Nine Transformations of the True Spirit.

Under the protection of the Kunpeng Dharma Image, the group continued forward at a much faster pace than before.

Unlike the Domain-Suppressing Talisman, the Sky-Supporting Divine Turtle Shell, the Jade Ruyi, and the Profound Yin Armor, the Kunpeng Dharma Form cannot withstand spatial storms.

Instead, it blends into the flow, even going with the currents of spatial turbulence, which naturally makes its escape speed much faster.

Everyone felt quite relaxed, but as they moved forward, the Kunpeng Dharma Image gradually dimmed.

Two hours later, Kunpeng discovered that it had dimmed to the extreme.

Chen Yuan slowed down his escape speed, turned around, and said apologetically, "The Kunpeng Dharma Form has reached its limit. I ask fellow Daoists to use other methods to resist the spatial storm."

Cangsong Daoren looked troubled, Lu Wangquan frowned slightly, while Qin Wuyai and Ren Laomo remained calm and silent.

Daoist Cangsong sighed softly: "I still have a few talismans that can block the spatial storm."

"However, its effect is not as good as the Domain Suppression Talisman, and I'm afraid it won't last long. I hope you fellow Daoists will understand."

He flipped his hand and took out several talismans, then looked at Chen Yuan: "Fellow Daoist Chen, you may put away this Dharma image."

Just as Chen Yuan was about to do as he was told, Qin Wuyai suddenly spoke up: "Fellow Daoist Cangsong, please wait. My Ruyi has been properly cared for and is now fine."

"Let me first offer up my Ruyi Spiritual Treasure. Fellow Daoist Cangsong can then make his move when the time is right."

Having said that, he raised his hand and threw out the jade ruyi, which hovered above everyone's heads, casting a clear light that enveloped them.

Chen Yuan put away the Kunpeng Dharma Image, and Daoist Cangsong clasped his hands in thanks to Qin Wuyai. The group continued on their way.

Next, everyone took turns using their abilities to resist the spatial storm and move forward.

However, even after flying for several days and nights, the spatial turbulence surging around them did not diminish in the slightest.

The spiritual treasure Ruyi and the Xuan Yin Armor were summoned by Qin Wuyai and Ren Laomo several times, but their spiritual light dimmed, forcing Cangsong Daoren to use talismans instead.

Lu Wangquan also summoned his natal magic weapon, a set of nine cyan ring blades, to resist the spatial storm.

All four of them exhausted their true essence twice, but recovered after taking elixirs and millennium-old spiritual milk.

Only Chen Yuan possessed pure true essence and was skilled in spatial power, enabling him to absorb spiritual energy from the void, thus only consuming half of his true essence.

The Void Land is rich in spiritual energy, but it is extremely violent, and ordinary cultivators cannot absorb it at all.

However, Chen Yuan had refined the Kunpeng's true blood, and he could absorb it without any problems, although the speed was much slower than when he was meditating and cultivating.

Several more days passed, but the spatial storm ahead still showed no end in sight, and even became more violent.

However, in this environment, the little snake sleeping on Chen Yuan's wrist was like a fish in water, and the demonic aura it emitted became increasingly strong.

In just a few days, the little snake's pale red scales turned crimson, dazzling and radiant, like the finest blood jade.

Its strength is also increasing rapidly, growing from a first-level high-grade demon beast to a fifth-level demon beast, and it is still rising, already approaching a sixth-level demon beast.

The snake's size did not change, it just became slightly thicker.

But Chen Yuan had no time to worry about that now. He simply condensed a layer of true essence to protect the little snake and focused on sensing the increasingly faint spatial fluctuations so as not to get lost in the spatial storm.

As Qin Wuyai's magical treasure Ruyi dimmed once again, Ren Laomo summoned the Xuan Yin Armor, which split into four sets of illusory black armor to protect Chen Yuan and the other three.

Chen Yuan felt relieved and immediately poured his true essence into the illusory black armor.

This illusory black armor possessed extremely strong defensive capabilities, even surpassing the magical treasure Ruyi that Qin Wuyai had obtained. However, it emitted a dense demonic aura, causing Chen Yuan slight discomfort. He was somewhat better off, as the Nine Revolutions of True Spirit did not distinguish between righteous and demonic, and the true essence gained from its cultivation was neutral and balanced, with both pure and turbid elements coexisting, thus not conflicting much with demonic energy.

Qin Wuyai, Lu Wangquan, and Cangsong Daoren, being righteous cultivators, were naturally at odds with demonic energy and could only frown and endure it.

The true essence injected into the illusory black armor is first depleted, thus accelerating the consumption of true essence.

Three days later, the spatial storm was still endless, but Daoist Cangsong had run out of talismans and could only use his magic weapon to resist the spatial storm.

Two more days passed, and Qin Wuyai's magic treasure Ruyi and Ren Laomo's Xuan Yin Armor had both become dull and lifeless, while Lu Wangquan's natal magic treasure, the Azure Ring Blade, was severely damaged.

Even Chen Yuan, who was the most relaxed, had exhausted his true energy.

He consumed a few drops of millennium-old spiritual milk obtained from the Blood Spirit Sect, barely recovering 30% of his true essence, and struggled to keep going.

But the spatial storm ahead still seemed endless.

The only good news is that in less than ten days, the little snake has grown into a level seven demon beast, its strength has greatly increased, and it is only a very short distance away from becoming a level eight demon beast.

However, it remained asleep, showing no sign of waking up, only its demonic aura grew stronger.

After Chen Yuan planted the blood restriction inside the little snake, he was able to vaguely sense its thoughts. Although he didn't know why it went into a deep sleep after hatching, he knew that it was its instinct.

A few days ago, when the pressure of resisting the space storm was not too heavy, Chen Yuan inquired about this matter with Qin Wuyai.

Qin Wuyai, as expected of his extensive knowledge, laughed and said, "Fellow Daoist Chen, there is no need to worry. This is the nature of the Candle Serpent. After hatching, it will break through a spatial rift and enter the myriad worlds."

"This action will deplete the cosmic power it gained from consuming eggshells, and it will need to sleep for several years before it can awaken."

"This candle snake is under the care of fellow Daoist and does not need to leave the void on its own, but due to its nature, it has fallen into a deep sleep and will awaken in the future."

Chen Yuan clasped his hands in thanks, but a faint worry lingered in his heart. If the little snake continued to grow stronger and had to undergo tribulation in this void, he wondered how he would cope.

Two days later, the little snake's strength finally stopped increasing.

It has reached the limit of a level seven demon beast. If it wants to continue accumulating demon power, it must pass through the tribulation of lightning.

However, the scales on its body became increasingly deep, and the demonic aura it exuded became increasingly heavy, like a ten-zhang-long giant python that seemed to still be absorbing the power of time.

Chen Yuan was on high alert. Seeing this, Qin Wuyai reminded him, "Fellow Daoist Chen, there's no need to worry. The Candle Serpent will not undergo tribulation in the void. The power of time it absorbs will only enhance its innate supernatural abilities."

His voice was weak and feeble, and Chen Yuan simply nodded, saying in a hoarse voice, "Thank you for the reminder, Fellow Daoist Qin."

Everyone was exhausted from constantly having to defend against the spatial storms.

After flying for another hour, Chen Yuan suddenly perked up and said, "Fellow Daoists, the spatial fluctuations I sensed have become much clearer. We are not far from the exit of the spatial passage!"

All four of them brightened up, and Daoist Cangsong couldn't wait to ask, "How much longer until we can get out of this void? When will we be able to escape the spatial storm?"

Chen Yuan shook his head: "I don't know either. The only thing I'm sure of is that the time it will take us to get to the exit will be shorter than the time it will take to enter the spatial passage."

Daoist Cangsong's expression stiffened, and Lu Wangquan said in a deep voice, "At least we already know that the journey is less than halfway over."

The Taoist Cangsong sighed softly, said nothing more, and nodded.

Qin Wuyai's eyes flashed: "Fellow Daoist Lu is absolutely right. I hope that all of you will work together with one heart and one mind. If we can hold on for less than ten more days, we will be able to sneak into the Spirit Realm and continue our path of cultivation!"

Everyone nodded in agreement, their weary faces regaining a touch of determination. They trudged forward through the raging spatial turbulence, like travelers braving a blizzard, tireless and undeterred. (End of Chapter)