Chapter 205: Yasha's True Body, Reverse Slashing Lianxu
Countless evil spirits poured out from the blood evil flag like an overwhelming force, and the outside of Peiling Island was suddenly filled with ghosts and wailing everywhere.

Chen An stood in the turbulent sea with a stern expression. The other evil spirits were easy to deal with, but if the ghost with the strength of the virtual refining realm joined forces with Ge Wuming, this battle might be a little difficult.

Moreover, he always felt that the aura of this ghost was not a pure evil spirit, as if it had just been refined not long ago and had not yet been completely integrated into the black flag. Moreover, the other party's aura was somewhat familiar, a bit like the aura of the mermaid he had encountered before.

The difference is that Ge Wuming smiled slightly at the scene in front of him, as if he was very satisfied.

Ever since he accidentally refined the Bloody Evil Flag a hundred years ago, although it has been able to barely reach the level of an ordinary mysterious weapon, it has always been lacking a main soul and cannot fully exert its strength.

Looking at the entire Lost Sea, the old guy from the mermaid tribe is obviously the most suitable candidate, but the two have similar strengths and have never had a chance to succeed.

The last time he entered the riot zone, he felt it was a suitable opportunity and waited patiently.

After a few years, the other party lost his patience and took the first step. He also took advantage of the situation and killed the other party, taking his soul and refining it into the Blood Evil Flag.

However, this old fellow was filled with so much resentment that even after his mind was wiped out, he still resisted instinctively, so he spent nearly ten years without making much progress.

Finally, out of desperation, he made a promise to the remaining soul of the mermaid ancestor that he would not attack the mermaids within a hundred years. This dissipated most of the other party's resentment and successfully refined its soul into an evil spirit.

After possessing the main soul, the power of this Blood Evil Flag has increased greatly. It only needs the final refinement. Once the flag and the main soul are completely integrated, it will be able to achieve a power comparable to that of a fine mystical weapon!
"Boy, I will lend you the opportunity to sharpen my Bloody Evil Flag today!"

Ge Wuming smiled happily, but his expression looked even more ferocious against the backdrop of his ugly face.

"Take my flag!"

Chen An, who was on guard against the evil spirit, had sharp eyes. Facing the Void Refining Monk, he did not dare to be careless.

That bloody flag is no ordinary treasure. It is not only not afraid of the erosion of the violent sea, but the evil spirit in the flag can also survive safely in the violent sea. It is a bit unusual.

Immediately, the moment Chen An raised his hand, a dazzling red divine light, like a blazing flame, crossed the sea and caused huge waves. The originally calm sea water suddenly boiled.

The few evil spirits that were closer were only comparable to the strength of the gods. Under the red divine light, they were instantly burned into a ball of black mist, and the violent spiritual energy around them was rolled away and dissipated over the sea.

In just a few breaths, a small area of ​​the dark evil spirits on the entire sea surface was cleared away.

If the situation continues like this, it won’t be long before all these evil spirits turn into nothingness.

Seeing this, Ge Wuming frowned, knowing that the person in front of him was not an ordinary Divine Transformation cultivator, and these ordinary evil spirits would most likely die if they went up to him.

In order to avoid the loss of too many evil souls, which would lead to a decrease in the power of the Blood Evil Flag, he immediately waved the flag to call back most of the evil souls, leaving only the refined ghost shadow alone outside.

He just didn't believe that this kid could rely on his divine body to resist the virtual body.
Just as he was killing vigorously, almost all the evil spirits around Chen An returned to the Blood Evil Flag, and he suddenly felt a void in front of his eyes.

He didn't care too much and didn't think about it too much, because the mermaid ghost was already approaching him.

"The real fight has just begun."

After discovering the danger, Chen An's eyes turned cold and his mind moved. He saw a blazing red divine light once again streaking across the huge waves on the sea, heading straight for the mermaid ghost.

With all his strength, red divine light shone brightly, dazzling as if the fire of the sun had descended upon the world. In this divine light, a shadow of a golden crow faintly condensed and spread its wings, rushing towards the mermaid ghost.

The mermaid ghost also seemed a little panicked when faced with the fierce red divine light. It let out a sharp howl and tried to resist with murderous aura all over its body. However, under the impact of the Golden Crow's phantom, the ghost was gradually obliterated.

While Chen An was fighting fiercely with the mermaid ghost, a piercing sound suddenly filled Chen An's ears. The sound seemed to come from the devil's sound in the underworld, sharp and piercing, piercing his heart.

This devilish sound was like thousands of ghosts whispering in his ears. The voice was weird and distorted, full of bewitchment and temptation. Chen An felt that his consciousness was being pulled by an invisible force, becoming erratic and unable to concentrate.

He was startled and immediately looked towards Ge Wuming, only to see that the other party's hands were blossoming like lotus flowers, with mysterious runes flowing on his fingertips, his lips slightly parted as he muttered something, and he looked at him with a cruel and cold smile on his face.

"My Nine Nether Demonic Sound even forced that old mermaid to retreat. Even if a little incarnation of you possesses some unusual means, it will be difficult for you to resist it!"

As if the ending had already been determined, Ge Wuming's eyes were as if he was looking at a dead body, cold and heartless.

"It's powerful, but it's too noisy and annoying."

Under the erosion of the Nine Nether Demonic Sound, Chen An's consciousness was a little fuzzy, however, he reacted quickly, and as soon as he realized that something was wrong, he immediately practiced the Soul Refining Technique silently.

As the Soul Refining Technique was put into practice, Chen An's consciousness seemed to be cleansed and gradually became clearer.

No matter how the evil sound raged in his ears, he remained firm in his heart and stood still like a mountain. No one could do anything to him.

"How can it be!"

Seeing that the other party was safe and sound, Ge Wuming was surprised and asked, "You are not an ordinary Divine Transformation cultivator, who are you?"

Immediately, Chen An smiled slightly and said, "It's obvious that I am a human."

"I know you are a human. Since you don't want to tell me, I won't force you. No one will know if you die in the sea of ​​​​turmoil!"

"Death? You should take care of yourself first."

Before Chen An finished his words, he saw a huge whirlpool rising from the depths of the sea below Ge Wuming, and the huge waves it created were about to submerge Ge Wuming.

As a Void Refining cultivator, it was impossible for him not to notice such a loud commotion. A flash of surprise appeared in Ge Wuming's eyes, and he was about to leap away to avoid it.

"You'd better get down!"

At this moment, several cold rays of spiritual treasure suddenly flashed in the sky and fell straight on his head. He was caught off guard by the force and fell into the whirlpool with a scream.

Chen An, who was watching all this quietly from a distance, saw that the opponent had been hit, and immediately recalled the four treasures that had just dealt a heavy blow to him: the Mountain-Suppressing Seal, the Ghost-Head Hammer, the Black Scabbard, and the Golden Small Sword.

They were only first-grade fine spiritual treasures, and were not powerful enough to deal with Void Refinement cultivators. Fortunately, he could use his own advantages to make up for the lack of power with numbers, and because the opponent was caught off guard, he was able to hit them with one strike, thus succeeding.

Just as he was using his magic power to coordinate the effort to overturn the rivers and stir up the sea, determined to injure Ge Wuming severely even if he could not kill him in one fell swoop, a deafening roar suddenly came from under the sea, the sound was so stirring that it caused the waves to surge and roll.

Chen An looked intently, and saw a figure breaking out of the water like black lightning below the sea level. Unlike his previous appearance, Ge Wuming was wearing a black cloak, his face was in disgrace, blood was flowing from the corners of his mouth, and his exposed skin was covered with bloodstains. At this moment, he was staring at Chen An, his eyes full of resentment and anger, as if he wanted to devour Chen An alive.

"Boy, I didn't expect you to have such a trick, but you are doomed to die today!"

Having suffered a loss, Ge Wuming knew that if he didn't show his true strength, let alone killing the opponent, he himself didn't know when he would be tricked and die.

Under the dim light of the turbulent sea, Ge Wuming's face looked increasingly strange and hideous. His eyes flashed with a strange red light, like two burning flames, and his aura gradually became frantic and fierce.

After a cruel smile appeared on his lips, his body began to undergo amazing changes.

His body continued to grow taller, and in an instant it grew to a height of seventy or eighty feet, like a small giant. His skin instantly became rough and black, and his muscles bulged like rocks, full of explosive power.

The skin on the forehead bulged and turned into a pair of sharp horns, and fangs extended from the mouth, flashing with cold light, which was chilling.

At the same time, a pair of huge black flesh wings suddenly grew out from Ge Wuming's back, exuding a fascinating evil aura. The flesh wings flapped gently, causing a strong wind and huge waves, the movement of which was no less than the previous overturning of rivers and seas.

"Yaksha's true form?"

Seeing the other party's appearance, Chen An also recognized him. This was the true form of the Yaksha, a magical power that only a Yaksha with the strength of refining emptiness could display.

By cultivating the realm of Lianxu, one can cultivate the phantom of the original god in the dantian, and use more powerful magical powers.

As for this Yaksha, it's not only the body that has grown bigger, but also its strength. This is a bit similar to Fa Tian Xiang Di. However, Chen An doesn't know much about Yaksha's true form, so it's hard to say which one is better.

"Hmph, you actually managed to force me into such a situation and compel me to display my true form of Yaksha. Today you can be said to have died a worthy death. You should be proud of yourself!" Ge Wuming's voice echoed between heaven and earth, filled with anger and disdain.

Immediately, he clenched his hand into a fist and swung it forward suddenly. At this moment, it seemed as if all the power between heaven and earth gathered together to form an extremely fierce gale. The gale was whistling, like a giant dragon coming out of the sea, rolling up huge waves, and rushing towards Chen An with the power to destroy everything.

Wherever the strong wind passed, the space seemed to be torn apart, making a piercing whistling sound. It was even more powerful than the previous one that overturned the rivers and seas, and it engulfed Chen An in the blink of an eye.

Seeing this, Ge Wuming smiled lightly. If nothing unexpected happened, the opponent should have died from this blow.

Originally, he had prepared this move for the old guy from the mermaid tribe, but now that the other party was dead, he thought he would not have to use it in the short term. However, he did not expect to use it on this rampant young man.

"Huh? What is that?"

The next moment, Ge Wuming suddenly saw that in the place where Chen An was just buried, there was actually a little giant standing upright. He was about ten feet tall and seemed to be even stronger than his true form of Yaksha.

"Law of Heaven and Earth?! You are not human, but a barbarian!"

In his early years, Ge Wuming had fought with a barbarian monk and was miserably defeated by the other party's Fa Tian Xiang Di. The memory is still fresh in his mind. Naturally, he recognized this magical power!

Chen An looked down at the other person from a high position and said, "It doesn't matter whether I am a human or a barbarian. What matters is that you are going to die!"

Immediately, Chen An didn't continue talking nonsense. His figure flashed across the sky above the riot sea like lightning, and then he punched the opponent on the chin.

Suddenly, a line of blood slowly flowed from the eye on Ge Wuming's chin.

"I lost to you barbarians in my early years. Today, I want to avenge both the old and new grudges!"

Ge Wuming's face became ferocious again, and he waved his fist to attack.

The two of them fought back and forth, punching each other hard, and every collision triggered the already violent spiritual energy to surge even more.

Their figures moved quickly across the sea, and when they passed an unnamed reef island, the entire island was shattered by the aftermath of their battle, with smoke and dust billowing, covering the sky and the sun.

There were even a few fifth-stage sea beasts fighting for food near the reef island. When they noticed the movements of the two men, they immediately dropped the food in their mouths and fled for their lives. One of them ran a little slower and was soon hit by the aftermath of the fight between the two men. Its several-meter-long body was instantly turned into powder.

However, as time went by, Ge Wuming gradually discovered that his physical strength was gradually failing, and it was about to affect his ability to perform. On the other hand, Chen An's body seemed to have infinite power, and he had not shown any signs of fatigue so far.

Chen An's attacks became more and more fierce, and each one made him feel palpitations.

"Damn it! If my true body had not been cultivated to perfection, you barbarians would never be able to defeat me!"

Having consumed most of his physical strength, Ge Wuming's attacks gradually weakened, and he said with an unwilling look on his face.

"Can't beat you?"

Hearing this, Chen An sneered and said, "Then let me show you the true difference in strength between you and me!"

As soon as he finished speaking, his body suddenly swelled. His already burly figure became even larger, and his muscles were as hard as iron, as if he had the tendency to break through the chaos in the turbulent sea.

While Ge Wuming was stunned, Chen An's body expanded to about fifty or sixty feet, until the huge figure gradually swallowed Ge Wuming, and then gradually stopped.

At this moment, the former was as weak as a chick in front of the latter, as if a slight step would take its life. Even if it was described in a larger sense, it was just a hen.

Suddenly, Ge Wuming's face became interesting, with fear, unwillingness, despair and shame all mixed together.

"You barbarians."

He was about to say something, but Chen An was already tired of fighting and had completely lost his patience.

He slapped down with his palm, and the body of the Yaksha tribe leader in front of him, a cultivator in the Refining Void Realm, turned into a pile of meat paste.

Chen An shook off the blood on his hands, then stretched out one hand and grabbed a soul that was about to escape. His other hand was not idle either, and took the other's storage items in his palm.

Due to the huge disparity in strength, he deliberately controlled his strength to only kill people and not destroy the storage bag.

Immediately, he put Ge Wuming's soul into a specially made jade bottle, took the other party's storage bag, and jumped back to Peiling Island.

Since Lianxu of the Yaksha clan is dead, he can just implement his plan and take the opportunity to control the Yaksha clan.

(End of this chapter)