Nine Transformations of the True Spirit.

A middle-aged man slowly walked out, dressed in a dark blue close-fitting outfit. The exposed bright yellow scales shimmered in the sunlight. He held a long sword, the blue blade of which flowed like water.

As he stepped forward, his pale golden pupils grew even brighter, as if burning, and a powerful pressure emanated from his body.

Nie Yao felt an inexplicable fear rising uncontrollably from the bottom of his heart. His hands, which were tightly gripping the spear, trembled slightly, and he subconsciously took a step back.

The other warriors of the Qiucao tribe also showed fear on their faces, their fighting spirit quickly faded, and some even trembled, looking as if they were about to lose their grip on their spears.

The clan leader snorted coldly, his pale golden pupils burning like flames. The aura of the Manifestation Realm, accompanied by the Xuanhuang Dragon Qi, surged out, blocking Li Chongshan's pressure and dispelling the fear in everyone's hearts.

Nie Yao suppressed his fear and secretly breathed a sigh of relief. He glanced at Li Chongshan with lingering fear, and his fantasy of killing a few more Qiushi warriors quietly dissipated.

Is this the dragon's might in the Manifestation Realm?

Nie Yao had previously followed his father and other warriors of his clan into the wilderness to hunt, and had experienced the dragon's might at the Hidden Scale Realm and Blood Coagulation Realm. The pressure was immense, but he was still able to bear it.

When the tribe holds a sacrificial ceremony, the chief and other elders will also release their auras, but that is to show respect for the true dragon, not to target the people of the tribe. Nie Yao will only feel awe.

This was the first time he had personally experienced the dragon's might in the Manifestation Realm, and it was terrifying beyond belief.

If the clan leader hadn't intervened, he would have almost succumbed to his fear and prostrated himself on the ground.

Li Chongshan stopped ten feet away from the clan leader, reversed the hilt of his sword, clasped his hands in a bow, and smiled, "Fellow Daoist Zhang, our cultivation levels are similar, and we have sparred before, always to a draw. I'm afraid we can't settle this today either, so let's not waste any more time."

"I, Li, will give you one last chance. If you give up one spot to enter the Dragon Breath Platform, my Qiushi tribe will immediately cease fighting and return home."

"Otherwise, don't blame me for being ruthless. Although it may be difficult for my Qiushi tribe to wipe out your tribe, I am quite confident that I can kill a few elders at the Manifestation Realm."

"When the great tide of dragon beasts arrives, your tribe will find it difficult to resist, and the Dragon Breath Platform of Minwei Mountain will still fall into the hands of my Qiushi tribe."

"The survival of the Qiucao tribe rests entirely on Fellow Daoist Zhang's decision. I hope you will think it over carefully."

The clan chief said coldly, "You don't need to say anything. I, Zhang, will never hand over the Dragon Breath Platform. My Qiucao tribe only has warriors who die in battle, not cowards who surrender without a fight."

"Don't think that just because you've discovered a miniature dragon energy stone vein and your strength has increased considerably, you can make my Qiucao tribe submit."

"At worst, we'll fight to the death. The dragon beast tide won't just hit Minwei Mountain; Luanyun Peak won't escape it either."

"My Qiucao tribe has survived for thousands of years and has some deep-rooted strength. If you push me too far, we will fight to the death, and no one will come out unscathed!"

Li Chongshan said, "Since Fellow Daoist Zhang knows that my Qiushi tribe has discovered a miniature dragon energy stone vein, why do you still resist so stubbornly?"

"How could I not know that Fellow Daoist Zhang has the means to fight to the death?"

"Therefore, despite the damage to the foundation of the mineral vein, we first mined out more than three hundred Dragon Qi Stones, went to Tushan City, and exchanged them for three Manifestation Pills..."

As he spoke, he flipped his hand and took out three wooden boxes, which he held in front of him. He opened the lids to reveal three huge yellow pills, each the size of a fist, surrounded by wisps of mysterious yellow dragon energy.

Upon seeing the three pills, the clan leader's expression changed slightly, and the warriors of the Qiu Cao tribe also showed surprise.

Nie Yao stared at the three pills in the distance, his heart churning. These were the legendary Manifestation Pills.
It is said that this pill is made from extremely pure dragon energy. After taking it, it can allow a Blood Condensation Realm warrior to briefly possess the cultivation level of the Manifestation Realm and to unleash the supernatural powers of the Manifestation Realm, which can be maintained for half an hour.

However, once the dragon energy is exhausted, the person who takes the pill will suffer a backlash, be severely injured, and take several years to fully recover. Moreover, they will never have any hope of breaking through to the Manifestation Realm.

However, for the vast majority of warriors in the Blood Coagulation Realm, the Manifestation Realm is something they can only dream of but never reach.

By selecting a few warriors whose potential has been exhausted, three additional warriors at the Manifestation Realm can be gained out of thin air without any loss.

Li Chongshan smiled and said, "My Qiushi tribe already has one more Manifestation Realm cultivator than your tribe."

"If you take these three Manifestation Pills, and three more Manifestation Realm cultivators appear, how do you plan to defend yourself, Fellow Daoist Zhang?"

The clan leader stared intently at the three pills, his expression shifting, before falling silent.

The battle formation of the Qiucao tribe fell into a deathly silence. Nie Yao had long since abandoned the idea of ​​killing more Qiushi tribe warriors, and his heart was filled with despair.

The Qiucao tribe has only six Manifestation Realm elders, while the Qiushi tribe has seven. If they add three more, the Qiucao tribe will have almost double the number of elders, and they will undoubtedly lose this battle.

Although the effects of the Manifestation Pill could only last for half an hour, it was enough for the Qiushi tribe to achieve a great victory.

The warriors of the Qiushi tribe burst into laughter upon seeing the Qiucao tribe warriors' appearance. Their laughter was filled with contempt and disdain, and some even shouted curses, spewing vulgarities. These were warriors who had fought bloody battles with dragons and beasts, full of valor; when had they ever suffered such humiliation?

They were all red-faced and trembling, wishing they could rush forward immediately and fight these Qiushi warriors to the death.

But no matter how much the Qiushi warriors shouted and cursed, not a single one of them actually stepped forward.

They were not afraid of dying in battle, but they did not want to see the Qiucao tribe suffer a crushing defeat, or even perish, with the Dragon Breath Platform being captured and their wives and daughters being taken away by the Qiushi tribe.

Those three Manifestation Pills, shrouded in dragon energy, were like three spears pressed against the throats of every warrior of the Qiu Cao tribe, preventing them from making any rash moves for fear of bringing annihilation upon the tribe.

Li Chongshan's gaze slowly swept over the crowd, a smile appearing on his lips. Suddenly, he raised his right hand, and the warriors of the Qiushi tribe behind him immediately shut up, and the scene fell silent.

He raised his hand and flicked it, and the three wooden boxes slowly closed. He smiled and said, "Although I am confident of victory, the Qiushi tribe is known for its resilience and bravery. If a fight really breaks out, my Qiushi tribe will suffer heavy losses."

“I will give you one last chance, Fellow Daoist. If you agree to give up one spot on the Dragon Breath Platform, my Qiushi tribe will immediately withdraw, and neither tribe will suffer any casualties.”

"But if Fellow Daoist Zhang remains obstinate, then I will have no choice but to be ruthless and start a war with your tribe... Are you afraid of death?"

He suddenly turned around, looked at the warriors of the Qiushi tribe behind him, and asked loudly.

"We're not afraid!"

"I swear to follow the clan leader to the death!"

"Destroy the Qiucao tribe and seize the Dragon's Breath Platform!"

The warriors of the Qiushi tribe answered loudly, none of them retreated, and their morale soared.

Li Chongshan turned around, his smile fading, and said, word by word, "Whether it's war or peace, Fellow Daoist Zhang, you have the final say. Within ten breaths, I need your answer. Ten, nine, eight..."

The clan chief's face grew increasingly grim, his lips trembling. Finally, when Li Chongshan said "two," he spoke up, "My Qiucao tribe... is willing to give up one spot on the Dragon Breath Platform. I urge Fellow Daoist Li to cease hostilities."

An elder at the Manifestation Realm blurted out, "Clan leader, you mustn't!"

The chieftain whirled around, his imposing aura intensifying: "The survival of the tribe is paramount; say no more!"

Although the elder also possessed the cultivation of the Manifestation Realm, he was far inferior to the clan leader and could only do his best to resist the dragon's might, unable to speak up to stop it.

The warriors of the Qiucao tribe looked ashen-faced and lowered their heads.

Nie Yao was filled with grief and indignation, and felt deeply humiliated. However, he knew that the clan leader was prioritizing the greater good, so he could only stare intently at Li Chongshan and pray that the true dragon would bring down divine punishment so that the Qiucao tribe could be spared from this calamity.

Li Chongshan laughed heartily: "Fellow Daoist Zhang should have done this long ago..."

Before he could finish speaking, he suddenly froze, looking towards Minwei Mountain behind the battle formation of the Qiucao tribe.

The warriors of the Qiushi tribe followed his gaze and looked at Minwei Mountain. Their contempt and disdain froze on their faces, and their eyes were filled with astonishment.
Nie Yao became suspicious and quietly turned his head to look, only to be stunned in place.

Above Minwei Mountain, the unchanging sky cracked open, and dozens of blue lightning bolts surged out from the crack, exploding and roaring, their sound echoing in all directions.

Nie Yao stared blankly up at the scene, forgetting everything, gazing at this unforgettable spectacle.

The crack closed, the blue lightning dissipated, and four figures appeared. They paused for a moment, then seemed to notice the two tribes facing off at the foot of the mountain and flew towards them.

Under the watchful eyes of Nie Yao and all the warriors from the two tribes, they moved with incredible speed, quickly reaching the top of the crowd.

Nie Yao then realized that these four people looked very similar to him, but they did not have scales on their bodies and their eyes were not light gold, which made them look very strange.

One of them spoke, but what he said was obscure and difficult to understand; Nie Yao had never heard it before.

However, he dared not underestimate them in the slightest. These four people were able to fly, so they must have at least the cultivation level of the Cloud Soaring Realm. They were true experts who could wipe out the Qiucao Tribe with a flick of their wrists.

Li Chongshan naturally knew that the four people were highly skilled, so he looked solemn, clasped his hands in a bow, and said loudly, "Junior Li Chongshan, chief of the Qiushi tribe, pays respects to the four seniors. Please give me your instructions, and I will be happy to serve you!"

Upon hearing this, the clan chief quickly clasped his hands and bowed, saying, "This junior, Zhang Fengyue, clan chief of the Qiucao tribe, is willing to serve the four seniors with utmost loyalty!" (End of Chapter)