Demonic Transformation

Boom!

The black bear was enormous, with boundless strength. One step shattered the earth, sending sand and stones flying. Its claws flailed wildly, making the air ring with piercing howls.

Su Hao's expression grew even graver. With his current cultivation, he could handle someone at the fifth level of Qi Condensation, but the sixth level would be absolutely perilous.

However, the black bear was too fast and had already charged in. Its fierce, savage Sha Qi blew apart the long hair hanging over Su Hao's forehead. His eyes turned cold, and he struck decisively.

A stream of flame whistled forth, shooting straight at the black bear. The instant the fire reached it, Su Hao gave a muffled shout. "Burst!"

The blazing flames exploded at once, rippling out tremendous soundwaves as their power surged severalfold.

The combined force of the Fire-Breathing Technique and Shockburst Technique was no weaker than a second-tier spell.

As the explosion went off, Su Hao was already retreating. He cast the Gale Art, drifting away like a willow leaf riding the wind, while the bald-feathered chicken clung to him and stared tensely ahead.

"Run already! Your flames didn't hurt it at all—they only singed some of its fur!" the bald-feathered chicken suddenly shrieked. The black bear had charged out, looking even more ferocious.

Su Hao had naturally noticed it as well, but his expression darkened further. "We can't get away."

Three more demon bears charged out from the other directions at the same time, closing in on them from all sides. Though they were weaker than the one before him, they were still at the fifth level of Qi Condensation—more than enough to block Su Hao's retreat.

"Bears are pack demon beasts too?" Su Hao muttered. He abruptly flashed aside, sending out another burst of flame toward the demon bear to the north, where it exploded once more.

The demon bear howled, its roar shaking the forest and mountains. The tremendous commotion caught the attention of another disciple training in the distance. He wore white robes, and a green glove covered his left hand, shimmering with flowing radiance. It was impossible to tell what material it had been made from.

"Demon bears," he muttered. With a flash, he sped over. Once he drew near and saw the scene before him clearly, a smile curled at his lips. He called out loudly to Su Hao, trapped in the middle, "Brother, need a hand?"

Entangled by the demon bears, Su Hao was already bleeding. His bones and flesh felt as if they were about to be torn apart. One demon beast at the sixth level of Qi Condensation and three at the fifth—such a lineup would be immensely dangerous even for an ordinary sixth-level Qi Condensation cultivator.

Not to mention that Su Hao was only at the fourth level of Qi Condensation right now, and he could not use his magic treasure.

"Many thanks," Su Hao shouted back. Without outside help, he would be torn apart alive by these demon beasts.

"Hehe, I can help, of course. But all these demon bears will belong to me. You don't get a thing," the white-robed youth said again, his voice carrying a crafty edge.

Su Hao cursed inwardly. He knew no one would be kindhearted for nothing. One sixth-level Qi Condensation demon core and three fifth-level ones could be exchanged for a hundred spirit stones in the Spirit Creek Sect.

"Fine!"

Left with no other choice, Su Hao could only grit his teeth.

Whoosh!

As soon as his voice fell, the white-robed youth stirred up a gale and came whistling over. His left hand, clad in the green glove, suddenly clawed outward. A streak of green nether ghostfire shot forth, directly engulfing a fifth-level Qi Condensation demon bear. Amid its howls, the demon bear's entire head was corroded away, leaving behind only a skeletal frame.

Its life force dispersed at once.

"Nine Nether Hand!" Su Hao's gaze tightened. The Devil Master's inheritance contained records of this spell. Once unleashed, it could devour an enemy's soul and rot away their flesh and blood. The essence of that blood and those souls would then become the powerful energy of the Nine Nether Hand.

It was an incomparably terrifying evil spell.

Only through endless slaughter could the Nine Nether Hand gradually grow stronger.

Although the youth before him had merely entered the threshold, the living beings he had slaughtered had definitely exceeded five hundred.

Yet with the white-robed youth's aid, Su Hao's pressure immediately lessened. Adding the Shockburst Technique to his Fire-Breathing Technique, he directly killed the remaining two fifth-level Qi Condensation demon beasts.

"Damn, it's undergone demon transformation!"

But just as Su Hao succeeded, the white-robed youth cried out. His voice was thick with terror.

At that moment, a bear roar that shook the heavens rang out. The strongest demon bear threw back its head and roared. Its eyes were bloodshot, and the fur across its body rapidly turned golden.

A Golden-Furred Bear, at the seventh level of Qi Condensation!

This realm was also known as demon transformation!

When humans reached the seventh level of Qi Condensation, their lifespan increased, and they could briefly ride qi to glide through the air. When demon beasts reached this level, they likewise underwent immense changes—their intelligence greatly awakened, their cultivation surged, and their innate divine abilities fully awakened.

Roar!

The demon bear roared furiously, its soundwaves billowing outward until their heads swam and felt ready to split apart.

The Golden-Furred Bear's innate divine ability was the Ancient Demon Bear Roar. If it were a true pure-blooded demon bear, a single roar could shatter mountain peaks and sever rivers—terrifying beyond compare.

"Attack together and kill it!" The white-robed youth was greatly alarmed. His Nine Nether Hand had only just entered the threshold; its power was nowhere near enough to fight a seventh-level Qi Condensation opponent.

Su Hao's eyes flickered. He swiftly swallowed several dozen spirit stones, then lunged forward. The Fire-Breathing Technique erupted with maximum force, its flames forming a gigantic lotus that descended from above. This strike was fueled by the spirit stones, and Su Hao had even used his own Innate Dao Fire.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!

The flames shrouded the area, their power soaring. Blood appeared on the body of the demon bear that was on the verge of completing its demon transformation.

Though it could not be severely wounded, it bought the white-robed youth an opportunity. His figure flickered rapidly—not retreating, but circling directly behind the demon bear.

The next instant, under Su Hao's wide-eyed stare, his face even flushing red, the white-robed youth thrust out his left hand in the green glove. With flawless precision, it struck the demon bear's... chrysanthemum!

"A Golden-Furred Bear is hard all over, impervious to blades and spears. Only this place is its weak point." The white-robed youth showed not the slightest shame; instead, he looked rather pleased with himself.

Nine Nether demonic qi rushed through the demon bear's rear entrance and straight into its body, inflicting enormous damage upon its internal organs.

Bang!

Joy turned to sorrow. The demon bear roared, its fury soaring to the heavens. Like a demonic bull, it kicked backward with its hind legs, sending the boy in white flying through the air in a spray of blood. His breastbone caved in, and the pain made him bare his teeth in a grimace.

At that moment, Su Hao seized the chance. Flames blanketed his fist as he smashed it down like a heaven-splitting hammer, striking the demon bear squarely on the head. Thirteen consecutive blows landed. Blood blurred the demon bear's face, cracks spread across its skull, its roar cut off, and it collapsed.

Su Hao panted heavily, sweat covering his head as he fell to the ground.

The boy in white cursed and said, "My bones! Are you a damn bear or a bull?"

Only after a long while did the two recover some strength and climb to their feet.

The boy in white glanced at Su Hao and said, "We agreed—the demon beasts are mine."

"Sell me the biggest one. I need its demon core," Su Hao said. "Name your price."

The boy in white grinned. "Three hundred spirit stones."

"Why don't you just rob me?" Su Hao glared. This brat was truly black-hearted. A demon core from a seventh-level Qi Condensation beast would fetch only two hundred low-grade spirit stones at the sect.

Besides, this demon bear had not yet fully completed its demonic transformation.