In a flash, Yuan Ming suddenly moved. His footsteps twirling, his figure spinning and twisting, his fists flailing wildly; gusts of wind burst forth from his body, densely pounding towards the three men.

The blade of the Ghost Blade Shura swept through, and in the moment it crossed with the gusts, it was diverted to one side. The flames of the Demon Flame Shura, were even more torn apart by the gusts, scattering in all directions.

Almost instantly, the aura around Yuan Ming had completely transformed.

The gusts, as if alive, swirled constantly around his body, flipping and flying up and down, blocking every attack from the three men.

Hua Zhi originally wanted to help, but upon seeing this scene, she immediately retreated to the corner and frowned as she watched.

Seeing that the remaining Ghost Blade, Demon Flame, and the other three could do nothing to Yuan Ming, the two Ghost Howls Shura stopped paying attention to Hua Zhi and joined the battle as well.

Each held a black double-pronged fork in their hands, attacking Yuan Ming while simultaneously emitting piercing shrieks, continuously trying to assault Yuan Ming's Divine Soul.

However, at this moment, Yuan Ming's Divine Thought was entirely focused on sensing their movements; every tiny bit, every single motion, vividly presented before his eyes.

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh"

His fists roared through the air, shadows billowing like clouds; imperceptibly, the Shared Life Realm had enveloped the five Shuras attacking him.

No matter how high their spiritual intelligence, those five Shuras could not perceive it.

Gradually, Yuan Ming's shadow of fists grew denser, the gusts stronger, and his Fist Intent more refined, reaching the state where no one else existed to him, completely engrossed in his own world.

It was as if he himself was a raging Black Wind storm, and those five Shuras were merely grains of sand caught up in his storm, controlled entirely at his whim.

The attacks of the five Shuras got faster and more frantic, not by their own volition, but unconsciously driven by Yuan Ming.

But no matter how intense their attack, not once could they touch Yuan Ming.

"My lord has become so powerful!" Hua Zhi exclaimed upon witnessing this scene.

But then, the entire underground hall suddenly shook violently, the ground abruptly sinking downward, and an array of purple-black rose abruptly from the ground, countless black tendrils emerging and reaching for Yuan Ming and Hua Zhi.

Hua Zhi was startled; she had previously probed underground with her roots and vines and had noticed nothing unusual, yet she hadn't anticipated this Array's sudden emergence.

At that moment, an elderly Black Robed Elder, followed by a dozen Black Robed Cultivators, suddenly ran out from another passage.

He held a round Array Plate in his hands, operating it with a grave expression.

Hua Zhi hastily dodged the black tendrils, trying to move forward to assist Yuan Ming, but was forced to retreat step by step by the dense tendrils, the dozen Black Robed Cultivators also moving up to block her, preventing her from advancing.

Yuan Ming, immersed in the realm of Shared Life, did not react at first. His ankle was caught by a black tendril, causing his movement to falter, and the storm-like shadow of his fists and gusts were also disrupted.

In an instant, countless black tendrils surged crazily, seizing this opportunity to wrap around Yuan Ming's entire body, binding him layer upon layer like a rice dumpling, leaving only half of his body exposed.

"Kill him," the Black Robed Elder did not waste words, his command a chilling murmur.

The five Shuras did not hesitate at all, all furiously attacking Yuan Ming, who was immediately submerged in various assaults.

Unable to swing his fists, claws and blades, steel forks, ghost wails, and intense Demon Flames all hammered down on him, yet he seemed totally unaware, his eyes still tightly shut.

Gradually, various wounds began to appear on his body, and black Demon Flames burned on his skin. Even with the vitality of the Undying Tree supporting constant repair, it ultimately couldn't keep up with the frantic attacks of the five Shuras.

But just then, Yuan Ming's eyes suddenly snapped open.

The shackles that had been imprisoning him were finally undone at that moment.

From Yuan Ming's Dantian, a surge of intensely hot Power of the Sun burst forth, like a torch at the source, in an instant, igniting all the acupoints on his body.

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Yuan Ming felt himself burning up, not ignited by external Demon Flames, but a True Fire born from within, burning in his body.

His blood boiling, his body immensely hot, his temples throbbing like war drums, pounding with "thud, thud" sounds.

The Body of Wanxiang, was now!

Yuan Ming suddenly stood up, his body bursting forth with streaks of blood-colored flames striking the black tendrils that bound him.

The black tendrils touched the blood-colored flames and quickly disintegrated, like insignificant threads, easily torn apart, completely unable to bind him even slightly.

The attacks of the five Shuras were also blocked by the spouting Blood Flames.

Flames ignited in Yuan Ming's eyes as the Body Cultivation Methods and martial arts he had learned in the past flickered through his Sea of Consciousness like a montage, the blood light rapidly expanding, forming a Blood-colored Giant Elephant ten meters tall behind him.

He stepped forward, and the Blood-colored Giant Elephant swung its long trunk, as if to roar towards the sky, then lifted its legs high and stomped towards the two Demon Flame Shuras ahead.

With a thunderous roar, the entire underground hall shook violently.

Blood burst beneath the feet of the Blood-colored Giant Elephant, and the two Demon Flame Shuras shattered even more completely than those killed by a Vajra.

The remaining three Shuras, upon seeing this, didn't hesitate and quickly fled in all directions.

The Ghost Blade Shura, who had just run a few steps, found a figure enveloped in Blood Flames suddenly flash in front of him.

Yuan Ming grinned, stepped forward with a bow stance, and hurled a fist at him.

Immediately, a Blood-colored Giant Elephant charged out from behind him, smashing the Ghost Blade Shura into pieces.

The two Ghost Howl Shuras, seeing Yuan Ming catching up and unable to escape, turned around, tore off their masks, and revealed two somewhat similar, sallow and gaunt faces.

Then, they both opened their mouths, the upper and lower jaws stretching exaggeratedly, distorting and deforming their entire faces as they emitted a sharp, heart-wrenching scream from deep within their throats.

In an instant, two waves of sound, like tangible sharp knives, tried to pierce Yuan Ming's eardrums and tear apart his Divine Soul.

However, Yuan Ming, now a Body of Wanxiang, possessed no small resistance to such attacks, and his Divine Soul was immensely powerful. After only a brief moment of dizziness and headache, he quickly endured it.

As soon as the sharp sound waves weakened slightly, Yuan Ming used the Demon Elephant Flying Crossing movement technique and rushed in front of the two men, his iron fists simultaneously smashing into their chests.

The bodies of the two Ghost Howl Shuras exploded instantly, with flesh and blood spraying everywhere.

Under the strong impact, the entire underground hall shook violently, and spider-web-like cracks quickly spread across the ceiling and walls.

The Late-stage Nascent Soul elder, seeing this, became extremely panicked.

He didn't dare linger there any longer, shouted an order, sending a group of subordinates to attack Yuan Ming while he himself turned and dashed toward an entrance of a passage.

The Black Robed Cultivators, though terrified, dared not defy the elder's commands and all reluctantly charged at Yuan Ming.

Yuan Ming, immersed in the joy of just having ascended to the Body of Wanxiang, felt as if he had endless energy.

Suddenly he turned, opened his mouth, and let out a roar.

"Roar..."

As he opened his mouth, an enormous head of a Blood-colored Giant Elephant also emerged behind him, raising its trunk and mimicking the roar.

The massive sound wave surged out, containing not only an incredibly powerful sonic wave but also Yuan Ming's Divine Soul Power. It instantly exploded in the cave like a thunderous boom from the Nine Heavens.

The relatively enclosed underground cave, acting like a natural megaphone, amplified Yuan Ming's voice tenfold. Under the relentless assault of the rolling sound waves, the Black Robed Cultivators were flung to the ground, fresh blood oozing from their eyes, ears, mouth, and nose, and they fainted.

The Black Robed Elder, who had just escaped into that passageway, was overtaken by the penetrating sound wave in the suddenly narrow passage. His Divine Soul violently shook and, unable to withstand it, he too collapsed.

"Master... Master..." Hua Zhi staggered over, clearly also somewhat affected.

Before she could finish speaking, a loud "boom" suddenly came from above.

The ceiling, unable to withstand the impact, collapsed.

Rocks and dust mixed together and fell en masse, pressing downward.

Yuan Ming, seeing this, grabbed Hua Zhi, flashed into the entrance where the Black Robed Elder was, and hurriedly picked up the elder by the back of his collar, running forward.

The sounds of the collapsing tunnel continued to come from behind, and billowing dust charged through the passage toward them.

Yuan Ming, carrying the two, ran a great distance before finally escaping the collapsed area.

By then, Hua Zhi had recovered, looking at the tunnel blocked with rocks behind them and then at her master, she joyfully said,

"Master, did you break through to the Body of Wanxiang?"

"Hmm, are you hurt?" Yuan Ming nodded and asked.

"No, I didn't take any action, I just got a bit dizzy from your sound wave earlier," Hua Zhi chuckled.

"Good, stay on guard here while I take care of something," Yuan Ming said.

"Okay," Hua Zhi immediately responded.

Yuan Ming didn't say more, and leading her, he found an empty secret room, raised his hand to set up an Array Plate, concealing their presence.

Then, Yuan Ming's body manifested wood patterns, his body elongated, soon showing the form of an Undying Tree. Hanging vines quickly wrapped around the Black Robed Elder, dragging him up and suspending him upside down.

About two hours later, a large cocoon hanging from the Undying Tree, amid a series of "crack" sounds, split open.

The figure of the Black Robed Elder fell down from it, crashing to the ground.

But he quickly got up, his gaze vacant and expression wooden, standing still nearby without any intention of fleeing.

By his side, Yuan Ming's body shrank back and resumed human form. He directly commanded the newly refined Tree Puppet,

"There is an area deep underground enveloped in strict forbidden restraints. Now, take me there."