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Chapter 209: Immortal Demon's Ninth Transformation, Returning to Qingzhou City
Chapter 209: Immortal Demon's Ninth Transformation, Returning to Qingzhou City
Battles between demons are the most brutal, and aside from innate divine abilities, most rely on their robust physiques in close combat.
The strong are strong, and the weak are weak; there is no room for argument.
At this moment, in this desolate land, Shen Yi stood atop Xiaoyue, punching relentlessly, letting his opponent truly experience the desperation of a life-and-death struggle.
"Woohoo!"
The counterattack of the Howling Moon Demon King gradually weakened; initially, it could tear Shen Yi's flesh, but now it could only slap his arms feebly.
Until the wolf demon's head was smashed to smithereens.
A renowned demon king met his end in this remote place, so obscure it didn't even have a name. He was trampled underfoot and beaten to death.
All its schemes had come to naught.
Because from start to finish, not a word was spoken in response.
Shen Yi grabbed the fur on his neck, pulling it up, his eyes flashing with a crimson glow. He slightly parted his lips, and the withered body slowly withered away.
Forty-six drops of demon blood coalesced and flowed into his mouth.
Shen Yi wiped the corners of his lips and casually picked up its demon core, using the Peacock Red Glow to heal his wounds before sitting cross-legged on the ground.
His spirit returned to his original body.
The Dao Infant quickly shrank, returning to its previous state, quietly seated in the qi cave.
Its consciousness had been fused with Shen Yi, and now it was merely an empty shell.
With the excess demonic energy dissipated from his body after the intense battle,
"Huh."
Shen Yi opened his eyes, the crimson mist in his eyes vanishing as he returned to normal.
This is the difference between the Hunyuan and Wu Xian.
Both involve placing one's spirit into a vessel, either by riding the yin spirit out of the body or by transforming into a Dao Infant to empower the physical body. It's not a matter of which is superior, just a difference in paths.
[Slaying the Howling Moon Wolf Demon of the Hunyuan Realm. Total lifespan: 14,700 years. Remaining lifespan absorbed: 840 years.]
[Remaining lifespan of demons: 19,820 years]
The three-headed demon from earlier provided about 7,800 years' worth of lifespan, and with the addition of this old wolf, the lifespan from demons was about to break through the 20,000-year mark.
Shen Yi placed the Howling Moon Demon King's inner elixir into his mouth.
He channeled the demon's lifespan, directing it into the Immortal Demon's Ninth Transformation.
This condensed Elixir Realm tempering technique was now being forcefully trained to the Chaos Origin Realm level.
A powerful being in the Hunyuan realm, coupled with a tempered physical body comparable to this realm.
"...”
A chilling intent emerged in Shen Yi's eyes as he looked toward Qingzhou City.
Indeed, even with the protection of a certain force, it did not guarantee absolute safety.
There were simply too many unforeseen events in the world.
One must forge one's self to overcome challenges.
As the demon's lifespan flowed within him, the Howling Moon Demon King's vast demonic energy gradually condensed and took shape.
Shen Yi stared at the panel prompt.
With the enhancement of the first eight transformations, even forcibly capturing a demon king was no longer a pipe dream.
His skin kept cracking, only to be swiftly repaired by the red glow.
A similar situation had only occurred when capturing the White Deer, indicating that he had exceeded his limits.
However, the previous time, his body hadn't been robust enough, and this time, it was evident that he had surpassed the scope of the Immortal Demon's Ninth Transformation martial art.
[At 6,700 years, your skilled technique seems to have lost its effectiveness. Your vitality is too scarce compared to the demon king's lifelong cultivation. There is too much violent resentment remaining in its demonic energy, and it instinctively rampages within your physique...]
Shen Yi sank his spirit into the qi cave.
Transforming into the Dao Infant, he slowly stood up and looked indifferently at the raging demonic energy: "Where do you think you can go?"
The yin spirit hid in the corner of the qi cave, nodding in deep agreement.
It's just a matter of being consumed by someone else. What's the point of struggling...
[At 9,600 years, the demonic energy within you has been subdued and has become more honest. The violent resentment gradually dissipated, and after many years, you successfully tamed it, capturing a true demon king within your body.]
With a mortal's body, he rivaled the Hunyuan realm!
Clearly, he hadn't mobilized his Dao Infant, but feeling the formidable power within his physique, Shen Yi didn't feel any weaker than he had been before.
Both his physical body and cultivation had broken through to a new realm.
A red cloud gathered under Shen Yi's feet, carrying him away and disappearing into the horizon once more.
...
Qingzhou City, Demon Suppression Office.
The woman strode in, and under the cover of her black cloak, not a single person could sense her presence.
Her gait was steady, but with each step, her figure seemed to leap dozens of zhang away.
Several passing lieutenants rubbed their eyes, as if they had seen a black shadow flash by. But when they looked back, they didn't even see a shadow.
"..."
She closed her eyes and seemed to sense something.
Turning around, she arrived at a secluded courtyard.
The woman walked into the courtyard and came up behind the two men.
Even now, with her so close, Bai Ziming still had no reaction whatsoever.
The woman's gaze fell on the figure sitting on the stone bench.
A tender white arm extended from within her cloak, and her slender fingers slowly reached towards the figure's shoulder.
Just as she extended her hand.
Roar!
A Jade Dragon of Xuan Bing roared and rushed out from within the house, covering the entire courtyard in frost.
The woman casually raised her outstretched palm and placed it on the dragon's head, formed by the Xuan Bing sword intent. Then, she forcefully clenched her hand, causing the dense sword intent to shatter instantly.
She could only use the dragon's tail to swat Bai Ziming and Jiang Yuanhua away.
Her hood slid off, revealing a peerlessly beautiful face filled with indifference. She glanced at Jiang Yuanhua, who was hanging in the air, and her red lips parted slightly.
The next moment, the general's body suddenly shriveled up.
He turned into blood droplets that flew into her mouth.
"..."
Jiang Qiuluan stood at the door, taking in this scene.
She stood with her hands hanging by her sides, her palms slowly clenching into fists.
Bai Ziming, who had been swatted out of the courtyard by the Xuan Bing Jade Dragon, had just gotten up, his face filled with terror. Then, he heard his senior sister's voice.
"Let's go."
"Go?" Bai Ziming panted, turning and running into the distance. He wanted to call for help, but he didn't know where to go. His senior sister and master were already the strongest in Qingzhou. Who else could help them?
"Not bad cultivation. You must have had a hand in my son's death as well."
Madame Qing Hua glanced at the young woman.
Jiang Qiuluan calmly closed her eyes, a trace of blood seeping from the corners of her lips.
Crack! Crack!
It sounded like something was frantically colliding with something else.
Madame Qing Hua slightly raised her eyebrows and instantly appeared in front of the young woman. She grabbed her by the neck.
The flesh was easily torn, but she couldn't pull off her head as she had imagined.
Jiang Qiuluan opened her eyes, and a cold white mist emerged in her pitch-black and clear eyes.
"It doesn't seem like you just broke through, does it?" Madame Qing Hua said indifferently.
"It's been a while," Jiang Qiuluan replied.
A cold light wandered over Jiang Qiuluan's skin. Right after Shen Yi and Jiang Yuanhua left, she had tried to forcefully break through but was still a little slow.
"Can you stop me?" Madame Qing Hua slowly released her hand, her fingertips now covered in frost.
"Try me," Jiang Qiuluan said as she raised her hand. Her slender fingers resembled the Xuan Bing Jade Sword, exuding endless killing intent.
(End of Chapter)
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