Nine Transformations of the True Spirit

Chen Yuan suddenly realized that it was no wonder that the ten thousand feet deep sea abyss was only useful to the Kun fish clan. Even every Kun fish had to come here to temper their bodies before they could cross the transformation thunder tribulation.

Moreover, this mysterious light black spiritual energy not only strengthened the body, but also slowly purified the Kunpeng true blood in Chen Yuan's body.

In the Dantian, the shadow of Kunpeng made a long cry, ethereal and distant, flapping its wings, floating and sinking in the sea of ​​true essence, and its body slowly grew larger and became more solid.

Although the purification speed of Kunpeng's true blood was extremely slow and almost imperceptible, it also surprised Chen Yuan.

This was the blood of the true spirit. Although it was only the blood of the true spirit of a seventh-level Kun fish, it was also purer than the blood of the Kun fish demon king. Even the Kun fish who had transformed into a god might not be able to match it.

I don't know where this light black spiritual energy came from, but it could purify the blood of the true spirit.

Chen Yuan carefully examined the wisps of light black spiritual energy that flowed into his body, but found nothing, just like when he examined the skin of the divine Kun fish before.

He continued to dive down. Every time he went deeper into the abyss, the squeezing force would increase by one point, continuously tempering Chen Yuan's body and purifying Kunpeng's true blood very slowly.

When Chen Yuan dived five thousand feet below, he reached his endurance limit again.

He had to stimulate Zhuyan's true blood and strengthen his body again before he could hold on and continue to dive.

At this point, the squeezing force's tempering effect on Chen Yuan's body was no less than taking three or four body-tempering elixirs. Kunpeng's true blood became a few points purer, and his control over the power of space was stronger.

He could clearly sense the surging spatial fluctuations below, like waves that never stop, and a little messy, sometimes huge waves with a hint of violent breath, sometimes calm and undercurrents surging.

The seawater in the ten thousand zhang abyss also became deeper, and the dark gray seawater was heavy and stagnant. Every time Chen Yuan dived, he had to consume more true essence and strength than before.

Chen Yuan was more curious about what was hidden under the abyss.

He knew that the demon king of the Kunyu clan must have explored the abyss many times.

But Chen Yuan had refined the true blood of Kunpeng, and his blood was purer than those demon kings.

Maybe he could explore the secrets that even the Kunyu clan didn't know.

When he thought that the secret under the ten thousand zhang abyss could not only temper the body, but also purify the true blood of Kunpeng, Chen Yuan's heart was hot.

The skin of the Kunyu, the god of transformation, was already the most valuable treasure on his body except for the jade pendant. The things under the abyss might be even more precious.

Chen Yuan slowly but firmly dived down, using the squeezing force in the abyss to temper his body and purify his blood. He didn't stop until he reached six thousand feet.

His endurance finally reached its limit. After stimulating the two kinds of true blood, his body was comparable to that of a ninth-level demon king, which was rare in the world, but he could not go deeper by one foot.

Like three thousand feet, there seemed to be an invisible boundary at six thousand feet.

Above six thousand feet, the sea water was dark gray, heavy and stagnant.

Below six thousand feet, the sea water was faintly purple and became lighter.

Chen Yuan took a deep breath, carefully stretched out his right hand, and crossed the invisible boundary of six thousand feet.

His palm stirred the calm sea water, and a huge squeezing force came from all directions, almost crushing his palm.

Chen Yuan's face changed, and his right hand was immediately covered with a layer of dark light. Under the sharp black blade, even this strange sea water was cut open, and the squeezing force was slightly reduced.

Chen Yuan immediately retracted his right hand, and the squeezing force suddenly decreased.

He breathed a sigh of relief and dared not take the risk again.

Below six thousand feet was a restricted area for him.

His consciousness was also compressed to 100 feet, but he still did not reach the bottom of the ten thousand feet abyss. All he could see was the dark gray seawater with a hint of purple light, mysterious and unpredictable.

It seems that this ten thousand feet abyss is really ten thousand feet deep.

His body is comparable to that of a ninth-level demon king, and with the help of his true essence, he can only dive to six thousand feet.

Could the person who can dive to the bottom of the abyss be a great cultivator, a tenth-level demon king, or the legendary incarnation cultivator?

Many speculations emerged in Chen Yuan's mind, and he was even more curious about the secrets hidden at the bottom of the ten thousand feet abyss.

Chen Yuan stared at the still bottomless abyss below, and continued to circulate his true essence to fight against the ubiquitous squeezing force, feeling his body slowly strengthening, and Kunpeng's true blood became more pure bit by bit.

After forming an infant, Chen Yuan's true essence was several times thicker and purer than before.

Under the huge squeezing force, he persisted for three days and three nights, and his true essence was consumed by 50%, mainly used to stimulate the two kinds of true spirit blood.

Over the past three days, his body has been continuously strengthened, and Kunpeng's true blood has been continuously purified.

At the end of the first day, the squeezing force reached its peak in tempering the blood of the body, and then it continued to decline, until now, it has no effect at all.

After these three days of tempering, Chen Yuan was equivalent to taking a bottle of body-tempering elixir tempered by thousand-year-old spiritual herbs. His body was greatly strengthened, and he was only one step away from breaking through the bottleneck of the ninth-level demon king.

After leaving the ten-thousand-foot sea abyss, he only needed to experience a few more years of starlight infusion, and he would be able to break through completely, and the bottleneck of the middle stage of the Nascent Soul would no longer exist.

Kunpeng's true blood also became a little purer, but it was not a breakthrough in essence. The power of the teleportation technique, the black blade technique, and the devouring technique did not improve much.

The phantom of Kunpeng in the dantian only grew a few feet larger, which seemed insignificant compared to the huge body of two hundred feet.

But Chen Yuan is more friendly with the void, has a stronger grasp of the power of space, and can sense the fluctuations of space more clearly.

In his perception, the spatial fluctuations coming from the depths of the abyss are more chaotic and violent than before.

Chen Yuan looked at the deep abyss below, hesitated for a moment, and turned to swim upwards.

He wanted to take out the skin of the Kun fish to see if he could attract the mysterious and abnormal light black spiritual energy in the abyss.

But such chaotic and restless spatial fluctuations made him feel a little uneasy, and he did not dare to try rashly.

No one knows what secrets are hidden in the depths of the abyss.

It is better to wait until the strength is improved a little more, dive to the bottom of the abyss, and then make plans.

Chen Yuan felt relieved and swam upwards. This time he entered the abyss of ten thousand feet, and he had gained a lot. His physical body was greatly enhanced, and Kunpeng's true blood was more pure.

As he dived deeper into the abyss, the light black spiritual energy became more concentrated, and the tempering of the physical body and blood became stronger.

The abyss of ten thousand feet is a treasure house for him.

After his body and cultivation level are improved, he will visit here again.

If he can dive to the bottom of the abyss, his body may be strengthened to an incredible degree.

The speed of upstream is much faster than diving. In less than a moment, Chen Yuan came to three thousand feet, and the squeezing force became negligible.

There is no need to stimulate two kinds of true blood at the same time here. He folded his wings behind him, and his white hair turned back to black, and the consumption of true essence was reduced a lot.

But at this moment, the space fluctuations from the depths of the abyss suddenly became violent and abnormal, like a volcano that suddenly erupted and spewed out rolling magma!

Chen Yuan's face changed, and he immediately stimulated the two kinds of true spirit blood, frantically urged the true essence, and swam upwards.

After the wide black wings were spread out, the space fluctuations became clearer.

The space force coming from behind was violent and abnormal, and white space cracks suddenly appeared and disappeared, quickly spreading from the depths of the abyss.

The stagnant seawater was swallowed up, stirred, and turbulence was everywhere. Chen Yuan was like a small boat in a storm, which could capsize at any time.

Soon, the space cracks connected into one, swallowing everything silently, and even formed a white storm that swept over.

This is a space storm, a space storm that can swallow everything!

Chen Yuan was horrified, frantically urging his true essence, vibrating his wings, and swimming upwards regardless of everything.

The light of the escape robe shone brightly, and the rich space force wrapped around Chen Yuan, making his speed faster.

Chen Yuan did not dare to use the teleportation technique. The space storm had already formed. If he used the teleportation technique at this time, he would be immediately involved in it and his body would be gone.

With the blessing of the escape robe, his speed was incredibly fast, enough to shock the great monk.

But a huge tearing force came from behind him, and the space turbulence had filled the entire sea abyss.

Chen Yuan tried his best, but he was still getting slower and slower, almost stopping.

He frantically urged his true essence, and the Void Escape Robe had been stimulated to the extreme. A layer of milky white light shield enveloped him, resisting the violent space force.

Chen Yuan swam up little by little, and finally saw the exit of the Wanzhang Sea Abyss.

In the Dantian, the sea of ​​true essence was decreasing at an astonishing speed, but Chen Yuan no longer cared about the consumption of true essence, he just wanted to get out of the space storm.

But just as Chen Yuan was about to leave the Wanzhang Sea Abyss, the space fluctuation suddenly became more violent.

The space storm suddenly rose, and a huge tearing force came from behind Chen Yuan, pulling him in!

Chen Yuan only felt a black before his eyes, and then a white again. Where he saw, it was white and he couldn't see anything.

The huge tearing force wrapped him, as if he was going to tear him to pieces in the next moment.

The milky white light shield quickly dimmed, and Chen Yuan could only keep injecting true essence into the Void Escape Robe to barely maintain the light shield.

He fell into the space turbulence, which was a more terrifying and dangerous place than the space crack. The violent and chaotic space force devoured everything and crushed everything.

In less than ten breaths, Chen Yuan's true essence was completely exhausted.

No matter how pure and rich his true essence was, he was only a cultivator in the early stage of the Nascent Soul. He had consumed 50% of his true essence in the sea abyss. It was extremely rare for him to last ten breaths in the space storm.

There was only a thin layer of milky white light shield left, and it was about to go out. As long as this layer of barrier was lost, Chen Yuan would be torn apart by the space turbulence.

Death was in front of him, and Chen Yuan's mind turned rapidly, thinking about how to save his life.

Suddenly, he remembered something, and without caring about anything else, he immediately took it out from his body.

This was a roll of black animal skin, with rough edges and looked ordinary.

Chen Yuan shook his wrist, unfolded the animal skin, wrapped himself, and then bit his tongue, spraying a drop of blood, which fell on the animal skin.

The rough surface of the animal skin quickly faded, becoming smooth and lustrous, covered with a layer of deep purple light, emitting waves of mysterious spatial fluctuations.

Within three inches around the animal skin, spatial cracks appeared and disappeared, but under the tearing of the powerful spatial turbulence, these spatial cracks were immediately torn apart.

The next moment, the spatial turbulence swept across the surface of the animal skin in Chen Yuan's nervous eyes, and then dissipated into nothingness.

Chen Yuan breathed a sigh of relief, but before he could catch his breath, an extremely powerful spatial turbulence swept past and wrapped Chen Yuan in it.

The violent tearing force came upon him, and a severe pain that was enough to tear the soul came. Chen Yuan's eyes went black and he fainted.

At the same time, the spatial storm rushed out of the abyss of ten thousand feet, and instantly affected a radius of a hundred miles.

But strangely, no living beings were involved.

On the deserted island next to the vast ocean, the green trees are green and seabirds are still soaring in the sky.

The low-level monsters in the sea go their own way, and they don't even notice the coming space storm.

After a few breaths, the space storm slowly subsided, and the vast ocean returned to calm.

The heavy and stagnant gray water flowed slowly, but Chen Yuan's figure had disappeared without a trace.

…

At the foot of a mountain range, two armies were fighting in full swing. Smoke and dust were billowing, war drums were rumbling, and the sound of killing was loud.

Tens of thousands of people were entangled together, and people were dying every moment. Screams and wails could be heard one after another. The ground was dyed red with blood, and there were broken arms and limbs everywhere.

One of the armies was very small, with only more than a thousand men, but everyone was wearing leather armor and holding sophisticated spears and swords. They formed a formation around a large flag with the word "Li" and stood guard in front of the mountain road. Don’t retreat.

The other army numbered tens of thousands and was blocked outside the mountain road. There were only more than a thousand people wearing armor, and the weapons in their hands were also of mixed shapes.

The others were all in ragged clothes, most of them were holding bamboo-forked hoes, and they were thin and looked not like soldiers at all, but like victims of disaster.

This chaotic army gathered around a "Zhang Tianwang" flag and rushed toward the formation of more than a thousand leather-armored soldiers on the opposite side. It was like a wave hitting a hard rock and could only be smashed to pieces.

Under the banner of "King Zhang Tian", a big man wearing iron armor was riding on a tall horse. He looked at the unfavorable situation of his troops charging into the formation, and his face was very gloomy.

Slowly, the morale of the army became lower and lower, and the momentum of charging into the formation weakened.

The big man sighed, turned around and ordered a capable soldier next to him: "Send the order and withdraw the troops with gold!"

"Yes, King of Heaven!" The capable soldier clasped his fists and bowed, immediately turned around and left.

Soon, a crisp sound of chimes was heard, and Zhang Tianwang's army retreated, and more than a thousand armored soldiers also retreated into a large camp in front of the mountain road.

Only a few dozen people were left on both sides, with white scarves tied around their arms, collecting corpses and weapons on the battlefield.

After a while, thousands of ragged and skinny men were divided into hundreds of teams, carrying bamboo-forked wooden guns in their hands, and walked out of Zhang Tianwang's camp and walked toward the mountains.

There were eight people in one of the teams. A short and thin man touched his belly and complained: "Brother, we haven't had a full meal for three days, and we have to fight with the officers and soldiers. If this continues, who can bear it!"

This sentence immediately resonated with everyone, and everyone complained.

"That's right, brother, the King is so partial to Yongziying, letting them eat hot and spicy food, and letting us drink watery things every day, why do you think so!"

"They all say that the King of Heaven is benevolent and righteous. We just came to join him, but in the end we only had a few full meals. We might as well continue to work with King Zhu Chuang!"

The head of the black-faced man's face sank and he shouted: "Shut up! Don't you want to live anymore? If the guards of the Heavenly King hear that you are disrespectful to the Heavenly King, all brothers will die!"

As soon as he spoke, everyone did not dare to speak anymore, but they still kept mumbling in low voices.

The short and thin man chuckled: "Brother, don't be angry. It's so far away from the camp and there's no one else around us. What's there to be afraid of? The brothers don't even have enough to eat, so why can't we say a few words?"

The black-faced man glanced at another group of people ten feet away and scolded in a low voice: "Wang Mazi and his gang just spoke ill of the King in private and were reported. Today they were used as fill-ins and none of them came back. In the future, Stop saying that!"

The short and thin man said angrily: "I know, brother, I'm just going to complain. We are blocked by officers and soldiers and can't pass. There are still soldiers chasing us behind us. What will we do when we run out of food?"

The black-faced man sighed: "Then Li Jizong can fight. He has more than a thousand soldiers, which can withstand tens of thousands of us. This battle can be won."

Another person whispered: "Brother, let's run away? I think this King of Heaven, like King Zhu Chuang, will not last long!"

The black-faced man shook his head: "Run? Where to run? Hezhou has been robbed all over, and there is no food to eat. There is no other way except to fight out!"

While talking, several people climbed up a mountain.

This mountain is not high, only dozens of feet tall. It is completely bare, without a single tree, and all the weeds have been pulled out.

Everyone opened their eyes wide, looking for anything to eat, but found nothing.

They could only climb over the mountain and walk towards another mountain.

The officers and soldiers ignored their actions and just set up sentries on the high mountains, watching all this with cold eyes.

Several people climbed over two bare low mountains and finally saw sparse woods and found a few dry wild fruits and some sickly wild vegetables.

The short and thin man took a green wild fruit and took a big bite. His face was so sour that he wrinkled up and couldn't bear to spit it out. He chewed it hard twice before swallowing it with difficulty.

He said angrily: "There has been waterlogging for two months and drought for more than half a year. God, this bastard, will not allow people to live!"

The black-faced man sighed: "Be content, we can still find some fruits and wild vegetables to eat. I heard that the Si people in the north are even worse than our Weiguo, and they have already started cannibalism."

Everyone trembled in fear when they heard the word "cannibal".

They were all refugees whose hometowns were severely affected by the disaster, and the imperial court imposed excessive taxes and levies. They could not survive and revolted. They had many lives in their hands, but they had not yet eaten anyone.

A young man said: "I heard that Carpenter Qin and his gang had eaten people. I saw that their eyes were all red. They killed people without blinking an eye. They were very appreciated by the King of Heaven. They are about to enter the Yongzi Camp..."

The black-faced man glared at the young man: "You want to eat people too? You want to join the Yongzi Camp too? The Yongzi Camp has good food, but they die the fastest in battle. Do you really want to be loyal to the king?"

The young man shrank his head: "I don't want to risk my life for the king..."

The black-faced man bent down and pulled up a wild vegetable, saying: "Remember, you can't be the first to stand out. Don't think that you can join the Yongzi Camp and eat delicious food and drink spicy food by killing a few people."

"The officers and soldiers are all wearing armor, and they are in formation. Let's rush up and It's a death."

"You won't die if you drink some liquid every day. Just get through this period first... Goudan, stop eating!"

"Leave enough for the king first, otherwise the king's guards will chop off our heads!"

The short and thin man secretly glanced at the towering mountains in the distance, his eyes full of envy: "The mountains are so green, you can definitely catch rabbits and wild boars, which are all meat..."

The young man sneered: "Then you go, let the monster eat you first!"

The short and thin man sighed and continued to look for wild fruits and grass.

Everyone knows that there are man-eating monsters in the mountains, and those who run in have never come out alive.

The crowd slowly dispersed, in groups of two, looking for wild vegetables and fruits and putting them in the cloth bags in their hands.

The sky gradually darkened, the sun set in the west, and the crowd also climbed over several short mountains. The wild vegetables and fruits gradually filled the cloth bags, and some people caught two skinny rabbits, with smiles on their faces.

Suddenly, the short and thin man stopped, rubbed his eyes, and hesitantly pointed to a tree in the distance: "Brother, there seems to be a person lying there."

"People?" The dark-faced man came over and looked forward along his finger.

He had good eyesight and saw at a glance that there was a person lying under the tree, wearing a black suit. In the dim skylight, it was not clear.

"It's really a person, let's go and take a look!" The black-faced man ran over, and everyone followed curiously.

A few people walked under the tree and finally saw clearly that it was a young man with a pale face and a painful expression. He was wearing a black suit, clean, and covered with a rough animal skin.

The short and thin man opened his eyes wide: "This, this, this... How can this person be so clean? There is not a bit of dust on his clothes!"

Everyone was stunned. The young man was lying on the ground, but his body was spotless, which looked particularly weird.

The dark-faced man leaned over and reached out to feel the young man's nose: "He's still breathing, he doesn't look like he fainted from hunger, his complexion doesn't look right, he must be sick."

The young man suddenly opened his eyes wide: "Could he have been infected with an epidemic?"

Everyone stepped back in fear when they heard this.

In a year of great disaster, there will be a great epidemic.

They have all seen how painful it is for people infected with an epidemic, and they are afraid of it like a tiger.

The black-faced man smiled and pointed at the young man: "What are you afraid of? Look at his face and hands, there is so much flesh. If he really got the disease, he would have been skin and bones, like a dead person."

"I guess this man just caught a cold, it's no big deal."

The others were still a little scared, but the short and thin man was relieved: "Brother has studied and can treat people. He said that this man is not infected with the disease, so he must be fine."

The crowd came together again. The black-faced man was the most knowledgeable one among the eight people. He led them to survive the disaster, and several people were very convinced of him.

The black-faced man shook the young man's shoulder: "Brother, wake up, wake up..."

He shouted a few times, but the young man didn't respond.

The short and thin man suddenly showed excitement: "Brother, I'll do it!"

He pushed the others away, leaned down, and then spit on his hands twice, wiped them hard, raised his palm, and was about to hit him.

The black-faced man took a look and hurriedly grabbed his hand: "Second brother, what do you want to do?"

The short and thin man laughed: "Brother, this one looks like a rich young man. I'll slap him and have fun. When he wakes up, he will thank us!"

The others also got excited and came up: "I'll do it, I've been bullied by those landlords all my life. I want to have fun too!"

The black-faced man's face sank: "Stop it..."

Before he finished speaking, a gust of wind blew up, and everyone flew backwards, hit the tree, spurted blood, and slid down.

The young man lying on the ground opened his eyes, stood up, and swept his eyes over everyone one by one, frowning and saying: "Mortal?" (End of this chapter)