Nine Transformations of the True Spirit.

Chen Yuan hovered in the air, looking down at the two people covered in scales who clasped their hands in greeting and uttered a few obscure words. He couldn't help but frown.

The spatial compression force across the two realms was indeed extremely terrifying. Even with the protection of the Great Teleportation Token infused with the power of the Demon Saint and the activation of the Kunpeng True Blood, it was still quite difficult to resist.

Fortunately, the teleportation only lasted for a few breaths before Chen Yuan entered the spatial secret realm.

The feather bestowed by the Thunder Mountain Demon King activated on its own, releasing a surge of thunderous power that canceled out the spatial power generated at the last moment of the teleportation, preventing the four from separating.

The impact of the spatial compression on Shen Yu and the other two was significantly more severe than on Chen Yuan. Their demonic power was fluctuating, and they needed to recuperate for a while before they could stabilize.

Chen Yuan didn't need to adjust his breathing; he immediately noticed the anomaly in the mountain range below.

A peculiar spiritual energy constantly emanates from that stone platform shaped like a giant cauldron.

This spiritual energy was quite similar to demonic energy, but also had many differences. Chen Yuan was quite familiar with it, as if he had seen it somewhere before, but he couldn't remember where it came from.

The two groups of people facing off at the foot of the mountain were also reflected in Chen Yuan's divine sense.

These strange beings were tall and covered in scales. Although their aura was restrained, the unique spiritual energy contained within them was exactly the same as that emanating from the giant cauldron, only much more mixed.

These strange beings, dressed in animal skins and silk robes and wielding spears and weapons, were clearly intelligent, so Chen Yuan did not continue to explore the stone platform below.

Once the demonic power within the other three had stabilized, they also noticed the anomaly below. After a brief discussion, they flew together toward these strange beings.

Qin Yuan asked the names and identities of these extraordinary individuals. The two with the most profound cultivation, comparable to mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivators, clasped their hands in greeting and answered, but their language was obscure and difficult to understand.

It seems that it will take some effort to find out what's going on in this secret space.

Upon hearing the words of the two strange beings, the Demon General of Lieshan frowned: "It seems that the natives here cannot understand our language. We should capture a few of them and use the Soul Searching Technique to find out the situation in this world."

Qin Yuan, the demon general, nodded in agreement: "Fellow Daoist Lieshan is absolutely right. These natives have low cultivation levels, and the strongest of them is only equivalent to a mid-level demon general. They certainly do not know the secrets of the True Spirit Cave. Why waste time with them?"

Now that the Demon General Shen Yu was no longer in front of the demon kings, the shyness on his face had disappeared, but he was still quite gentle, with clear eyes, like a pure young girl who was unaware of the ways of the world.

But when faced with the suggestion from the Demon General Lieshan, her expression remained unchanged. She did not care about the lives of these strange people and nodded slightly: "I will follow Fellow Daoist Lieshan's suggestion."

Chen Yuan pondered for a moment, then shook his head: "In my opinion, since we are new to this place, it is not advisable for us to act rashly."

Qin Yuan raised an eyebrow: "What advice do you have for me, Fellow Daoist Bei Ming?"

Chen Yuan looked up at the dragon statue guarded by the stone hall in the distance and said in a deep voice, "These natives built a dragon statue in their homeland."

"It seems that the true spirit that left behind this spatial secret realm was a true dragon, and even among all true spirits, it was a first-class existence."

"As you three fellow Daoists have probably sensed, this world is filled with a peculiar spiritual energy, which emanates from that stone platform that resembles a giant cauldron. It is neither demonic nor spiritual."

"Just now, I felt that this spiritual energy was somewhat familiar, but I couldn't figure it out."

"Now that I see this dragon statue, I realize that this peculiar spiritual energy contains the aura of a dragon, but it is much purer than that of a dragon, and it is very likely related to a real dragon."

"Moreover, according to legend, a true dragon has a pair of golden eyes. Although these natives have low cultivation levels, they have unique appearances, their bodies are covered with scales, and their pupils are pale gold. Their cultivation methods must be related to those of a true dragon."

"Since the natives of this world have inherited the legacy of the true spirit, there must be beings with even higher cultivation levels, and there may even be powerful beings comparable to demon kings and demon saints."

"We are merely high-ranking demon generals who have infiltrated this realm by exploiting a flaw in the formation. Before we ascertain the situation here, it is best to proceed with caution." "Otherwise, we will regret it too late if we cause any trouble."

Shen Yu, the demon general, nodded gently, his eyes still clear and tender: "Fellow Daoist Bei Ming is right. I was mistaken. We are new to this place and it is indeed not appropriate to kill people easily."

Qin Yuan, the Demon General, also changed his mind: "Then let's go through some trouble and ask these natives first before making any decisions."

The Demon General of Lieshan had an honest appearance, but seemed to be somewhat violent. Seeing that none of the three wanted to kill, a hint of displeasure flashed in his eyes, but he did not refute them and nodded in agreement.

The four immediately descended in their escape light and arrived in front of the two leading natives. They no longer concealed their aura, and the pressure of high-level demon generals slowly spread out.

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As evening fell, Nie Yao returned to his thatched hut, closed the door, and looked somewhat dazed.

Everything he experienced today was so bizarre that even now, looking back, he is still deeply shocked.

When Qiu Shi tribe chief Li Chongshan took out the three Manifestation Pills, forcing the chief to yield and give up his spot on the Dragon Breath Platform, Nie Yao felt both immense grief and indignation, mixed with a hint of relief.

He didn't want to see his tribe suffer such humiliation, but he also didn't want to be easily killed by the Blood Condensation Realm warriors of the Qiushi tribe, whose strength had greatly increased after taking the Manifestation Pill.

It's just giving up one spot. Every time the Dragon Qi Tide erupts, the Qiu Cao Tribe has five spots to enter the Dragon Breath Platform. What difference does it make if one is missing?

As long as all the warriors of the tribe train diligently and unite as one, they will surely be able to defeat the Qiushi tribe in the future and repay the humiliation they suffered today a hundredfold or a thousandfold!
But just as Nie Yao had accepted the reality that he had no choice but to submit to the Qiushi tribe, the Qiucao tribe ushered in a turning point.

The sky split open, and four people descended from the heavens. The clan chief agreed to Li Chongshan's quota, and that was the end of it.

Although these four people had somewhat strange appearances, the aura emanating from them far surpassed that of the clan leader and Li Chongshan. Moreover, they could fly through the air, so they were undoubtedly cultivators at the Cloud Soaring Realm.

To Nie Yao's disappointment, after these four cultivators at the Cloud Ascension Realm appeared, they only uttered a cryptic statement before entering the main hall closest to the True Dragon statue in the tribe with the clan chief and Li Chongshan. They closed the door and never reappeared.

The elderly, weak, women, and children who had entered the palace to avoid the battle beforehand had no choice but to come out.

Fortunately, before entering the main hall, the two instructed the warriors of the two tribes not to fight, and with an elder of the Manifestation Realm in charge, a riot was not triggered.

However, the warriors of the two tribes dared not leave and continued to stand in confrontation for several hours until the tribal chief and Li Chongshan walked out of the main hall and ordered both sides to stop fighting.

The clan chief even ordered the warriors of the Qiucao tribe to assist the warriors of the Qiushi tribe in setting up camp, which angered Nie Yao and the other clansmen.

But it was the clan chief's order, and they had no choice but to obey. Reluctantly, they took out the dragon tendon grass and set up a temporary camp for the enemies who had almost fought a fierce battle a few hours earlier.

Nie Yao obeyed the clan leader's order and returned to his residence, forbidding him from wandering around, but his mind was in turmoil.

His mind was filled with the powerful aura of the four cultivators at the Cloud Ascension Realm, especially the woman in white. Although she had black eyes and no beautiful scales on her body, she still haunted his dreams.

Nie Yao sat cross-legged, trying his best to concentrate and calm his mind, absorbing dragon energy to cultivate. However, the image of that woman kept appearing before his eyes, and his heart was restless and unable to calm down.

Before today, his greatest wish was to cultivate to the Manifestation Realm, become an elder in the tribe, enter Tushan City, and witness the prosperity of Cuiyixuan.

But now, he suddenly felt that the Manifestation Realm was too weak. Only by becoming a Cloud Soaring Realm cultivator and marrying a wife like the woman in white could he feel that his life had not been in vain. (End of Chapter)