Chapter 176: Demonic Transformation

“You come with me,” Elder Zuo snapped through clenched teeth, immediately rushing toward another part of the inner castle. Nanmen Xin had no choice but to follow obediently.

Before long,

On a broad balcony at another part of the inner castle, the leader in silver robes coldly gazed down at the distant chaos unfolding. The black-robed youth was advancing relentlessly, obliterating everything in his path! At this moment, the strongest forces within the castle that could be mobilized had already been fully deployed, making final preparations for a decisive strike against the enemy. If this final attempt failed, they would truly have no options left.

“Reporting to the leader,” Elder Zuo brought Nanmen Xin inside, where other elders were already present.

“Why did Elder Zuo bring a junior here?” The other elders frowned. The organization had a strict hierarchy, but with their very survival at stake, they refrained from reprimanding him.

“What is it?” The leader in silver robes didn’t even turn around.

“This subordinate knows about that extraordinary being,” Elder Zuo quickly said.

“Ah?”

The silver-robed leader abruptly turned his head, his burning gaze locking onto Nanmen Xin behind Elder Zuo. The other elders also fixed their eyes on him.

“Speak!” The silver-robed leader commanded.

“He killed a vice-president of my Feihuo Guild. I sent my guild’s strongest squad of assassins after him, but he easily wiped them out. I suspect he is a Title-Level warrior, and I feared great trouble for the Feihuo Guild. I thought about it all night and decided to come immediately,” Nanmen Xin hurriedly explained. “I never expected him to be an extraordinary being! Truly, I didn’t! And I was very cautious when I came here.”

The silver-robed leader’s gaze turned icy cold—piercing and chilling!

Nanmen Xin trembled under that gaze, his voice quivering.

“Just a vice-president?” The silver-robed leader was filled with anguish. Just a damned vice-president! A petty nobody! Even if the entire Feihuo Guild were destroyed, it would be a trivial matter. Yet now, it had brought such a catastrophe!

In a flash of fury, he imagined countless tortures for the wretched Nanmen Xin, but quickly realized it was useless. No matter how angry he was, it wouldn’t change anything.

It was already too late!

The silver-robed leader gave Nanmen Xin a frigid glance, unwilling to waste more words. He turned again to gaze into the distance, now only hoping… that their final counterattack would succeed! If it failed, he dared not even imagine the consequences.

Nanmen Xin was drenched in cold sweat, his clothes soaked through. He stood there, dazed, his mind in turmoil.

How had things come to this?

He regretted it.

If only he had known that damned Vice-President Yin could die and be done with it, he would have ignored it. He would have even let the black-robed youth apologize to him!

“How could… he have tracked me here?” Nanmen Xin couldn’t believe it.

Such a mighty extraordinary being.

Merely exerting a little power—like using the Longshan Pavilion to crush the Feihuo Guild—would have sufficed. Yet he had first killed the vice-president, then an entire squad of assassins. Was it really necessary to go so far against a mere guild? And even monitoring him constantly? How could such a mighty extraordinary being stoop to such trivialities?

What he didn’t know was,

While Dongbo Xueying was tracking the demon’s trail, he occasionally encountered injustices that stirred his righteous fury. He never wished to reveal his extraordinary powers. In the past, his acts of justice were minor and caused no great ripples. But this time, his “justice” had clearly struck a big fish!

“It begins—the final gamble!” The silver-robed leader and the other elders watched intently. In this battle, even Title-Level warriors were unworthy to participate—they would only be swept away.

“Hmm?”

Dongbo Xueying looked at the twenty-one figures surrounding him. There were men and women, the fat and the thin, the elderly and young women. They seemed ordinary at first glance. But the astonishing speed with which they had surrounded him clearly showed that these twenty-one were no ordinary beings!

“Haa~~” One of the elders, his face contorted with ferocity, let out a low growl.

His skin immediately began sprouting black fur, his mouth revealing fangs. Scales emerged across his skin… In the blink of an eye, the elder had transformed into a demon-like creature covered in scaled armor, with eerie black fur on its surface, fangs in its mouth, and fingers sharpened into dagger-like claws.

And he was not alone. The other twenty also underwent transformations, each morphing into monstrous forms, their auras fully unleashed.

“Demonic transformation?” Dongbo Xueying smirked. “So it’s demonic transformation. Twenty-one transformed experts—this place must really be important. Are you from the Demon God Cult, or another demon god’s faction?”

Demonic transformation was a common technique in the Dark Abyss.

Whether demons or the mighty demon gods above, all were renowned for their formidable physical forms! The demon gods of the Dark Abyss were particularly adept at cultivating powerful bodies.

Those extraordinary beings who had pledged allegiance to the Demon God Cult could access superior cultivation methods from the demon god lineage, allowing them to cultivate “demonic energy” that strengthened their bodies through secret techniques, causing scales to appear on their skin. Thus, when those who had pledged to the Demon God Cult unleashed their full power, their bodies would be covered in scaled armor, with astonishing defense and immense strength—each nearly immortal, and some with absolute immortality.

The demonic transformation displayed here, however, was relatively inferior.

After all, these were mortals undergoing transformation. Usually, only Star Knights could undergo demonic transformation. Most mortals attempting it died, but those who survived gained powerful bodies and lifespans rivaling extraordinary beings.

“Kill!” Twenty-one spectral figures lunged forward instantly.

“Shhh—” the silent activation of a magic formation followed. In truth, the alchemical formation originally covering the entire castle was quite ordinary. But in this life-or-death moment, key formation artifacts were retrieved from storage treasures and combined with the existing formation, causing its power to surge instantly to the level of a Saint-Grade extraordinary being! The fact that portable formation artifacts could achieve such power meant their value alone was likely over five hundred contribution points!

The formation activated countless threads, like serpentine entities with sentience, swiftly slithering from all directions to entangle Dongbo Xueying, attempting to bind him.

“Fascinating,” Dongbo Xueying’s eyes lit up with delight. These formation artifacts would be a great gain if he could claim them.

That Nanmen Xin had indeed brought him quite a fortune this time.

“Whoosh.”

A throwing dart appeared in Dongbo Xueying’s hand, which he casually flung.

Ultimate Penetration!

It was said that even petals and fallen leaves could unleash the power of Ultimate Penetration. Flash! The dart vanished into thin air, reappearing a hundred meters beneath the earth, piercing straight through a crystal sphere—the energy conversion core of the formation. The formation artifacts were too valuable for Dongbo Xueying to destroy wantonly; such energy conversion cores were common and of lesser value.

Crack! The crystal sphere shattered.

The energy within the formation instantly ceased, and the countless threads dissipated into nothingness.

“Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!” Dongbo Xueying casually flicked his wrist, sending twenty-one extraordinary battle auras flying in all directions. Each one spun and pierced through the skulls of the demonic-transformed humans, instantly dropping them dead.

“Not bad. These little demonic fellows—seems like the strongest among them is at the middle stage of Sky-Level strength,” Dongbo Xueying murmured lightly. Of the twenty-one, fifteen were at the peak of Title-Level battle power, five at the early stage of Sky-Level, and one at the middle stage of Sky-Level. Of course, against Dongbo Xueying, they were all equally doomed to be swept away.

Dongbo Xueying lifted his gaze toward a balcony on the inner castle in the distance, where the silver-robed leader stood.

“This… the formation… how did it…” The silver-robed leader was filled with despair. How could the powerful formation suddenly fail? And twenty-one powerful emissaries were wiped out in an instant?

Dongbo Xueying continued forward,

Approaching the inner castle.

He remained at ease, a smile still on his face, for his mood was excellent—this time, he had gained quite a lot.

Come on.

Let me see what other amazing techniques you have!

“Boom~~~”

Suddenly, the space before the inner castle began to twist, and a terrifying aura emerged.

“Hmm?” Dongbo Xueying’s expression changed as he stared at the distorted space. That space seemed to resonate with a distant outer world, creating a powerful resonance! A terrifying force, spanning countless layers of space and millions of miles, forcefully pierced through the barriers of the material world to reach here.

A towering figure began to coalesce.

Upon seeing this, the silver-robed leader on the balcony of the inner castle immediately knelt down: “Demon God above!”

“Demon God above!” The other elders also hurriedly knelt, and Nanmen Xin, his face pale, followed suit.