Nine Transformations of the True Spirit.

Over the next two months, Iron Wing Demon General would invite Chen Yuan to drink and make merry every three to five days.

The strength of the demon race comes almost entirely from physical strength, innate supernatural abilities, and divine weapons, unlike human cultivators who often discuss metaphysics and exchange cultivation experiences.

Iron Wing Demon General and Chen Yuan simply talked about their interesting experiences, as well as their past battles with other demon generals and their participation in the war between the two realms.

Chen Yuan stated that he had never left his clan before, and this was his first time traveling outside. In the past, he had only sparred with the demon generals and subordinate demon generals of the Kunyu clan, and had never participated in the war between the two realms.

Upon hearing this, the Iron-Winged Demon General was filled with envy and exclaimed repeatedly, "As expected of the Holy Race, I have participated in four inter-realm wars since becoming a Demon General, and each time I have narrowly escaped death."

"However, with Brother Kun's strength, even if he participates in the war in the future, he will definitely be safe and sound, and may even make meritorious contributions. At that time, he will naturally be able to rule a region."

Upon hearing this, Chen Yuan fell silent, slowly placing his wine cup back on the table, a bitter smile appearing on his lips: "Brother Tie's kind words are appreciated, but..."

He shook his head halfway through his sentence, then suddenly raised his wine cup and drank the spirit wine in one gulp.

Seeing this, Iron Wing Demon General had a thought running through his mind, but he did not show any unusual expression on his face. He quietly changed the subject and continued to drink with Chen Yuan.

After several such probing attempts, Chen Yuan always put on an act as if he had something difficult to say. Whenever the Iron Wing Demon General asked about the Kunyu clan, he would be vague and gloss over the matter.

However, when he was slightly tipsy, he mentioned several times that he wanted to rule a region but could not achieve his wish. However, he only mentioned it briefly and stopped there.

The demon generals of the Iron Eagle Clan also knew of Chen Yuan's existence, but they usually had no chance to see him.

However, the story of a Kun fish demon general arriving at the Iron Wing Cave gradually spread.

On this day, Iron Wing Demon General once again invited Chen Yuan to a banquet.

After drinking more than half of the spirit wine, the Iron-Winged Demon General suddenly put down his wine cup and asked, "From what Brother Kun has said, it seems that you have long harbored the ambition to rule over a region."

"The territory of the Kunyu Sacred Clan is vast and boundless. With Brother Kun's cultivation and strength, it should not be difficult for him to rule over a million miles of land. Why then do you still need to travel around?"

Chen Yuan did not answer immediately. Instead, he picked up the wine jar, filled the wine cup, drank it down, and then said, "Unless I advance to the level of Demon King, I'm afraid I will never be able to rule a place and become a ruler of a region in my lifetime."

Iron-Winged Demon General was even more puzzled: "Brother Kun, why do you say that? With your strength, as long as you participate in the war between the two realms, make contributions, establish your own cave, and become the master of a region, it will be as easy as turning your hand."

Chen Yuan sighed softly: "How could I not want to participate in the war between the two realms, but..."

He shook his head, drank another cup of spiritual wine, and remained silent.

Iron-Winged Demon General said solemnly, "Brother Kun, if you have any unspeakable difficulties, please speak frankly. Although I am weak and powerless, I am so compatible with you that I will do my best to share your burdens."

Chen Yuan put down his wine cup, glanced at the Iron-Winged Demon General, hesitated for a long time, and finally slowly spoke: "It's not that I, Kun, am unwilling to speak frankly, but this matter involves a demon king of our clan. Please forgive me for not being able to tell you directly. Brother Tie, please do not ask any further questions."

After saying this, he poured another cup of spirit wine, drank it all in one gulp, and looked rather forlorn.

Upon seeing this, Iron Wing Demon General was overjoyed. He had indeed guessed correctly that Kun Feng was unable to establish his residence due to internal strife within the Kunyu clan.

Even the Iron Eagle Clan, which is so weak, is always plagued by internal strife, let alone the Kun Fish Clan, which boasts several Demon Saints and hundreds of Demon Kings.
However, Kunfeng was unable to participate in the war between the two worlds, which puzzled him greatly.

The war between the two realms was so brutal that even the Demon General faced immense risks when he participated.

Therefore, in every war between the two realms, the participation of the Demon King and Demon General was mandatory. Why couldn't Kun Feng participate?
But now is not the time for deep thought. The Iron-Winged Demon General's expression turned solemn, and he said, "Brother Kun is right. Since this involves the Demon King of the Holy Clan, I am naturally powerless to help." "But if Brother Kun only wishes to rule a region and become the lord of a place, I should be able to lend you a hand."

Chen Yuan paused, slammed his wine cup on the table, and stared at Iron Wing Demon General: "Brother Tie, is what you say true?"

Iron-Winged Demon General nodded: "Absolutely true!"

Chen Yuan frowned and said, "Brother Tie, aren't you afraid of offending our clan's demon king?"

Iron Wing Demon General laughed and said, "I would naturally not dare to oppose a demon king, but with the protection of Thunder Mountain Demon King, I have nothing to fear."

Chen Yuan's eyes revealed a hint of doubt: "Please forgive my bluntness, but although the Thunder Mountain Demon King is also renowned, he is probably not as powerful as the demon king I offended."

Ironwing Demon General said unhurriedly, "The Holy Clan Demon King is naturally powerful, but the Kunyu Clan is far away on the Burning Wind Continent."

"That Kun fish demon king wants to cross two continents to cause me trouble, without any regard for the Leishan demon king. I'm afraid it won't be so easy."

Chen Yuan hesitated for a long time before finally speaking: "May I ask Brother Tie what method you have to enable me to rule over a region and become its ruler?"

Iron-Winged Demon General laughed and said, "This matter is simple. Since Brother Kun has no use for his skills in the clan, why not withdraw?"

"As long as Brother Kun joins the Thunder Mountain Demon King's ranks, participates in the war between the two realms, and makes meritorious contributions, the Thunder Mountain Demon King will grant him territory and allow him to establish his own residence."

"But the war between the two realms is a rule set by the Great Sages. No matter how strong that Demon King Kun Fish is, he would never dare to obstruct it."

Chen Yuan's face showed even more hesitation: "But if that's the case, wouldn't I be unable to leave the Heavenly Skeleton Continent and be forced to serve the Bloodtooth Demon Saint from now on..."

Ironwing Demon General sighed inwardly. As expected of a demon general of the Holy Clan, he could only see Thunder Mountain Demon King, but Kunfeng spoke of Blood Tooth Demon Saint. His vision was so high.

He advised, "Brother Kun, since you've gone out to travel, your situation in the clan must be quite bad. You might not even be able to participate in the war between the two worlds. What is there to miss?"

"With Brother Kun's wisdom, it shouldn't be hard for you to see that only by withdrawing can you find a brighter future!"

Chen Yuan fell silent, his expression shifting between light and dark, caught in a struggle.

Iron Wing Demon General stopped urging him and simply watched Chen Yuan quietly, waiting for him to make a decision.

boom!
Chen Yuan suddenly slammed his hand on the square table and said in a deep voice, "Brother Tie is absolutely right. I have offended you..."

He paused, his expression a mixture of humiliation and realization: "Since I can no longer stand in the clan, why should I linger?"

"No wonder my friends all advised me to travel around, preferably away from the Burning Wind Continent, the farther the better."

"But traveling is only a temporary measure; only by completely extricating oneself can one avoid this disaster."

Iron-Winged Demon General laughed heartily: "Indeed! With Brother Kun's strength, even without relying on the power of your clan, you may still have a chance to become a Demon King. Come, let me toast Brother Kun!"

The two raised their wine cups and drank them down in one gulp. Chen Yuan's face, which had been dejected and forlorn just now, was now clear. He said, "What Brother Tie said earlier means that I, Kun, will be granted territory by the Thunder Mountain Demon King if I make contributions in the war between the two realms."

"But I, Kun, have already wasted hundreds of years and cannot wait that long. I wonder if Brother Tie has a faster way?" (End of Chapter)