Chapter 443

Chapter 443: Transformation

"My young friend, do I look like a god or an immortal?"

As Ji Yang stood in a daze, the elder asked again, gradually closing the distance between them.

Facing the elder’s question, Ji Yang did not rush to answer; instead, he quietly surveyed his surroundings, a hint of contemplation appearing in his eyes.

"My young friend, do I look like a god or an immortal?!"

Seeing Ji Yang remain silent, the elder’s voice grew increasingly urgent, and the friendly smile on his face slowly faded, replaced by a hint of crimson on his pure white robe.

As the elder’s questioning intensified, his pace towards Ji Yang quickened.

When he stood before Ji Yang, his appearance had changed dramatically; the previous kindness vanished, replaced by a fierce demeanor. His eyes now bore a ruthless look and a trace of murderous intent.

What was once a snow-white robe turned into a blood-red skin, and the duster transformed into a slender white bone.

Once in front of Ji Yang, blood seeped from the elder’s eyes, yet he leaned in closer, speaking in a low, raspy voice:

"My young friend, you see me…"

Ji Yang raised his hand to interrupt, calmly responding:

"Do you want to become a god or an immortal?"

Ji Yang’s words caused the murderous elder to pause, and the ferocity on his face instantly dissipated, the bone in his hand reverting back to the duster.

In just a moment, the elder returned to his original appearance, although a trace of confusion appeared on his face, as if no one had ever given him that answer.

However, before Ji Yang could feel happy about it, the elder’s expression quickly returned to normal, his gaze towards Ji Yang now carrying a strange smile:

"So, you are giving the choice to me?"

As Ji Yang furrowed his brow, the elder laughed heartily and then shouted at Ji Yang:

"Intruder, prepare to meet your death under the wrath of the immortal!"

With that, the elder’s body soared into the air, his presence surging dramatically, as vibrant clouds gathered around him, and brilliant light emanated from his figure, resembling a celestial being descended from the heavens.

But that was not all; as the elder lightly breathed out the word:

"Fire!"

With just that one word, countless bolts of heavenly fire rained down upon Ji Yang, the flames immensely powerful, igniting anything they touched like an insatiable curse that was hard to extinguish.

Faced with the descending heavenly fire, Ji Yang had to dodge left and right, not wanting to be scorched by it.

Seeing Ji Yang fleeing, the elder spoke again from above:

"Suppress!"

The moment the word fell, Ji Yang felt an overwhelming pressure around him, immobilizing both his body and primordial spirit.

This left Ji Yang somewhat shocked. Was this truly an immortal?

Before he could ponder further, the elder’s voice reached his ears:

"Hmph, the might of an immortal is beyond your understanding! Die, intruder!"

Realizing that his thoughts had been seen through, Ji Yang felt even more surprised and quietly began to operate the Huang Ting Dao Jing.

As Ji Yang’s body was held motionless, the elder uttered another word:

"Wind!"

In the next moment, countless spell attacks made of wind rushed towards Ji Yang.

Facing these numerous attacks, Ji Yang assessed his internal condition and softly murmured,

"Almost there."

Just as the spells were about to strike Ji Yang, a powerful force of lightning calamity suddenly erupted from within him.

The moment the power of lightning calamity dispersed, all the spells vanished into thin air.

Seeing that the spells were not as formidable as he had imagined, Ji Yang’s expression relaxed significantly.

What pleased him even more was that after expelling that last wave of lightning calamity, he had returned to peak condition, having already absorbed the other powers of lightning calamity with his divine abilities.

Among them, his right leg underwent the most transformation; after absorbing all the lightning calamity, the black hue had returned to its normal color.

Feeling an unprecedented surge of strength and a new realm, Ji Yang could hardly wait to experience it.

Then, Ji Yang directed his gaze towards the elder who claimed to be an immortal.

Although his recent attempt to buy time had failed, he was grateful that he had wasted quite a bit of time on the way here; otherwise, he might not be able to strike back now.

Despite the elder’s self-proclamation as an immortal, Ji Yang could sense that his strength was not very formidable.

Feeling the suppressing force surrounding him, Ji Yang’s body trembled, and the invisible shackles suddenly vanished. This oppressive power was far less unbearable than before, even somewhat weak.

The elder was visibly furious:

"Disobedient one, you shall face the consequences!"

Under the elder’s angry gaze, countless attacks surged from all directions, aiming to overwhelm Ji Yang.

Yet, Ji Yang, whose strength had long since been restored, regarded these attacks with indifference. He merely waved his hand, unleashing several waves of sword energy that extinguished all incoming attacks.

Seeing his efforts were in vain, the elder spoke again:

"My young friend, do I look like a god or a devil?"

"I see you as a fool!"

Ji Yang murmured, but the elder remained unfazed, continuing to speak for himself:

"Hmph, intruder, prepare to face the wrath of a god!"

With that, the elder’s form shifted once more, his snow-white robe transforming into golden battle armor, while the duster in his hand became a formidable spear, radiating golden light.

In the next moment, the elder charged at Ji Yang, spear in hand.

As the spear swung fiercely, a sharp intent cut towards Ji Yang.

The elder’s attack seemed to be slightly stronger than before.

Feeling the oncoming spear intent, Ji Yang thought to himself.

However, even this level of attack did not concern Ji Yang.

What intrigued Ji Yang even more was the elder himself.

He seemed capable of shifting between various forms and executing corresponding abilities, though these abilities were not overly powerful—at most, only at the late Void Refinement stage.

While that might suffice against ordinary cultivators, it was nowhere near enough to challenge him.

While Ji Yang dealt with the elder’s attacks, he surveyed the surrounding buildings, hoping to glean some information from them.

Seeing that his persistent attacks were ineffective, the elder spoke again:

"My young friend, do I look like a devil or a monster?"

Without waiting for Ji Yang’s response, the elder continued,

"Hmph, intruder, prepare to face the wrath of the devil!"

Listening to the elder’s muttering, Ji Yang shook his head slightly.

So rigid, far too rigid. He sensed that the elder did not resemble a living being.

After finishing his statement, the elder’s form changed once more, reverting to the same transformation from earlier.