Available experience: -25000-50000-100000-200000
It took Yang Qian 375000 experience points to max out the Nine-Faced Transformation Technique. Only then did he realize that this technique was not simple and was worth so many experience points.

[Congratulations! The art of transformation is mysterious and infinite. Although it is not a magical power, it is close to it. After your hard work, you have finally completed the "Nine-face Transformation Art". From now on, you are familiar with the nine transformations and can use them freely. ]

Nine changes. This was something Yang Qian had never thought of before.

And the changes were not just in appearance, but from the inside out. What was used was actually the mystery of the basic structure of the immortal body.

However, this art of transformation is the same as supernatural powers and auxiliary cultivation methods. Practicing it will not increase your cultivation level.

But Yang Qian felt that the hundreds of thousands of experience points were well spent. His profound energy was deceptive in itself, and with this method of transformation, he at least didn't have to worry about being easily seen through by anyone.

After getting familiar with it, Yang Qian thought about it and turned into a wolf demon. He was nearly ten feet tall, with shiny black fur, muscular body, and full of explosive power. There was a diamond-shaped white spot between his eyebrows.

"how?"

"The Immortal's ability is so terrifying! Little demon, I admire you so much!" Zeng Sanming was really scared. It was true that he was trying to survive, but he didn't expect that when he handed over a transformation spell, he was just trying to please the other party, but he didn't expect that the other party could use it in just a few blinks! ?
What the hell is wrong with this guy?!
Zeng Sanming had lived for more than 3,000 years, and had never seen such an outrageous talent. He was clearly a beginner, but he could master it in just a few blinks? Did he really think it was a kid's trick?
But with the facts before him, Zeng Sanming could only nod in shock and answer, "Great Immortal, you are so powerful! This wolf demon has a well-proportioned body and a wild and bloodthirsty aura. It is exactly the same as those wolf demon cultivators I have seen.

Hey, of course, it would be better if you had a bit more fierceness and murderous intent in your eyes. Wolf tribe demon cultivators have always been known for their bloodthirstiness and brutality. The more unreasonable you are, the less likely people will suspect you. "

"Is there such a saying?"

"I dare not deceive the Immortal, every word I say is true!"

Yang Qian tried to make himself look more ferocious and brutal according to Zeng Sanming's advice. After trying it repeatedly, he did not feel much change. Instead, Zeng Sanming applauded and said that there were no flaws left.

"Let's go to a more lively place now. You lead the way. Don't play tricks. The sword will in your body can't be too far away from me. Otherwise, without my control, they will wreak havoc and your life will be in danger."

"Don't worry, Immortal, I won't joke with my life." Zeng Sanming felt miserable, but he looked honest. To be honest, he knew he couldn't escape, so he just lived one day at a time and saw if he could find a way to escape. At least for now, it seemed that the monster-like killing god in front of him had no intention of killing him.

"If you want to join in the fun, you can actually go to the Western Heaven Realm. Zhongnan City over there is celebrating the Ten Thousand Races Festival soon, and it is the most lively place in the past hundred years."

"The Festival of All Races? Are the demon cultivators so peaceful?"

Yang Qian felt that the name of the Ten Thousand Races Festival was outrageous. In his opinion, it was normal for demon cultivators to kill each other due to their nature. Often, one race would fight another to the death.

Now that we have reached the middle domain, all races have reached reconciliation?

"Hey, what the Immortal said is true. Although we demon cultivators have our own grudges, we are generally quite harmonious. There are very few fights and killings.

Firstly, the demons were not allowed to kill each other. Secondly, before the demons ascended to immortality, they were kept as medicine cauldrons by the Heavenly Palace and the Void Spirit Clan. Their situation was extremely miserable. If it weren't for their unity, they would have survived until now. Naturally, they all understood that killing each other was not a good idea.

In fact, the Ten Thousand Races Festival was initiated by several demon immortals thousands of years ago, just to give all demon cultivators a chance to turn hostility into friendship.

Let's have more exchanges." Upon hearing this, Yang Qian immediately looked at the mink in front of him with new eyes and said, "You are a very knowledgeable person!"

"Hehe, Immortal, thank you for your praise. It's just a little bit of hearsay. I'm sorry to make you laugh."

"Let's go to the South City in the Western Heaven Realm you mentioned!"

Zeng Sanming agreed when he heard it, and then when Yang Qian did not take any action, he took out his own magical tool for traveling: the Star Shuttle.

Yang Qian also found two of these magical weapons from the storage bags of the two demon cultivators he had killed before, but he had not yet had time to refine them, so he did not know what they were used for. Now that he saw Zeng Sanming using them, he realized that they were probably used for traveling.

Sure enough, after stepping into the Star Shuttle, there was a long-distance teleportation. In Zeng Sanming's words, this was a "great teleportation".

The True Immortal Realm cannot perform a large teleportation, mainly because the distance that the divine consciousness can extend in the middle is too short. The place that is passed is just an area the size of an eye mucus in the middle domain.

Even if one reaches the Heavenly Immortal Realm, the situation is not much better, as the divine consciousness is still unable to move over extremely long distances.

Only when you reach the Golden Immortal realm can you use the Great Teleportation Technique.

Before that, he had to rely on the Star Shuttle to move over long distances. Every time he used the Star Shuttle, a large amount of immortal energy would be consumed, which was also a considerable consumption for Zeng Sanming. So he didn't dare to move too far at once, but divided the entire journey into five times, each with a certain interval so that he could take the time to recover.

Yang Qian calculated the time. It was almost four days later when Zeng Sanming, looking a little tired, finally arrived near Zhongnan City in the Western Heaven Realm while operating the Star Shuttle.

"My Lord, have you decided on a name?"

"Just call me Yang Qian."

"Hey, fine, I'll call you Master Yang." After a pause, Zeng Sanming put away the Star Shuttle and pointed to a place in the distance that was faintly emitting light. He said, "Master Yang, that's Zhongnan City. It's the Ten Thousand Races Festival right now. Are you just here to take a stroll? Or do you have something else you want to do?"

"Just take a stroll first."

"Okay! Then let's go. We can't use the Star Shuttle when we get close to the Void City. Otherwise, it will be shot down by the patrolling demon fairies."

A moment later, Yang Qian followed Zeng Sanming and moved several times before stepping into Zhongnan City.

When Yang Qian got off the Star Shuttle, he discovered the biggest difference here. That was that there were more people, no, there were more monsters.

One star shuttle after another left and reappeared, coming and going in an endless stream. Many of the demon cultivators were between the celestial immortal and the golden immortal, and the demonic aura on their bodies alone made Yang Qian subconsciously tense.

His intuition told him that with his current means, it was basically impossible for him to cross a major realm and kill his opponent.

So it is better to be cautious. (End of this chapter)