Nine Transformations of the True Spirit.

Chen Yuan and the other two turned their heads and saw that a ray of white light suddenly appeared within the formation covering the mountain. It was so bright and dazzling that it dyed the entire formation snow-white. It lasted for more than ten breaths before slowly dissipating.

Suddenly something strange happened, and Chen Yuan couldn't help but feel alert.

He immediately spread out his spiritual sense, covering the mountain and scanning it carefully.

But just like before, due to the barrier of the formation, the divine sense could not penetrate into it, and still found nothing.

Zhang Wushan and Ye Wendi also sent out their spiritual sense, but Chen Yuan's spiritual sense, which was comparable to that of a great cultivator, came back empty-handed, and the two of them were unable to determine the truth.

Zhang Wushan was surprised and said, "This peak's formation suddenly lit up. Could it be that something strange has happened in the secret realm?"

Ye Wendi looked up at the sky, frowning slightly: "The secret realm has been opened, what other changes can there be?"

Chen Yuan stared at the mountain and said slowly: "This white light seems to be somewhat similar to the white light that took me into the secret realm, but it is much stronger."

Ye Wendi's expression became serious: "Could it be that what Daoist Fellow Zhang said was right? What strange changes have occurred in this secret realm?"

Chen Yuan shook his head slightly: "I don't have the second Yuling Sect elder token in my hand, and we came here a few hours ago. This peak has only lit up white light now, so it shouldn't be because of me..."

He pondered for a moment, then turned to look at Ye Wendi: "Fellow Daoist Ye, please give it a try to see if this peak formation is different from the one we just broke."

Ye Wendi nodded, and immediately summoned his flying sword, splitting it into several sword lights, and pointed at one point: "Fast!"

The sword light shot out as fast as lightning, and soon crossed a distance of more than seventy miles and pierced directly onto the formation curtain.

Ding Ding Ding!
Three faint but crisp sounds of metal clashing could not be heard over seventy miles away, but they could not be hidden from the three people's consciousness.

The sword light dissipated, the formation curtain remained motionless, and no more white light appeared.

Ye Wendi's expression eased slightly, Zhang Wushan's eyes flashed, and he said in a deep voice: "We have been walking all the way, killing beasts, breaking formations, and looting spiritual herbs, and no one has stopped us."

"There should be no Yuling Sect monks alive in the secret realm, so we can rule out someone secretly causing trouble."

"Perhaps it's because we broke out of the formation on the mountain just now, or perhaps the Jiuli Sect monks did something that triggered a certain restriction left by the Yuling Sect, which caused this change to happen."

Chen Yuan nodded slightly: "Brother Zhang is right. Since we have encountered such a change, we cannot ignore it."

"Anyway, the formations on these five peaks need to be broken one by one, so why not start from this peak? Perhaps that's where the core of the formation is."

Zhang Wushan and Ye Wendi both nodded in agreement. The three of them turned around, abandoned the nearest mountain, and flew towards the mountain that was glowing with white light.

The cold wind howled in the mountains, as sharp as a knife, but the three people had true energy shields condensed on their bodies and were not affected at all.

The three beams of light quickly crossed seventy miles and arrived within a thousand feet of the mountain.

Chen Yuan's eyes suddenly focused and his escape speed suddenly increased.

Zhang Wushan and Ye Wendi were both quite surprised when they saw this, and hurriedly sped up and followed.

Chen Yuan walked all the way to several dozen feet away from the formation curtain before he stopped, staring at the formation curtain that extended to both sides and was covered with a hazy spiritual light, without looking away.

Zhang Wushan and Ye Wendi came to him and stopped, with a hint of doubt in their eyes.

Chen Yuan said in a deep voice: "My two Taoist friends, please act quickly and leave this place before the Jiuli Sect monks arrive!"

As soon as he finished speaking, without waiting for the two to display their magical powers, he simultaneously stimulated the three kinds of true spirit blood. His eyes became silver and his hair became white. He grew wings on his back and his aura surged, as if a demon god had descended to the earth.

Then his figure flashed and he appeared in front of the formation, with fist shadows all over the sky and he attacked wildly!

It was the first time that Zhang Wushan and Ye Wendi saw Chen Yuan so anxious, and they were stunned where they were.

Then the two men's expressions changed, and they saw Chen Yuan's fists falling like raindrops. Each punch was like a meteorite falling to the earth, and the sound could be heard for miles.

However, the formation did not break like the mountain before. It remained motionless, but with a flash of light.

Chen Yuan shouted, "This formation is so solid, the core of the secret realm's formation is set inside it, what are you two Taoist friends waiting for?"

Zhang Wushan and Ye Wendi finally came to their senses and hurriedly took out their flying swords and seals, each using their own methods to break the formation together with Chen Yuan.

The long river of sword light and the Panlong Seal fell, but the formation was still as solid as before, without any damage.

Zhang Wushan and Ye Wendi frowned. This formation was surprisingly so tough, far stronger than the mountain covered with spiritual medicine gardens. They had already used all their tricks, but still could not break it.

Chen Yuan's expression was also quite unsightly. He suddenly stopped and said in a deep voice, "My two Taoist friends, please step back and let me have a try."

Upon hearing this, Zhang Wushan and Ye Wendi hurriedly put away their flying sword seals and retreated a hundred feet.

Chen Yuan shook his head: "Step back a little more."

The two retreated another hundred feet, but Chen Yuan still shook his head: "Step back a little further."

The two men were stunned for a moment, then retreated several hundred feet.

But Chen Yuan still shook his head: "Step back a little more."

The two of them simply retreated a thousand feet away before stopping.

Chen Yuan nodded slightly and said, "That's about it. Chen's magical power has a wide range. Please be careful and avoid it in time."

After saying that, he also flew back a hundred feet, then turned around and looked at the formation.

Zhang Wushan and Ye Wendi were both curious and stared at Chen Yuan closely to see what method he was going to use that would make even a Nascent Soul cultivator retreat.

Chen Yuan took a deep breath, raised his hand and made a gesture. Several arcs of electricity burst out around his silver eyes, collided and annihilated each other, making slight crackling sounds.

Zhang Wushan and Ye Wendi's expressions suddenly changed and they looked up at the sky.

The cloudless blue sky seemed to be torn apart by a giant hand, and the surging inky sea of ​​clouds swallowed up the eternal, scorching sun at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The already howling cold wind in the mountains became even wilder, turning into a storm that swept up the snow that had accumulated for thousands of years.

Layers of leaden clouds gathered together, resembling hundreds of giant whales rushing ashore. The gray-white cyclones swirling at the bottom of the clouds shattered the outlines of the mountains, leaving only faint flashes of light.

Boom!

A silver-white electric python was vaguely visible in the clouds, and rumbling thunder rolled through the depths of the sky and suddenly exploded, as if ancient gods were beating war drums, or like a green bull standing upright letting out a low roar.

Zhang Wushan and Ye Wendi's hearts trembled violently, and they subconsciously retreated hundreds of feet.

The strong aura of thunder condensed in the dark clouds, making them feel as if they had returned to the time when they were forming their infants and overcoming the tribulation. Looming above their heads were the thunderclouds of heavenly tribulation.

Even though they had survived the heavenly tribulation, a deep fear still welled up in their hearts.

The spell in Chen Yuan's hand changed, his pair of silver eyes became brighter, and the true energy in his body surged out.

He raised his hand and pointed to the sky. Dark clouds rolled violently. Silver-white lightning flashed between the clouds, and the sky and the earth were dark.

The thunderclouds in the sky slowly spun and turned into an inverted black vortex.

Thousands of silver-white lightning bolts wandered through the cracks in the clouds, like chains, locking down the mountain.

Suddenly, the vortex of dark clouds stopped, the howling wind also stopped, and the world seemed to be in a state of stillness.

Boom!

A bolt of lightning as thick as an arm's length fell from the sky, as agile as a swimming dragon, landing on the formation curtain! The dazzling silver lightning burst out, and Zhang Wushan and Ye Wendi were caught off guard. They hummed softly, their faces turned pale, and they quickly withdrew their consciousness.

This heavenly thunder could actually shock the soul. The two people were just watching from afar with their souls, but they were also affected. Their souls were shaken and slightly injured.

At the same time, more than a dozen tiny lightning bolts fell from the sky, one of which fell within ten feet around the two men.

The two men were startled and quickly retreated, not stopping until they were out of the range of the thunderclouds.

Looking around, several bolts of lightning fell on a nearby mountain, directly cutting off hundreds of feet of the mountain.

The collapse of rocks and the explosion of glaciers triggered a huge avalanche. The snow rolled down, raising a sky full of snow dust and flooding a deep valley.

The two were terrified. No wonder Chen Yuan asked them to dodge in time. The power of the thunder was so great.

If it fell on them, even if they used all their means, they would probably suffer heavy damage.

Just a dozen or so overflowing lightning bolts have such power.

How powerful would that thunder that looked like a swimming dragon be?

At this time, the lightning on the formation had dimmed a lot and was no longer as dazzling as before.

The two of them looked up hurriedly, and saw an ugly wound ten feet in size suddenly appeared on the rock-solid formation that had been attacked by the three people together.

Endless spiritual energy poured out from inside the formation, condensing into a ball of spiritual mist, trying to repair the gap.

But on the irregular edge of the wound, silver lightning was looming, like a cancer attached to the bone, clinging firmly to it and isolating the spiritual energy.

The gap could not be repaired, more and more spiritual energy poured out, the spiritual mist became thicker and thicker, forming a tug-of-war with the silver lightning.

But spiritual energy is endless, while lightning is limited, and it quickly dims under the erosion of spiritual energy.

Chen Yuan turned around and said in a deep voice: "What are you two Daoists waiting for? Enter the battle formation quickly!"

After saying that, he turned and entered the gap.

Zhang Wushan and Ye Wendi quickly drove their lights and rushed into the gap.

At this time, the silver lightning attached to the edge of the gap had disappeared completely. Under the endless spiritual energy repairing it, this ugly huge wound quickly shrank until it disappeared.

The array was as smooth as before, but the frequency of the flashing light was a little faster.

The dark clouds in the sky dispersed, the sun shone brightly, and the sky was clear without leaving a trace.

At this moment, several long rainbows appeared in the sky and headed straight for this place.

……

Zhang Wushan and Ye Wendi flew into the formation, and suddenly felt a huge force pressing on their shoulders, and their bodies fell down involuntarily.

The two were shocked and immediately circulated their true energy and summoned their magic flying swords.

But apart from this huge force, nothing unusual happened. The two looked down and saw Chen Yuan falling at the foot of the mountain. They felt relieved and let their bodies fall on their own.

This huge force was so heavy that the two of them quickly fell thousands of feet and arrived at the foot of the mountain.

At this moment, the huge force pressing on their shoulders disappeared out of thin air, and they immediately stabilized their bodies and slowly landed on the ground.

Chen Yuan, who was more than ten feet away, walked towards the two of them. At this moment, the silver light in his eyes faded, his white hair turned back to black, the wings behind him folded up, his aura was restrained, and he was no different from an ordinary cultivator.

He clasped his fists and bowed, looking apologetic: "This is also the first time I have used this magical power with all my strength. I am not yet able to fully control it. The lightning light overflowed and almost injured the two Taoist friends. I hope you can forgive me."

Zhang Wushan exhaled lightly, and looked at Chen Yuan with a look of surprise in his eyes: "It's okay, I underestimated the power of Brother Chen's magical powers."

"Such a mighty thunder magic has the power to destroy the world. Even if Master Xuan Lei of Shaoxuan Sect (note) takes action personally, I'm afraid it can only be as powerful as this."

Chen Yuan smiled and said, "Brother Zhang, you are too kind. Master Xuan Lei is a famous great cultivator. His exquisite thunder magic power is feared by the Nine Immortal Continents. How can I compare with him?"

Ye Wendi was also a little frightened and shook his head slightly: "Fellow Daoist Chen, there is no need to be modest. Before I formed my infant, I followed our elder Yan and master on a mission to Shaoxuan Sect. I was fortunate enough to see Master Xuan Lei demonstrate his thunder magic, which was far inferior to what Brother Chen displayed today."

Chen Yuan smiled and said nothing, then turned to look at the thousand-foot-high peak that towered into the clouds dozens of feet away.

His eyes flashed with brilliance, and he said in a deep voice: "There is actually a ban here, restricting the escape of cultivators. It seems that we are not wrong. This is the center of the secret realm formation, the core of the core land."

Zhang Wushan and Ye Wendi looked up at the same time, looking at the mountain top shrouded in a faint spiritual mist, with a hint of excitement in their eyes.

They had been trapped in the secret realm for decades and finally saw hope of leaving.

Ye Wendi suddenly flicked the flying sword in his hand, and the sword's sound was clear and lingering for a long time.

Zhang Wushan waved his sleeves and said, "There is no time to lose. We will go up the mountain right away!"

Chen Yuan stared at the top of the mountain and said slowly, "The protective formation of this peak is so strong, and there may be restrictions on the mountain. I will lead the charge, and the two Taoist friends will follow behind. Be careful."

Zhang Wushan bowed and said seriously, "Then I'll have to trouble you, Brother Chen."

Ye Wendi turned his flying sword upside down, clasped his fists and bowed, his expression solemn: "Ye owes you a favor, if you can get out of this safely, I will definitely repay you in the future!"

Previously, when Chen Yuan killed a level nine ferocious beast, he generously gave up the monster materials and took the initiative to leave an extra 10% of the thousand-year-old spiritual herbs. Ye Wendi had never been so solemn.

But now the three of them have entered the core area of ​​the Yuling Sect. They don't know how many formations and restrictions there are, and whether they can detect them with their spiritual sense.

Chen Yuan could have let Ye Wendi and Zhang Wushan explore the way ahead without having to go into danger himself.

But he took the initiative to take the responsibility of clearing the way, without any intention of using his power to pressure others, and Ye Wendi was finally convinced.

Chen Yuan smiled slightly: "Fellow Daoist Ye, you are too kind. We are friends of life and death, so we should help each other."

Ye Wendi nodded silently, but he felt even more grateful in his heart.

Chen Yuan turned around, and Zhang Wushan suddenly reminded him: "Brother Chen, the thunder magic you displayed is very powerful, and I think you must have lost a lot of your true energy."

"The spiritual energy here is rich. Why not recover your true energy first and then climb up?"

Chen Yuan paused, and looking inward, found that only less than 40% of his true energy was left.

He used all his strength to perform the Heavenly Thunder Technique without holding back at all, consuming a huge amount of his true energy.

But his expression remained calm, and he smiled and said, "There is no time to waste. Although my true energy has been depleted, it is still sufficient."

"The most urgent task is to find a way to escape from the secret realm as soon as possible."

Upon hearing this, Zhang Wushan stopped trying to persuade him and followed Ye Wendi.

The three of them came to the foot of the mountain. A wide stone staircase meandered up, about ten feet wide. On each step, there were carefully carved real dragons, phoenixes, white tigers, black tortoises, red birds, golden crows and other real spirits, which were lifelike.

Next to the stone steps, there stands a stone tablet, about one person tall.

There are only three large characters engraved in a flamboyant style on the wide stele: "Wanling Peak".

Chen Yuan glanced at the stone tablet, and walked up the stone steps without stopping, followed by Zhang Wushan and Ye Wendi. (End of this chapter)