Chapter 1718: Dao Companion Clan Protector, Longevity Ascends to Transformation Spirit

Huang Fugui unleashed three gleaming yellow flying daggers. They transformed into three streaks of yellow light and plunged into the beast horde. Low-level demonic beasts couldn't withstand them; wherever the three yellow lights passed, blood splattered, and numerous low-level demonic beasts fell, only for new ones to surge forward.

Wang Qiuming, Wang Xin, and Huang Fugui encircled the snowy mountain. Wang Ruyan was positioned in the center, while the outer perimeter was guarded by Wang Rongxiang, Wang Rongting, Wang Rongfei, Wang Yinghao, Wang Jiyun, Liu Xudong, and Wang Yingjie—a total of seven individuals. Wang Qiuming and Wang Xin did not engage directly; their primary responsibility was to deal with fourth-tier demonic beasts, leaving the low-level beasts for the seven.

Wang Rongxiang, Wang Rongting, and Wang Rongfei held a flute, a guzheng, and a pipa, respectively. Melodious immortal music emanated from their instruments, sweeping forth as three-colored sound waves. Demonic beasts below the third tier that came into contact with these sound waves instantly collapsed, their internal organs shattered.

Wang Yinghao and Wang Yingjie controlled Five-Element puppet beasts to attack the low-level demonic beasts. This set of Five-Element puppet beasts belonged to Wang Yingjie, but he couldn't control them alone, so he operated them with Wang Yinghao. They had practiced this numerous times before. Multicolored spiritual lights flashed, accompanied by continuous roars; the low-level demonic beasts simply could not withstand the Five-Element puppet beasts.

Wang Jiyun chanted a sword incantation. Seven gleaming blue flying swords shot out, and after a blur, transformed into hundreds of identical blue flying swords, heading straight for the beast horde. Wherever the blue flying swords passed, low-level demonic beasts were reduced to a shower of blood and flesh.

Liu Xudong flicked his sleeve, and more than a dozen large fire sphere talismans flew out. They transformed into over a dozen enormous fireballs, each the size of a house, and crashed onto the low-level demonic beasts. The beasts hit by these massive fireballs were instantly incinerated, turning to ash, and large amounts of snow melted.

The snowy mountain suddenly sprouted countless green thorns, forming an impenetrable green cage that enveloped Wang Changsheng. Its surface was covered with sharp thorns, and the top was flat. Specks of blue light emerged in the void, and the Qilin Tortoise appeared. It, along with the Wood Demon, formed the final layer of defense. Wang Ruyan was somewhat surprised; she couldn't command the Wood Demon and the Qilin Tortoise, yet they had actively protected Wang Changsheng, indicating their considerable spiritual intelligence.

As time passed, the demonic beasts, though numerous, contained few high-tier ones. They lacked unified command, fighting individually. They were no match for Wang Yingjie and the others, especially with Huang Fugui, who specialized in eliminating low-level demonic beasts. The fourth-tier demonic beasts observed from a distance, hesitant to approach. Perhaps they were biding their time, letting the low-level beasts drain Wang Yingjie and the others' spiritual power first.

The continuous roar persisted. Wang Rongxiang and the others' spiritual power was rapidly depleting. Wang Yingjie and Wang Yinghao fared slightly better, though controlling the puppet beasts consumed a lot of spiritual sense. Two hours later, the snowy ground was stained blood-red, and the air was thick with the smell of blood. The faces of Wang Rongxiang and the other five were pale, their spiritual power severely depleted. The sheer number of low-level demonic beasts was overwhelming.

"Deploy the puppet formation; use it against the enemy," Wang Ruyan commanded. Each of the five, including Wang Rongxiang, summoned two third-tier puppet beasts, totaling fifteen third-tier puppet beasts, which furiously attacked the low-level demonic beasts.

Another two hours passed, and nearly all the low-level demonic beasts were annihilated, though over a thousand still remained. The seven, including Wang Yingjie, were pale, their spiritual power and spiritual sense severely drained. "Go back to the formation and rest! Meditate to recover your spiritual power; there are still tough battles ahead!" Wang Ruyan instructed, and the seven retreated to the formation.

Dozens of third-tier demonic beasts charged forward. Before they could get close, various spells rained down on them. Golden light burst from Wang Xin's body, accompanied by a wave of Buddhist chants. A miniature flood dragon suddenly appeared on his skin. A deafening dragon roar echoed, and the miniature flood dragon flew off his body, transforming into a golden flood dragon over a hundred zhang long. "Great Mighty Heavenly Dragon!" The golden flood dragon surged straight towards the dozens of third-tier demonic beasts. Those struck by it were either killed or severely injured. Their attacks bounced off the golden flood dragon with dull thuds.

A series of sharp bird cries pierced the air, as dozens of third-tier demonic birds swooped down from high above. Wang Qiuming snorted softly and chanted an incantation. Countless golden lights emerged in the void. After a blur, they coalesced into a golden wheel, a hundred zhang in diameter. The golden wheel spun rapidly, emitting a piercing sound as it cut through the air. "Go." The golden wheel shot out, heading directly for the third-tier demonic birds. He flicked his sleeve, and three more golden wheels shot out. After a blur, they rapidly expanded in size, turning into three streaks of golden light that struck at the dozens of third-tier demonic birds.

Huang Fugui controlled a mountain-sized seal, smashing it onto three third-tier demonic beasts, crushing them completely. It then flew up and slammed into the third-tier demonic birds. The dozens of third-tier demonic beasts were no match for them and were quickly annihilated.

Roar! Roar! After a series of furious roars, hundreds of third-tier demonic beasts attacked from all directions. Wang Ruyan's expression was calm. Her ten fingers glided across the strings of the Sky Mirage Pipa. A wave of ethereal green sound swept forth. With Wang Ruyan's peak Nascent Soul cultivation, dealing with these low-tier demonic beasts was effortless. The third-tier demonic beasts collided with the green sound wave, bleeding from all seven orifices, their internal organs shattered. Some third-tier demonic beasts reacted quickly enough to avoid the green sound wave.

A series of "whooshing" sounds of air being torn apart echoed. The green cage shook violently, and countless sharp thorns shot out. Demonic beasts and birds struck by these thorns, even if just grazed, would fall from high altitude. They would visibly melt into a puddle of blood, their demonic cores dissolving. Wang Ruyan, holding the Sky Mirage Pipa, continued to play without pause. Immortal music resonated, and waves of ethereal green sound continuously swept forth. Third-tier demonic beasts that approached within five hundred zhang of the snowy mountain were annihilated.

As time gradually passed, the scent of meat grew stronger, spreading further and further. More demonic beasts arrived, though fortunately, there were not many fourth-tier ones. Over a dozen fourth-tier demonic beasts swarmed forward, each unleashing different divine abilities. The snowy ground suddenly shook violently, and countless snowflakes flew up, forming a massive white light barrier that enveloped Wang Changsheng and the others.

Wang Ruyan leaped out, cradling the Sky Mirage Pipa, playing continuously as immortal music pulsed. Fourth-tier demonic beasts were not easy to kill, and their reactions were swift. However, they couldn't escape the influence of the illusions. With the assistance of Wang Qiuming, Wang Xin, and Huang Fugui, in less than the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, the beasts ceased attacking Wang Ruyan and instead turned on each other, engaging in mutual slaughter. Under the interference of the illusions, the dozen or so fourth-tier demonic beasts were powerless against Wang Ruyan and her companions.

Eight days passed quickly. Wang Ruyan and her group had annihilated over twenty fourth-tier demonic beasts. The aroma was no longer as strong as it had been at the beginning, indicating that the corporeal sanctification process was nearing its end.

Wang Ruyan floated on a blue cloud, her expression serene. Wang Qiuming, Wang Xin, and Huang Fugui circled around her. The seven, including Wang Yingjie, guarded the ground. The Wood Demon and the Qilin Tortoise protected the snowy mountain, forming multiple layers of defense.

Wang Changsheng sat cross-legged amidst a pile of scattered rocks, his eyes slightly closed. He suddenly opened his eyes. An astonishing spiritual pressure surged from his body, instantly breaking through the green cage. He exuded an aura as vast as the ocean, having clearly advanced to the Spirit Transformation stage. Both his spiritual power and spiritual sense had significantly increased, and black impurities covered his body.

"My husband, congratulations on reaching the Spirit Transformation stage," Wang Ruyan said joyfully.

"Congratulations, Grandfather (Ancestor), on reaching the Spirit Transformation stage!" Wang Qiuming and the others exclaimed in unison, their expressions filled with excitement. If they could return to the East Li Realm, their family would experience a glorious era, officially entering the ranks of the Ten Great Immortal Cultivation Families of the South Sea.