Nine Transformations of the True Spirit.

While speaking, Chen Yuan still did not forget to escape. With a flash of his silver eyes, he fled to a distance of a hundred feet from Ye Guihong, leaving only a few arcs of lightning in the place where he was, giving the burly man who arrived late an opportunity to catch him.
Ye Guihong looked at the black-robed monk in front of him, who was wearing a gold-thread mask and had a pair of particularly dazzling silver eyes, and felt confused and uncertain.

The one-year period has come, and in accordance with the agreement with Qi Hanzhou, after arranging the affairs of the sect, he quietly left the sect, sneaked into Nanzhou, and went straight to Xuangui Island, staying there until the ban was broken and the secret realm of Yuling Sect was opened.

But as the head of Jiuli Sect and a great monk famous in Jiuxianzhou, he must not reveal his whereabouts, otherwise he will surely arouse the vigilance of the demon tribe in Nanzhou.

Along the way, Ye Guihong used his secret technique to restrain his energy, avoiding the Demon King's cave, and arrived at Xuanwu Lake safely.

But because of this, when he approached Xuangui Island, he couldn't help but relax, retracted his spiritual sense, increased his speed of escape, and let down his guard.

At this moment, a black-robed monk with his face covered suddenly rushed over, shouting "Master, save me", and behind him was a ninth-level demon king with a monstrous evil aura.

Even though Ye Guihong had been active in the world of immortal cultivation for hundreds of years and was knowledgeable and experienced, he could not help but be stunned for a moment.

He had already issued strict orders that the elders of the sect were not allowed to leave Xuangui Island even a step to avoid exposing their whereabouts. Where did this person come from?

Ye Guihong immediately spread his spiritual sense and scanned the man, but found nothing. He could not help but feel murderous and secretly sent a message: "Who are you?"

Apart from him, there is no other great cultivator in the Jiuli Sect. There is absolutely no way they can block his spiritual sense detection, and they will never hide their identities in front of him.

Moreover, he knew all the magical powers possessed by the elders in the sect by heart. No one could conjure up a pair of black wings, let alone master the art of thunder escape.

This person is definitely not a monk from the Jiuli Sect!
Chen Yuan did not answer, but shouted anxiously: "Master, save me!"

Upon hearing this, Ye Guihong's murderous intent became even stronger, but he did not act immediately. Instead, he called out a yellow bird, raised his hand to its mouth, and whispered a few words.

After doing this, he looked up at the burly man with a cold gaze: "Since you are here, please stay!"

The black-robed monk of unknown origin naturally could not be let go, but he showed no intention of taking action.

And deep in Nanzhou, this ninth-level demon king with strange double pupils is the real threat.

As soon as he finished speaking, the great monk's pressure dissipated from him, overwhelming the momentum of Chen Yuan and the burly man.

Seeing this, Chen Yuan secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and his tense heartstrings relaxed a little.

His bet turned out to be right, as he actually met Ye Guihong, which gave him a better chance of survival.

Fortunately, he was well prepared and had already asked Tian You about the appearances and personalities of all the Nascent Soul cultivators of the Jiuli Sect, so he was able to recognize the Jiuli Sect's leader at a glance.

Ye Guihong raised his hand and made a gesture, and an invisible wave spread out, locking down this world.

He saw with his own eyes the burly man performing the teleportation technique and almost catching up with the black-robed monk, so naturally he had to be on guard.

Just as Ye Guihong took action, several beams of light flew out from the quiet Xuangui Island and headed straight towards this side.

In order to protect the secrets of Black Turtle Island, these two people cannot be let go.

Ye Guihong will kill all the black-robed monks and the burly man with the force of thunder. The matter of the secret realm of Yuling Sect must not be leaked out!

After the burly man's last attack missed, he did not attack again, but just frowned and looked at Ye Guihong.

Seeing that he was a ninth-level demon king and showed no fear in front of him, Ye Guihong couldn't help but feel suspicious, but he did not hold back.

He raised his sleeve and flicked it, and a small civet cat suddenly leaped out from the void.

This civet cat was only a foot long, but its aura was no different from that of a ninth-level demon king. It let out a sharp hiss and ran straight towards the burly man.

The raccoon cat was extremely fast. In an instant, it arrived in front of the burly man, leaving a trail of afterimages behind it.

Its two front paws suddenly swelled up and turned into two terrifying giant claws, covering the burly man completely, leaving three black claw marks in the air, and grabbing him fiercely.

The burly man smiled coldly and casually raised his right hand to block the two huge claws of the civet cat, standing still as solid as a rock.

The raccoon cat roared, and its entire body swelled up to be ten feet long. Its fangs turned outward, its eyes turned bloodshot, and it turned into a bloodthirsty giant beast, opening its mouth and biting.

The burly man frowned, and two rays of cold light shot out from his strange purple-white pupils. He said lightly, "Get lost!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the originally ferocious and crazy beast suddenly froze in place. The blood color in its pupils quickly faded, and its two huge claws became soft and powerless.

The burly man did not take advantage of the situation to fight back, but just looked at it coldly.

The next moment, the giant beast suddenly let out a wail, tucked its tail between its legs, turned around and flew back to Ye Guihong. Its body shrank and it turned back into a harmless civet cat.

It lay on Ye Guihong's left shoulder, making a meowing sound and whimpering as if it was frightened.

Ye Guihong's expression changed. He raised his hand and gently stroked the civet cat on his shoulder. He said in a deep voice, "Please forgive my poor eyesight. May I ask which demon king you are?"

This spirit beast of his has been carefully cultivated for hundreds of years. Its strength is outstanding among the ninth-level demon kings. It is one of his three favorite spirit beasts and has an exceptionally ferocious temperament.

Ye Guihong had fought with the leader of the Zhuyan White Bone Sect before. With a thought, the civet cat rushed forward fiercely.

But the burly man just gave it a look and made it flee without a fight.

There was a deep fear in the civet cat's mind, as if it had encountered a natural enemy, which was something it had never experienced before.

But Ye Guihong had already planted a blood ban on the soul in the civet cat's body, erasing its intelligence, leaving it with only instincts, and making it unable to speak.

He didn't know why the raccoon cat was so afraid of this burly man, but any slight contempt in his heart was gone.

The burly man said calmly, "The last time someone dared to attack me was three thousand years ago. You are so brave."

Ye Guihong was shocked, and his right hand that was stroking the civet cat suddenly stopped. He looked up and down at the burly man, and murmured, "Sir...Are you Senior Sun?"

The burly man said calmly, "Considering that I am only a wisp of my spirit and not here in person, I will forgive your sin of disrespect."

He turned his eyes to look at Chen Yuan, and his voice became cold: "This person has offended me, and he deserves death. Do you want to intervene in this matter?"

Ye Guihong's expression changed, and he shook his head slowly: "Impossible, Senior Sun cannot leave the Sacred Burial Abyss, and cannot perform the art of summoning gods, so please stop playing tricks!"

The burly man sneered and was about to speak.

At this moment, Chen Yuan suddenly clasped his fists and bowed to Ye Guihong, saying sincerely: "I was forced to speak shockingly and ask for help. I hope Brother Ye will forgive me."

"This demon is possessed by the spirit of the demon cultivator from Nanzhou. Its original body is on its way here, coming for the secret space left by the ancient Yuling Sect."

"Please make a decision quickly, Fellow Daoist Ye. Otherwise, the Black Turtle Island formation will be destroyed. I and the monks of your sect will all die!" As soon as these words came out, Ye Guihong's face changed drastically. He turned around abruptly and asked, "Who are you?"

Chen Yuan did not answer, but took out the Yuling Sect elder token and said anxiously, "That demon cultivator who has transformed into a god used the art of summoning gods just to try to steal the token in my hand."

"Its real body will be here in a moment. Fellow Daoist Ye, do not hesitate. Kill this beast quickly to have a chance of survival!"

When Ye Guihong saw the token that had been missing for hundreds of years, he was shocked and could no longer remain calm: "Who are you? Why do you know about the secret realm of the Yuling Sect? Why is this token in your hand?"

The burly man's expression changed slightly, and he said coldly: "You, a young man, have quite a few tricks. You can even detect my secret technique."

"But since you know that I can find the location of the token, why do you dare to sneak into Xuanwu Lake with it? Isn't that courting death?"

Chen Yuan was stunned. He was just worried that Ye Guihong would retreat after learning that the burly man was the spirit of a demon cultivator who had transformed into a god.

He took the initiative to tell Ye Guihong about the secret realm of the Yuling Sect, exaggerated the facts, lied to deceive, and forced Ye Guihong to take action against the burly man.

But he didn't expect that the burly man had already known about this and came for the Yuling Sect Elder's token in his hand.

A deep chill rose from Chen Yuan's heart. No wonder when he left Xuanwu Lake, the burly man came straight towards him without hesitation.

When he dived into Xuanwu Lake, he should have fallen into the sight of this demon cultivator who had reached the state of divine transformation.

The most unbelievable person was Ye Guihong. He turned around suddenly and stared at the burly man: "Are you really the spirit of Senior Sun? Could it be that the story about Senior being seriously injured is also fake?"

At this time, the rays of light that flew out from Xuangui Island finally came nearby and stopped.

Chen Yuan looked up and saw nine people in total. They did not hide their cultivation aura. Two of them were in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul, and the remaining seven were all in the early stage of the Nascent Soul.

They all looked at Chen Yuan and the burly man with different expressions, with surprise and panic in their eyes.

They listened to the conversation between the two men and Ye Guihong, and were shocked as much as Ye Guihong.

The Jiuli sect had been painstakingly planning a grand plan for tens of thousands of years, and it had actually already been known to everyone, and even involved a demon cultivator who had reached the state of being a god.

The words of the black-robed monk were like a bolt from the blue, leaving these usually very cunning Nascent Soul monks at a loss as to what to do.

The burly man ignored them and said calmly, "Who in this world can cause me to be seriously injured?"

"If I hadn't spread the news, how would you dare to come here, set up the formation, and break the restriction of the blessed land?"

Everyone's face changed. Ye Guihong took a deep breath and said, "Senior, have you known about the secret realm of Yuling Sect for a long time?"

The burly man said calmly, "The secret realm of the Yuling Sect is deep in the South Province. After tens of thousands of years, how could I not have noticed it?"

"The five tokens you used to set up the formation were also scattered around Nanzhou by me on purpose for you to discover on your own."

"Who would have thought that you, such a waste, would have lost a token? Otherwise, you wouldn't have been unable to enter the blessed land until today."

Ye Guihong's expression was uncertain: "So, Senior, you know everything about our sect's actions?"

The burly man smiled slightly: "Every blade of grass and every tree in Nanzhou is under my control."

"If I had not needed your strength to break the restriction, I would not have allowed a human cultivator to enter Nanzhou to hunt monsters and obtain pills."

The sky above Xuanwu Lake fell into deathly silence.

Suddenly, a cultivator in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul stage stood out from the crowd. He was tall, dressed in a light yellow suit, had a beard, a deep nose, high eyes, and a rough appearance.

He took a deep look at the burly man, clasped his fists and bowed to Ye Guihong, and said solemnly: "Master, the Yuling Sect's secret realm is our sect's long-term cause. No matter what, we must not give up easily!"

Ye Guihong waved his hand, his expression becoming resolute again: "Don't worry, Junior Brother Yuwen. Since the founding of our sect, our sect has been planning for tens of thousands of years. We are determined to obtain the Yuling Sect's secret realm. Even a Divine Transformation cultivator cannot stop us."

He looked at the burly man and said coldly: "Senior, you may be extremely powerful, but our sect has been passed down for tens of thousands of years, and our tradition is unbroken, so we also have some tricks."

"If Senior is determined to seize the Yuling Sect's secret realm, and if you are pushing us too hard, our sect will have no choice but to fight you to the death."

He flipped his hand and took out a mottled bone xun, and said in a deep voice: "Junior brother Yuwen, join forces with me to destroy Senior Sun's spirit."

"My fellow disciples, quickly return to Black Turtle Island and help Brother Qi to set up the formation."

"Senior Sun is on his way here and will be here in a moment. We must hold out for an hour until the ancestral beast arrives!"

Junior Brother Yuwen immediately clasped his fists and responded: "Yuwen, obey your command!"

Everyone agreed, and Ye Guihong raised his hand, put the bone xun to his lips, and was about to blow it.

Chen Yuan was delighted, thinking that the ancestral beast must be the Jiuli sect's trump card. Since Ye Guihong was so confident, he should be able to stop this demon cultivator.

At this moment, the burly man suddenly smiled and said, "Wait a minute, little friend Ye. When did I say that I wanted to take away the secret realm of the Yuling Sect?"

Everyone was stunned. Ye Guihong had already put the bone flute to his lips and moved it down a little: "What do you mean by this, senior?"

Seeing this, Chen Yuan immediately warned: "Fellow Daoist Ye, don't be fooled by him. He is stalling for time. In a moment, his real body will arrive at Xuanwu Lake."

"If he turns ruthless, we will all die without a burial place, and the restrictions that your sect has worked so hard to break will become a wedding dress for others!"

Junior Brother Yuwen's expression changed, and he echoed, "Master, although this person's origins are unknown, what he said is not without reason. Our sect has fallen into his trap, so we can only fight to the death."

Ye Guihong hesitated for a moment and shook his head slightly: "Junior Brother Yuwen, stay here. The others will return to Black Turtle Island first to help Senior Brother Qi set up the formation."

Junior Brother Yu Wen frowned but did not say anything to dissuade him.

The others did not dare to delay and flew to Xuangui Island immediately.

Ye Guihong put down the bone xun and looked at the burly man: "Senior, what advice do you have? I am all ears."

The burly man did not stop him and nodded slightly: "Young friend Ye has not lost his mind. Although your sect's ancestral beast is strong, it has too many flaws. It is definitely not my opponent. If you resist stubbornly, you can only survive..."

Ye Guihong's eyes twitched slightly, and he said in a cold voice: "If you, senior, only want to belittle our ancestral beast, then you should show your true strength with your own hands."

The burly man smiled and changed the subject: "I have no intention of seizing the secret realm of the Yuling Sect, but I want to join forces with your sect to break the ban and divide up this secret realm." (End of this chapter)