonged battles. Although he had suffered repeated heavy blows and his strength had been greatly reduced, he was still able to hold his own against Lu Wangquan and Cangsong Daoren, and could even last for several days and nights.

Since neither of them possessed any magical treasures, their killing power was somewhat weak.

But apart from the two of them, Qin Wuyai has yet to make a move.

Once the jade ruyi in his hand regained its luster, Qin Wuyai tossed it away, sending it flying for the third time.

Yin Qianjie, who had been repeatedly struck by heavy blows, took a full three breaths to barely survive the attack of the cyan ring blade that flew out from the tornado and the claw of the Azure Dragon before he could gather moonlight and shoot out a long moonlight arrow that was much dimmer.

The moonlit arrow struck the jade ruyi, which had split into hundreds of clones, causing it to shatter and turn into white flames. However, it failed to burn all the ruyi into nothingness, leaving a small portion intact.

The jade ruyi easily shifted its form and flew in front of Yin Qianjie, completely smashing his left arm.

A dense azure light enveloped Yin Qianjie's left arm. Demonic power surged forth, frantically eroding the azure light, but his injuries could not be healed, preventing him from drawing the Guanghan Bow again.

Without the aid of this magical treasure, he lost his greatest reliance.

Chen Yuan made another move. Instead of summoning the Purple Kui Thunder Drum, he activated the Zhu Yan True Blood, turning his black hair snow-white as he approached within a hundred feet of Yin Qianjie.

Following that mysterious connection, the Zhu Yan True Fire surged into his soul space, scorching his soul.

Yin Qianjie was shocked when his soul was burned. He could not erase the strange white spiritual fire and could only suppress it with the power of his soul, which caused him unbearable pain.

A surge of savagery welled up from the depths of his heart, which he forcibly suppressed, and the flow of his demonic power became difficult.

Chen Yuan secretly shook his head. Although he had refined the eighth-level demon core that Qin Wuyai had given him, the improvement it brought to the Zhu Yan True Blood in his body was far less than that of the mysterious blood bead in the Ten Thousand Zhang Abyss Cave.

The Zhu Yan True Fire is naturally invincible when used to deal with demon generals and Nascent Soul cultivators.

However, against the Demon General, it only has a weakening effect.

Chen Yuan was quite dissatisfied with the power of the Zhu Yan True Fire, but this was already adding insult to injury for Yin Qianjie, whose left arm had been severed.

His strength, which had already been greatly reduced, has been further weakened by at least 20%.

Resisting the attacks of Lu Wangquan and Cangsong Daoren became even more difficult. Although Qin Wuyai no longer threw out the jade ruyi, he still created hundreds of illusory ruyi images, which lightly slammed towards Yin Qianjie.

Chen Yuan took out the Purple Void Sword and the Kunyu Short Arrow. The sword energy filled the sky, and the arrow shadows crisscrossed. Yin Qianjie was increasingly overwhelmed.

Left with no other choice, he had to transform back into his original form to fight, and only then was he able to barely regain his footing.

However, under the relentless onslaught of Chen Yuan and his three companions, half an hour later, Yin Qianjie, who was almost completely exhausted, was pierced through the heart by an unknown number of emerald spears conjured by Cangsong Daoren, and died.

His enormous body slowly shrank to a hundred feet in length, covered in wounds and charred black, with almost no part intact.

His left arm was completely severed, and his vital areas in his chest and abdomen were pierced several times by the emerald green spear, causing blood to flow freely and fall downwards.

Qin Wuyai had already withdrawn his sealing power. Chen Yuan teleported to Yin Qianjie's side, raised his hand to support his body, as if he were supporting a mountain.

Blood flowed freely, but when it touched Chen Yuan's arm, it was blocked by an invisible barrier and spilled to the side.

Chen Yuan was spotless, his white hair had turned black again, his aura subsided, and he descended in a beam of light, arriving at the now unrecognizable Iron Feather Peak, where he gently laid down Yin Qianjie's corpse.

Qin Wuyai, Cangsong Daoren, and Lu Wangquan also descended their escape lights and slowly calmed their qi.

This exchange took less than an hour. Yin Qianjie was exhausted and had no chance to counterattack. All four of them were unharmed, and their true essence was not greatly depleted.

Shen Jibai and the five Wolf God Cult cultivators, who had been keeping their distance, saw the battle was over and quickly flew back, retrieved the ten silver giant wolf corpses, and brought them to the four of them.

Shen Jibai bowed deeply and said respectfully, "We were afraid that these ten demon general corpses would be affected by the battle between the four seniors and Yin Qianjie, and that their materials would be damaged, so we kept our distance. We hope that the seniors will forgive us..."

Chen Yuan waved his hand: "It was my oversight to leave you all on Iron Feather Peak. You are quick-witted and flexible in handling matters, what wrong have you done?"

Shen Jibai immediately expressed his gratitude, and the five Wolf God Sect cultivators also breathed a sigh of relief. They did not expect that this Senior Chen would be so kind, which was completely different from when he tortured the Howling Moon Silver Wolf Demon General with white spiritual fire, which greatly surprised them.

Qin Wuyai said, "Now that Yin Qianjie is dead and his life lamp has gone out, we must hurry to the Silver Moon Mountain Range to prevent the Howling Moon Silver Wolf clan demon generals from scattering and fleeing."

Chen Yuan nodded: "I will inform Cui Yuheng immediately and have him lead his men to the Silver Moon Mountains."

As he spoke, he raised his right hand, and the True Fire of the Vermilion Demon rose from his palm, activating the Fire Lotus Mark.

After a while, the Zhu Yan True Fire slowly subsided. Chen Yuan put down his right hand and said, "The marks in Yuan Ting and Jiu Yuan's bodies have been triggered. I will definitely inform Cui Yuheng immediately."

Cangsong Daoren looked at Yin Qianjie's corpse and the mustard seed ring hidden in the fur around his neck, a hint of eagerness flashing in his eyes: "This place is only about 20,000 li away from the Silver Moon Mountains, we will arrive in a short while."

"Before we set off, we might as well deal with these wolf carcasses to avoid trouble."

The other three had no objections, and Chen Yuan spoke up: "According to the previous agreement, the Silver Thousand Tribulation Demon Core should belong to me."

As he spoke, he threw the Purple Void Sword, which shot into Yin Qianjie's heart, retrieved his demon core, and brought it out.

Yin Qianjie's demon core was only the size of a fist, no different from that of a demon general or even a low-level demon beast, but it was entirely silver-white.

Since Yin Qianjie had only recently died, some life force still remained within his demon core.

An immense pressure emanated from the area, causing Shen Jibai and the five Wolf God Cult cultivators to turn pale.

Under the slightly envious gaze of Cangsong Daoren, Chen Yuan took out a wooden box, placed the demon core of the early stage of the Demon General into it, affixed a spirit-sealing talisman with intricate seal script, and stored it in his internal space.

Cangsong Daoren reluctantly withdrew his gaze, while Qin Wuyai paid no attention to the demon core, and Lu Wangquan only glanced at it twice, his expression unchanged.

Chen Yuan raised his hand again and took the mustard seed ring into his hand: "The other materials on Yin Qianjie's body, as well as the demon cores and materials of the other ten demon generals, all belong to the three of you."

"As for Yin Qianjie's mustard seed, I, Chen, will keep it for the time being."

"After this battle is over, let's remove the divine sense restriction and properly distribute the treasures and that black iron arrow within."

All three nodded in agreement. The greatest contributors to this battle were undoubtedly Chen Yuan and Qin Wuyai, who summoned heavenly lightning and threw out the jade ruyi, severely injuring Yin Qianjie.

However, Chen Yuan also blocked the arrow that Yin Qianjie suddenly shot out, in which he consumed a top-tier divine weapon.

In comparison, his contribution was even greater than Qin Wuyai's.

It is most appropriate for Chen Yuan to keep the mustard seed ring.

Then Qin Wuyai, Lu Wangquan, and Cangsong Daoren took the demon cores of the ten demon generals and the demon beast materials such as silver fur, sharp claws, eyeballs, and wolf tendons, and divided them evenly into three portions.

These things were not even worth the attention of the three. Although Yin Qianjie's silver fur was completely destroyed and his demon core was taken away by Chen Yuan, and his most valuable items were gone, his eyes, claws, and wolf tendons were comparable to top-grade spiritual materials and were excellent materials for refining weapons.

The three were selected in order of their contributions in this battle.

Qin Wuyai took the wolf tendon, Cangsong Daoren took the twenty sharp claws, and Lu Wangquan accepted the two emerald-green eyes.

Yin Qianjie's flesh and blood were also quite valuable, and were divided into three parts. Chen Yuan also asked for a jar of fresh blood, weighing several dozen kilograms, in case of emergency.

The essence and blood of a demon beast are contained in its demon core, but the blood within its body also contains demonic power.

After refining, the spiritual liquid can be used to prepare talismans, or as a material for setting up formations, refining weapons, or even making pills.

As the three distributed the treasures, Shen Jibai and five cultivators from the Wolf God Sect watched from the sidelines, their eyes filled with reluctance.

The three paid little attention to the ten demon generals' corpses, leaving all their flesh and blood behind.

However, this is a priceless treasure for a Nascent Soul cultivator.

Shen Jibai mustered his courage and asked, "The flesh and blood of these demon generals are useless to you four seniors. I wonder if you could hand them over to us for disposal?"

The five Wolf God Cult cultivators were startled; Shen Jibai had not consulted with them before speaking.

However, they could not object outright. Shen Jibai seemed to be highly regarded by Senior Chen, and if they angered him, they might be in a bad situation in the future. So they could only remain silent and look at the four of them with trepidation.

Qin Wuyai remained calm, while a hint of mockery flashed in the eyes of Cangsong Daoren and Lu Wangquan, but they did not speak.

All six of them had the Fire Lotus Mark implanted in their bodies, and their lives were in Chen Yuan's control, so they naturally wouldn't overstep their bounds.

Chen Yuan smiled slightly: "Since you young friends have taken a liking to these items, please take them."

A hint of joy flashed in Shen Jibai's eyes, and he bowed deeply: "Thank you for your generous gift, senior!"

Upon hearing this, Chen Yuan said, "This battle requires dealing with the eight royal families. As long as you give it your all, all past transgressions will be forgiven."

"If you make a great contribution, there will be other rewards, such as top-tier magic treasures or late-stage Nascent Soul pills."

The five cultivators of the Wolf God Sect were all stunned. They had not expected that this Senior Chen would be so magnanimous. Overjoyed, they clasped their hands in thanks and expressed their loyalty with passionate words.

Lü Qiao and Meng Tiankuo exchanged a glance and said in unison, "We can help you recruit the Nascent Soul cultivators of the Wolf God Sect!"

Chen Yuan's eyes flashed: "Although I can no longer plant the Fire Lotus Mark, I can erase the Blood Vein Gu."

"If these five young friends can persuade them to abandon their darkness and serve the human race, this will be recorded as a merit, and rewards will be given according to merit after the great battle."

Upon hearing this, Lü Qiao was even more delighted.

This Senior Chen is so kind; although he has planted the Fire Lotus Mark in their bodies, he shouldn't take their lives so easily.

In this way, having a mark planted in their bodies is not a misfortune, but rather an opportunity, which will earn them the trust of Senior Chen and give them the chance to receive more rewards.

Thinking of this, Lü Qiao said with a sigh, "Senior, rest assured. The Howling Moon Silver Wolf Clan may seem to be lenient towards us human cultivators, but in reality, they only do this to make us work for them. They still treat us as slaves and servants."

“We Nascent Soul cultivators are intimidated by the power of the Blood Silk Gu and can only submit to its commands. Not many of us truly believe in the Wolf God.”

"If you can remove the blood-veined Gu from their bodies, I guarantee they will abandon their evil ways and obey your every command!"

Chen Yuan nodded slightly: "Then please, my five young friends, make your way to Yue Mu City. As long as we keep them calm and hold our positions, we can proceed without further action."

"Once the Howling Moon Silver Wolf clan is wiped out, I, Chen, will remove the Blood Veil Gu from them."

The five cultivators of the Wolf God Sect immediately agreed. After quickly dividing the flesh and blood of the ten demon generals with Shen Jibai, they rode their escape lights and flew towards Yuemu City.

Chen Yuan and his three companions, along with Shen Jibai, flew towards the Silver Moon Mountains. Because Shen Jibai's speed was too slow, Chen Yuan even separated a wisp of his own light to carry him along. (End of Chapter)