Chapter 1123: Dragon Transformation

“Wh-who are you?” The coffin shook violently with death energy strands oozing out.

The corpse inside couldn’t believe it - two of his peers have been refined into puppets? How could this youth accomplish something like this?

“I will never forgive the Yin World.” Feiyun said and gathered sacred energy in his palms, creating a yin-yang symbol.

The seal had a suffocating pressure as it traveled toward the coffin. This was a fifteenth-ranked spirit treasure, destroying other tablets and boulders nearby.

“You’re still wet behind the ears, brat!” Black tentacles came out of the coffin and formed their own seals to attack him.

They were strong enough to push away his yin-yang symbol but this didn’t scare Feiyun.

“Cosmic Seal.” He placed his palms together and a lotus with seventy-two petals appeared beneath his feet. A hallowed halo manifested into reality along with countless golden silkworms.

Though the seal was only the size of a palm, it had an immense presence and could lift up an entire world, let alone one coffin.

“Golden Silkworm Scripture! So you’re his disciple, keke, he ordered you to eliminate us?” The voice inside the coffin was filled with hatred, wanting to break free.

The seal pressed the coffin down to the ground and immobilized it.

“Does it matter?” Feiyun said.

“Haha, does he think one disciple can suppress me? He has truly underestimated me but I am grateful for his gift. Crescent Blade, break!”

A celestial ray pierced the seal in the blink of an eye. It had the shape of a crescent blade, similar to the scythe of a reaper.

Feiyun’s eyes narrowed as he felt the chilling sword energy approach, forcing him to stagger backward.

He summoned a shield but the blade still sent him flying. He rotated rapidly and stabilized himself on top of a tablet nearby with a wound on his face.

Death energy invaded the wound but his saint energy easily stopped it. This master of the Yin World was still so strong despite being imprisoned for more than ten thousand years.

If he had his original body and soul, Feiyun would need to run for his life right now. At his peak, he would be able to kill Feiyun with one slap.

“Whoosh!” The blade returned to the coffin while its master began absorbing the yin energy nearby.

Flesh began growing on the corpse, the same with his hair.

Feiyun couldn’t allow this to happen and summoned his Trinity Cauldron. It became gigantic and poured down a blinding inferno - looking like the sunset in this cemetery.

The chilling energy was being melted by the cauldron, freeing his friends in the process. However, since the change of state happened too quickly, they still couldn’t move right away.

“Boom!” Feiyun smashed the coffin with his cauldron.

The recovering corpse began withering again after being burned by the flames.

“Engulfing Corpse Energy!” The corpse’s power erupted in order to stop the cauldron.

This created an equilibrium between the two forces. Both sides’ energy was depleting at a shocking rate.

“Young man, your talent and cultivation are incredible. There is no point opposing me, we can become friends instead and I will propose for you to be a king of the Yin World.” King Chujiang has yet to fully recover so he thought that this was a foolish endeavor.

“Not interested. Hell Yama, Qilin Monarch.” Feiyun was struggling as well, only holding on due to his internal sacred energy.

The two puppets returned and stood to the sides of the coffin, attacking at the same time while also absorbing the yin energy from there.

The corpse began losing more energy, only having a thin layer of brown flesh left.

“Damn you, the successor of Fo Canzi can’t fight a one-on-one battle?! This is the way of Buddhism?!” He protested, a sign of his desperate situation.

“Fiends, obey my call, sword, slay all creation!” He chanted and gathered more death energy.

Wails from the coffin as if it was the origin of evil. Feiyun started turning pale and becoming dizzy. This was definitely a forbidden spell.

“Boom!” The coffin exploded and sent the trio flying.

The freed corpse finally absorbed the yin and ghastly energies in the air. His body grew at a rapid rate.

“Go!” Feiyun released his beast souls and grew a pair of phoenix wings.

He leaped forward and unleashed a 10,000-fold punch.

King Chujiang grew a third eye and retaliated by punching as well.

“Boom!” The two fists collided like two mountains, issuing a deafening blast. The cemetery exploded with corpses being reduced to pieces.

Dragon scales suddenly appeared around Feiyun along with two horns on his head. His eyes turned red like two rubies; his aura became ferocious and wild.

The turtle stared at the transforming Feiyun and said: “Is his blood awakening completely? A dragon transformation?”

“What are you talking about, Grandpa?” The fruit asked.

“From what I know, half-demons can hold either form after breaking the curse, human or demon. If he transforms into a dragon, he might be more monstrous than a regular dragon. I wonder what species he will be.” The turtle said with a serious expression while contemplating this issue.