Nine Transformations of the True Spirit.

The Jiuli sect monks were startled when they heard this and all turned to look.

Ye Guihong frowned: "What's the matter, fellow Taoist?"

The burly man did not answer. He closed his eyes, and the evil spirit in his body stagnated and suddenly subsided.

Everyone was even more confused. Junior Brother Yuwen already had a blood feud with the demon clan and even dared to contradict Sun Yuan. Seeing the burly man acting like this, he was very dissatisfied.

He sneered and was about to scold, but Ye Guihong raised his hand to stop him.

Ye Guihong looked at him and whispered, "Brother, you just told me to put the overall situation first, but now it's your own turn, you forgot?"

Junior Brother Yu Wen was stunned for a moment. After a long while, he slowly nodded and remained silent.

Ye Guihong secretly breathed a sigh of relief, turned around and looked at the burly man with a serious expression.

Under the gaze of the Jiuli sect monks, the burly man was suspended in the air, motionless, with his demonic aura restrained, like a sculpture.

Suddenly, he slowly opened his eyes, and there was a pair of pupils in his eyes, one white and the other purple.

A slightly ethereal aura emanated from him. It was not as strong and ferocious as demonic energy, but also not as clear and pure as spiritual energy. It seemed as if demonic energy and spiritual energy were mixed together, and it was extremely strange.

This strange aura was completely different from the burly man's original aura, as if he had been possessed by someone.

Everyone had never seen such a strange scene before. They were greatly shocked and some even gasped. He did not have the sophistication that a Nascent Soul cultivator should have.

Ye Guihong stepped forward and bowed, "I respectfully welcome you, Senior."

The burly man's pupils turned and scanned everyone.

Everyone lowered their heads slightly to avoid his gaze, only Junior Brother Yu Wen looked at him silently without any fear.

The burly man didn't care. His eyes finally fell on Ye Guihong and he smiled slightly: "Sorry to have kept you waiting, Mr. Ye."

A trace of doubt flashed across Ye Guihong's eyes, and he asked, "I've heard my master talk about the spirit fruit. It seems that if you deposit a wisp of spirit in advance and absorb the essence of the spirit fruit, you can possess the person who takes the spirit fruit..."

The burly man said calmly, "There are many false rumors, so don't take them seriously."

Ye Guihong suddenly realized: "I am a young man with little knowledge, thank you for your guidance."

The burly man did not comment, but turned his head and stared at the bronze tower. After a while, he said, "This bronze tower is worthless. There is no need to waste time here. Let's go to the center of the secret realm immediately."

"As long as we find the center of the formation, the entire secret realm will be under our control, and we can take whatever treasures and spiritual beasts we want."

Ye Guihong's eyes flashed, and he asked, "Senior, do you seem to know the details of this huge bronze tower?"

The burly man said calmly: "Just do as I say."

Ye Guihong smiled, his expression was humble, but he did not give in: "Senior, I will obey your orders."

"But our sect has spent thousands of years of hard work to finally enter the secret realm. We can't just ignore the ruins of the Yuling Sect because of a senior's words."

"Excuse me, Senior, where exactly is this huge bronze tower? Why won't you let us enter it?"

The burly man frowned, slowly turned his head and stared at Ye Guihong.

Ye Guihong met his gaze, his expression normal, and he just clasped his fists and bowed: "Please help me solve my doubts, senior."

Outside the secret realm, he did not dare to disobey Sun Yuan in person.

But now the burly man is just a fragment of Sun Yuan's spirit, and when it comes to the remains of the Yuling Sect, Ye Guihong naturally insists on his own opinion and will never give in easily.

The two looked at each other for a while. The burly man seemed to see that Ye Guihong would never compromise, and slowly said: "This huge bronze tower is a trial place built by the Yuling Sect for the low-level disciples of the sect."

"This tower has seven floors, and there are level seven monsters and some low-level treasures as rewards."

"Tens of thousands of years have passed, the spirit beasts have long since died, and those treasures have decayed and have no value. There is no need to waste time."

Ye Guihong's eyes flashed: "Senior, you know so much about the secret realm of Yuling Sect, I think you should know the location of the center of the secret realm, please give me some advice."

The burly man said in a deep voice: "Just follow me, little friend Ye, rest assured, I will let you refine the core of the formation and control the entire secret realm. All you need is to help me find something."

"Of course, whether you fulfill your promise is entirely up to you, but don't forget that I am waiting for you outside the secret realm."

Ye Guihong's heart trembled, and he said solemnly: "I will definitely live up to your trust!"

The burly man chuckled, turned around and flew away.

Ye Guihong raised his hand and waved. The Jiuli sect monk looked at the giant bronze tower reluctantly and followed him closely. His figure soon disappeared into the horizon.

……

On the bank of a large lake, the corpse of a deep blue dragon lay on the ground, its eyes closed and no life left, only its dragon might remained.

Several cultivators were suspended in the air. One of them raised his hand and made a gesture, controlling a Fang Tian Hua Ji. The halberd, which was about ten feet long, seemed extremely light. He picked out the dragon's tendons inch by inch and peeled off the dragon's skin and scales.

The other few people watched silently. The person in the lead had a calm expression. He was the great monk of Taiming Sect named Wang Xuan Ge. He looked at the person next to him with a slightly solemn expression.

This person was an old woman dressed in black, with gray hair and chicken skin, and cloudy eyes.

The old woman in black held a brass compass in her left hand, on which were engraved the Tai Chi Bagua, the Heavenly Stems and Earthly Branches, and the Twenty-Four Mountains, which were extremely complicated.

Even a Jindan cultivator would feel dizzy and faint from spiritual exhaustion if he took just one look at it.

The old woman held the compass in her left hand, and the five fingers of her right hand kept changing magic gestures at an extremely fast speed, turning into five afterimages, sometimes looking up at the big sun in the sky, and sometimes looking down at the compass.

The brass compass glowed with five colors of blue, white, red, blue and yellow. The needle moved very fast and suddenly stopped, pointing to the southwest.

The old woman suddenly raised her head, looked over there with cloudy eyes, and said in a hoarse voice: "Brother Wang, the center of the secret realm is 14,675 miles to the northwest!"

Wang Xuange nodded slightly: "Thank you, Junior Sister."

The old woman smiled softly and silently put away the brass compass, a look of fatigue appearing on her wrinkled face.

At this time, the cultivator who was wielding the Fang Tian Hua Ji had already removed all the dragon tendons, scales and skin of the demon pill. Finally, he looked at the corpse of the more than ten-foot-long dragon with some regret.

He flew in front of Wang Xuan Ge and bowed: "Brother Wang, this level nine blue dragon has been dealt with."

Wang Xuan Ge glanced at the ugly skinned corpse on the ground and said in a deep voice: "If it is not a level nine beast, we don't need to take action. We should rush to the center of the secret realm as soon as possible, search for ancient books and skills, and complete the instructions of our great master!"

……

On a grassland, Chen Yuan and the other two flew forward amidst the endless siege of rat beasts, their speed only slightly slower than usual. These rat beasts were extremely large, like calves, with a pair of tough membranous wings on their backs, and their fur was as hard as needles.

Two long fangs stretched out from its mouth, as sharp as knives, its eyes were bloodshot, and it was squeaking nonstop, rushing over from all directions like an overwhelming force.

Chen Yuan did not make a move. Ye Guihong summoned his flying sword and used the technique of splitting light and transforming it into shadows. Dozens of sword lights moved back and forth like a knife cutting tofu, and the corpses of rat beasts fell like rain.

Zhang Wushan threw out a scroll, and when it was spread out, it was several feet long and turned out to be a picture of a battle on the battlefield.

In the painting, two armies are fighting endlessly, corpses are everywhere, blood is flowing like a river, it is so lifelike that a sense of tragedy and murder arises spontaneously.

Zhang Wushan pointed and the battle map of the battlefield shook like water waves. Three thousand black soldiers rushed out, wearing armor and holding weapons, riding horses and driving carriages, shouting and killing, charging towards the rat beasts, with the momentum of tens of thousands of troops.

This battlefield painting is just a low-level magic weapon, and the strength of each soldier is only equivalent to that of a cultivator at the tenth level of Qi Refining.

But the strength of these rat beasts was not strong. Ninety percent of them were level one ferocious beasts, with a few level two and three rat beasts mixed in. There were very few rat beasts above level four, which was just equal to the three thousand armored soldiers.

Whenever a soldier dies, he will turn into a streak of ink and fly back to the battlefield.

At the same time, new soldiers will fly out from the picture, shouting "Kill the enemy" and rush forward.

The rat beasts were endless, but they could not withstand the means of the two Nascent Soul cultivators.

Chen Yuan followed the two of them, spreading out his spiritual sense, keeping alert to his surroundings, and flew forward.

Suddenly, the bright sun in the sky flashed, and the world fell into darkness for a moment.

Boom!

A loud noise spread throughout the secret realm, like thunder striking the top of the sky, or like thousands of war drums beating at the same time.

The bodies of countless rat beasts froze at once, and the sword-wielding soldiers took the opportunity to kill tens of thousands of them. Their corpses fell densely, filling the grassland.

Chen Yuan and the other two suddenly turned around and looked in the direction where the sound came from.

I saw a gate of spiritual light in the sky, going straight into the clouds, towering from top to bottom, ethereal and illusory, like a mirage, as if it were in a secret realm, yet beyond the secret realm. After a while, it slowly dissipated from bottom to top.

Zhang Wushan's eyes were filled with doubt and uncertainty: "Brother Chen, you know the most about the secret realm of the Yuling Sect. What happened?"

Chen Yuan looked solemn, and said slowly: "The sudden appearance of the Lingguang Gate must mean that the restriction has been broken and the secret realm has been opened. The Divine Transformation Demon Cultivators and Jiuli Sect cultivators outside are about to enter the secret realm."

Ye Wendi frowned: "Fellow Daoist Chen once said that it would take at least several attempts to break the secret realm's restrictions. Only two days have passed, so it should still be breaking the restrictions..."

Chen Yuan shook his head: "I am just speculating. The methods of the incarnation demon cultivators are profound and unfathomable. The Jiuli Sect has been breaking the ban for thousands of years. Maybe they have some methods to break the ban in advance. It is not surprising."

He turned his head and looked into the distance, and said in a deep voice: "We have to speed up. We must find a way to escape before the Jiuli Sect cultivators and the Divine Transformation Demon Cultivators arrive!"

Zhang Wushan and Ye Wendi also turned their heads to look. Across the overwhelming swarms of rats and beasts, at the end of the grassland hundreds of miles away, a majestic mountain range suddenly rose from the ground, stretching out like a giant dragon, stretching across the three people's eyes, which was extremely spectacular.

Behind the high mountains, you can vaguely see several large halls standing on the mountain tops, hidden behind the swirling clouds.

Zhang Wushan said: "Brother Chen is right. When the spiritual light burst out, the shadow of this mountain range was reflected in the sky. If the secret realm formation has a center, it must be in the mountains."

Ye Wendi flicked his sleeves, the sword light became brighter, and in the blink of an eye, hundreds of rat beasts were beheaded.

"What are you waiting for? Hurry up and get going!"

Chen Yuan nodded, his eyes showing a bit of urgency. He raised his hand and threw out the Chongxuan Peak, which flew forward like a meteor. All the rat beasts along the way were smashed into meat paste, and a passage was forcibly opened up.

Although Chongxuan Peak was severely damaged by the burly man's bead, it was able to repair itself due to the addition of the earth energy bead during refining. It has now recovered a little and can barely exert the power of a mid-level magic weapon.

It is slightly insufficient to deal with Nascent Soul cultivators, but it is effortless to crush these low-level rat beasts.

With the combined efforts of the three, the rat beast was no match for them. In less than a quarter of an hour, it flew hundreds of miles away, leaving countless rat beast corpses behind it. The bloody aura rose into the sky, condensing and lingering.

After leaving the giant bronze tower yesterday, Chen Yuan and the other two traveled thousands of miles and came to a grassland occupied by endless rat beasts. Finally, they saw traces left by the monks.

Along the way, the three encountered four level nine ferocious beasts, all of which were easily killed by Chen Yuan.

The ninth-level demon pill he needed was obtained so easily.

Together with the six ninth-level demon pills obtained from the trial land, all he needs to do is refine them into demon Yuan Pills. After refining them all, he will be able to successfully break through the bottleneck and enter the late Nascent Soul stage.

But this did not make Chen Yuan satisfied. Instead, he looked forward to the treasure in the center of the secret realm even more.

The ninth-level ferocious beasts, which are extremely rare in the outside world and have even been extinct for a long time, are everywhere in the secret realm.

How precious are the treasures left behind by the Yuling Sect in the center of the secret realm?
Chen Yuan was no longer worried about how to break through the bottleneck in the late stage, and began to consider the cultivation of the late Nascent Soul stage.

There are so many ferocious beasts living in the secret realm, and how many demon pills does the Yuling Sect have accumulated? It is very likely that there are tenth-level demon pills among them, and there may be quite a few of them.

This secret realm has at least one large spiritual vein. Over tens of thousands of years, there must be a lot of thousand-year-old spiritual milk condensed. There is even the legendary ten-thousand-year-old spiritual milk that can restore the true essence of a cultivator who has reached the state of spiritual transformation.

Chen Yuan's imagination ran wild, his heart was burning with excitement, and he needed a ninth-level demon pill to refine the elixir. He showed no mercy when he killed the ninth-level beast, and fully displayed his powerful body. He also stimulated Kunpeng's true blood twice to quickly end the battle.

Zhang Wushan and Ye Wendi both knew that he was a physical cultivator and his body was extremely strong.

But they were still shocked by the fact that he could easily crush a level nine ferocious beast.

He also had a clear understanding of Chen Yuan's strength.

Neither of them took any of the materials for the demon cores of the four level nine ferocious beasts, and gave them all to Chen Yuan.

But Chen Yuan never had the habit of eating alone, so he only took the demon pills and two kinds of demon beast materials that caught his eye, and divided the rest between the two of them.

Zhang Wushan and Ye Wendi declined several times, but Chen Yuan insisted. They did not refuse anymore. After expressing their gratitude, they carefully cleaned up all the materials of the ferocious beast.

They have just formed their infant form and their true essence is still shallow. Although their magical powers are strong, they have not yet cultivated to a deep level. If they were not by Chen Yuan's side, they would never have the opportunity to kill a level nine ferocious beast.

If the space in the mustard ring wasn't limited, they would have even taken away the flesh and blood of the ferocious beasts.

After entering the grassland, endless rat beasts attacked. The two men who had never taken action along the way took the initiative to take the responsibility of clearing the way, leaving Chen Yuan only responsible for being on guard.

There is no point using a butcher knife to kill a chicken. Both of them knew very well that with their own strength, they could not reach the deepest part of the secret realm and could only rely on Chen Yuan.

Of course, they are the ones who deal with these low-level monsters. When they encounter level nine or even level ten ferocious beasts, they will rely on Chen Yuan's strength.

But now that the secret realm is open, Chen Yuan also took the initiative to join the ranks of slaughtering rat beasts, and the speed of advancement suddenly became much faster.

In less than half an hour, the three of them had fought their way through the rat beast army, walked out of the vast grassland, and arrived in front of the towering mountains. (End of this chapter)