Chapter 234: Opponent's Demonic Transformation

Ye Liuyun also steps onto the Zhan Tai, facing Jin Wuhui from afar.

Jin Wuhui sighs, "Your rate of progress far exceeds my expectations. It's a pity you won't listen to me; otherwise we could have been decent friends!"

"Listen to you?" Ye Liuyun snorts coldly.

"I despise those self‑righteous types the most! Do you know how Li Xuanbing just died? Disciples like you who grew up on a clan—once you leave the clan, you're nothing!" Ye Liuyun says calmly.

Jin Wuhui laughs. "Heh, a background is also part of strength. That's something low‑level small‑folk like you can't grasp. And don't compare me with Li Xuanbing; to me he's insignificant."

"Stop the nonsense! I don't believe in any background, only in strength!" Ye Liuyun draws his blade and says coolly.

"Then today, I'll crush you with strength!"

Jin Wuhui says, also thrusting a sword, which transforms into myriad strands of Golden Light, shooting toward Ye Liuyun.

Ye Liuyun, on the Corpse Demon battlefield, saw him wield this Golden Light sword technique! It seemed impressive then, but now looks merely ordinary.

But he wasn't careless; his opponent was a veteran Ninth Sea Transformation disciple. So he gave his all, slashing forward with a blade.

After all, his blade intent was stronger, directly extinguishing the sky‑filled Golden Light and cleaving toward Jin Wuhui. Jin Wuhui thrust another sword, just enough to cancel Ye Liuyun's blade intent.

Then his figure flashed, turning into a streak of Golden Light, charging at Ye Liuyun.

"Oh? Want to compare footwork?" Ye Liuyun's form vanished instantly.

He released his Golden Pupil, calculating Jin Wuhui's movement trajectory precisely. Reappearing, he was right behind Jin Wuhui and slashed outward with a blade.

Jin Wuhui immediately erupted Golden Light across his body, blocking Ye Liuyun's slash. Then the two began to circulate their body techniques, engaging in close combat on the platform.

The spectators below were dazzled. Those of lower realms couldn't even perceive their sounds; they only saw Golden Light swirling on the stage, Ye Liuyun's form appearing intermittently, slashing once then vanishing again.

On the stage, the two grew increasingly alarmed as the fight progressed.

Ye Liuyun discovered that the Golden Light on Jin Wuhui's body was almost solid, capable of blocking his close‑range attacks.

Unless he could create distance and unleash his entire blade intent, he couldn't wound Jin Wuhui.

Jin Wuhui hadn't expected Ye Liuyun's footwork to be so strong, pressing him down. He fought for ages without landing a single sword thrust on Ye Liuyun, while Ye Liuyun sliced him several times.

His Golden Light could block Ye Liuyun's blade, but within Ye Liuyun's True Essence were Blood Thunder and Golden Crow Holy Fire; each hit inflicted internal injuries, forcing him to expend massive True Essence to extinguish the Blood Thunder and Golden Crow Holy Fire.

If the fight continued like this, he would inevitably suffer loss.

Thus, he amplified Golden Light across his body, intending to force Ye Liuyun away from close range while exposing his form.

Ye Liuyun instantly grasped his intention, immediately using his Golden Pupil to cast illusion. In Jin Wuhui's eyes, over a dozen Ye Liuyuns suddenly appeared, surrounding him with slashes.

For a moment, Jin Wuhui became even more passive.

"What technique is this?" Jin Wuhui initially didn't realize it was illusion, assuming it was Ye Liuyun's footwork.

Startled, he was seized upon by Ye Liuyun, who struck forcefully at a flaw on his back, tearing flesh open.

Jin Wuhui relied on Golden Light for protection, so he hadn't refined his Physical Body; Ye Liuyun's slash wounded him badly. Moreover, the powers of Blood Thunder and Golden Crow Holy Fire surged into him, wildly damaging his Meridian.

The two on the stage suddenly separated.

The crowd finally saw their figures. They saw Jin Wuhui injured, while Ye Liuyun's clothes remained untouched, causing everyone to gasp in surprise.

No one expected Jin Wuhui to be so badly wounded so quickly. It seemed Ye Liuyun's victory was a foregone conclusion!

Suddenly, the onlookers saw Jin Wuhui pull out a pitch‑black pill and swallow it outright.

That pill was something he had fetched from the Clear River Pavilion's master, intended for use when he was outmatched.

It was a Demonic Transformation Pill. It could instantly elevate his realm to the Holy Realm, but its side effects were severe, causing the user's Soul to become demonic.

If used for too long, the whole person would become demonic. Even a short use carries the risk of lowering one's realm or being unable to advance ever again.

"This is because you forced me! You lowly ant, prepare to die!" Jin Wuhui roared, his body exuding black Demon Qi, and his aura began to surge.

Even his body swelled outward, tearing his clothes. Black scales sprouted over his entire form, and his limbs turned into sharp claws like those of the Demon Race.

Ye Liuyun thrust with all his might, a ten‑meter‑long great blade forming in the sky, slowly slashing toward Jin Wuhui.

Jin Wuhui also launched a punch, a massive black fist charging straight at Ye Liuyun's blade.

"Boom"—the massive sound echoed as the blade and fist canceled each other out.

Jin Wuhui's fist bore only a scratch, no blood spilling.

"Hahaha!" Jin Wuhui began to cackle, his whole demeanor radiating wickedness.

"This demonic‑transformed flesh of yours is unbreakable! Meet your end!"

To save time, he thrust a palm horizontally at Ye Liuyun. The longer the demonic transformation, the greater the side effects, so he dared not delay.

At that moment, Ye Liuyun kept his blade's back behind him.

"What is the master planning? Is he going to spar with him?" some disciples of Lingyun Pavilion called out anxiously.

"The kid must be scared stiff, about to give up!" the Clear River disciples began to mock.

Lei Ming, below the stage, had already entered combat mode, ready to ascend and assist, but Ye Liuyun halted him with Divine Sense.

Immediately, Ye Liuyun activated the power of his blood meridians, merging Physical Body and True Essence, and unleashed the third move of Overbearing Heaven Fist, Thunder‑Fire Heaven‑Opening, hurling toward Jin Wuhui.

"Bang"—a deafening blast. The crowd heard a buzzing in their eardrums.

Two powerful True Essence currents collided, sending smoke and dust billowing. Both were knocked back.

Jin Wuhui retreated just over three zhang before stopping, while Ye Liuyun fell back five or six zhang.

When the smoke cleared, the onlookers saw that on the Life-and-Death Platform a pit about a zhang deep had been blasted, and even the ground's Defense Array was destroyed by their strike.

The crowd, stunned by the damage from their combined punches, saw Ye Liuyun's form flash, delivering another punch at Jin Wuhui. Simultaneously, Golden Pupil emitted a Spiritual Soul Attack.

A Golden‑armored giant surged straight into Jin Wuhui's Sea of Consciousness, raising a blade to cleave his Soul fiercely. Jin Wuhui had never specifically cultivated his Soul; the slash split it in two instantly.

Immediately, the two halves of the Soul attempted to reunite and heal, but were instantly ignited by Nether Ghost Fire.

Having landed the hit, the Golden‑armored giant kept cutting, further dismembering Jin Wuhui's Soul.

Outside, Ye Liuyun's punch landed precisely. Jin Wuhui himself let out a wretched "ah" as Ye Liuyun's fist shattered his entire right arm!