Chapter 1817: Transformation God Battle

At the same time, thousands of cultivators arrived from all directions, their bodies emanating a fierce, oppressive aura. They were all demon cultivators cultivated by the Demon Race.

These demon cultivators practiced demonic arts; however, their strength was still somewhat inferior to that of the Demon Race itself. But they had the advantage of sheer numbers.

In their eyes, Shangguan Tianhong and the others were evil, seeking to destroy their homeland.

One after another, skeleton soldiers emerged from the ground, holding various bone-made weapons.

“I’d like to see what divine abilities you possess to dare oppose us.”

A gaunt old man in a green robe said coldly. He had a square face and small eyes, giving him a sharp and harsh impression.

Chen Datong, a Mid-Stage Soul Transformation cultivator, was proficient in artifact refining.

“Soldier against soldier, general against general,” Shangguan Tianhong said coldly. “You are responsible for dealing with them, leaving no one behind.”

“Do not get entangled in battle,” Wang Changsheng transmitted to Wang Qingshan and the other clan members, his tone heavy. “Be wary of ambushes, and the further away from us you are, the better. Your primary task is to ensure your own safety; collecting cultivation resources is secondary.”

Cheng Zhenyu, Zheng Nan, and others also received the message. Even if Wang Changsheng hadn't said anything, they would have kept as far away as possible; if they were caught in the aftermath of Soul Transformation cultivators' battle, they would be crippled, if not killed.

He prepared to use the Nine Dragon Drum against the enemy, an indiscriminate attack.

Wang Qingshan and others flew out of the Azure Dragon Boat and charged towards the incoming demon cultivators.

Both Wang Qingshan and the demon cultivators implicitly understood the situation; they all flew far away, keeping their distance.

The outcome of this battle depended on the Soul Transformation cultivators; cultivators below that stage could not alter the result.

The Demon Race had fourteen Soul Transformation cultivators, while the Spirit Cultivators had twenty. Shangguan Tianhong and five other Mid-Stage Soul Transformation cultivators engaged Zhao Qianfeng; Wang Changsheng and Wang Ruyan faced Liu Shengkai; Liu Ye and Liu Ruyi confronted Chen Datong; Gongsun Yang battled Situ Mei; and the remaining Soul Transformation cultivators each sought out an opponent.

The thirty-four Soul Transformation cultivators spread out, engaging in battle across an area spanning hundreds of thousands of miles.

Liu Shengkai not only possessed Mid-Stage Soul Transformation cultivation but also a fifth-tier low-grade Green-winged Demonic Leopard, making it somewhat difficult for Wang Changsheng and Wang Ruyan to deal with him.

Liu Shengkai took out an entirely black flute. With a gentle blow, a sharp sound rang out, and over a hundred thousand black ants flew out from underground. They had four wings on their backs, a black barb at their tail, and a pair of black fangs exposed. Their sizes varied, with the largest as big as small mountains and the smallest as palms. Their ant queen was a fourth-tier mid-grade.

“Demonic insects!”

Wang Changsheng frowned, noting that these demonic insects were much larger than the Gold-Devouring Ants. He wondered about their divine abilities.

After a brief thought, tens of thousands of Gold-Devouring Ants transformed into a golden auspicious cloud and met the incoming insects.

“An insect cultivator!”

Liu Shengkai's eyes lit up, and his expression became excited.

As a Spirit Controller, his greatest pride was seeing his own cultivated spirit insects and beasts defeat the enemy's spirit beasts and insects.

The Gold-Devouring Ants were clearly no match for the demonic ants. In less than ten breaths, the Gold-Devouring Ants were defeated, with over a thousand killed, while they only managed to kill dozens of demonic ants. The disparity in results was too great.

Wang Changsheng frowned. He formed a hand seal, and tens of thousands of Gold-Devouring Ants flew back to him.

Liu Shengkai formed a hand seal, and tens of thousands of demonic ants gathered into a single mass, forming a gigantic black fist over ten zhang in size. With a piercing whooshing sound, it smashed towards Wang Changsheng and Wang Ruyan.

He blew a whistle, and the Green-winged Demonic Leopard flapped its wings, soaring into the air and pouncing towards Wang Changsheng and Wang Ruyan.

Given the Green-winged Demonic Leopard's massive body, if it struck Wang Changsheng and Wang Ruyan, they would be severely injured, if not killed.

Wang Changsheng flicked his sleeve, and eighteen Sea-Pacifying Orbs shot out. He imbued each with a hand seal, and the orbs spun rapidly in mid-air, erupting with dazzling blue light and gushing out vast amounts of seawater. An area of a hundred miles around them transformed into a boundless blue ocean.

He formed a hand seal, and the ocean churned violently. Five blue giants, over a hundred zhang tall, emerged from the seabed—these were the Water Element Giants.

They swung their right fists, smashing towards the gigantic black fist.

Boom!

With a loud bang, the gigantic black fist was shattered by the five Water Element Giants, transforming into countless black demonic ants.

The Green-winged Demonic Leopard opened its gaping maw, let out a loud roar, and spewed a hazy grey sound wave, which shot directly towards the Water Element Giants.

The grey sound wave collided with the Water Element Giants, and the five Water Element Giants immediately exploded. The grey sound wave then reached Wang Changsheng.

Wang Ruyan plucked the strings of her Illusory Spirit Pipa, and a hazy blue sound wave swept out, meeting the incoming attack.

The blue and grey sound waves collided, canceling each other out and generating a powerful air current that caused the sea surface to churn violently.

Tens of thousands of demonic ants transformed into thousands of black arrows, which shot forth in an overwhelming barrage.

Wang Changsheng formed a hand seal, and the seawater churned violently. A massive vortex appeared on the surface of the sea, spinning rapidly and generating a powerful current.

As the black arrows approached within a hundred zhang of Wang Changsheng, they were immediately swept into the vortex by the powerful current. However, these black demonic ants were incredibly resilient and did not die.

Wang Changsheng pointed gently at a blue water sphere, and a white light shot out, merging into it. The blue water sphere visibly froze at a rapid rate, transforming into a gigantic white ice sphere that floated high in the sky.

Wang Ruyan concentrated on her playing, and a rapid pipa sound rang out. A blue sound wave flew out, heading directly towards the white ice sphere.

With a loud bang, the white ice sphere burst open, and tens of thousands of demonic ants flew out. The blue sound wave swept over them, causing most to fall from high up, though some flew again after falling a short distance. Their vitality was incredibly tenacious.

In their initial exchange, neither side gained any advantage, nor did they fully ascertain the other's true capabilities and divine abilities.

The Green-winged Demonic Leopard's left head spewed rolling black flames, which struck the sea surface. The seawater rapidly boiled, emitting wisps of blue smoke.

Wang Changsheng formed a hand seal, and the seawater within a hundred-mile radius churned violently, forming an immensely massive vortex. The vortex spun rapidly, crushing dozens of mountaintops.

“Go,” Wang Changsheng gently pointed at Liu Shengkai, and the colossal vortex shot up, transforming into an incredibly massive blue tornado. Carrying immense weight, it smashed towards Liu Shengkai.

After all, this was the Demon Race's lair, so Wang Changsheng and Wang Ruyan dared not be careless.

Liu Shengkai's eyebrows furrowed slightly. He flipped his palm, and a dark, gleaming short blade appeared in his hand. A lifelike black flood dragon coiled around the hilt, and the blade had two fingernail-sized chips.

This was the Demonic Treasure, Black Flood Dragon Blade. He had brought this blade from the Demon Realm, but due to a lack of suitable refining materials, it had not yet been repaired.

The refining materials for demonic treasures were entirely different from those for spirit treasures. While some materials could be used for both, such materials were relatively rare.

The Demon Race's treasures were limited; each one used meant one less. Even though they had modified the environment of the Thousand Gourd Realm, refining materials, spirit pills, and miraculous medicines were all scarce. The materials used by the spirit cultivators of the Thousand Gourd Realm were not of much use to them.

He could demonize spirit treasures into demonic artifacts for use, but their power would be somewhat reduced. In terms of raw power, the treasures he brought from the Demon Realm were still more potent.

“Break!”

He swung the Black Flood Dragon Blade, slashing at the blue tornado in the air. The void trembled, and a black arc of light shot out, slicing towards the blue tornado.

With a loud bang, the blue tornado was cleaved in half, transforming into countless blue water blades, which shot directly towards Liu Shengkai.