Nine Transformations of the True Spirit.

The battle has once again reached a stalemate, but anyone can see the danger lurking within.

The battle between Xiong Tunhai, Lu Wangquan, and Cangsong Daoren appeared intense, but one side wielded spiritual treasures and divine weapons, while the other side had a large and powerful force. Each side had its own advantages and disadvantages, and neither side had a decisive means to win the battle.

Even if the Nascent Soul cultivator and the Demon General fought for several days and nights, they would still be unable to determine a winner.

The battles between Ao Cang and Qin Wuyai, and between Chen Yuan and Kun Chenglie, were fraught with peril.

If Kun Chenglie's halberd can pierce through the animal hide blocking Chen Yuan's way, or if Qin Wuyai releases a soul storm to completely annihilate the dragon soul.

The seemingly balanced situation can quickly tilt, followed by bloodshed.

The battle between the Nascent Soul cultivators and the demon generals below had been completely altered under the influence of the three demon generals and four Nascent Soul cultivators.

Although their cultivation levels were somewhat inferior, the methods they employed were in no way inferior to the ancient war between the two races.

Whether it's the Heavenly Treasure in Kun Chenglie's hands, the Dragon Soul that the Flood Dragon Clan has worshipped for 40,000 years, the mysterious and unpredictable Divine Soul Phantom in Qin Wuyai's hands, or the Void Refining Kun Fish Skin that Chen Yuan has offered up, they are all treasures that have just touched the Void Refining Realm, or have even completely reached the Void Refining Realm.

Apart from the animal hide in Chen Yuan's possession, which could only be used for passive defense, the other three treasures had already touched upon the limitations of the laws of heaven and earth.

Each move he makes causes the void to collapse and the heavens and earth to shatter.

Countless spatial rifts appeared and disappeared in a flash, turning this world into a tattered rag that was being torn apart at will.

However, not all spatial rifts disappear; some stubbornly remain.

As Nascent Soul cultivators and demon generals, these individuals possessed formidable strength and naturally disregarded these spatial rifts.

However, for demon generals and Nascent Soul cultivators, these spatial rifts are a deadly threat.

As the aftershocks of their battle spread, spatial rifts also extended downwards from the sky, appearing within the battleground and swallowing several demon generals and Nascent Soul cultivators. Even the most bloodthirsty Nascent Soul cultivators and demon generals hurriedly separated.

However, Cui Yuheng quickly realized what was happening and decisively ordered his men to continue their attack.

The demon generals were greatly alarmed and hurriedly retreated. This was not an escape, but rather a way to avoid these spatial rifts and find another battlefield.

However, in the process, some demon generals inevitably failed to dodge and died tragically at the hands of human cultivators.

The morale of the group was greatly boosted. Of course, they were also afraid of spatial rifts, but they had often entered the Qingxu Mountains in the past to search for rare and precious materials. There were many spatial rifts in the mountains, and even some that were invisible and mobile. They had a wealth of experience in dealing with them.

The Qingxu Mountains are the site of the ancient war between the two races, and even after tens of thousands of years, they remain extremely dangerous.

The human cultivators' exploration over tens of thousands of years, at countless costs, has now transformed into an advantage when facing the demon race.

The demon race is wealthy, especially the demon generals of the eight royal families, who have no shortage of cultivation resources. They rarely enter the Qingxu Mountains and are extremely unfamiliar with spatial rifts. Caught off guard, they naturally fall into a disadvantageous position.

However, the demon generals of the three royal families did not panic. No matter how many demon generals died or how many Nascent Soul cultivators they killed, it was insignificant to the overall situation.

The outcome of this battle will depend on the result of the fight between the three demon generals and the four Nascent Soul cultivators.

Under the command of the high-ranking demon generals, the demon generals of the three races fought and retreated, gradually stabilizing their position.

At this moment, they all missed the elders of the cult. If they had covered the rear, such a great loss would not have occurred.

Even exchanging ten elders of the Divine Cult for one low-level demon general would be worthwhile.

However, She Zhelin's letter already indicated that Xinghuo Zhenren had the means to remove the blood-thread gu from the bodies of the Divine Cult elders, and if they were allowed to participate in the battle, they might defect on the spot.

Out of caution, the three clan leaders still allowed the elders of the Divine Sect to remain at the Divine Sect's headquarters.

It was unexpected that human cultivators would come out in full force, including Nascent Soul cultivators from the Wolf God Sect and Snake God Sect, who shamelessly joined the human race. It was truly hateful.

Fortunately, although the number of demon generals from the three races was smaller, their strength was generally greater, and they were not at a disadvantage.

However, not all demon generals went all out. The demon generals of the Azure Dragon lineage frequently faced angry glares from the other two races, and even the other four branches of the Flood Dragon clan.

The Azure Dragon lineage is the most valued by the clan leader and has the largest number of demon generals, but when it comes to fighting, they are the most hesitant and timid, always prioritizing self-preservation. Compared to the Golden Dragon lineage, which has the smallest number of members among the dragon clan, they are inferior.

The other four branches dared not speak out against it, for everyone knew that Ao Cang favored the Azure Dragon branch the most.

Even when Ao Qingsong stole treasures from the clan and lined his own pockets, they turned a blind eye.

Moreover, it's just about protecting oneself on the battlefield; perhaps this was all at Ao Cang's behest.

This is a persistent problem for the Jiaolong clan. The clan has a large number of demon generals, which are divided into five lineages. No matter how abundant the cultivation resources are, at the level of demon generals, there are far more monks than porridge, leading to fierce competition and infighting.

In the past, the other clans had been in power, but now Ao Cang firmly occupies the position of clan leader. With no external threats, he naturally has to focus on taking care of the Azure Dragon clan, while the other four clans can only swallow their anger.

However, the other two clans had no such scruples. They secretly sent messages to Ao Qingsong and the high-ranking demon generals of the Jiaolong clan, all of which were sarcastic and mocking.

Ao Qingsong remained unmoved, simply engaging in combat with Master Jiuyuan at a leisurely pace.

Master Jiuyuan also seemed to lack fighting spirit. The two exchanged blows, which looked like they were sparkling with spiritual light and flying magical treasures, but in reality, they posed no real threat.

Even if they fought for ten days or half a month, they still couldn't determine who was superior.

The other four high-ranking demon generals harbored deep resentment, but dared not utter a word of criticism, and could only let Ao Qingsong act recklessly.

Although he was only the third elder of the Jiaolong clan, that was because he was relatively young. His strength was comparable to that of the first and second elders.

He is also a hybrid of human and demon, cultivating both physical and magical powers, making him even more skilled than high-ranking demon generals who specialize in physical cultivation.

Ao Cang valued Ao Qingsong highly and subtly intended to help him break through to the Demon General level, bestowing upon him many treasures.

He has been cultivating diligently on Fulong Island for hundreds of years and has not made a move, making his strength even more unfathomable.

Unfortunately, he also controls the clan's treasure trove and herb garden. If you offend him, he can easily make things difficult for the demon generals of the other four clans.

Under the influence of the spatial rift, the Azure Dragon lineage intentionally preserved its strength, and the situation gradually became unfavorable to the three royal families.

Interfering with the raging spiritual energy of heaven and earth, the demon generals were unable to observe the battle between the demon commander and the Nascent Soul cultivator.

The demon generals could only pray in secret that the three demon commanders would display their divine power and kill the four Nascent Soul cultivators, wiping out all these lowly slaves who had previously been bullied by the demon race.

But high in the sky, the three demon generals, on whom the demon generals had placed their hopes, not only failed to achieve victory, but also, like them, slowly fell into a disadvantageous position.

Ao Cang's heart was filled with gloom. After he used that secret technique, his body suddenly grew larger and his physical body was strengthened. He broke through the bottleneck of the high-level demon general and it became much easier for him to resist the soul storm.

After Qin Wuyai merged with that divine soul, the divine soul power within his body seemed inexhaustible. Divine soul storms followed one after another, ceaselessly spreading across the sky. Under continuous consumption, the dragon soul power had become extremely weak. The thousand-foot-long crimson dragon was reduced to a three-hundred-foot-long fiery body, far inferior to the azure dragon transformed from Ao Cang.

Ao Cang's situation was also extremely bad. His dragon body was covered in wounds, as if he had been cut into pieces. Blood rained down on the sky, but was quickly swallowed up by the endless spatial rifts and disappeared.

Even when the power of Void Refinement is restricted, it is still power of Void Refinement.

Qin Wuyai simply used his divine soul power to crush Ao Cang, leaving Ao Cang struggling to hold on.

The enormous dragon's body traversed the sky, which was filled with spatial rifts.

The spatial rift, which the demon general feared like a tiger, could not cause any damage. However, the numerous wounds that appeared out of nowhere made Ao Cang unable to help but let out a mournful cry.

The power of the divine soul can not only injure the physical body, but also damage Ao Cang's demon soul, though the damage is not very obvious.

But over time, the pain accumulated can almost rival that of soul refining.

Meanwhile, the battle between Kun Chenglie and Chen Yuan was becoming increasingly thrilling.

The aura emanating from Kun Chenglie's halberd had weakened considerably compared to when it had just been infused with Kunpeng's true blood.

The animal hide in front of Chen Yuan had lost its lustrous sheen and returned to its rough and unpalatable state.

However, a layer of dim black light still enveloped the surface of the animal hide, stubbornly resisting the slashing of the halberd.

At this moment, the spatial cracks that filled the sky were not only caused by the collapse of the void due to the soul storm, but also by the broken marks left by Kun Chenglie wielding his halberd.

But after nearly an hour of fierce fighting, the power contained in that drop of Kunpeng's true blood was clearly about to be exhausted.

The animal hide in Chen Yuan's hand was about to become truly ordinary.

The balance could be broken at any moment, and both of them looked extremely solemn.

Kun Chenglie never imagined that he would be helpless against a human cultivator.

Once the Kunpeng True Blood in Fangtian Halberd is exhausted first, he will be no match for this human cultivator who has refined the blood of three True Spirits and whose physical body is even stronger than his.

Chen Yuan had always been invincible among his peers, and he had never been defeated even when facing the remnant soul of the Demon Lord and the Demon King. However, today he was forced into a desperate situation by a mid-level Demon General.

As Chen Yuan used his lightning escape technique to flee, he kept glancing at the halberd that Kun Chenglie was wielding. He secretly vowed that if he could win this battle, he would definitely obtain this treasure.

The two figures flashed through the air, and after a chase, the black light covering the animal hide finally dimmed completely, leaving only a thin layer.

puff!
The blade of the halberd sliced ​​through the animal hide, leaving a crack.

But even this crack made Kun Chenglie's eyes light up and his expression become excited.

The power of Kunpeng's true blood is still somewhat present, but the animal hide is about to give out!
Fur is just fur; how can it be compared to the real blood left by our ancestors?

Chen Yuan narrowed his eyes and suddenly summoned the Purple Kui Thunder Drum and drumsticks. Behind him, streams of light converged and condensed into a Kui Ox Dharma Image.

He grasped the still trembling drumsticks and struck them heavily on the Purple Kui Thunder Drum!
The drumsticks, which had just been infused with Chen Yuan's full power an hour earlier, had not yet recovered and could not withstand such immense force, shattering completely.

But the Purple Kui Thunder Drum had already been struck, and the purplish-black skin had sunk deeply, revealing fine cracks.

A deafening roar, like the beating of a drum or the rumble of thunder, rang out, and a bolt of lightning descended from the sky, striking Kun Chenglie, who was hot on his heels.

No matter how many spatial rifts there are, or how shattered the heavens and earth are, Chen Yuan, who has refined the true blood of the Kunpeng, can still keenly sense the teleportation technique used by Kun Chenglie.

The lightning bolt moved with incredible speed, arriving above Kun Chenglie's head in an instant. The dazzling lightning illuminated the heavens and earth, causing Xiong Tunhai, Lu Wangquan, and Cangsong Daoren, who were engaged in combat, to turn their heads and look over.

Kun Chenglie had no time to dodge, and dared not take the hit head-on. The thunderous power contained in this heavenly lightning was immense; even a mid-level demon general would be either killed or seriously injured if struck by it.

He raised his halberd and thrust it towards the heavenly thunder, carving out a deep spatial rift.

The lightning struck the spatial rift, and the violent lightning power spread out and was swallowed by the spatial rift.

However, the lightning contained within the heavenly thunder was so immense that even the spatial rift was shattered by a single blow.

The halberd followed closely behind, piercing the heavenly lightning and splitting it in two!
The power of thunder is violent and fierce, but the spatial destruction power contained in the Fangtian Halberd is no less formidable.

The two true spiritual powers clashed to a draw, the heavenly lightning dissipated completely, and the power contained in the Kunpeng's true blood was also exhausted by this attack.

After the Fangtian Halberd merged with the Kunpeng's true blood, the mysterious and subtle aura it emitted suddenly disappeared.

The spatial cracks that had appeared and disappeared around the halberd blade also vanished completely.

Kun Chenglie's expression changed, and he stopped his pursuit.

Chen Yuan, who had used the Thunder Escape Technique to escape a thousand feet away, also stopped, gently exhaled, and put away the beast hide that had become truly ordinary, as well as the Purple Kui Thunder Drum whose skin had developed several cracks and whose spiritual light had dimmed considerably.

He didn't hesitate to shatter the drumsticks, even severely damaging the Purple Kui Thunder Drum, and unleashed another bolt of heavenly lightning, finally exhausting that drop of Kunpeng's true blood.

With a flap of his wings, he vanished from his spot and appeared before Kun Chenglie, leaving only a few arcs of lightning flashing in the distance.

Chen Yuan covered the black blade with both hands and reached for the halberd, coldly saying, "Without the help of the Heaven-Reaching Treasure, what other methods does Chief Kun have?"

Kun Chenglie's face turned ashen. He swung his halberd, slicing through Chen Yuan's hands and severing half of his palm.

However, the magical treasures and divine weapons that were invincible to other demon generals and Nascent Soul cultivators had no effect on Chen Yuan.

Without the power of Kunpeng's true blood, Kun Chenglie could only wield the Fangtian Halberd with his own demonic power.

However, the bloodline within him was only that of a Kun fish, and no matter how pure it was, it was still inferior to the Kunpeng true blood refined by Chen Yuan.

The Kui Niu Dharma Image behind Chen Yuan dissipated, and the Kunpeng Dharma Image condensed, easily dispelling the spatial power that had seeped into his body. True essence surged, and the severed half of his hand was restored to its original state in the blink of an eye.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, he threw a punch with his left hand, which turned into a blur. Kun Chenglie's shoulder collapsed and he flew backwards for hundreds of feet.

However, he also mastered the supernatural power of the immortal body, and his right shoulder immediately recovered completely, allowing him to quickly stabilize his body.

Chen Yuan, however, was relentless. With a flap of his wings, crackling lightning, he teleported in front of Kun Chenglie, ignoring the injuries caused by the Fangtian Halberd. His attack was like a storm, firmly suppressing Kun Chenglie.

Lu Wangquan and Daoist Cangsong were overjoyed. Chen Yuan had broken the deadlock first, and Qin Wuyai also had a significant advantage over Ao Cang. The outcome of this battle was now decided! (End of Chapter)