98: Chapter 98 Demonic Transformation, Demonic Sound

Niu Hong's expression was stern as he stared fixedly at the young man in front of him.

Previously, when he was imprisoned, the Demon Suppression Division had also sent several people to inquire about his Cultivation Technique and his process of Cultivate.

They said it could help him reduce his sentence, but in the end, it all came to nothing.

Hearing the keywords again, his reaction was extremely intense.

"Who sent you?"

Niu Hong took two steps forward, leaving only a few steps of distance between him and the young man.

At this distance, even with chains restricting his range of movement, for experts like them, this distance was already within striking range.

If he were to suddenly attack, the other party would likely be torn apart by the force of his fist wind first.

Yet, Niu Hong noticed that the jailer's expression remained normal, without the slightest hint of fear.

On the contrary, the curiosity in his eyes grew even more intense.

Looking at the burly man in front of him, who wore a vigilant expression, Chen Ran shook his head.

"Niu Hong, it is time for you to rest..."

His voice, while calm, contained a strange aura that transformed into ripples of sound waves surging forward.

Wherever the sound passed, the air buzzed and vibrated, as if it had been struck by some kind of impact.

Clatter.

The gate of the celestial prison shook, kicking up a large amount of dust and rubble.

Niu Hong took a few steps back, but the sound waves still collided with his body, and suddenly he felt a nameless fire rise from the depths of his heart, rushing straight toward his Dantian.

"These sounds are controlling my Qi and blood!"

Niu Hong's face showed terror; for every word the jailer spoke, his own Qi and blood were stirred by one part.

By the end, even though he hadn't made a move himself, the Qi and blood in his body had completely erupted, gradually slipping out of his control.

He had never heard of such a method before.

Without even needing to lift a finger, being able to manipulate his own body just by sound—what kind of Cultivation Technique could achieve this?

Niu Hong struggled to raise his palm; now he felt as though the Qi and blood throughout his entire body were out of his control.

Each movement required hundreds of times the effort; just the single action of raising his palm immediately left him drenched in sweat, his whole body trembling uncontrollably.

"What are you doing to my body?"

No matter how slow-witted Niu Hong was, he understood that the young man before him was not acting on a whim, but had planned this long in advance.

Chen Ran stared at the scene before him and gently clapped his hands.

"I just want to see you in your peak state; don't worry, this will all be over soon."

While speaking, Chen Ran quietly activated the Demon Sound True Art.

The next moment.

Niu Hong let out an angry roar, and large patches of red appeared on his skin, emitting steaming heat; from a distance, he looked like a large shrimp about to be steamed.

Niu Hong clutched his head in pain, his voice gradually changing from hoarse to a rustling sound.

In the dark environment, only the crisp sound of bones popping could be heard.

Crackle, crackle.

A spine-chilling sound came from the darkness.

At the same time, the entire room was permeated with a dark, cold aura.

Clatter.

The chains shook violently, and finally, with a snap.

A figure hanging by its limbs from the ceiling suddenly swooped down, attacking toward the prison gate.

Rather than calling it a person, it would be more accurate to call it a "Yao".

At this moment, Niu Hong was half-human, half-Yao, his pupils were vertical slits, and dark green scale patterns appeared on his skin, spreading along his spine, wrists, and collarbones, his limbs elongated.

It was clearly a Gecko Yao!

Niu Hong's gaze was bloodthirsty; he looked at the man in front of him like a starving beast eyeing its prey.

He thrust his arm forward violently, and his approximately two-meter-long nails easily tore through the air, creating a series of sharp whistling sounds as they struck directly toward Chen Ran.

Chen Ran's expression remained unchanged as he flicked a finger.

Bang!

Niu Hong flew backward at an even faster speed, crashing against the wall of the prison cell, where he clutched his head and remained dazed on the ground for a long time.

"So, one loses their sanity after Demonization."

Chen Ran watched this scene intently; this was the first time he had ever seen a Martial Artist in a Demonized state.

It was truly strange.

Although the body still resembled a human, it possessed many characteristics of a Yao Beast.

Chen Ran waved his hand gently, thinking to himself:

"No wonder it hasn't been popularized for so many years; if the common people were to see this scene, they would likely think this is what a Yao Beast truly is."

Although Niu Hong's appearance was still human, his inner mind had already been controlled by the Gecko Yao soul.

He was now acting purely on the instincts of a Yao creature.

Hiss, hiss, hiss—

The Gecko Yao finally landed on the ground with a thud, supporting itself with its four limbs as it slowly pushed itself up.

On its forehead, there was clearly a hole over ten centimeters wide, and the wound was bloody and mangled.

Yet, it was recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye.

In just a few breaths, the fingerprint on its forehead had recovered as before, leaving only a scar.

Chen Ran watched this scene and formed a judgment in his mind.

After Demonization, Niu Hong's strength, speed, and recovery ability were all far superior to before, by several times.

His strength had even climbed directly from the Sixth Realm Early Stage to the Late Stage.

If this news were to spread, it would likely make many Martial Artists envious.

Chen Ran raised his hand again, and saw the Gecko Yao soul opposite him seem startled, taking a few steps back and curling up in the corner.

Chen Ran was stunned for a moment upon seeing this:

"It seems the Gecko Yao's intelligence is not that low after all."

Chen Ran moved his thoughts, and the Heavenly Book flipped within his Sea of Consciousness.

[Prisoner: Niu Hong (Post-Demonization)]

[Realm: Sixth Realm Internal Breath Late Stage (Post-Demonization)]

[Sin: High]

[Life: Obsessed with martial arts, went down a wrong path, sanity affected after being infused with Yao blood, sometimes insane, sometimes normal...]

[Cultivation Technique: Iron Demon Bone-Forging Technique, ...]

"Sure enough, the panel attributes have also increased; the Demon Suppression Division takes away Yao creatures every so often, perhaps they are also researching this characteristic..."

Chen Ran glanced at it, withdrew, and looked at the shivering Gecko Yao soul in the distance.

"You'll do perfectly to test my Cultivation Technique."

He did this today partly to see the changes in a Martial Artist before and after Demonization, and partly to test his Cultivation Technique.

The Cultivation Technique he obtained from the Demon Sound Sect was quite fierce and did not seem like a normal method of Cultivate.

Testing it on the streets of the capital would be too conspicuous, but using it on these death row prisoners caused him no psychological burden at all.

Chen Ran's True Qi followed a special circulation route, concentrating at his throat bone.

Nine Nether Soul-Devouring Melody!

The surrounding air suddenly turned cold, as if vengeful spirits were at work.

Chen Ran felt the True Qi within his body flowing away at a rapid speed.

He didn't care whether the Yao creature in front of him understood or not, and opened his mouth to issue a suggestion.

"When you hear my voice, you will completely obey me."

"Do not attack me, obey all commands I issue; when I do not have commands, you will forget everything..."

The voice was eerie, echoing continuously within the prison cell.

The Gecko Yao soul had already been scared out of its wits, and now, subjected to the brainwashing sound waves, its entire body was tottering...

From initial resistance to final stupor.

A quarter of an hour later.

Snap.

Chen Ran snapped his fingers with one hand.

Niu Hong slowly opened his eyes, discovering that he was standing in place, having restored his human form without realizing when it happened.

His eyes focused, landing finally on the young jailer in the distance.

The young jailer was not surprised and said calmly, "Niu Hong, you are awake."

Hearing the familiar voice, Niu Hong's pupils contracted, as if he had recalled something.

He knelt on one knee and said respectfully, "Young Lord!"