Transformations I

"That Spirit General... he's actually dead!?"

On a hillside in the distance, the Heavenly Maiden, supporting the bleeding Dongfang Mu, and Ran Xin Yue, whose face was deathly pale, gazed in this direction.

The moment I saw Sang Lan explode and turn into a cloud of black ash.

Everyone opened their eyes wide and fell silent.

The Spirit General be invincible.

This truth has long been deeply etched in the minds of several people.

It wasn't just because of the Spirit General's own terrifying defense, but also because of the final Great God Descent.

Even among the Great Grandmaster of the Extreme Realm, it depends on the individual; those who are not ranked high enough are equally powerless to contend with them.

Only the top-ranked individuals can truly stand up to the Spirit General.

However, they also dislike fighting against Spirit General, because no one can kill Spirit General; as long as Gods and Buddhas live, Spirit General never perish.

The terrifying defensive physique of a special Spirit General is far beyond the imagination of ordinary people.

Even wielding Demon Weapon requires immense effort to injure it. And each time a Great Grandmaster of the Extreme Realm unleashes their power, they suffer internal injuries. Naturally, they are even less willing to fight it.

"Although the fight was very difficult, he did indeed kill Spirit General once," Dongfang Mu said with a complicated expression.

He has lived long enough and seen enough, so he naturally understands what this means.

With his tortoise shell, the Spirit General was virtually unstoppable, even without Demon Weapon.

Whether it's offense or defense, even if he wields Demon Weapon and unlocks liberation, he can only protect himself at best.

Once the opponent is forced to Great God Descent, the final result will undoubtedly be their death.

Now, without using Demon Weapon, relying solely on himself, that man had brutally killed a Spirit General. "It seems... a new Extreme Realm has been born," he suddenly said.

"A new Extreme Realm?" The Heavenly Maiden gazed at Zhang Rongfang from afar, feeling a strange sense of witnessing an era.

Being able to kill a Spirit General signifies that the Human Immortal Temple has truly reached the highest level in the entire world.

From this moment on, Zhang Rongfang was no longer a pawn to be slaughtered and manipulated, but a player who could place his own pieces on the chessboard of the world.

This qualification is something countless people dream of but can never obtain.

From this moment on, the Human Immortal Temple was completely different because of Zhang Rongfang. Human Immortal, Human Immortal—becoming an immortal from being human. Ran Xin Yue, on the other hand, was the one who accepted it the fastest. She had personally witnessed Zhang Rongfang Di Jiang's rapid improvement day by day, month by month.

I was already numb from the shock.

Although I was shaken again, I got used to it and quickly returned to normal.

"It's quite possible, really. This Human Immortal Path might actually be a kind of the Extreme Realm. The side effect is blood absorption. However, compared to other Extreme Realm, the side effects of the Human Immortal Extreme Realm are much more concentrated and simpler." She said thoughtfully.

"Let's go, let's meet this extraordinary new grandmaster!" Dongfang Mu coughed a few times and took the lead.

The three of them moved forward together and were quickly noticed by Zhang Rongfang.

At this moment, his three arms quickly returned to two, his body contracted, releasing a large amount of scalding steam, and he returned to his original normal state.

Seeing the three Heavenly Maiden approaching, Zhang Rongfang sighed, went to meet them, and gave a bitter smile.

"I truly never expected that fighting such a low-level Spirit General would end up in such a sorry state. Please excuse my poor performance."

Although his body had fully recovered, he had lost so much vital essence and blood, had regenerated a new arm, and suffered so many injuries that his vitality was greatly depleted, leaving him very weak.

These are all fine; they can be restored by absorbing more blood. The key issue is still the mind.

Zhang Rongfang feel that his mind and spirit had been greatly depleted after the battle. He felt a vague sense of drowsiness and fatigue, and wanted to rest.

It's unknown how long it will take to recover from this kind of psychological damage.

If it happened again, I'm afraid I might not be able to unleash my power again and break through Sang Lan's Divine Descent will field suppression.

The three approached and were about to offer their congratulations when they heard Zhang Rongfang's words, and the smile on Dongfang Mu's face froze.

That's a well-chosen statement. It subtly reflects his Confucian Sect values. A being like Spirit General, placed outside, would practically be an invincible powerhouse.

Aside from the top few in each major power, who else can do anything to them?

Basically, before Spirit General goes out, it will thoroughly investigate the few threatening areas and then avoid them.

The rest are unparalleled in the world.

Now, with this battle, it's likely that the area around Human Immortal Temple will be relegated to a level of being avoided.

Such a momentous occasion, enough to make him famous throughout the world, and this guy actually complains that he fought too badly??

"Regardless, I thank the abbot for saving me. Otherwise, I might have really lost my life here." Dongfang Mu, as expected of Great Grandmaster of the Confucian Sect, maintained excellent composure.

"You're too kind, sir. Actually, I just happened to be there and found the Heavenly Maiden and Master Ran here. Since they are old friends, it was only natural for me to lend a hand." Zhang Rongfang's body had now fully recovered, and the blood he had lost using Yin Rainbow had been restored and replenished.

"May I ask if you are also at the Extreme Realm, sir?" Zhang Rongfang was quite curious about this.

Before his arrival, he had fought against a Spirit General and a Great Grandmaster for so long, and was even able to defeat one of the Worship God Great Grandmaster head-on.

This shows the strength of the old man in front of us.

Having experienced many Extreme Realm and seen many lunatics, Zhang Rongfang had a fairly good impression of the old man in front of him.

"As for the Extreme Realm, it's both yes and no." Dongfang Mu nodded, then shook his head.

"What do you mean?" Zhang Rongfang, Heavenly Maiden, Ran Xin Yue were all intrigued by these words.

They were all very curious about the Confucian Sect, this once-powerful force buried in history.

It should be noted that Confucian Sect was the belief of scholars all over the world back then.

Its power and influence were comparable to the current merger of Buddhist School and Daoism.

Unexpectedly, after Chen Junchen was defeated by the Imperial Tutor, he fell into a slump and was quickly suppressed, divided, and eliminated by the Ling Ting.

Now they can only be relegated to the lowest rungs of society, on par with prostitutes. This also shows the hatred and fear that the Ling Dynasty once had for Confucianism.

"In fact, the path of cultivation in the Confucian Sect predates the Extreme Realm. When we were at our peak, there was no such thing as the Extreme Realm." Dongfang Mu coughed a few more times.

"Since Xiangjian by chance, why don't we find a place to talk things over in detail?"

"That's exactly what I was thinking." Zhang Rongfang nodded.

The injuries on all of them were quite severe, and even the Heavenly Maiden appeared somewhat listless. This was a natural phenomenon resulting from the sudden relaxation after being highly focused and subsequently suppressed by the Spirit General and the Great Grandmaster.

***Just as Sang Lan was defeated.

An invisible ripple, Qidian from the area where he turned into black ash and disappeared, rapidly expanded and spread outwards.

The invisible signal traveled at a speed unimaginable to ordinary people, traversing thousands of kilometers and tens of thousands of kilometers in diameter, and in the blink of an eye covered all the temples, Daoist Temple monasteries, and Buddhist temples in the entire Great Ling.

At this moment, all places where Gods and Buddhas are worshipped begin to subtly reflect new signals as that invisible signal spreads.

'Taboo.'

'Taboo.'

'Taboo.'

'Taboo.'

Divine Decree fell like raindrops into the minds of the priests, monks, nuns, and Daoists who were praying before the Statue.

Western Sect True Buddha Temple, Maitreya Hall.

One of the beads on the Buddhist Prayer Beads in Master Yuan's hand was suddenly crushed, turning into countless wood chips that flew everywhere.

"Sang Lan." His round face suddenly tightened up.

He put down his Prayer Beads and took a silver-blue Token from his waist.

The Token is exquisite and ornate, engraved with countless patterns of flying birds, insects, fish, and flowers, with a blurry image of a dragon sucking water in the center.

This is a protective amulet belonging to the Sang Lan Sect. It contains a Spirit Thread from Sang Lan herself.

Normally, this Token, because it has a Spirit General Spirit Thread attached to it, would glow with a faint Silver Light, making it look quite mystical.

But now, the Token's surface was dull and lifeless, having lost its former luster. It looked like an artifact that had been placed there for hundreds of years, ugly and decayed.

"He's actually dead?" The light in Master Yuan's small eyes slowly turned solemn and serious.

"Who did it? The Reverse Time Society? True One? The Great Way? Or the hidden power of the Five Kings?"

As for the rest, he didn't believe anyone could kill Sang Lan.

Even the Earth Mother Walker worshipped by the Spirit Person Noble at most on par with Sang Lan.

These individual Gods and Buddhas who travel in one household are mostly quack Spirit General like Sang Lan.

They rely entirely on Gods and Buddhas to elevate themselves, then spend their days in a drunken stupor, looking down on all living beings and enjoying the riches and honors offered by countless people. They regard human life as worthless.

Such people can only bully martial artists below the Spirit General. Any expert of the same level could easily kill them instantly.

Although Master Yuan also looked down on someone like Sang Lan, this time was different. A wisp of invisible information crept into his mind from an unknown direction.

This kind of sudden, abrupt message is the usual way that Divine Decree appear.

Master Yuan was already used to it.

He quickly scanned the area, his expression becoming even more serious.

"The abbot of the Taboo Human Immortal Temple was actually able to kill Sang Lan in a direct confrontation!?"

According to the Divine Decree, Sang Lan did not die from the same Spirit Thread being devoured; his Spirit Thread has now been completely shattered and partially dissipated!

This dissipation represents a permanent loss!

Therefore, in the end Cold Sky God behind him decisively abandoned the Great God Descent and self-destructed. This was to prevent more Spirit General' Spirit Thread from being eroded and permanently lost.

"It truly is Taboo!!" A chill ran down Master Yuan's spine.

The last religion to achieve this was Confucian Sect.

The Master did not speak of strange phenomena, physical prowess, disorder, or spirits.

The Confucian Sect of that time advocated that no one should believe in Gods and Buddhas, which once led to a significant and permanent reduction in the number of Spirit Thread of religious sects.

It was only after several major battles that Confucian Sect was completely suppressed and eliminated.

So Confucian Sect disappeared only a few years ago, and now a new Human Immortal Temple has emerged? "This world is truly on the verge of chaos," Master Yuan's ominous premonition grew stronger.

In times of chaos, demons and monsters inevitably Xian Shi on the river, disrupting the nation's fate and bringing calamity to the world.

This was true of the Confucian Sect in the past, and it is true of the Human Immortal Path in the present.

"Someone come here!" he suddenly shouted in a shrill voice.

"Here!" A young novice monk quickly entered the room.

"Inform the Yaksa Hall that Yuan Feng is dead, so that the Great Grandmaster who come after him can now Worship God to fill the vacancy," Master Yuan said calmly.

"Uh," the young novice monk stood still, somewhat embarrassed, and didn't move.

"What? Can't you understand what I'm saying?!" Master Yuan's eyes turned cold as he looked at the other party.

The young novice monk shuddered.

"No, Abbot! Just yesterday, Great Grandmaster from the Yaksa Hall and the Asura Hall left overnight. Now... now..."

Suddenly, a sense of unease rose in Master Yuan's heart.

"Explain!"

"Yes!! Now, there is only one Great Grandmaster left in the two halls. The other three have all run away!" The novice monk was on the verge of tears, and quickly finished speaking in one breath.