Nine Transformations of the True Spirit.

Chen Yuan withdrew his spiritual sense, turned around and left, with a sneer on his face.

Even if the middle-aged scholar spoke eloquently, he would not believe a word of it.

How could a Demon King who has lived for tens of thousands of years, with only a wisp of his soul lingering on and deliberately trying to seize another body and be reborn, give up so easily?
Regardless of whether the space channel mentioned by the middle-aged scholar is true or false, Chen Yuan would not consider ascending to the Demon-Burning Realm.

This was most likely a trap set for him by the middle-aged scholar. Even if the space channel was real, Chen Yuan didn't know what would be waiting for him at the other end.

However, although he was disdainful in his heart, he still suppressed his murderous intent and pretended to be friendly with the middle-aged scholar in order to find out more about the affairs of the upper realm.

The residual soul of a virtual demon king is extremely valuable and cannot be killed easily.

Chen Yuan came to a broken rock, sat cross-legged and closed his eyes to rest.

About half an hour later, everyone opened their eyes. Their energy was still a little weak, but much better than before. The injuries to their souls were basically stable, and the true energy in their bodies was mostly restored after taking the elixir.

The three Taiming Sect monks also used this time to search the entire mountain carefully and reported back to Wang Xuan Ge one after another.

However, they did not find many treasures, but there were quite a few in the hall and attic.

The three of them did find several caves, inside which were several corpses that had long since turned into bones.

The mustard seed ring and spirit beast bag that he carried with him lost all their spiritual energy and decayed under the erosion of time, leaving nothing of value behind.

Chen Yuan knew all these after looking at the formation plate. This mountain was where the founder of the Yuling Sect was enshrined, and the elders of the sect rested and discussed matters. The restrictions were the most strict, but important places such as the Sutra Library, Equipment Refining Hall, and Alchemy Pavilion were not here.

Only the corpse of the White Ape Demon King in the Hall of All Spirits on the top of the mountain and the teleportation array in an inconspicuous small building in the back mountain attracted Wang Xuange's attention.

He turned to look at Chen Yuan: "Little friend Chen, didn't you collect the corpse of the White Ape Demon King?"

Chen Yuan clasped his fists and bowed: "The corpse of the White Ape Demon King is too huge and very hard. When the residual soul of the demon king occupied my body, I was unable to take it away, so I had to abandon it."

"I wanted to report this to you just now, but I forgot about it due to negligence. Please forgive me."

Wang Xuan Ge smiled slightly: "It's okay, but since you failed to take the remains of the demon king, I will be disrespectful to refuse it."

Then he led everyone to the Hall of All Spirits on the top of the mountain. Before entering the hall, Ye Wendi reminded everyone not to look directly into the eyes of the remains of the White Ape Demon King, otherwise they would fall into an illusion.

Everyone took note of it, but the remains of the White Ape Demon King were staring at the palace door, and three people were unable to avoid it. Among them was the great monk Ye Guihong, who fell into the illusion of a sea of ​​blood.

"wake up!"

Wang Xuange spoke lightly, but it was like a wake-up call, awakening the three people from the illusion.

The three of them were sweating profusely, their faces were pale, and they avoided the gaze of the White Ape Demon King and dared not look at him again.

The white-haired old Taoist said solemnly: "It is just a corpse that has been dead for tens of thousands of years, but it still has such a powerful aura. How fierce and powerful would this White Ape Demon King be when he was in his prime..."

Ye Guihong was secretly shocked and looked at Chen Yuan deeply, with hatred mixed with a bit of fear.

He deeply hated the remaining soul of the White Ape Demon King for slaughtering the elders of the sect, and he hated Chen Yuan as well.

But a glance from the White Ape Demon King almost made him fall into an illusion, unable to extricate himself.

Chen Yuan was possessed by a remnant soul of the White Ape Demon King, but he was able to regain his body. I really don't know how he did it.

Chen Yuan ignored it. After entering the Hall of All Spirits, he took the initiative to look into the eyes of the remains of the White Ape Demon King, but did not fall into the illusion of the sea of ​​blood.

His mind moved, and he looked inward at his body with his spiritual consciousness, which came to his Dantian, attached to his Yuanying, and came in front of the middle-aged scholar.

The middle-aged scholar saw Chen Yuan coming back, opened his eyes, stood up to greet him, and asked across the sea of ​​lightning and fire: "Fellow Daoist Chen, have you thought it through?"

Chen Yuan said: "I have not made a decision yet, but I have something to ask you, please help me, Demon King."

The middle-aged scholar was quite surprised, but seeing that Chen Yuan was quite polite, he secretly felt that there was hope for him to escape, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Fellow Daoist, please speak."

Chen Yuan said: "When I looked directly into the eyes of the demon king's remains, I fell into a sea of ​​blood. Why is this?"

The middle-aged scholar said lightly: "I killed a lot of people in my past, and accumulated too much evil spirit. Even though I have been dead for a long time, it has not dissipated."

"But my soul has already left my body, so this illusion is not a big deal. Even if I get trapped in it, I can break free after a few hours."

"At most, his soul will be slightly damaged, but his life is not in danger."

Chen Yuan looked puzzled: "The demon king's spirit is still alive, why doesn't it return to its body, but instead attaches itself to the mustard seed ring and takes over Chen's body?"

The middle-aged scholar sighed and said, "I also want to return to my body, but the battle that year was too tragic. My body was seriously injured and my life force was cut off. It is impossible to recover with the treasures of this world alone."

Chen Yuan's eyes flashed, and he asked, "I wonder what the battle was like back then, to the point where the demon king almost died."

The middle-aged monk's eyes showed some reminiscence, and he said slowly: "Since fellow Daoist is interested in that war, I will tell you everything I know."

"Back then, in order to surround and kill me, under the leadership of a Void Refining cultivator who descended from the Spirit Realm, the Yuling Sect gathered all the forces of the sect and set up the Ten Thousand Beasts Formation, using human hearts to replace the beast hearts to resist the Zhuyan True Fire."

"Jiuxianzhou also sent most of its cultivators to help. With the combined efforts of the two sects, I fought for four days and three nights and finally killed the Void Refining cultivator."

"Both sects suffered heavy casualties, and the Yuling Sect was almost completely destroyed."

"But I was also wounded hundreds of times, and the Void Refining Monk dealt me ​​a fatal blow before he died. My injuries are serious and difficult to heal."

"Fortunately, my soul is not weak. I left a trace of my soul hidden in the demon pill, barely saving my life."

Chen Yuan frowned: "Since the demon king has saved his life, why did he come to the secret realm of the Yuling Sect?"

The middle-aged scholar said, "Although the Yuling Sect suffered heavy losses in that battle, they were not completely wiped out. Several Nascent Soul cultivators and some low-level cultivators were lucky enough to survive."

"Among them is a cultivator in the late Nascent Soul stage, who seems to be a disciple of the Yuling Sect's Sect Master, and his strength is quite strong."

"This person's soul is only a hair's breadth away from being a Divine Transformation cultivator. He still managed to survive under the burning of Zhuyan's True Fire."

"The remaining cultivators of the two sects divided up the treasures in my hands. My body and demon elixir all belonged to the Yuling Sect and were stored in the mustard seed ring by this person."

"Later, when my demon pill was taken out, I came to this Hall of All Spirits..."

Chen Yuan's eyes flashed: "This must be because the Yuling Sect suffered heavy casualties and its strength has greatly decreased. This person dared not return to the mountain gate, so he retreated to this secret realm to prevent the sect's inheritance from being cut off."

The middle-aged scholar nodded and said, "You are right, fellow Daoist. This person distributed many cultivation resources to the cultivators in the sect and ordered them to practice in seclusion. He also wanted to heal his wounds and regulate his breathing."

"But I was lucky. Before healing my wounds, he actually took out my demon pill to check it out."

"I took this opportunity to sneak into his body and took over his flesh!" The middle-aged scholar paused and carefully observed Chen Yuan's face. Seeing that he looked normal and showed no resentment, he nodded secretly in his heart and continued, "It's a pity that I still underestimated this man's soul and failed to destroy him in one blow."

"Moreover, this person has an extremely strong character and has mastered a strange secret technique. He immediately exploded his soul, and the remaining soul fragments merged into my soul."

"When he was dying, he gushed out all his blood and essence, leaving a blood ban in the formation of the Hall of All Souls."

Chen Yuan's eyes narrowed: "What the demon king is talking about is the layer of blood light in the forbidden area of ​​the Hall of Ten Thousand Spirits?"

The middle-aged scholar nodded slightly and said, "Yes, my soul was severely damaged. Fortunately, there is no shortage of spiritual objects in this person's mustard seed ring to nourish the soul. I recovered quickly. Although I am not as good as I was in my prime, I am not inferior to a high-level demon commander."

“But I have this person’s soul fragment in my soul. No matter how strong I am, I cannot break the restriction formed by this person’s blood and essence. I cannot leave the Hall of All Souls.”

"Moreover, this person was too cruel and cut off his own life. I failed to seize his body and my soul became water without a source."

"If you delay, it will eventually dissipate on its own. The only way to protect yourself is to actively fall into a deep sleep and reduce consumption."

A trace of doubt flashed across Chen Yuan's eyes: "Since the demon king has fallen into a deep sleep, why are there those remains that have turned into bones here?"

The middle-aged monk said lightly: "Although my soul cannot leave the Hall of All Spirits, the Zhuyan True Fire is unhindered."

"In order to eliminate future troubles, I will use my true fire to kill all the Yuling Sect monks who are practicing here."

"The spiritual energy of this peak is the most concentrated in the secret realm. In order to let the cultivators in the sect improve their cultivation as quickly as possible, the late Nascent Soul cultivator did not hesitate to violate the sect rules and allowed them all to stay here to practice."

"If not for this, I would not be able to catch them all in one fell swoop."

Chen Yuan narrowed his eyes slightly: "The demon king has been sleeping in the Hall of All Spirits until now. Where did the white light that took me into the secret realm come from?"

The middle-aged monk shook his head slightly: "I have not always been in a deep sleep. A thousand years ago, the Jiuli Sect began to break the secret realm's protective formation, which awakened me from my deep sleep."

"From now on, I will wake up every few decades to check on the situation in the secret realm."

"Until twenty years ago, when the formation was about to be broken, I never fell into a deep sleep again, waiting for the Jiuli Sect to break the formation."

"It was not until fellow Daoist appeared that I took the initiative to open the secret realm..."

Chen Yuan said calmly: "The demon king has taken a fancy to my body?"

The middle-aged cultivator did not show any embarrassment on his face and nodded slightly: "That's right, although I can't leave the Ten Thousand Spirits Hall, I got the Central Array Plate and the Ten Thousand Beasts Order from that late Nascent Soul cultivator."

"The soul fragments of this person have been integrated into the soul. After refining, it can control the restrictions of the secret realm."

"I originally planned to wait until the Jiuli sect monks entered the secret realm and came to the Hall of All Spirits, and then find an opportunity to seize their bodies and be reborn."

"But fellow Daoist displayed Zhu Yan's true blood outside the secret realm, and he is also a physical cultivator, which makes him very suitable for me to possess."

"So I used the Yuling Sect elder's token as a basis to bring fellow Taoist into the secret realm."

"However, after 40,000 years, this remnant soul has declined to this point, and is only equivalent to a high-level demon general. It also underestimated fellow Taoist, and finally ended up like this."

"The winner is the king and the loser is the bandit. I have nothing to say. But if it were you, I believe you would make the same choice."

The middle-aged scholar was very calm. Although he was talking about the matter of possessing another's body, Chen Yuan was unable to get angry.

He changed the subject and said, "Since the demon king has set his eyes on Chen's body, why doesn't he just take Chen here, but let Chen enter the bronze tower?"

The middle-aged scholar said: "Although I can control the restrictions of the secret realm, I am not a cultivator of the Yuling Sect after all, and I cannot fully control the formation."

"That bronze tower is the only way for the Yuling Sect monks to enter the secret realm. I have no choice but to send you there."

Chen Yuan's eyes flashed, and he said calmly: "I'm afraid it's more than that. Chen has always been cautious, but after coming out of the trial place, he actually had some greed in his heart."

"It is very unusual that he wanted to rush to the center of the secret realm instead of looking for a secluded place to avoid the Divine Transformation Demon Cultivator and the Jiuli Sect cultivators."

"That teleportation array is also very strange. We are clearly in the same tower and very close to each other, but it takes ten seconds to start the teleportation."

"It's not like Chen has never seen a teleportation array with a longer distance, but I have never encountered something like this."

"Moreover, the ferocious beast that Chen encountered in the trial ground happened to be located on the path that Brother Zhang and Fellow Daoist Ye had to take to reach the bronze tower. This is definitely not a simple coincidence."

"But at that time, Chen was only thinking about the treasure and opportunity, and ignored these anomalies."

"But now looking back, everything seems strange. Can the Demon King explain it?"

The middle-aged scholar's expression changed slightly, and he said with a smile: "Daoyou is indeed perceptive. Yes, I am not the only one who can send you to the trial ground."

“But in order to get fellow Taoist to come to the Hall of All Spirits, I had no choice but to resort to this last resort.”

"Originally there were only a few low-level beasts in the trial ground, but they have all died over the years. After entering, you will need to take in some more beasts."

"I have already discovered those two Nascent Soul cultivators, but I didn't know if they had any history with you."

"I just want you to meet them and point the way for them."

"We have taken all the ferocious beasts on the way from our cave to the trial ground into the tower."

"This is also to allow fellow Daoist to kill a few level nine beasts and obtain some demon pill materials. As for the teleportation array..."

He hesitated for a moment, and the smile on his face slowly faded: "To be honest, I used the central array disk to inject a few strands of soul thoughts into the teleportation array in the trial ground."

"When you activate the teleportation array, these strands of soul thoughts will quietly enter your body under the cover of white light."

"Fellow Daoist, you have used the teleportation array eight times. Your spirit and thoughts are gradually accumulating in your body. You will not be able to detect it, but it can secretly affect your mind."

"Under the stimulation of the demon pill materials, I became greedy and took the initiative to rush to the center of the secret realm. Only then did I have the opportunity to seize the body of Daoist friend."

Chen Yuan said coldly: "This is not a bad plan at all. Such a sophisticated method can secretly influence other people's minds from a distance of thousands of miles. Step by step, Chen almost fell into the trap of the demon king."

The middle-aged scholar sighed and said, "I am just trying my best to gain a glimmer of hope."

"However, I met someone like you who has a predestined relationship with the immortals, and I still failed at the last moment."

"It is my fate. I have no choice but to admit it. I dare not deceive you anymore. Everything I say comes from my heart."

Chen Yuan's eyes flashed: "In this case, Chen is quite interested in the method of secretly influencing other people's minds. I wonder if the demon king can teach me?" (End of this chapter)