The Demonic Divinity Sacrificial Transformation, Is Reversible?!

The Demonic Divinity Sacrificial Transformation, Is Reversible?!

Fairy Qingmei personally led this enigmatic force, consisting of sovereigns from the Celestial Lake Palace and the covert Azure Factions that Qin Wentian had reassembled. Their combined might surpassed that of most transcendent powers in Grand Xia.

The Nine Mystical Palace, positioned at the lowest rung among transcendent powers, couldn't possibly withstand an all-out assault spearheaded by both Fairy Qingmei and Old Man Greencloud. In the blink of an eye, the Nine Mystical Palace's grounds were stained crimson, and its edifices crumbled beneath the relentless onslaught of the two forces.

Fairy Qingmei and Old Man Greencloud converged to block the Nine Mystical Palace's Ancestor, leaving him no room to flee. They systematically depleted his strength before delivering a crippling blow.

"Who is that veiled woman? And why is she doing this?" Palace Lord Xiao's eyes were tinged with blood as he fixed his gaze on the alluring figure in the sky.

"Bzzz!"

A malevolent wind swept down, carrying with it a pervasive aura of demonic qi. In an instant, the atmosphere became saturated with it. A colossal silhouette descended from the heavens, casting a shadow over the entire Nine Mystical Palace.

Members of the Nine Mystical Palace looked up, witnessing the great roc drawing nearer, its piercing gaze penetrating their very souls.

The great roc's eyes were sharp, and its chilling demeanor was enough to send shivers down anyone's spine. It seemed devoid of emotion, resembling a sovereign of the skies, disdainful of the mortal world.

It was Qin Wentian.

Palace Lord Xiao's countenance paled instantly. He was well aware of the feud between the Nine Mystical Palace and Qin Wentian. Back in the Chu Country, a member of his Xiao Clan had died due to an altercation with Qin Wentian. The Nine Mystical Palace had seized on this death as a pretext to capture Di Yi, aiming to uncover his secrets.

Everything fell into place now. Qin Wentian was the mastermind behind this anonymous force. Palace Lord Xiao understood one thing: the Nine Mystical Palace was doomed today.

"Do the Greencloud Pavilion truly intend to ally with the remnants of the Azure Emperor Palace?" Palace Lord Xiao fumed, his words causing Greencloud Pavilion's Pavilion Lord to pause mid-air. He cast a glance at the great roc, his heart brimming with an indiscernible emotion.

He hadn't anticipated that the great roc would turn out to be Qin Wentian.

"All of you from the Greencloud Pavilion are unaware that Qin Wentian is the successor of the Azure Emperor," Palace Lord Xiao continued to shout, but his words only drew the great roc's piercing gaze. The sky rumbled as a powerful voice resonated, "The true Azure Emperor Palace shall rise as the Nine Mystical Palace falls."

As the voice trailed off, the great roc descended, akin to an imperial sword cleaving through the air toward Palace Lord Xiao.

Palace Lord Xiao crackled with purplish lightning, transforming into a ferocious lightning dragon that streaked across the heavens, charging at the great roc.

The great roc and the lightning dragon collided in a mighty clash. The enormous silhouette of the great roc soared higher, securing the upper hand in position. Suddenly, an incredibly sharp, regal sword materialized, slashing toward Palace Lord Xiao.

"Lightning Eruption!" Palace Lord Xiao's voice rang out, his Astral Nova erupting into nine lightning dragons. They shot upward, attempting to burrow into the great roc.

"Booom!" Astral light engulfed the area as the great roc vanished from sight. The kingly sword it held in its talons shattered the lightning dragon's shell, reverting Palace Lord Xiao back to his human form. The sword pierced his throat while the lightning dragons, born from the eruption of Palace Lord Xiao's Astral Nova, seized the opportunity to strike the great roc from within.

A deafening explosion reverberated, and Palace Lord Xiao's body disintegrated under the sword's relentless pressure.

The true Azure Emperor Palace would be established as the Nine Mystical Palace crumbled. These words echoed throughout space, lingering for moments before finally fading.

The obliteration of a transcendent power couldn't remain hidden for long. Soon, all of Grand Xia would learn of it. There was no longer any need to hide, and Qin Wentian boldly revealed his objective. It was also the wish of the Azure Emperor and Fairy Qingmei. Having received their aid, Qin Wentian was determined to fulfill their wishes.

The Nine Mystical Palace's experts gradually diminished in number. Among the crowd, Luo Tianya stared in dumbfounded amazement at the great roc in the sky. Was this still the youth he had met at the Junlin Banquet? Back then, Qin Wentian had defeated his son, Luo Qianqiu, and ultimately led to his son's demise.

Luo Tianya had longed for revenge but feared the Ouyang Aristocrat Clan and the Greencloud Pavilion's retaliation. He had bided his time, waiting for the perfect moment to kill Qin Wentian. Little did he know that as time passed, Qin Wentian's name would resonate throughout Grand Xia. Now, Qin Wentian commanded forces to eradicate the Nine Mystical Palace, a turn of events that felt surreal, like a dream.

Suddenly, the icy gaze of the great roc turned toward Luo Tianya. Fear gripped his heart, but Qin Wentian only glanced at him disdainfully, as though he were a dead man, and then ignored him completely.

"Bzzz!" A fierce wind swept by as the great roc landed atop an ancient, dome-covered building. With its wings, it shattered the building's roof.

Di Yi raised his head, his face reflecting amazement as he gazed at the immense silhouette that blotted out the sun.

"Kacha..." The chains binding him snapped. Di Yi stared blankly at the great roc before him, taking a while to recover.

Qin Wentian locked eyes with Di Yi, bowing his head slightly in a gesture of respect. "Headmaster, I apologize for my tardiness. I have led the Azure Emperor Palace here to rescue you. I'm finally here."

"Wentian..." Di Yi whispered, tears streaming down his face as he was overcome with emotion.

After a long while, he shifted his gaze back to Qin Wentian. He extended his hands, as if to cup the great roc's face. However, the great roc was too massive, and Di Yi's hands could only touch a small portion of its face.

Di Yi's eyes welled with tears, his heart brimming with a tumult of emotions.

Qin Wentian had successfully reunited the Azure Faction and spearheaded the annihilation of the Nine Mystical Palace. However, he had undergone a remarkable transformation into a primordial great roc.

"Headmaster, instead of sorrow, you should be joyful," the great roc remarked with a gentle, bird-like smile. These words elicited a nod of agreement from Di Yi. "Indeed, you are right. I should be elated. My Azure Emperor Palace is finally reunified, and its strength surpasses that of many transcendent powers. I never expected that, after millennia of separation, the hidden Azure Faction forces would reach this pinnacle."

"But, this display of power is also incredibly perilous," Di Yi cautioned.

"Yes, I understand. That's why everyone from our Azure Emperor Palace is wearing masks. Their identities remain hidden, and we can disperse like dissipating smoke if anyone probes too deeply," Qin Wentian replied. Di Yi nodded; it was evident that Qin Wentian had carefully considered this aspect. The youth he faced now was no longer the naive boy from their earlier days in Chu.

As Qin Wentian soared through the skies, carrying Di Yi with him, the headmaster inquired, "Wentian, now that the Nine Mystical Palace is no more, what are your plans?"

"I have unfinished business in Ginkou, Headmaster. Afterward, please convey my regards to my old acquaintances when you return to Chu," Qin Wentian requested. Di Yi, who had been imprisoned by the Nine Mystical Palace, was unaware of the events that had transpired in the outside world. Qin Wentian's decision to return to Ginkou must have significant implications.

Di Yi chose not to probe further. He gazed downward, contemplating the swift and thorough destruction of a sect with a thousand-year history. The Nine Mystical Palace, its former grandeur and glory, now lay in ruins, a mere chapter in history.

A few hours later, after the dust had settled, Greencloud Pavilion's other experts entered the Nine Mystical Palace to clean up the aftermath. Old Man Greencloud had a strong inkling of the alluring woman's identity and felt a tinge of trepidation when he learned the truth. On the ground, a group of three from the Greencloud Pavilion stood together. Among them was an elderly-looking man, and the other two were youthful and vibrant women. They inclined their heads, directing their gaze toward the hovering Qin Wentian.

Simultaneously, the great roc lowered its head, a smile playing on its beak.

"Senior Gongyang, it's been a while," Qin Wentian greeted with a smile. The decrepit-looking elderly man was none other than Gongyang Hong, whom he had befriended in Chu.

Gongyang Hong wore a wry smile as he shook his head. "I'm doing well. Your name has been circulating frequently in recent years, and I've been bragging to my peers about my impeccable judgment. However, I never could have imagined you would transform into a great roc. Nevertheless, seeing you alive is enough to warm my heart."

Qian Mengyu's heart fluttered as she beheld Qin Wentian's new form.

The youth she had once known—was he destined never to return?

"Go!" Qin Wentian commanded, and the masked Sovereigns departed with him. Even after their departure, the hearts of those who remained were still roiling with commotion. Their actions today had indelibly inscribed history in Grand Xia.

News of the Nine Mystical Palace's fall sent shockwaves throughout the Qing Continent's transcendent powers. They soon learned that the force responsible for the palace's destruction was led by Qin Wentian, the same individual who had shattered the Pill Emperor Hall years ago. However, this time, he wasn't alone; he commanded a formidable team of Heavenly Sovereigns hailing from the Azure Emperor Palace's hidden factions.

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Meanwhile, the demon sword remained embedded in the Pill Emperor Hall on Moon Continent.

In the past few years, the Pill Emperor Hall had chosen to maintain an extraordinarily low profile. Ever since the tumultuous events of the past, they were well aware of the formidable power supporting Qin Wentian.

However, at present, several experts had gathered on the peak of the ninety-nine heaven-ascending steps as if anticipating something momentous.

Before long, figures appeared in the skies, descending gracefully. Leading this group was a young man with an unmistakably sharp countenance and an aura of unbridled arrogance.

"Jun Yu, you've broken through to the Celestial Phenomenon realm?" The Pill Emperor gazed at the young man with visible emotion.

"Yes," Jun Yu replied, his head held high. "Master, I haven't let you down after receiving the Sacred Royal Medallion from you. I return to my sect victorious."

"Excellent, excellent!" The Pill Emperor beamed with pride, but his smile soon faded into a sigh. "You must be aware of the trials our Pill Emperor Hall has faced. Our current circumstances can only be described as 'miserable.'"

A cold glint flashed in Jun Yu's eyes as he approached the demon sword, his expression turning icy. With a sudden burst of astral light, his constellation manifested, and he leaped onto the demon sword, attempting to pull it from the ground. However, the sword remained firmly rooted, emitting a prolonged, reluctant sound, as though it were steadfastly refusing to be drawn.

"It overestimates itself," Jun Yu sneered with disdain. His constellation in the sky shone even brighter as a cascade of astral energy descended upon him. A forceful energy sealed the sword, causing it to quiver violently.

A terrifying phenomenon materialized in the heavens, marked by dragon roars, phoenix cries, and the image of a great roc soaring at the ceiling of the heavens. Thunder and lightning filled the sky as Jun Yu harnessed the power of his constellation to envelop the demon sword. Gradually, the unusual phenomenon subsided, and the sword returned to its tranquil state.

Jun Yu flickered back to the ground, exclaiming, "This sword is truly extraordinary."

The members of the Pill Emperor Hall nodded in agreement, well aware of the demon sword's exceptional nature.

As Jun Yu spoke, a sigh emanated from the sword, but only he could hear it.

However, thousands of miles away, the primordial great roc felt a tremor in its soul. An ancient sigh resounded in its mind.

"Who are you?" Qin Wentian inquired silently.

"I don't even know who I am. I only remember being a Sky Sovereign Roc, and I resented that the heavens were too restrictive," the archaic voice responded mournfully.

Qin Wentian was startled by this revelation. The Sky Sovereign Roc had resented the heavens for their limitations? The demon sword was its embodiment?

Despite being over ten thousand miles apart, the demon sword's voice reverberated in Qin Wentian's mind.

"The Demonic Divinity Sacrificial Transformation is reversible," the voice declared, sending shivers down Qin Wentian's spine. The Demonic Divinity Sacrificial Transformation could be undone?