Nine Transformations of the True Spirit

A lonely deserted island floats on the sea, with howling winds and surging waves. The gray-blue sea reflects the dazzling sunlight, as if covered with layers of dense golden scales, leaping and flashing, changing constantly. Waves rush towards the deserted island, smashing into pieces on the reef cliffs, and jade beads splashing.

A few miles east of the deserted island, dozens of feet below the sea surface, it is pitch black. A crack about a thousand feet long and dozens of feet wide is winding and twisting, like an ugly scar, abruptly lying on the seabed.

The seawater in the crack is different in color from the seawater outside the crack, with a very light gray light. Ordinary people can never see it, but it can't hide it from Chen Yuan's consciousness.

Not only that, the inside and outside of the crack seem to be two worlds. The seawater outside is rushing, while the seawater in the crack is stagnant and motionless, lying there quietly, as if dead.

This crack is the Ten Thousand Feet Abyss. Chen Yuan dived into the sea and came to the top of the crack. He spread his consciousness and scanned the abyss inch by inch.

The water in the Ten Thousand Feet Abyss is extremely unique. His consciousness can only penetrate a thousand feet and can no longer go deeper.

He stopped above the abyss and waited for a while. No shapeshifting demon king suddenly came and killed him. He couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

He bet right. Xue Yuanlong's news was true. There was indeed no shapeshifting demon king stationed near the abyss.

He was recognized by Xue Yuanlong as the mask of the Fanyang auction before, so he took advantage of the situation and disguised himself as a monk from Renzhou. He also deliberately exposed his vague relationship with Haoran Sect, just to make him afraid and not dare to deceive with false news.

Now it seems that this method has worked.

Chen Yuan suppressed his fluctuating thoughts, moved his body, and fell into the abyss. The stagnant sea water was stirred, and light ripples appeared.

Chen Yuan continued to fall, and soon he went a hundred feet deep into the abyss. At the same time, he did not forget to spread his spiritual sense and explore the surroundings.

As he sank deeper, Chen Yuan began to feel a slight squeezing force, and the range of his spiritual sense gradually narrowed, from a thousand feet to nine hundred and ninety feet, then to nine hundred and eighty feet, nine hundred and seventy feet, nine hundred and sixty feet...

When Chen Yuan went a thousand feet deep into the abyss, the gray light in the surrounding sea water was already quite obvious, squeezing him all the time, but he could still bear it easily.

His spiritual sense could only explore a range of five hundred feet in radius, which was directly reduced by half.

Chen Yuan continued to dive down, and the squeezing force became stronger and stronger. When he went two thousand feet deep into the abyss, it was already extremely strenuous and needed to use all his energy to resist. The range of his spiritual sense was also compressed to two hundred feet.

The sea water here was mixed with black and gray. It was not as stagnant as the sea water at the entrance of the abyss, but flowed slowly.

Chen Yuan was secretly shocked and continued to dive down, but the speed was much slower than before, carefully resisting the huge squeezing force.

When he reached more than 2,500 feet, Chen Yuan reached his limit.

The huge squeezing force almost crushed him, and the sea water turned light gray. He could not go deeper than one foot, otherwise he would explode and die immediately.

Chen Yuan used his nameless magical power, and his body grew to about one foot high, his body surface glowed silvery white, and the pressure around him suddenly decreased.

He continued to go deeper, moving slowly, until he reached his limit again at 2,700 feet, and his spiritual awareness range was compressed to only 100 feet.

Chen Yuan did not hesitate to stimulate Zhu Yan's true blood, his black hair turned snow-white, his body was greatly strengthened, and the squeezing force was reduced again.

He dived down carefully, always paying attention to the consumption of true energy. After 2,800 feet, 2,900 feet, and 3,000 feet, Chen Yuan stopped.

He seemed to be carrying a mountain on his back, and his muscles, bones and meridians were under the huge squeezing force, trembling slightly, and his true energy was consumed very quickly. In just a few breaths, he had used up 10%.

The seawater here has completely turned gray. There seems to be an invisible boundary below three thousand feet. Chen Yuan has a premonition that as long as he takes a step, he will explode and die immediately, leaving no intact body.

His spiritual awareness range has been compressed to seventy feet. Looking down, the gray seawater flows slowly, silently, bottomless, and unfathomable.

Chen Yuan did not dare to stay too long. He turned his body and swam upwards. Soon he returned to above two thousand feet. His body returned to its original state, and his white hair turned black again.

Not long after, he left the abyss and returned to the bottom of the sea several dozen feet deep.

In just a quarter of an hour of the trip to the abyss, his true energy was consumed by 70%, of which 60% was consumed below two thousand five hundred feet.

Chen Yuan closed his eyes slightly, looked inward, and his spiritual awareness swept through the tendons, bones and meridians in his body inch by inch. Compared with before entering the abyss, there was no change.

Chen Yuan carefully checked again, slowly opened his eyes, frowned slightly, and his eyes showed doubt.

Xue Yuanlong said that this ten thousand zhang abyss can temper the body, but he used all his means and went three thousand zhang deep, but his body did not change at all.

Could it be that because he was not a member of the Kunyu clan, the squeezing force of the ten thousand zhang abyss was useless to him?

Chen Yuan thought about it for a while, but still could not figure it out, so he could only suppress his doubts.

He flew out of the sea, landed on the deserted island, came to a cave, and sat cross-legged.

He took off the mask, put it into the mustard ring, slowly closed his eyes, spread his consciousness, and took control of all the movements within more than 40 miles around him, and waited quietly.

He did not cover up at all, and spread his consciousness so openly.

This ten thousand zhang abyss is only useful to the Kunyu clan, and the only Kunyu of the Kunyu clan who is about to cross the tribulation is Kunfeng.

Other level 7 Kun fish will not come here, and if the Kun fish demon king comes, Chen Yuan will not be able to escape death even if he restrains his consciousness.

He simply spreads his consciousness and is always on guard, so that he can seize the opportunity when Kun Feng arrives.

Chen Yuan's mind is clear, like a stone statue, motionless, quietly waiting for Kun Feng's arrival.

Spring goes and winter comes, cold and heat change, and a year has passed in the blink of an eye.

Chen Yuan slowly opened his eyes, and his calm mind had a slight fluctuation.

Could Kun Feng have come to the Wanzhang Sea Abyss when he crossed the Ten Thousand Demons Sea?

Or is he really afraid of the pursuit of the Jiaolong clan, and is ready to hide in Beiming Island until he survives the transformation thunder tribulation?

Chen Yuan's mood fluctuated, and Kun Feng's figure appeared in his mind. He looked back at the mysterious teleportation technique and the innate magical power similar to the space crack... Finally, he was fixed on the picture of him standing straight with a rebellious look, following the four demon kings and walking towards the Tongtian Palace.

Chen Yuan slowly regained his composure, like an ancient well without waves, and slowly closed his eyes.

Kun Feng will definitely come.

...

Ten Thousand Demons Sea, Beiming Island.

This is a large island with a radius of nearly 200 miles, and it is also the only large island in the Ten Thousand Demons Sea.

According to legend, this is the ancestral land of the Kunyu clan. The island is covered with lush pines and cypresses, with steep mountains and waterfalls. It does not look like a place where demons live, but rather like a fairyland on earth.

To the northwest of Beiming Island is a mountain range that stretches for more than 100 miles. A large courtyard has been built, which is close to the mountains and rivers, with different heights and is simple and majestic.

In a four-entry courtyard on the top of a mountain, Kun Feng sat in a pavilion in the backyard, holding a several-foot-long dragon leg in his hand. He bit off a bite, chewed it a few times, and swallowed it into his stomach. There was blood on his mouth and his face was very gloomy.

This pavilion was very large, twice as large as the pavilions where humans lived. The tall Kun Feng sat in the pavilion without feeling cramped at all.

Soon, he ate a dragon leg clean, and a dragon leg appeared out of thin air in his hand, and he continued to eat.

At this time, Kun Tong walked out of a hanging flower door and walked towards the pavilion.

Kun Feng put the dragon leg in his hand into the mustard ring, raised his hand and wiped it, and the blood on his mouth disappeared. He stood up to greet him: "Father."

Kun Tong came to Kun Feng and sat down, saying: "The people of the Red Dragon lineage have been wandering outside Beiming Island. You can't leave the island for the time being."

Kun Feng's face became even gloomier, but he said nothing.

Kun Tong added: "But the clan has already agreed that in two years, your father and the two elders Kun Lang and Kun Song will send you to the Wanzhang Sea Abyss."

Kun Feng's eyes flashed, and he said in a deep voice: "Thank you, father!"

Kun Tong's expression became serious: "You also know the danger of the Wanzhang Sea Abyss. Your father and the two elders will not approach it easily, and the same is true for Ao Fang."

"The Red Dragon lineage is most likely to intercept and kill you halfway. The two elders and I will stop the demon king of the Red Dragon lineage, but those level 7 Red Dragons and Fire Phoenixes will be left to you."

Kun Feng said: "I understand!"

Kun Tong nodded slightly: "After you come back from the abyss, when you have passed the transformation thunder tribulation, the Red Dragon Clan can no longer openly embarrass you, otherwise it will be an enemy of my Kunyu clan, but the Jiaolong clan's suppression of you has just begun, you must be prepared."

Kun Feng smiled coldly, his eyes revealing arrogance: "After the child passes the tribulation, I will personally take Ao Fang's head and avenge my father!"

...

The sun rises and the moon sets, the stars move, the waves hit the shore, the waves bloom and disappear, and another two years have passed.

Chen Yuan sat in the cave, and he had not opened his eyes for two years.

He was spotless, but his body was covered with moss.

The sun was high in the sky, the sky was clear, and the blue sea was surging slowly. The tide surged to the shore and then receded.

A swimming crab crawled slowly on the beach, and the seagulls circled lightly in the sky with the help of the wind, making a few lazy long calls.

Suddenly, a black light flew from the horizon at a very fast speed, and soon flew close, only more than 30 miles away from the deserted island.

In the cave, Chen Yuan, who had been sitting there, suddenly opened his eyes, and a murderous intent flashed in his eyes. It seemed that a white light lit up and instantly illuminated the entire dim cave.

He stood up and took a step, crossed several feet away, rushed out of the cave, and the light rolled up and soared into the sky.

The black light stopped, revealing the figure of Kun Feng, with a pair of black wings behind him, looking at Chen Yuan who suddenly appeared, his face full of surprise.

"Kun Feng, I've been waiting for you for a long time!" Chen Yuan shouted, his figure suddenly grew to about ten feet high, his black hair turned snow-white, and his hands rose with Zhuyan True Fire, rushing towards Kun Feng.

At the same time, he raised his hand and grabbed, and Fu Hai Ge appeared out of thin air in front of him, swelled up against the wind, and chopped down heavily. A three-meter-long blue blade of light shot out and went straight to Kun Feng! (End of this chapter)