Seven Star Island: Demonic Transformation

As the saying went, when illness drove one to desperation, one would grasp at any doctor. Patriarch Kunnan's demon soul was already extremely weak, and in his helplessness, that fellow actually attempted possession on that Foundation Establishment Realm cultivator.

A demon soul merging with a human body was not something that had never happened before, but without exception, every such attempt had ended in failure.

Patriarch Kunnan had no other choice. Yet unexpectedly, he had actually succeeded in merging...

The old monster was naturally both shocked and delighted. His foundation had originally been that of the Transformation Realm; although the body he had seized belonged to a low-level human cultivator, as long as there was no rejection, spending a little over a hundred years to completely demonize it would not be anything difficult.

After his cultivation fully recovered, this old monster did not return to the Demon Race. In any case, with his current condition, even a late-stage great cultivator would not be able to see any flaw...

Poor Bailu Boy, an expert of the Nascent Soul Middle Stage, had inexplicably fallen in this cold wasteland.

Meanwhile, on the other side.

The battle was raging like fire in full swing. At the start, the Leopard-Headed Demoness had indeed underestimated her enemy a little, causing her to suffer quite a bit, but after she calmed down, she gradually gained the upper hand.

There was nothing strange about it. After all, this place rejected treasures of the five elements. Madam Black Python's preparations could not be said to be anything but extremely thorough, yet whether it was that self-mutilating secret art or the Five-Colored Poison Moth she had gone to great lengths to obtain, compared with the magic treasure she had cultivated for several hundred years, they were still far, far inferior.