Chapter 1733: Transforming Gods Clash

Fang Mu sneered, saying, "Do you think I'm a three-year-old child? Do you think I'm so easily tricked? If you want to fight, then fight."

He and Fu Wen had been hiding somewhere, but cultivators from the Tianlan Sect had refined a special magic treasure and located Fang Mu. Fu Wen was entangled by a Soul Transformation cultivator, so Fang Mu separated from him and was pursued by Tianlan Sect cultivators. Fang Mu was well aware of his actions; his master's ancestor had died at Shangguan Tianhong's hands, so he would never seek refuge with the Tianlan Sect.

"In that case, we'll send you on your way." The golden-robed man's expression turned cold, his face filled with killing intent. Fang Mu possessed nine Heavenly Corpses at the Nascent Soul stage, making him extremely difficult to deal with. The Tianlan Sect had no choice but to deploy high-level experts against him.

"Young Friend Fang is still young; he has a long life ahead of him. You, however, can die sooner." A cold male voice suddenly echoed from the horizon, spreading for a hundred miles around. A blue streak of light flew from the distance and stopped above Fang Mu and the others. It was Wang Changsheng and Wang Ruyan.

"The Green Lotus Immortal Couple! Soul Transformation cultivators! This is bad, retreat quickly!" The golden-robed man sensed Wang Changsheng's vast, ocean-like aura, and his face changed drastically.

"Only thinking of leaving now? It's too late." Blue specks of light emerged from the space around Wang Changsheng, transforming into tens of thousands of blue ice needles. These blue ice needles were not ordinary; they were formed from the chilling energy of the Azure Glaze Snow Crystal refined by Wang Changsheng. They were not only exceptionally sharp but also carried incredibly potent coldness.

A piercing sound of rushing air filled the sky as tens of thousands of blue ice needles shot directly towards the dozen or so Nascent Soul cultivators. The cultivators tried to escape, but a powerful zither melody resonated in their ears. Everyone's head buzzed, their bodies went limp, and they couldn't even stand steadily. By the time they regained their senses, the blue ice needles were already upon them, striking their protective spiritual light or defensive magic treasures.

An astonishing sight unfolded: their protective spiritual light suddenly froze, forming a blue layer of ice, and the surfaces of their defensive magic treasures were covered with blue ice shards. With a muffled crackling sound, their protective spiritual light shattered. The blue ice needles struck their bodies, causing them to instantly freeze over. Their entire forms froze at a visible rate, encased in blue ice.

A large swath of golden flames suddenly erupted from the golden-robed man's body, emitting astonishing heat. The spread of the blue ice layer immediately slowed down—yes, only slowed, as the blue ice was formed from the chilling energy of the Azure Glaze Snow Crystal, not ordinary coldness. A hazy green sound wave descended from the sky, sweeping past several Nascent Soul cultivators who hadn't been frozen by the blue ice. Their eyes widened, their bodies went limp, and they collapsed.

With Wang Ruyan's cultivation at the peak of the Nascent Soul stage and her use of the spiritual treasure Heavenly Illusory Pipa, few cultivators of the same rank could resist her. Aside from illusions, her sound wave attacks were rarely blocked by peers, with only powerful-bodied demonic beasts faring slightly better. Successive powerful zither melodies rang out, and several hazy green sound waves swept over the frozen Nascent Soul cultivators. The ice blocks shattered into pieces, and the cultivators' physical bodies also disintegrated.

A dazzling spiritual light flared, and more than a dozen miniature Nascent Souls burst from the shattered bodies, flying in all directions. A fierce wind arose, and a giant red pagoda, over a hundred zhang tall, suddenly appeared in the sky. A swath of red glow erupted from its base, enveloping the more than a dozen miniature Nascent Souls and drawing them all into the red pagoda.

The entire process took less than three breaths. Fang Mu was stunned. He hadn't expected the enemies to be killed so quickly, nor had he realized that Wang Changsheng had advanced to the Soul Transformation stage.

"Fellow Daoist Wang... no, Senior Wang, long time no see," Fang Mu said, somewhat surprised.

"Young Friend Fang, are you alone? Are there no other fellow cultivators with you?" Wang Changsheng asked with a smile.

"Yes, actually," Fang Mu quickly replied as he remembered something. "Senior Fu is being held up by a Soul Transformation cultivator from the Tianlan Sect."

Wang Changsheng's expression tightened. "Let's go," he commanded. "Follow me to rescue Fellow Daoist Fu. If it weren't for him that day, we wouldn't be alive." The three of them transformed into three streaks of light and flew back the way they came.

In a vast, emerald mountain range stretching for millions of miles, flames soared into the sky and thick smoke billowed. Fu Wen, holding the Myriad People Brush, looked pale. Heavenly Demon Exalted and a red-dressed young woman in the prime of her youth surrounded Fu Wen, their faces filled with murderous intent. The red-dressed young woman had delicate features, willow-leaf eyebrows, and almond-shaped, sparkling eyes. This was Zhao Hongxue, a Soul Transformation cultivator at the early stage. She had advanced to the Soul Transformation stage over a hundred years ago, making her a newly promoted Soul Transformation cultivator.

"Fellow Daoist Fu," Heavenly Demon Exalted's tone was full of temptation, "only a wise person recognizes the opportune moment. As long as you surrender to our Tianlan Sect, you can avoid death. Why must you oppose us? Our Tianlan Sect is very inclusive; please consider it!" If it were other Soul Transformation cultivators, their death would be insignificant, but Fu Wen was a fifth-rank talisman master. The Tianlan Sect also had a fifth-rank talisman master, who had greatly helped them. The spatial channel to the Immortal Burial Sea Region would not recover anytime soon. If they could get Fu Wen to surrender to the Tianlan Sect, they would be able to send more troops to the Eastern Sea Realm.

"Whoever gives milk is mother?" Fu Wen sneered, his face full of disdain. "You underestimate me too much. I am accustomed to being free and unfettered; I don't want to be dictated to by others." Only a fool would believe such words. Once he gave up resistance, he would be meat on a chopping block, left to their mercy.

"Well said, I, Wang, wholeheartedly agree." A powerful male voice suddenly rang out, and a blue streak of light appeared on the horizon.

"A Soul Transformation cultivator! Is it that old snake, Patriarch Qinghua?" Heavenly Demon Exalted's expression shifted slightly. As far as he knew, Fu Wen was the only Soul Transformation cultivator in the Eastern Sea Realm, and Patriarch Qinghua had lost his physical body, making it impossible for him to recover his cultivation so quickly. Had the Eastern Sea Realm sent more people over?

The blue streak of light was incredibly fast; in less than two breaths, it stopped right in front of them. "The Green Lotus Immortal Couple, it's you! You've advanced to the Soul Transformation stage." Heavenly Demon Exalted frowned deeply. More than eighty years ago, Wang Changsheng was merely at the peak of the Nascent Soul stage. After all these years, he had actually advanced to the Soul Transformation stage.

"Fellow Daoist Wang, you've advanced to the Soul Transformation stage! Haha, that's wonderful!" Fu Wen laughed heartily, surprise in his eyes, mixed with a hint of worry. Wang Changsheng hadn't been in the Soul Transformation stage for long and didn't possess a heaven-reaching spiritual treasure, so his strength wouldn't be exceptionally high.

"Junior Sister Zhao," Heavenly Demon Exalted sent a voice transmission to Zhao Hongxue, his tone serious. "You handle them. I'll deal with Fu Wen. There's no need to rush for victory. Senior Brother Shangguan is already on his way. As long as we hold them off until Senior Brother Shangguan arrives, it will be their doom." This was Tianlan Realm territory; they didn't need to rush for victory. They could simply adopt a steady approach and stall for some time.

Zhao Hongxue nodded. With a flick of her incantation, the fire spiritual energy within a hundred-mile radius rapidly converged. Countless red flames emerged in the void, forming a crimson fire cloud several miles wide that radiated astonishing heat. Some large trees on the ground spontaneously combusted without wind. The crimson fire cloud churned violently, suddenly transforming into a ten-thousand-zhang-tall crimson fire phoenix. With a clear, resonant phoenix cry, the crimson fire phoenix soared directly towards Wang Changsheng.

Wang Changsheng showed no fear. With a flick of his incantation, the void trembled, and dense blue mist emerged, forming a vast azure ocean. Amidst a powerful tsunami roar, the ocean surged to meet the crimson fire phoenix. The last time Wang Changsheng fought the Eight-Winged Snow Pixiu Beast, the beast had a geographical advantage, allowing it to easily control ice-attributed spiritual energy. This time, in his fight against Zhao Hongxue, neither of them had a geographical advantage. Zhao Hongxue cultivated fire-attribute divine abilities, while Wang Changsheng cultivated water-attribute divine abilities. Water and fire are incompatible; it would come down to who was stronger.