Nine Transformations of the True Spirit.

Bloodtooth Demon Saint flicked his sleeve, and twenty-nine jade slips appeared in front of him, shooting out like meteors.

The demon kings hurriedly reached out to catch it, but it made a series of loud thuds. They were forced to take a few steps back by the force of the blow, and their palms ached slightly.

Bloodtooth Demon Saint unleashed his fury; the power contained within this small jade slip was enough to kill a demon general instantly, and even the demon king found it somewhat difficult to withstand.

Standing at the head of the left, the Thunder Mountain Demon King had the highest cultivation and the strongest strength, but he retreated the most, his tiger's mouth split open, blood flowing freely, staining the jade slip in his hand red.

The jade slip that was shot at the Thunder Mountain Demon King was not just a simple object containing immense power; it also contained a wisp of the Bloodtooth Demon Saint's true essence, which was cold and sharp.

The Thunder Mountain Demon King was caught off guard and injured, losing face in front of the other demon kings.

But the demon kings no longer cared about the Thunder Mountain Demon King; they all probed the jade slips in their hands with their divine senses, their eyes filled with undisguised shock.

It is not uncommon for shadow spies to infiltrate the Demon Realm, and even many demon kings in the palace have dealt with cultivators from the Spirit Realm.

The Spirit Realm and the Demon Realm are sworn enemies, but both worlds possess many unique treasures and cultivation resources. The Spirit Realm has conquered numerous realms and has no shortage of rare and precious items, making it the object of desire for the demon race.

No matter how deep the hatred or how fierce the battle, it could not stop the two sides from exchanging goods and resources, and the benefits involved were too great.

However, it is unheard of for a Shadow Spy cultivator to possess the bloodline of a Demon Saint and to have established a cave dwelling and a name in the Burning Demon Realm.

Many of the demon kings among them had heard of the name of the Northern Underworld Demon General. He was a demon general of the Holy Clan, and from the extremely powerful Kunyu Holy Clan, yet he had joined the Thunder Mountain Demon King's ranks, which made countless demon kings secretly envious.

However, after the Northern Underworld Demon General entered the Xuanli Realm, he never returned. They thought he had died at the hands of the Spirit Realm cultivators and even mocked the Thunder Mountain Demon King in private. Little did they know that this renowned Kunyu Demon General was actually a Shadow Spy cultivator and a human-demon hybrid.

The demon kings were skeptical, wondering how a demon general of the Holy Clan could have joined the Spirit Realm. However, looking at the handsome appearance of the Northern Underworld Demon General in the jade slip, they couldn't help but believe it to some extent.

As demon kings, they were long-lived and knowledgeable, commanding countless handsome men and beautiful women of unparalleled beauty, yet none could compare to the Northern Underworld Demon General before them.

The Northern Underworld Demon General was more than just handsome. Even through the jade slip, the demon kings could vaguely sense his otherworldly aura, which even surpassed that of them.

This is the temperament inherent in top-tier bloodlines. Bloodtooth Demon Saint was not wrong; Northern Dark Demon General must possess the bloodline of a Holy Race, or even... something higher.

This otherworldly aura is essentially because the cultivator has touched upon the power of the laws, subtly resonating with the Great Dao, which is called "immortal aura" in the spirit world.

Whether human or demon, the higher one's cultivation level, the more extraordinary and refined one becomes, and the more ethereal and otherworldly one's temperament becomes.

Every Mahayana cultivator and demon saint has a different appearance, but in the eyes of low-level cultivators, they are all like immortals descended to earth, perfect and flawless. A single glance will inspire them to worship and they will not even dare to have the thought of fighting against them.

They are the embodiment of the law, the manifestation of the Great Way.

Bei Ming, a mere demon general, or rather a Nascent Soul cultivator who has not yet reached the Void Refinement stage, possesses such an aura, which can only originate from the bloodline within him.

At this moment, the demon kings remembered what the Bloodtooth Demon Saint had said: Bei Ming not only possessed the bloodline of the Kun fish, but might even have the bloodlines of fire and thunder. Their shock was beyond words.

The Bloodtooth Demon Saint said that Bei Ming was a bastard, but the other demon kings certainly didn't think so. Demons can only inherit one bloodline, so how could they possess three different bloodlines at the same time?

This completely defies common sense. If a demon could inherit two bloodlines, the Demon Realm would have been teeming with demon saints and demon kings as numerous as dogs. How could it have been suppressed by the Spirit Realm all this time?

However, the indelible and otherworldly aura emanating from the Northern Underworld Demon General caused the demon kings to waver slightly. Could it be that what the Bloodtooth Demon Saint said was true?

The bounty recorded at the end of the jade slip further solidified their belief: a second-grade spiritual weapon, three bottles of ten-thousand-year-old body-tempering elixirs, a thirty-thousand-year-old body-tempering herb, one hundred low-grade immortal spirit stones, and ten top-grade spiritual materials...

The treasures that the Bloodtooth Demon Saint took out were enough to transform a Void Refinement Demon King, and there were also many low-level cultivation resources, enough to make a weak race instantly become powerful.

This Northern Underworld Demon General must either truly possess three bloodlines, or be hated to the bone by the Bloodtooth Demon Saint, or even both, for him to offer such a generous reward, enough to tempt all the demon kings in the hall.

But after taking out the jade slip, the Bloodtooth Demon Saint calmed down a bit and said, "Although this Northern Underworld Demon General is only at the Nascent Soul stage, his strength is no less than that of a Void Refinement stage cultivator. He may even have other trump cards. If you encounter him, you must not be careless."

"This person's whereabouts are mysterious and unpredictable. This Saint and several other Demon Saints joined forces to send Dark Demon Guards into the Spirit Realm to investigate this person's whereabouts, but they found nothing."

“You must pay close attention. If you receive any news, report it immediately. I will reward you accordingly.”

At this point, the Bloodtooth Demon Saint's anger surged again, and he gave Thunder Mountain Demon King a cold glance.

He had spoken up for the Thunder Mountain Demon King in front of Tianzhu Demon Saint and others.

After the Xuanli Realm incident was resolved, several demon saints took out their treasures three times, asking the Dark Demon Guards under the command of the Dragon Fall Demon Saint to search for the whereabouts of the Northern Underworld Demon Commander in the Spirit Realm and find an opportunity to assassinate him. However, after more than two hundred years, they found nothing.

It was as if the Northern Underworld Demon General had vanished into thin air. The Dark Demon Guards infiltrated Donghua City, where the Tai Xuan Sect was located, and Wanren City, which was similar to the Mountain Moving Sacred Domain, but they still couldn't find any information about the Northern Underworld Demon General.

The Tai Xuan Sect's mountain gate is located on a floating giant island, making it impossible for outsiders to enter, let alone the Dark Demon Guards who have no foothold in Donghua City.

The Tai Xuan Sect was established just over ten thousand years ago, while the Blood Tooth Domain has existed for far longer than the Tai Xuan Sect.

The Tai Xuan Sect had never dealt with the Burning Demon Realm before. Although the Dragon Fall Demon Saint sent Dark Demon Guards at the request of several Demon Saints, he could only start from scratch to plant hidden agents, which had a very poor effect.

These Dragon Fall Demon Saints did not hide anything; infiltrating a Mahayana sect was extremely difficult, even if it was just a newly established sect.

However, the demon saints were in a hurry and needed to act quickly. The Dark Demon Guards had to gather information without leaving a trace, which required a great deal of treasures.

Over the course of more than two hundred years, the treasures that the Bloodtooth Demon Saint had produced were no less than those of a Nascent Soul stage treasure. The other demon saints also found it difficult to keep up and had no choice but to give up.

When they explored the Xuanli Realm, they built a bone altar and an interdimensional teleportation array, which consumed a lot of rare spiritual materials and treasures. They also sent out their strongest demon generals, some of whom were descendants of true spirits. Their losses were already extremely heavy.

If we continue to throw treasures into this bottomless pit, the losses will be even greater.

Whenever Bloodtooth Demon Saint thought of the treasures that he had given away to Dragon Fall Demon Saint for nothing, his heart bled, and his dissatisfaction with Thunder Mountain Demon King grew deeper and deeper.

The Thunder Mountain Demon King lowered his head, concealing his gloomy expression. He dared not wipe away the blood from his tiger's mouth, letting the blood droplets fall and splatter into a bewitching blood flower on the smooth white jade floor.

The demon kings all agreed, and quietly glanced at the Thunder Mountain Demon King at the front. The demon king who was on good terms with him sighed inwardly, while the demon king who was at odds with him revealed a mocking look in his eyes.

The Bloodtooth Demon Saint took in the expressions of all the demon kings, and his anger subsided slightly.

The Northern Underworld Demon General was merely an interlude; the most crucial matter was this great war between the two realms. The Bloodtooth Demon Saint slowly spoke: "The importance of the spatial rift is self-evident; I need not elaborate. This battle can only be won, not lost."

"Those who make meritorious contributions will be rewarded by the Great Sage Moving Mountains in addition to the rewards given by the Sage himself."

"Whatever you want, whether it's body tempering pills, spiritual treasures and divine weapons, spirit stones and elixirs, or even improving your bloodline, the Great Sage of Moving Mountains will not be stingy with it."

"On the contrary, if you show any cowardice or fear of battle, you will be severely punished. You should all be careful and not make a mistake for yourselves!"

"We will obey the Demon Saint's decree!"

The demon kings responded in unison, their solemn voices echoing throughout the hall. The figure of the Bloodtooth Demon Saint slowly disappeared, leaving behind an empty stone chair.

The demon kings straightened up, their expressions much more relaxed, and turned to walk out of the main hall.

The main hall is located on the mountaintop, with a wide and open view outside. The mountains, shrouded in clouds and mist, are majestic and imposing, with waterfalls cascading like ribbons, ancient forests verdant, and cliffs rising thousands of feet, showcasing the magnificent scenery of the Demon Saint's Cave.

The demon kings clutched the jade slips bestowed by the Bloodtooth Demon Saint, exchanged glances, bowed in farewell, and then rode away on their own in their escape lights.

This is a war between two realms, not just a fight between two demon kings over territory. It concerns life and death, and the demon kings dare not hold back in the slightest.

However, the Bloodtooth Demon Saint only gave them three years. During these three years, they needed to prepare for war, gather nearly a hundred demon generals under their command, and their large army of demon beasts. Time was very tight, and they had to return to their cave as soon as possible.

However, not all the demon kings left. The Wood-Eating Demon King glanced at the Thunder Mountain Demon King, a hint of mockery appearing on his wooden face.

He said, "That Bei Ming once served under Fellow Daoist Lei Shan. Fellow Daoist Lei Shan knows this person far better than we do. He must have a way to find this person's whereabouts. Please do not hesitate to teach me. If you make any contributions, I am willing to share half with you."

The Thunder Mountain Demon King narrowed his eyes and said coldly, "Bei Ming is treacherous and has tried to hide his true colors from me. I have not seen through his true nature, let alone understood him."

"On the contrary, Fellow Daoist Shimu's Void Refining Puppet had an arm cut off by Beiming. Next time we meet, be careful not to suffer a great loss again."

The Wood-Eating Demon King raised a hand and slowly clenched it: "A mere demon general, as long as there is no inside accomplice, I can capture him with ease."

"I only hope that Fellow Daoist Leishan will not feel sorry for Beiming just because he was once a demon general under your command, and will spare his life."

The Thunder Mountain Demon King said expressionlessly, "I will not show any mercy. If Bei Ming dares to enter Tyrant Turtle Island, I will personally capture him, cut off his head, extract his soul and refine it, and offer it to the Demon Saint!"

Having said that, without waiting for the Wood-Eating Demon King to retort, he flicked his sleeve, turned around, and soared into the sky, disappearing into the distance.

The Thunder Mountain Demon King's face was ashen. He had been deliberately controlling his speed within the Silver Tide Mountains, keeping it relatively slow. However, after leaving the Silver Tide Mountains, he suddenly accelerated and arrived at the valley where the teleportation array was located.

As the demon generals approached, the Thunder Mountain Demon King unleashed his aura, and his powerful demon king pressure instantly filled the entire valley.

All the noise and commotion vanished instantly, and the surrounding demons hurriedly made way and bowed in respect, all showing their reverence.

With a cold face, the Thunder Mountain Demon King strode into the teleportation array. In a flash of white light, he was back in the Thunder Mountain Cave.

The spatial compression force felt like a gentle breeze on him. He looked at the array tightly enveloping the teleportation array and coldly said, "Open the array!"

Yan Qi, the demon general guarding the teleportation array, stood outside the array barrier. Ever since the Thunder Mountain Demon King went to Silver Tide City through the teleportation array a few days ago, he had been guarding the teleportation array, waiting for the Thunder Mountain Demon King to return.

Upon seeing the Thunder Mountain Demon King's appearance, Demon Commander Yan Qi's heart skipped a beat. He immediately ordered his demon generals to open the array barrier and strode forward, bowing respectfully: "Your Majesty..."

The Thunder Mountain Demon King ignored him, soared into the sky, and flew out of the valley.

Yan Qiyao stood there stunned, but breathed a long sigh of relief.

The valley was not far from Thunder Mountain, but the Thunder Mountain Demon King was even faster. His icy voice echoed throughout the entire mountain range and reached every cave: "Demon General, heed my command! Come to see me immediately!"

A quarter of an hour later, more than a dozen demon generals gathered at the main hall at the foot of Thunder Mountain, cautiously watching the Thunder Mountain Demon King on the main seat.

His expression was extremely gloomy, and his eyes revealed a terrifying murderous aura. The aura of a demon king was faintly emanating from him, and the thunder outside the palace became much more intense. The Thunder Mountain, which was always shrouded in lightning, seemed to be enraged.

"Issue my decree: three years from now, the great war between the two realms will begin. All demon generals of Thunder Mountain Cave must enter Tyrant Turtle Island to participate in the battle!"

The expressions of the demon generals changed drastically. The Thunder Mountain Demon King's gaze slowly swept over them, and he said, word by word, "You have only one mission: to find Bei Ming's whereabouts. I will tear him to pieces!"

With a wave of his hand, lightning surged and intertwined in the air to form a lifelike human figure, which was none other than the Northern Underworld Demon General who had disappeared for more than three hundred years!
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Boundless Sea, Ice Soul Island.

The entire island was covered in ice and snow, devoid of any greenery. Hard ice encased the rugged peaks, pointing straight to the sky as if to pierce it.

In the icy cave, a stunningly beautiful woman put down the jade slip in her hand. Her azure eyes were almost identical to those of the Great Sage Zhenhai, and her light blue hair cascaded down to her slender waist.

"Bei Ming..."

She murmured to herself, and a defiant figure faintly appeared in the depths of her eyes: white hair, silver eyes, black wings and demonic armor, lightning swirling around him, and white flames following him, like a demon god or lord descending to earth.

The figure in the woman's eyes suddenly vanished, and a cold glint flashed across her face. A layer of white frost quietly rose on the ice walls surrounding the cave, colder than ice itself.

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Boundless sea, Tianzhu Island.

Inside the main hall, the Heavenly Pillar Demon Saint sat high above, his imposing body like an iron tower, while the Demon King bowed his head below.

"Listen to my command! Slaughter every single cultivator from the Tai Xuan Sect! Capture and kill the one from Bei Ming, and I will reward you with a second-grade spiritual treasure weapon, a bottle of 30,000-year-old body-tempering elixir, and a Tianhun pill... I will assist you in your attempt to become a Demon Saint!"

The Heavenly Pillar Demon Saint's voice was deep and resonant, like a chilling wind blowing from the depths of hell, carrying with it a murderous aura that sent shivers down one's spine.

The demon kings were all shaken. The Heavenly Chaos Pill was an unparalleled elixir that allowed demon kings to comprehend the power of laws!
"We will obey the Demon Saint's decree!" (End of Chapter)