Nine Transformations of the True Spirit.

Nanzhou, where Shengyuan was buried.

Endless mountains stretched to this place, and were suddenly split apart by an axe. A ravine about a thousand miles long stretched across the earth, with no bottom in sight.

No demon king knows the origin of the Holy Burial Abyss, and no demon king knows what is hidden beneath the Holy Burial Abyss.

No demon king dared to approach this place. Even the tenth-level demon king was very secretive when talking about the Holy Burial Abyss.

Within a thousand miles of the Holy Burial Abyss, there was not even a low-level monster, and no grass or trees grew. There were only pale white rocks spread out in a disorderly manner.

Above the abyss, there is a faint black mist lingering all day long, and looking down, everything is hazy.

In the deep fog, it seems that ferocious beasts will rush out at any time, which makes people shudder.

On this day, a beam of light came from the horizon, arrived above the Holy Burial Abyss, and suddenly stopped.

The escaping light faded away, revealing the figure of a burly man.

He was shirtless, with a dark complexion, bulging muscles, strong arms as hard as iron, and thick dark brown chest hair that almost covered his entire chest.

The big man's hair was like steel needles, piercing the sky unruly, and a thick tail was wrapped around his waist.

A strong demonic aura emanated from him, and he was obviously a ninth-level demon king.

Yet, even such a powerful demon that was capable of running rampant in Nanzhou now had a respectful look on his face, just like the most polite Confucian and Taoist monk among the human race.

He carefully approached the black mist shrouding the Holy Burial Abyss, his movements so gentle as if he was caressing his favorite human concubine.

Finally, the burly man came to the edge of the fog and stopped.

He clasped his hands together, bowed deeply like a human cultivator, and said in a muffled voice: "I, Yuan Zhan, pay my respects to the ancestor."

"What instructions do you have, ancestor? Please let me know. I will do my best to help you, even if it means death!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the Saint Burial Abyss became silent, with only the mist slowly rolling like a giant python.

The burly man maintained the posture of bowing with his fists clasped, motionless, like a lifelike stone sculpture.

After a while, a deep voice came out from the Burial Saint Abyss, with a bit of nonchalance: "The last token of the Yuling Sect elder appeared in Xuanwu Lake."

"Go to Xuanwu Lake now and take the token. Remember, do not alert the people from Jiuli Sect."

The burly man looked serious and immediately responded: "As you command!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a streak of light flew out from the Saint Burial Abyss, stirring up the mist and shooting towards the burly man.

Seeing this, the burly man quickly raised his hand and grabbed the flowing light in his hand. Under the huge impact, his body flew back thousands of feet before he barely stopped.

He didn't care about his sore arms and quickly flew back to the edge of the fog.

Looking down, I saw a transparent white fruit in my palm, about the size of a walnut, flashing with a mysterious light and emitting a fascinating fragrance.

Inside the fruit, several deep purple veins outline a lifelike monkey shape.

That casual voice sounded again: "Take this divine fruit, and you will be able to find out where the token is."

"Remember, don't alert the Jiuli sect monks and let them get this token."

"I obey, little one."

A trace of fear flashed across the burly man's eyes, but he did not hesitate. He put the fruit in his mouth, chewed it a few times, and swallowed it.

Then he bowed deeply, turned around, and flew towards the sky.

After the burly man left, a few low murmurs could be heard from the Burial Saint Abyss: "Interesting, there is actually someone who knows the location of the Yuling Sect's secret realm, but I don't know where this person hid the token, and he almost hid it from me..."

The sound gradually became lower and finally fell into silence.

The fog above the Holy Burial Abyss rolled slowly, filling the gap left by the strange spiritual fruit when it flew past.

The last trace of the burly man's arrival was also quietly erased.

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Nanzhou, Xuanwu Lake.

The bottom of the thirty-meter-deep lake is covered with reefs. The sunlight cannot penetrate the thick water. It is pitch black without a trace of light.

A huge fish, about three meters long, swam quietly by, its huge body swaying gently in the lake. In the blink of an eye, it slid more than ten meters away without making any sound.

Hundreds of feet away, a crab that was even bigger than the big fish moved its ferocious legs covered with spikes and easily crossed the abrupt reefs.

A pair of blue eyes flickered with light, carefully scanning every place they passed by.

In a rocky mountain that the crab had just passed by, Chen Yuan was sitting cross-legged in a cave with his eyes slightly closed and a calm face.

He was wearing a shady cloak, and his figure blended with the surrounding dark lake water. His aura was restrained, and the crabs and big fish didn't notice it at all.

These two level five monsters are spiritual beasts raised by the Jiuli Sect’s Jindan cultivators.

They, along with other water-based spirit beasts, were gathered together by the elders of the Jiuli Sect and placed in Xuanwu Lake, where they were patrolled day and night to prevent anyone from sneaking into the lake.

In addition, they will drive away and kill monsters that accidentally approach Xuangui Island to ensure that the illusion array on the island is not destroyed.

But in front of Chen Yuan, whose figure was hidden by the evasion cloak, these low-level monsters were powerless and could not detect his trace at all.

Chen Yuan sat upright in the cave, gazing at the Black Turtle Island from afar with his spiritual consciousness.

He didn't need to mobilize his true energy. When water approached the Void Escape Robe, it would avoid it on its own without being stained by any traces of water.

Ordinary robes have the effect of avoiding water, and the Void Escape Robe is not even afraid of the turbulence of space. Unless it is the spiritual water controlled by the Nascent Soul cultivator, it cannot be destroyed in the slightest.

The Black Turtle Island was still a peaceful and quiet scene. There were only two or three first-level monsters lying in their nests, silently absorbing the thin spiritual energy of heaven and earth.

A gull circled in the sky, its eyes fixed on the lake. It swooped into the lake, grabbed a fish, landed on the steep cliff near the shore, and lowered its head to devour the fish.

Suddenly, Chen Yuan opened his eyes, his face was as gloomy as water, and his brows were furrowed.

He knew very well that all this was just an illusion created by the formation.

As for the real scene on Xuangui Island, Chen Yuan never saw it with his own eyes and could only understand it a little through Tian You's oral description.

Nearly three months have passed since he came to Xuanwu Lake to monitor Xuangui Island.

Due to the obstruction of the illusion array, he was unable to use his spiritual sense to spy on the situation on the Black Turtle Island. He could only lurk within three hundred miles, patiently waiting for the Jiuli sect monks to enter and exit the array, looking for an opportunity.

But three months passed and no one from Xuangui Island went out, and no monks from the Jiuli Sect entered Xuanwu Lake.

Looking at the peaceful scene on the island, if Tian You had not already pledged his allegiance and the Xuanwu Lake was indeed filled with patrolling spirit beasts, he would definitely doubt whether what Tian You said was true or false.

Chen Yuan pondered for a moment, and with an idea, he placed a layer of spiritual awareness barrier around him and took out the soul-hiding bowl from the mustard seed ring.

After a while, Tian You's soul slowly floated out of the soul-hiding bowl.

Chen Yuan pointed at one point, and a shield of true essence was formed to prevent Tian You's soul from being disturbed by the water. Tian You was already used to being summoned by Chen Yuan to ask about the situation on Black Turtle Island. He immediately clasped his fists and bowed, saying respectfully: "If you have any instructions, please tell me. I will tell you everything I know."

Chen Yuan said: "I have been here for nearly three months, but there has been no movement on Black Turtle Island."

"In your opinion, how long do we have to wait before a cultivator from your sect goes out or enters Black Turtle Island?"

Tian You replied: "According to Tian's past experience of being stationed on Black Turtle Island, in order to avoid attracting attention, each elder comes to Black Turtle Island at a different time."

"Every five or six years, an elder will come and replace one person back to the sect."

"If we are lucky, maybe in a few months, or even a few days, someone will come."

"If you are unlucky, you will have to wait at least a few years before an elder comes to replace you."

Chen Yuan frowned even more tightly when he heard this: "Daoyou once said that there are always six or seven noble elders stationed on Xuangui Island. At least one of Elder Yuwen and Elder Su stays on the island."

"It would be too risky to stay here for a few more years."

Tian You's expression also became solemn. He and Chen Yuan would rise and fall together.

If Chen Yuan was discovered by the Jiuli Sect, he would not be able to escape death.

He advised, "You are right, fellow Daoist. Although the head of the sect has only been to Black Turtle Island once when setting up the formation, now that the restriction is about to be lifted, he may come to Black Turtle Island to preside over the lifting of the restriction."

"In my opinion, it would be better to leave as soon as possible."

"Although the Yuling Sect's secret realm is great, it's not worth risking your life for."

Chen Yuan did not comment and lowered his head to think.

Tian You just wanted to survive, so naturally he didn't want to see him stay here.

But Chen Yuan never worried that he would die at the hands of the Jiuli Sect monks. He was just worried that the Jiuli Sect monks would discover his whereabouts and that they would no longer break the restrictions, and he would not be able to enter the secret realm of the Yuling Sect.

However, what Tian You said made sense. Even if Chen Yuan was not afraid of the Jiuli Sect monks, if Ye Guihong came here in person, he would be unable to do anything. It would be better for him to retreat now.

However, the spiritual beasts in the secret realm of the Yuling Sect must not be taken by the Jiuli Sect alone.

Chen Yuan has made a decision. After returning, he will spread the news about the secret realm of the Yuling Sect.

Facing the huge Jiuli Sect, he was alone and powerless, with no chance to take advantage of, so he decided to muddy the waters thoroughly and then fish in troubled waters.

According to Tian You, it would take at least ten years for the Jiuli Sect to break the restrictions of the secret realm.

You might as well go to Chongde City to visit Master Yue first, then go to Ningzhou Cangjian Palace to meet Ye Wendi, and by the way, bring Qingshan back to Renzhou.

Then go to the Sea of ​​Ten Thousand Monsters. The elder Qinghong of the Zhuyan Baigu Sect should not have been exposed yet and continue to control Yuan Kong and seize the essence of those transformed demon kings.

Jiangzhou, where the Zhuyan Baigu Sect is located, is adjacent to Lizhou. Ever since its defeat at the Cangjian Palace a thousand years ago, it has been in constant conflict with the increasingly powerful Jiuli Sect. The grudges are extremely deep, and the sect will never sit idly by and watch the Jiuli Sect control the secret realm of the Yuling Sect.

In addition, Chen Yuan also planned to pay a visit to other sects he had dealt with before, such as the Bingling Sect, Wanling Pavilion, and Tianji Sect.

If the Jiuli Sect was not about to break the ban, he would not be so anxious. He would just hide behind the scenes and quietly spread the news about the secret realm of the Yuling Sect.

However, there are countless rumors in the world of immortal cultivation, and Xuanwu Lake is deep in Nanzhou, so the various sects may not want to offend the huge Jiuli Sect.

After Chen Yuan's battle with Jade Sea Immortal, his reputation soared and he was almost as famous as a great cultivator. He also had a great reputation in Jiuxianzhou.

The news he said in person would definitely attract the attention of all sects, and they would immediately send people to Nanzhou to verify it.

As long as the Jiuli Sect's formation on Xuangui Island is exposed, there is no way they will be able to monopolize the Yuling Sect's secret realm.

By then, Chen Yuan will be able to get a piece of the pie by joining forces with various sects.

After old man Dan Jue died, he was the only one who mastered the method of refining the Yaoyuan Pill.

As long as he can enter the secret realm of the Yuling Sect, he will be able to exchange demon pills from various sects.

For tens of thousands of years, no one has entered the secret realm of the Yuling Sect. No one knows how many natural treasures and how many level ten demon kings are hidden there.

Breaking through the bottleneck should be no problem, and it might even be of great help to the cultivation in the late Nascent Soul stage.

Thinking of this, Chen Yuan no longer hesitated. He stood up and left the cave, escaping to the north along the bottom of the lake.

Breaking the ban in ten years was just something Tian You heard from the Jiuli sect's formation grandmaster, and it was not necessarily true.

Maybe in a few years, the Jiuli Sect will be able to break the ban.

He must seize the time and spread this matter as soon as possible before the Jiuli Sect enters the secret realm of the Yuling Sect.

But he was now wearing a cloak to evade evil, so his escape speed was not very fast. It took him three full days to leave Xuanwu Lake.

After flying out of the lake, Chen Yuan took off his evasion cloak, put on the demon-transforming ring, and transformed himself into a ninth-level demon king, his escape speed increased a lot.

He still needs to avoid the spiritual beasts released by the Jiuli Sect, but their number is much smaller than that in Xuanwu Lake, so he doesn't need to be too careful.

Chen Yuan hid in the clouds and flew thousands of miles before suddenly stopping.

Three hundred miles away, a burly man with a naked upper body and muscular body flew over from the front and entered his consciousness.

Accompanied by a strong demonic aura, the big man's escape light swept across the sky like a rainbow, and the powerful pressure of the ninth-level demon king was emanated without any concealment.

Chen Yuan bent his body and his speed suddenly increased as he fled to the west.

Although his aura was no different from that of the demon clan, he was a stranger.

Every ninth-level demon king is famous among the demon clan. It is not difficult to deceive low-level demon beasts with shallow knowledge, but it is impossible to deceive demon kings of the same level.

But after Chen Yuan changed direction and flew a few dozen miles, the burly man also bent his body and flew towards him again.

Chen Yuan's eyes flashed, and he suddenly turned and flew to the east, increasing his speed a little bit.

After flying only a few dozen miles, the burly man turned around again and headed straight for Chen Yuan.

Chen Yuan narrowed his eyes and suddenly stopped.

After several twists and turns, the distance between the two was only over two hundred miles.

After a while, the burly man came within two hundred miles of Chen Yuan.

Chen Yuan clearly saw that the burly man laughed grimly and his escape speed increased suddenly.

Chen Yuan frowned, slowly lowered his escaping light, left the clouds that concealed his figure, and waited quietly.

He didn't have to wait too long. The burly man soon came in front of him and stopped, looking very evil and aggressive.

Chen Yuan stood with his hands behind his back and said calmly, "Why did you stop me?"

The burly man looked at Chen Yuan suspiciously, and finally stopped at the gold-thread hollow mask, and said coldly: "There is no Ninth Level Demon King in Nanzhou who doesn't recognize me. Are you from Hanzhou, or are you the elder of the two royal families in the Wan Yaohai?" (End of this chapter)