Nine Transformations of the True Spirit.

The voice was gentle and calm, yet it was like a cold wind, causing all the demon generals in the hall to freeze in place.

The tightly closed stone door slowly opened, and the bright golden sunlight shone in, instantly brightening the dim hall.

The demon generals turned around and saw a white-robed cultivator slowly walking into the hall. He was tall and slender with sword-like eyebrows and bright eyes. A pair of black wings on his back were slowly folding. It was Chen Yuan who had come from Iron Feather Peak.

He glanced past the unformed Howling Silver Wolves, his gaze sweeping over the four demon generals, including the white-robed youth, and said indifferently, "One high-ranking demon general, one mid-ranking demon general, and two low-ranking demon generals..."

"Adding the mid-level demon general who controls the array plate, all the remaining demon generals of the Howling Moon Silver Wolf clan are here, and we can wipe them all out in one fell swoop."

The demon generals felt a chill run down their spines. The mid-level demon general, Yin Fei, frowned: "Who are you? How dare you play tricks here..."

The young man in white suddenly shouted, "Shut up!"

Silver Flight abruptly stopped. The white-robed youth turned around, clasped his hands in a respectful bow to Chen Yuan, and asked, "May I ask your esteemed name? What is your connection to the death of our clan leader?"

The moment he heard Chen Yuan's voice, he spread his divine sense, only to find that the man's aura was contained and he could not discern the truth in the slightest.

Moreover, the clan's protective formation had already been activated, yet this person was able to sneak in silently. He is no ordinary person. We should test him first.

Chen Yuan looked at the white-robed youth: "You must be Yin Hui, the Great Elder of the Howling Moon Silver Wolf Clan. You are not worthy to know my name."

"However, the death of Yin Qianjie was indeed caused by Chen and three fellow Daoists."

Having said that, he no longer concealed his aura, and the pressure of a Nascent Soul cultivator slowly spread out, filling the hall.

The seven unformed Moon Howling Silver Wolves, sensing this oppressive aura, all whimpered, bent their front paws, and knelt on the ground, their heads pressed tightly to the ground, unable to move.

The other three demon generals were also pale-faced and shocked, but they couldn't utter a word.

The white-robed youth, possessing profound cultivation, was able to withstand such pressure. His pupils contracted: "Sir... Senior is a Nascent Soul cultivator? Senior also has three fellow Daoists, no wonder Qian Jie..."

Chen Yuan suppressed his aura and said calmly, "The formation here is not bad, but it is still not enough to stop me."

"Quickly break the formation. There are three fellow Daoists waiting outside. If we anger them, it is not impossible that they will massacre this place, leaving no one alive."

After leaving Iron Feather Peak, he and Qin Wuyai and the other three traveled 20,000 miles in just half an hour to reach the Silver Moon Mountains.

At this moment, the great formation had already been activated. Just as Daoist Cangsong was about to launch a strong attack, Chen Yuan stopped him.

This formation is ultimately the culmination of tens of thousands of years of accumulation by the Howling Moon Silver Wolf clan, making it extremely strong in defense.

According to Lü Qiao and Meng Tiankuo, there is another high-ranking demon general in the Silver Moon Mountains, namely Yin Hui, the great elder of the Howling Moon Silver Wolf clan.

Even with him in charge of the formation, it would still take a long time and a lot of effort for the four of them to join forces in a strong attack. There was also a possibility that the remaining demon generals of the Howling Moon Silver Wolf clan would destroy the spiritual herbs and treasures.

Instead, he could teleport into the formation and subdue the demon generals like Yin Hui by surprise, thus dismantling the formation effortlessly.

Qin Wuyai and the other two nodded in agreement, and Chen Yuan then activated the Kunpeng True Blood and teleported into the great formation.

He spread his divine sense and just happened to see that the demon generals were gathered in the Wolf Soul Hall and wanted to escape through this secret passage. He immediately appeared to stop them.

Fortunately, the four of them lured Yin Qianjie out of the formation and killed him. If there had been a demon general in the formation, even if Chen Yuan had condensed the Kunpeng Dharma Form, he would not have been able to teleport into it instantly.

The white-robed youth remained silent for a moment before slowly saying, "Senior Chen, please wait a moment. Please allow me to send someone to inform the demon generals of our clan to disperse the formation and give up resistance."

The three demon generals widened their eyes. Yin Fei said resolutely, "Elder, death is death, but how can we kneel and surrender to lowly slaves..."

Before he could finish speaking, Chen Yuan vanished like a ghost, reappeared in front of him, grabbed him by the neck, and lifted him up.

Chen Yuan said coldly, "How dare you mention the word 'human slave' in front of me..."

"Uh uh..."

Yin Fei felt as if an iron hoop was tightly gripping his neck, and he was forced to swallow the rest of his words.

At the same time, a powerful surge of true essence rushed into his body, sealing his demonic power within his demon core, preventing it from circulating.

However, he still possessed the immense strength of a mid-level demon general. He tried to pry Chen Yuan's fingers open with both hands, but they wouldn't budge.

In desperation, he kicked at Chen Yuan. Chen Yuan's eyes flashed with cold light, and he exerted force, snapping Chen Yuan's neck. A surge of true energy flowed into Chen Yuan's body, shattering the demon's soul.

Yin Fei's body stiffened, his limbs fell limply, and all his life force vanished.

Chen Yuan slowly released his right hand, and Yin Fei's corpse fell to the ground, transforming into a giant silver wolf over thirty feet in size, filling almost half of the hall.

The demon generals and the seven howling silver wolves quickly retreated, and Chen Yuan's figure disappeared again like a ghost, returning to his original spot.

Yinzhou glared at Chen Yuan: "You..."

Chen Yuan glanced at him and said indifferently, "You also want to go down and keep him company?"

Yin Zhou was about to curse when he was interrupted by the white-robed youth's stern voice: "Shut up! You mustn't be disrespectful to Senior Chen!"

Yinzhou cried out urgently, "Elder, he killed the clan leader..."

The white-robed youth said sternly, "With the clan leader dead, how could we possibly be a match for Senior Chen?"

Yinzhou declared sternly, "We possess the blood of the Howling Moon Silver Wolf, making us a noble demon race. Even in death, we cannot..."

A cold glint flashed in Chen Yuan's eyes, and his body began to twist slightly.

But before he could make a move, the white-robed youth revealed his pale, blood-stained teeth and said sternly, "Insolence! The Wolf Ancestor's relic is here. Do you intend to disobey orders?"

The silver boat came to an abrupt stop. Looking at the pale, sharp teeth and feeling the pressure emanating from the depths of its bloodline, it reluctantly shut its mouth.

Seeing the relics of the Wolf Ancestor is like seeing the clan leader, like seeing the ancestors. The Howling Moon Silver Wolf clan must not disobey.

The white-robed youth's expression softened slightly as he stared intently at the silver boat: "I know you are never afraid of death, but compared to the continuation of our bloodline, our lives are insignificant."

"If we anger Senior Chen and he massacres the Silver Moon Mountains, our clan will be cut off from the bloodline, just like the three royal clans of the Xuanpo Snow Ape, Wind Phoenix, and Gold-Eating Rat that were wiped out. We will be the sinners of the Howling Moon Silver Wolf clan!" Yin Zhou's expression froze, but he still glared at Chen Yuan: "Even if we submit to your orders, can we preserve our clan's bloodline?"

The young man in white sighed softly, "Man is the butcher, and I am the fish on the chopping block. What can I do?"

Yinzhou fell silent and finally said nothing more.

The white-robed youth turned to look at Yin Zhu: "Leave the clan's treasures behind, take the Wolf Ancestor's relics to find Yin Cang, order him to disperse the formation, and make Qi Lie and the other demon generals unable to resist and surrender."

Yin Zhu hesitated for a moment, then glanced at Chen Yuan, whose expression was cold and aloof, and nodded silently.

He removed the mustard seed ring from his wrist, took out several mustard seed rings from his pocket, handed them to the white-robed youth, then took the pale, sharp tooth, turned and walked out of the main hall.

Chen Yuan did not stop him. His divine sense had already covered the entire Silver Moon Mountain Range, and no unusual movement of the Silver Pavilion could escape his eyes.

After Yin Zhu left, the white-robed youth looked at Yin Zhou again: "Hand over all the spiritual herbs."

Yinzhou was distraught and took out a mustard seed ring from his bosom.

The white-robed youth sighed, stepped forward, took the mustard seed ring with his left hand, and suddenly stretched out his right hand, piercing into the silver boat's chest, pulling out a silver demon core, and releasing his demonic power to shatter the demon soul!
"Uh……"

Yinzhou opened his mouth slightly, his eyes filled with disbelief as he stared intently at the white-robed youth.

The white-clad youth grabbed his corpse, threw it aside, and transformed into a giant silver wolf over twenty feet in size, lying down next to Yin Fei's body.

The seven unformed Moon Howling Silver Wolves retreated, their emerald green eyes filled with terror.

The white-robed youth turned around, wiped the blood off his hands, placed the Silver Boat Demon Core into a mustard seed ring containing treasures of his clan, and presented it to Chen Yuan with both hands, along with the other mustard seed rings.

He said calmly, "Yin Zhou's words offended you, senior. His crime is unforgivable. I will execute him on the spot. Please forgive me, senior."

"This is a large portion of our clan's treasures and all the spiritual herbs that are over eight hundred years old. We offer them to you, senior."

"Our clan's treasure vault contains a large amount of low-level cultivation resources. I will personally guide you there to collect them later."

Chen Yuan looked at him with interest: "Are you willing to exchange the treasures and lives of the entire Howling Moon Silver Wolf clan for your own life?"

"Very well, if you truly submit, then open your mind. I, Chen, will plant a mark within you, which will preserve your life."

The young man in white shook his head: "I have lived for over nine thousand years and my lifespan is almost over. I no longer care about life and death."

“Now that Qianjie is dead, most of the demon generals in the clan have perished, and I have personally killed Yinzhou, staining my own clan with blood, how can I live on in this world? I shall commit suicide before the statue of my ancestors.”

Chen Yuan raised an eyebrow: "Then why did you do that?"

The white-robed youth said calmly, "This junior dares not beg for life, but having lived for over nine thousand years, I know quite a bit about the affairs of the various demon races."

"If you have any questions, senior, I will answer them to the best of my knowledge."

"If you seniors need me to deal with other demons, I will do my best."

"I only beg you to spare Yinzhu and these seven clansmen who have not yet taken human form. I will be eternally grateful."

Chen Yuan's eyes flashed: "How do you know that we have something to ask you?"

The white-robed youth said, "Senior, your supernatural powers are vast. Our clan's great formation has an anti-air restriction, yet it still cannot stop you. Your physical strength is also far superior to that of us demon generals."

"If you wish to kill us demon generals and break the great formation, it is as simple as turning your hand."

"But the senior did not take action directly. Yin Fei's death was also because he offended the senior with his words. It seems that the senior intended to spare the junior's life."

"My cultivation is far inferior to yours, senior. My only advantage is that I have lived a long time and have a good understanding of the secrets of the various royal families."

"Now that Qianjie is dead, he is of a fierce and unyielding nature, and I'm afraid he will not bow down to his senior."

"The other four elders are still young and their understanding of the major royal families is far less than that of the younger generation. They are unlikely to satisfy the seniors."

"Therefore, I deduce that you must have something to ask me, or something that requires my help, which is why you spared my life."

Chen Yuan nodded slightly: "You guessed right. When Yin Lu saw us, he surrendered without resistance, but he knew nothing when asked."

"We need to use him to lure out Yin Qianjie, so we have no choice but to kill him."

"If you can answer our questions and help us deal with the other royal families, I, Chen, will agree to let Yinzhu and these seven Howling Moon Silver Wolves leave."

"We will also leave them some treasures to help them cultivate."

The young man in white clasped his hands in a bow and said, "Thank you, senior. Please feel free to give any instructions."

Chen Yuan raised an eyebrow: "Aren't you worried that we might go back on our word?"

The white-robed youth said calmly, "The Silver Moon Mountains have already fallen into your control, senior. Resistance is futile and will only lead to our deaths."

"Since you seniors are going to deal with the other seven royal families, if you succeed, the situation in the Myriad Demon Continent will be reversed, and from then on, the human race will be the most respected."

"Leaving behind a low-level demon general and seven low-level demon beasts is nothing to you, senior."

"If the seniors fail and die in the Thousand Tribulations, our clan will also be destroyed by other demon clans. We will still be unable to escape our fate."

"After much thought, I believe the only way for our clan to continue is to bet that you will keep your promise."

"Even if the senior breaks his promise, it is not the fault of the junior. Even if I die, I will have no regrets."

Chen Yuan smiled slightly: "Don't worry, although I am not a moral person, a mere low-level demon general and seven low-level demon beasts are not enough to make me break my promise."

The young man in white breathed a sigh of relief: "Thank you, senior. I would never dare to shirk my duty." (End of Chapter)