Chapter 829

With the news spreading that the three sects of the Heavenly Spirit Realm jointly issued a statement not to take part in the war between the human and demon races, countless cultivators also fell into panic and confusion.

The news from Zhong Tian Zhi Yu naturally reached the other four realms quickly, and upon learning of it, each region immediately sensed that something was amiss.

And Yan Buji, who was hidden within the demon continent, happened to have just gone to Zhong Tian City, where he gathered the latest information.

"What? The three sects won't intervene... does that mean the sages intend something?"

Yan Buji frowned; if the three sects won't intervene, it could very well be that the sages are scheming something, aiming to further expand the human‑demon war in Zhong Tian Zhi Yu.

"It doesn't matter to me; the more chaotic the situation, the more advantageous it is for me."

These days, Yan Buji has raised his Martial Dao cultivation to the peak of the mid‑stage Martial Immortal, just one step away from breaking through to the late stage.

Moreover, thanks to his cultivation of Chaotic Martial Qi, Yan Buji, by integrating his True Flow Fist into the Ten‑Directions Fist engraving, has comprehended a new fist technique whose power surpasses his previous ones.

"With my current strength, do I have the right to profit in such a chaotic situation?"

Yan Buji frowned.

The demon royal court of Zhong Tian Zhi Yu seems to have learned of this long ago; otherwise they wouldn't dare develop more powerful spirit spears and spirit cannons under the gaze of the sages.

"The Primordial Son... the Mutant Zone... the war... I still don't know what these sages are plotting. Could it be that they think there are too many cultivators and plan to purge some?" Yan Buji was somewhat puzzled.

War is the best way to consume excess population, and the number of cultivators in Zhong Tian Zhi Yu is indeed too great; could there be any connection to the heavens and earth?

Yan Buji didn't quite understand, but for him, now that the human‑demon war has begun, wouldn't that be an ideal chance to return to Luohuang Zhou and check on Yun Qing's condition!

With that in mind, Yan Buji relied on his map, leapt over countless mountains and rivers, and finally arrived at the border of Luohuang Zhou after a few months.

"It seems we can't enter from this side; it's probably already heavily guarded by demon troops, so we have to go in through the Mutant Zone," Yan Buji thought, looping around for over ten days, and cautiously slipped through the demon‑set protective arrays to enter the Mutant Zone.

The dense Mutant Force mist possessed a terrifying ability to mutate living beings, and even inanimate objects could mutate; this differed from what Yan Buji had previously known. As he observed the seemingly ordinary stones on the ground, his spiritual sense swept them and found eyes and mouths sprouting beneath, causing a wave of unease.

"Yaa! Yaa!!!"

The stone Abnormal Beast seemed to sense something, flipped over and let out a crow‑like wail.

Yan Buji frowned and looked around:

"The Abnormal Beasts are increasing in number."

Most of Luohuang Zhou has become a Mutant Zone, and the thick Mutant Force mist makes cultivators' spiritual senses unable to discern direction.

Yan Buji could only rely on the Blood Soul Tracing Technique to lock onto Yun Qing's location, then proceed straight ahead.

Yan Buji traversed the Mutant Zone, where the surrounding Mutant Force mist coiled around him like a living thing, attempting to corrode his flesh and spirit. Yet the Chaotic Martial Qi circulating within him acted as an invisible shield, keeping those strange mists at bay.

"Indeed this Mutant Force mist is bizarre; it can even erode my magical power. Had I not cultivated Chaotic Martial Qi, I might not even qualify to set foot here," Yan Buji thought, yet his steps never faltered.

Yan Buji had been to the Mutant Zone before, but as long as he had magical protection, the Mutant Force mist could not erode him.

But now the Mutant Force mist here seems even more bizarre; not only does magical protection fail, it can also trigger his own Mutant Force eyes!

Even though he sensed that Chaotic Martial Qi could block the mist, a ten‑inch long worm still sprouted in Yan Buji's eyes!

Yan Buji covered his eyes, grinding the long worm away with magical force, and could only continuously channel magic to grind away the Mutant Force power within his Mutant Eyes.

Following the guidance of the Blood Soul Tracing Technique, he sped toward Yun Qing's direction. Along the way, the number of Mutant creatures grew, some having evolved to possess power comparable to Nascent Soul Cultivators. Yan Buji, unwilling to create unnecessary complications, tried to avoid these Abnormal Beasts; those he could not evade he swiftly eliminated with thunderous strikes.

"Roar!"

Suddenly, a earth‑shaking roar came from ahead, and the ground trembled. Yan Buji's pupils narrowed as a colossal Abnormal Beast, mountain‑sized, blocked the path. The beast resembled a giant lizard, its body covered with twisted scales, its back bristling with sharp bone spines, and its blood‑red eyes fixed intently on Yan Buji.

"An Abnormal Beast of late‑stage Nascent Soul level?!" Yan Buji thought, a chill in his heart. Beasts of this rank are harder to deal with than ordinary demon beasts.

The Abnormal Beast opened its massive blood‑filled maw, spewing a jet of black mist; wherever it passed, even space seemed to warp subtly. Yan Buji dared not meet it head‑on; he flashed his body, employing Instant Shadow Step while simultaneously channeling magical energy to trigger an acceleration secret, evading the attack. At the same time, he clenched his fists, with Chaotic Martial Qi condensing on the knuckles.

"True Flow Fist!"

A punch erupted, the grayish fist power roaring like an angry dragon, colliding with the beast's mist. The violent energy shock scattered the surrounding Mutant Force mist in a burst.

The Abnormal Beast winced in pain, roaring repeatedly; its massive body, however, moved with uncanny agility, its tail sweeping like a collapsing sky‑pillar toward Yan Buji. Yan Buji let out a cold snort, his form flashing like lightning, instantly closing in on the beast's abdomen, and delivered another punch.

"Bang!"

The beast's scales shattered, and blood splattered. Yet the blood, upon contacting air, transformed into more Mutant Force mist, which in turn eroded Yan Buji's arm.

"Damn it!" Yan Buji retreated swiftly, circulating Chaotic Martial Qi to force the infiltrating mist out of his body. He realized that this Abnormal Beast was almost merged with the Mutant Zone, and ordinary attacks could not fully slay it.

"It seems I have no choice but to use that move..." Yan Buji inhaled deeply, his internal Chaotic Martial Qi raging wildly. He formed seals with both hands, and ten illusory fist shadows manifested around him, the new fist technique he had grasped in the Ten‑Directions Fist engraving!

"Chaos Break!"

The ten fist shadows merged into a single grayish pillar of light that pierced heaven and earth, directly boring through the beast's body. The Abnormal Beast let out a mournful wail as its massive form began to collapse, eventually turning into a cloud of mist that dissipated.

Yan Buji breathed lightly; the technique consumed a great amount of energy, but its effect was immediate. He dared not linger and pressed onward.

After another half‑day, Yan Buji finally passed through the densest Mutant Force mist region. The scene before him made him pause slightly.

A white 'silken drape' spread across a thousand miles, and at its center Yun Qing's body, enveloped by the white drape, began to change gradually!

Her skin exuded an almost transparent pallor, as if carved from chalcedony, with faint silver‑white spirit veins flowing beneath. Her once jet‑black hair gradually lost its color, turning into snow‑like silver; the strands moved without wind, gently swaying like a living thing, resonating with the surrounding drape.

At her brow center, a silver pattern grew ever clearer, shaped like a pair of outstretched moth wings, its intricate lines shimmering with a cold spiritual light. Even her eyelashes, nails, and lip color were tinged with a faint silver glow, making her appear as if shedding the shackles of flesh, metamorphosing toward a higher‑dimensional existence.

The strangest part was her back; the drape lifted slightly, revealing a pair of semi‑transparent 'wing buds' slowly growing, as thin as cicada wings yet emitting a metallic cold light, as if a slight flutter could tear through space.

Her robes had already merged with the drape, becoming a flowing white gauze like clouds, layered upon her body yet slightly open at the waist and wrists, exposing the increasingly 'non‑human' skin—where fine silver scales began to appear, like the seal of an ancient forbidden art.

At this moment, Yun Qing was beautiful to the point of being terrifying.

She seemed both a banished immortal descending to the mortal world and a demon manifesting.

Yan Buji's pupils contracted sharply; the scene before him was bizarre and shocking. Those white drapes were not ordinary matter but condensed pure spirit energy, each strand exuding an otherworldly aura, yet faintly bearing an ominous hint.

But within the Mutant Zone, where does this spirit energy come from?!