Nine Transformations of the True Spirit.

After being struck, the Demon General of Lieshan flew to the edge of the illusion array before he was able to regain his footing.

The dragon phantom's claw landed on the nine-section iron whip, leaving three notches. Its immense, overwhelming power, as heavy as a thousand pounds and as devastating as a mountain, was reduced by more than half.

The Demon General of Lieshan was also somewhat weakened. He stroked the nine-section iron whip with his left hand, and a look of pain flashed in his eyes.

He looked up at Wang Xuanyue, his eyes filled with apprehension: "Enough with the nonsense! Show me what other tricks you have up your sleeve."

He spoke in the obscure language of the dragon people, his tone still forceful, but he dared not launch another attack.

That illusory dragon was no ordinary supernatural power; it suppressed four high-ranking demon generals in one fell swoop, and even aroused a sense of awe from the depths of his bloodline. It was very likely related to that illusory dragon.

Who would not fear the methods left behind by the true spirit?

Qin Yuan, the demon general, stopped on the other side of the illusion array. Four deep, bone-revealing wounds were left on his chest and abdomen. Blood flowed freely, staining most of his body red. His energy was weak, and he looked extremely disheveled.

His demonic power surged, attempting to repair the four wounds, but it was blocked by a layer of Xuanhuang dragon energy, which clung to the wounds like a bone-deep sore, domineeringly extinguishing the strands of demonic power and making recovery impossible.

After taking two healing pills, the demon general Qin Yuan received a surge of pure spiritual energy that suppressed the dragon energy and allowed the wound to slowly heal.

A section of the blade on that three-pointed, double-edged sword was also shattered, demonstrating the power of the true dragon's phantom.

Qin Yuan, the Demon General, had an extremely ugly expression, his eyes filled with murderous intent and burning with rage: "You mere dragon people dare to presume to call yourselves our kin!"

"Today I will surely tear your soul from your body and refine it, so that you will never be able to be reborn!"

He felt a sense of relief; Wang Xuan Yue actually possessed such skills. Fortunately, he had heeded Chen Yuan's advice and acted cautiously.

If they were to launch a large-scale attack, they would also have to deal with those three elders at the Cloud Ascension Realm. Even if the four of them joined forces, they would undoubtedly be defeated.

When Wang Xuan Yue saw the elixir he took out, she took a deep breath, and a hint of disappointment appeared in her golden dragon eyes. She said coldly, "I, Wang, naturally do not only have one method, but out of consideration for our kinship, I will spare your lives. If you retreat now, I may let it go."

"If you insist on taking action, I, Wang, will risk the great loss of the foundation of Cangnan to leave you all here."

The Demon General of Lieshan looked at the nine-section iron whip, a look of hesitation on his face.

Qin Yuan, the Demon General, also hesitated. If Wang Xuan Yue could really summon a true dragon phantom or a similarly powerful divine ability, the four of them would have no chance against him.

Shen Yu, the demon general, flew forward, his face as cold as frost, and secretly transmitted his voice to the other three: "Don't believe this. We have broken into the North City and launched a night attack. We are now locked in a life-or-death struggle with them."

"If he really had such methods, he would not have held back and would have already used them to kill us all."

"But he advised us to give up and retreat instead, which must have been a bluff."

"The illusion array I set up can only hold for another quarter of an hour at most after this attack. We must capture this person before the illusion array breaks. We must not hesitate."

Upon hearing this, Qin Yuan Demon Commander and Lie Shan Demon Commander had no further hesitation and pressed forward.

Wang Xuanyue's expression darkened, and he raised the spear in his hand: "It seems that you are destined to lose your lives here today."

Qin Yuan, the Demon General, coldly said, "If you can still summon the phantom of a true dragon, or have other means, we will gladly admit defeat."

A murderous glint flashed in Wang Xuanyue's eyes: "Since you are determined to die, then I, Wang, will grant your wish!"

As soon as he finished speaking, his body surged with dragon energy, and the two fiery red dragon horns on his forehead glowed slightly. A faint dragon roar echoed in the void.

Shen Yu, the beautiful and charming man, flashed her eyes, which shimmered with a hazy blue light. She could vaguely see figures moving about, bustling streets, mountains and rivers, as if they contained a dreamlike world.

The demon general Qin Yuan's demonic aura surged and spread out. He immediately put away his damaged three-pointed double-edged sword, and with a sway of his body, he transformed into a three-headed ferocious bird with purple feathers all over its body. It was about tens of feet long, opened its mouth and spat out wisps of purple fire, and its eyes were extremely fierce.

The Demon General of Lieshan poured his powerful demonic energy into the nine-section iron whip, which condensed into a giant, pale yellow tortoise phantom. It carried mountains on its back, raised its head and roared, its limbs as thick as giant pillars.

A great battle was about to break out when Chen Yuan, who was in the distance, suddenly spoke up: "Wait!"

Everyone was taken aback and turned to look at them.

Chen Yuan stepped forward and said, "There is something I don't understand. You just said that our fight with you was a fight between our own kind."

"But you should be able to see that we look different from you, and we do not cultivate dragon energy, so we are not dragon people. How can we be of the same race?"

The Demon General of Lieshan shouted sternly, "Fellow Daoist Beiming, why waste words? Capture this man first!"

Having said that, he swung his nine-section iron whip downwards, as if wielding a mountain, with great effort. The phantom of the giant tortoise descended from the sky, pressing down on Wang Xuanyue.

Chen Yuan frowned, flapped his wings, and arrived beneath the giant tortoise phantom. With a single palm, he lifted the giant tortoise phantom, which was as if the sky were about to topple over, and it could no longer fall down.

Chen Yuan simply lowered his body slightly and then stopped, remaining completely still.

The Demon General of Lieshan's expression changed: "What do you mean by this, fellow Daoist?"

He never expected that Chen Yuan would actually attack him.

To his surprise, his all-out supernatural power was blocked so easily by Chen Yuan.

The expressions of Demon General Shenyu and Demon General Qinyuan also changed slightly, and they stopped their attacks.

Chen Yuan's eyes flashed, and a thick layer of light covered his right arm, extending to the Demon-Slaying Blade. He flicked it upwards, and a long blade of energy flew out, gleaming with a faint black light, sharp and incomparably piercing through the giant tortoise's phantom.

With his divine power broken, the Demon General of Lieshan flew backward, his gaze towards Chen Yuan filled with even more fury.

Chen Yuan said calmly, "Fellow Daoist Lieshan, please be patient. It's not too late to take action after I've cleared up this confusion."

He turned to look at Wang Xuan Yue and said calmly, "Please explain yourself. Where does this claim of being from the same clan come from?"

Wang Xuanyue glanced at the black wings on his back, then looked at Qin Yuan, who had transformed into a three-headed ferocious bird, and said coldly, "You are right. I thought you were all human, just like me. But now it seems I was wrong."

"Your Excellency has wings on your back, and this person has transformed into a demonic bird. He is not human, but a demon. Make your move!"

Upon hearing this, both Demon General Shenyu and Demon General Lieshan were greatly surprised, and even the fierce eyes of the three-headed ferocious bird revealed a hint of astonishment.

Chen Yuan's eyes flashed, and he said, "Are you aware of the existence of the human and demon races?"

Wang Xuan Yue proudly declared, "My Dragon Clan evolved from the Human Clan and is a branch of the Human Clan. How could I, Wang, not recognize the appearance of a Human?"

"Upon seeing you, I knew that you were not from the Xuanli Realm, but rather came from another realm."

"However, I forgot that demons can also transform into human form."

"The only thing I can do against you monsters is to fight. Bring it on!"

The three were even more surprised, and Qin Yuan, the demon general, blurted out: "There are still humans in this Xuanli Realm?"

Wang Xuan Yue sneered: "There is only the Dragonman race in the Xuan Li Realm, but the Dragonman is also a human race."

Chen Yuan raised an eyebrow: "I have seen humans before. Your esteemed self is covered in dragon scales, has dragon eyes and horns. Even if you were truly evolved from humans, you would have no relation to them at all. Why do you still consider yourself human?"

"Even if a human from the outside world were to enter the Xuanli Realm and see the Dragon People in this form, they might not necessarily recognize you as one of their own." "The Dragon People and the Demon Race actually have many similarities. Since you have recognized our identities, why not stop here?"

“We are not bloodthirsty people. We attacked you today only because we are new to the Xuanli Realm and wanted to ask you about the situation here.”

"To be honest, we were sent into this realm by the orders of the Demon Saint."

"Since you know of the existence of the demon race, you should know that the strength of a demon saint is comparable to that of a Heavenly Realm cultivator of the Dragon-Human race."

"Several demon saints will soon arrive in the Xuanli Realm, at which time the entire dragon race will face annihilation."

"But if you are wise enough to help us complete our important mission, we will definitely petition the Demon Saint on your behalf and reward you handsomely when he arrives in the future."

"It would be an easy matter to get Cangnan to join the demon race. What do you think?"

Upon hearing this, all three frowned, and Demon Commander Lieshan couldn't help but exclaim, "How is this possible..."

Chen Yuan frowned, and two points of silver light suddenly appeared in his eyes. His aura surged, and he turned to look.

A powerful pressure enveloped the Demon General of Lieshan, as if the might of heaven had descended. He felt a chill rise in his heart for no reason and dared not say another word.

Wang Xuan Yue fell silent, his eyes shifting uncertainly. After a long while, he said, word by word, "Enough talk, just fight. The demon race is cruel by nature and untrustworthy. I, Wang, will never listen to your words."

Chen Yuan's eyes flashed: "Have you also met any demons?"

Wang Xuanyue said coldly, "Don't even think about trying to get any more information out of me. Just do it."

“Wang, having inherited the legacy of the true dragon, still possesses some skill.”

The Demon General of Lieshan said, "Fellow Daoist Beiming, why waste words with this person? He is stubborn and seeking his own death, so we will grant his wish."

Chen Yuan ignored him and asked again, "You are so hostile to the demon race. If we were not demons but humans, would you stop fighting?"

Wang Xuanyue said, "So what if you are human? Even if you are human, you sneaked into my Cangnan tribe's territory at night, intending to take my life. It will be a fight to the death."

The Demon General of Lieshan could no longer suppress his killing intent. He raised his nine-section iron whip and said, "Fellow Daoist Beiming, you heard me. This person is stubborn and unyielding. There is no point in saying more. We should act quickly, or things will change."

Chen Yuan nodded slightly: "Fellow Daoist Lieshan is right. Delay may lead to unforeseen circumstances, so I, Kun, will not stand on ceremony..."

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly flapped his wings, his figure disappeared from the spot, and appeared behind the Demon General Chen Yu.

Chen Yuan's black hair suddenly turned snow-white, his aura surged, and he slashed out with the Fiend-Slaying Blade. The golden blade was covered with black light, and death energy, like snakes and pythons, coiled around the Demon General Chen Yu.

Shen Yu, the demon general, suddenly changed her expression, but caught off guard, she had no time to dodge.

Fortunately, she was on guard against Wang Xuan Yue summoning the true dragon phantom a second time, and she kept the handkerchief in her hand. Suddenly, she turned around, threw the handkerchief, which grew to about ten feet in size, and covered Chen Yuan.

Five long, fluffy white tails grew from her back, quickly swelled, and intertwined to protect her.

A hazy blue light also appeared in Shen Yu Yao Shuai's beautiful eyes. Under the cover of the handkerchief, a virtual world that was shrunk a thousand times appeared and enveloped Chen Yuan.

A wisp of green energy surged into Chen Yuan's body. In a daze, he felt a blur before his eyes and found himself in a bustling city.

The streets were bustling with people, lined with shops on both sides, with banners on bamboo poles waving in the wind to attract customers.

Smoke curled up from the backyards of restaurants and eateries, accompanied by loud hawking cries.

A young girl, dressed in a traditional Chinese dress, appeared to be around sixteen years old with a pure and innocent look. Suddenly, she cried out in pain, tripped, and fell towards Chen Yuan.

Chen Yuan's eyes were indifferent. He took a step back and let the girl fall.

A fierce glint suddenly flashed in the girl's eyes, and a huge boning knife used by butchers appeared in her hand, which she then thrust at Chen Yuan.

Chen Yuan raised his hand, grabbed the girl's wrist, and casually threw her away, hitting several passersby.

The passersby all looked angry, ignoring the boning knife in the girl's hand, shouting at Chen Yuan, their eyes filled with violence, and they surrounded him menacingly.

But the next moment, the bustling city scene before Chen Yuan's eyes twisted and shattered, like a burned painting, turning to ashes.

He came to his senses, and only a moment had passed. The azure energy that had surged into his body had been completely burned away by the Zhu Yan True Fire.

The illusory world beneath the handkerchief shattered.

Chen Yuan snorted coldly, and the Zhu Yan True Fire, following that mysterious connection in the dark, surged into Shen Yu Yao Shuai's soul space, rushing towards her soul and rising violently.

That peculiar handkerchief, both real and illusory, also ignited a flame of true fire.

Without pausing, the Demon-Slaying Blade struck the five intertwined, furry tails, and with a flash of golden and black light, sliced ​​them apart.

Although the power attached to the Demon-Slaying Blade is not spatial destruction, it is merely a black blade divine ability, which is still beyond what the Demon General Chen Yu can withstand.

Her greatest skill was illusion magic; if the illusion took effect, Chen Yuan would be unable to unleash this strike.

However, the Zhu Yan True Fire is the best counter to this kind of method that targets the soul. After burning the illusion, the Demon General Chen Yu could no longer resist.

The Zhu Yan True Fire turned the tables and burned away the spirit.

Shen Yu, the demon general, felt a sharp pain coming from the depths of his soul, and a violent killing intent rose up inexplicably in his heart.

Not only did she not want to escape, she also wanted to tear Chen Yuan in two.

It seems that only in this way can this pain be released.

But she hesitated for only a moment before regaining her senses, enduring the excruciating pain, and retreated rapidly.

But that momentary delay was enough for the Demon-Slaying Blade to slice across her fair neck.

Chen Yuan showed no mercy, his eyes were cold, and with one stroke he severed the head of the Demon General Chen Yu. Blood gushed out like a spring, falling onto her graceful body, bloody and ugly.

The Zhu Yan True Fire blazed fiercely, and before the soul of the Demon General Chen Yu could escape, it was burned to nothingness, and he perished.

Her body and head transformed into a massive entity, falling down and collapsing several houses, causing the earth to tremble and dust to fly everywhere.

The Demon General Lieshan was shocked and shouted, "Fellow Daoist Beiming, what do you mean by this?!"

The three ferocious birds opened their maws, and three shrill voices overlapped: "Stop!"

Wang Xuan Yue stared in disbelief, her golden dragon eyes wide open, looking at Chen Yuan, somewhat at a loss.

Without hesitation, Chen Yuan turned to look at the three-headed ferocious bird, his eyes flashing with lightning that transformed into a pair of silver eyes.

He raised his right hand, and several streaks of azure lightning intertwined in his palm, transforming into a lightning spear. With a mighty hurling, accompanied by a thunderous roar, the lightning spear shot forth, heading straight for the three-headed ferocious bird! (End of Chapter)