297: Transformation into a Demon

Yun Xuanxuan's body was like a broken clay pot, utterly incapable of containing this world-destroying power.

If her cultivation base had been higher, her Divine Soul a bit stronger, she might have been able to struggle for a moment longer.

But now, she was only at the Nascent Soul Third Layer, while the Dragon Clan phantom in life had been a peerless powerhouse at the Mahayana Realm Fifth Layer. Such a figure, had they not met an untimely demise, would certainly have had the Aptitude to challenge for the position of Heavenly Venerable in the future.

Watching cold sweat continuously seep from Yun Xuanxuan's forehead, her face as pale as paper, Li Pingan's expression was grave, his fists clenched tight. He could only hate his own insufficient strength, unable to share even a fraction of his Junior Sister's pain.

The next moment, a sudden change occurred.

The pair of pale green wings on Yun Xuanxuan's back began to twist and deform. The fine down feathers all fell off, revealing the bloody flesh beneath.

Yet, under the forceful urging of the Dragon Power, golden scales pierced through the flesh and emerged one by one. The birth of each scale was accompanied by heart-rending agony, causing her whole body to tremble violently. Her teeth were clenched tight, but she couldn't utter a single sound.

Her consciousness grew increasingly blurred. She felt as if she were being roasted over raging flames, or crushed under a mountain of immense weight. Both her body and Divine Soul were being destroyed bit by bit by this domineering Dragon Power, her vitality continuously draining away.

"No... don't come closer..."

Yun Xuanxuan's consciousness was as faint as a candle flame. The Dragon Clan phantom shimmered with golden scales in her Sea of Consciousness, raising a claw to crush her last remnants of Divine Soul.

At that moment, a stream of grayish Chaos Qi surged forth, forming a gentle barrier that blocked the Dragon Clan phantom's fatal strike.

Seeing that suppression was ineffective, Ye Hao immediately changed tactics. The Chaos Heavenly Evolution Art within him operated even more rapidly. The Chaos Qi no longer forcefully suppressed but transformed into countless fine threads, carefully wrapping around Yun Xuanxuan's on-the-verge-of-collapsing Divine Soul, attempting to prolong a sliver of her vitality.

But the accommodating power of Chaos Qi ultimately struggled to contend with the violent of the Mahayana Stage Dragon Clan remnant Soul.

The Dragon Clan phantom let out a deafening roar, its Dragon Might suddenly surging. The barrier formed by Chaos Qi cracked inch by inch, and darkness once again swallowed Yun Xuanxuan's consciousness.

"How is she?"

Li Pingan asked in a deep voice.

Ye Hao slowly shook his head, his expression extremely grave: "The situation is even more perilous than I anticipated. The Bloodline struggle within Junior Sister's body has escalated to an uncontrollable level."

The other Half-Demons also gathered around, looking at Yun Xuanxuan lying weakly on the stone bench, their eyes filled with pity.

Such a good girl shouldn't meet her end here.

The next moment, Chen Xuan's figure appeared within the pavilion.

As if finding his pillar of support, Ye Hao hurried forward and anxiously said: "Revered Master, Junior Sister is in critical condition. Please, Revered Master, lend a hand and save her!"

Chen Xuan glanced at the pale-faced, barely-breathing girl. Blood had already begun to trickle from her seven orifices, and he could vaguely sense a vast Dragon Might.

He had never encountered such a situation before. After a moment's thought, his fingertip suddenly broke, and a drop of crystal-clear Essence Blood slowly emerged. It contained the Origin power of his lifelong cultivation base, carrying a warm and vast aura.

"We can only gamble on this."

Chen Xuan murmured softly, then flicked his finger.

That drop of Essence Blood transformed into a streak of light, accurately piercing into Yun Xuanxuan's brow.

In an instant!

Within Yun Xuanxuan's Sea of Consciousness, an indescribable warmth swept over, tightly enveloping her.

That drop of Essence Blood transformed into a majestic figure. Though its face was unclear, it evoked in her a deep-seated dependence and peace from the depths of her Soul. It was as if a boat adrift for years had finally found a harbor, or a lost child had returned to their family's side. All fear and pain vanished at this moment.

Outside the pavilion, Li Pingan and the others clearly saw Yun Xuanxuan's originally pained and twisted face suddenly smooth out. The corner of her mouth even lifted slightly, revealing a faint curve.

"Boom!"

In the Sea of Consciousness, seeing the intrusion of an external force, the Dragon Clan phantom roared in fury, intending to tear this unfamiliar figure apart. But before it could act, that majestic figure raised a hand and waved, delivering a crisp "Slap"—a solid Slap right to the Dragon Clan phantom's face.

This sudden turn of events left this proud remnant Soul of an Ancient Dragon Clan utterly stunned. Its golden pupils were filled with bewilderment and astonishment, clearly not expecting to be treated this way.

Chen Xuan didn't indulge it. The majestic figure raised its hand repeatedly, delivering several more crisp Slaps.

The violent aura of the Dragon Clan phantom dissipated bit by bit under this brutal suppression. In the end, it actually prostrated on the ground like a stray dog, not daring to show the slightest hint of resistance.

Watching this scene, Yun Xuanxuan stood frozen in place, momentarily forgetting to react.

The next moment, that majestic figure reached out, gently pulled, and lifted her onto the Dragon's head, allowing her to overlook everything in the Sea of Consciousness.

The originally fiercely conflicting Bloodlines gradually calmed under the harmonizing power of Chen Xuan's Essence Blood. The Human Race, Old Yao Race, and Dragon Clan Bloodlines no longer repelled each other. Instead, nourished by the Chaos Qi and Essence Blood power, they perfectly fused into one.

In the pavilion, the light around Yun Xuanxuan surged once more. This time, it wasn't the violent golden light, but a soft yet immensely powerful golden-gray halo that enveloped her entire body.

The pale green wings on her back slowly faded, gradually transforming into a pair of slender, fair arms covered with fine golden Dragon scales. The original bird claws also quietly transformed into jade-like feet, similarly adorned with a few Dragon scales, appearing both demonic and exquisitely beautiful.

Yun Xuanxuan's entire aura and Realm also rapidly soared.

Nascent Soul Fifth Layer, Nascent Soul Seventh Layer, Soul Emergence Stage! Advancing triumphantly all the way until it stabilized at the Fourth Level of Soul Out-of-Body Stage.

At this moment, Yun Xuanxuan's aura was steady and vast. The shackles of being Half-human, Half-Demon were completely broken. She had now become a true member of the Yao Race, and this fused Bloodline surpassed even that of a purebred Dragon Clan.

The girl's tightly closed eyes slowly opened. A trace of a golden-gray Dragon shadow flashed deep within her pupils, carrying a hint of confusion and bewilderment, as she murmured softly:

"I... what is this?"

"Junior Sister, that's great! You finally pulled through!" Ye Hao was the first to react, his face full of joy.

"Junior Sister, how do you feel?" Li Pingan also hurriedly asked.

Yun Xuanxuan raised a hand to rub her throbbing forehead. The memories in her mind gradually became clear.

To thwart the wishes of those old beasts from the Chusheng Sect, she had resolutely swallowed that demon transformation pill, after which her consciousness fell into an endless struggle.

Her motion of rubbing her forehead suddenly halted. Yun Xuanxuan lowered her head to look at her arm.

The pair of pale green wings that had accompanied her for many days had vanished, replaced by fair, slender arms adorned with golden scales.

Immense joy and relief surged in her heart. Tears uncontrollably slid from her eyes, slowly tracing down her cheeks.

She abruptly turned her head, looking toward Chen Xuan, who stood nearby with a gentle smile. The aura emanating from him was identical to that of the majestic figure in her Sea of Consciousness.

"Thank you, Senior, for saving me!" Yun Xuanxuan's voice choked with emotion as she rose to perform a formal bow.