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Seeing Jixin transform again, sprouting two pairs of purple wings from his back, Six-Eared Macaque now truly felt that he had underestimated the warriors of the Myriad Spirits Realm. It seemed that Jixin was not only a formidable body cultivator, but he must also possess some special ability to transform. However, Six-Eared Macaque was not overly surprised; instead, he was somewhat excited.

Ever since he had become the Nine Patterns Supreme, he had not truly unleashed his full power, especially after absorbing so many mysterious crystals in this strange world known as the Sand Realm, Six-Eared Macaque no longer knew to what extent his strength had improved.

After all, he had never encountered the power of the essential earth before, and what kind of enhancement it could provide to him was still unknown.

Still, Six-Eared Macaque was very clear that in his current state of armor transformation, he was probably only exhibiting one-third of his strength. Although he could feel most of his power still dormant within him, he did not know how to awaken that part of his strength.

Thus, when Jixin was once again struck by his Crimson Blood Roaming Dragon Staff and sent crashing beneath the sand dunes, Six-Eared Macaque suddenly experienced a desire for liberation. This was a feeling of being oppressed, bound, and even sealed. Suddenly frozen in mid-air, Six-Eared Macaque was momentarily perplexed by the origin of this feeling.
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Deep in his heart, it seemed that a voice was calling out to him, incessantly repeating a phrase, "Remove the armor, find release!"

At first, Six-Eared Macaque could suppress this seductive voice with reason, but as he focused all his attention on that voice inside, Jixin, who had been pounded into the dunes by Six-Eared Macaque's staff, suddenly soared into the sky, rushed in front of Six-Eared Macaque, and delivered a vicious punch to Six-Eared Macaque's jaw.

The punch was solid. Six-Eared Macaque was sent flying backward, while Jixin did not pursue him. Floating in mid-air, Jixin began to move his limbs, seemingly unaccustomed to the newfound power. The punch was immensely powerful, and the fist was wrapped in a layer of purple-red runes, which nearly shattered Six-Eared Macaque's jaw.

Despite this, the punch made Six-Eared Macaque dizzy, and the intense pain radiating from his jaw momentarily distracted his mind. In that moment of distraction, the voice that had been barely suppressed took over Six-Eared Macaque's consciousness.

As a result, Six-Eared Macaque, who was being thrown backward, suddenly opened his blood-red eyes, and his fangs began to grow, stretching beyond his mouth like a pair of daggers. With his eyes now open, Six-Eared Macaque's body suddenly shifted downward, kicking in the void to nullify the impact of the punch.

Once he had stabilized his form, Six-Eared Macaque suddenly knelt mid-air and gave a fierce howl to the heavens, a cry filled with extreme frustration and yearning for freedom. Soon after the howl subsided, Six-Eared Macaque grabbed the helmet on his head with both hands, using his arms to tear it into countless pieces.

As the helmet shattered to pieces, an unprovoked violent aura surged from Six-Eared Macaque's body, his hair turning blood red in an instant. His six ears grew slightly larger, and each ear began to show blood-red lines similar to those on Jixin's body.

At that moment, Jixin, who was adjusting his state in mid-air, let out a muffled shout and flew backward. Looking back at where Six-Eared Macaque had been, he was no longer there, reappearing suddenly where Jixin had just been.

But now, Six-Eared Macaque seemed enveloped in a very sinister aura; if one didn't look at his appearance but instead sensed with Divine Sense, he had completely transformed into someone else.

And at this moment, Jixin was beyond shocked, not for any other reason but because he had sensed a power similar to his own Innate Purple Pattern on the body of Six-Eared Macaque, except that Six-Eared Macaque's red patterns were many levels higher than Jixin's.

This mystical rune, with purple as the lowest rank and most primitive state, would gradually turn faint red after countless years of cultivation, enlightenment, and continuous integration and tempering. And the intertwining red and purple patterns on Jixin's body were those same purple patterns in the midst of slowly changing into faint red ones.

Once evolved into faint red, it could perhaps become deep red after eons of cultivation, which was the exact color found on the ears of Six-Eared Macaque at this moment. Therefore, when Jixin felt that familiar power emanating from Six-Eared Macaque and saw the red patterns on his six ears, he was truly stunned.

Certainly, this was just a monkey demon from the Netherworld World, how could it possibly possess the runes that only a legitimate heir from Myriad Spirits Realm would have, and to make matters even more inconceivable, the runes were of the highest level—deep red.

To his knowledge, it seemed that only the Domain Lord of Myriad Spirits Realm, with the help of the World Suppressing Stele, had successfully evolved all his runes to deep red. Aside from him, there was no one else.

Who was this being with six ears, after all? Could it be that he was related to the Domain Lord? At this thought, Jixin's will to fight had already dissipated.

Aside from the possibility that Six-Eared Macaque might have some secret connection with the Domain Lord or even the Myriad Spirits Realm, the deep red pattern alone was causing a suppression over his own purple pattern, rendering him unable to attack and even instilling in him a desire to submit.

This was a form of suppression from a higher being, a complete dominance of the deep red pattern over the purple pattern. Under such circumstances, fighting any further had become impossible, and he had no confidence that he could escape with his life from this person. But no matter how little confidence he had, he couldn't give up.

No matter the cost, he had to convey this urgent message to the Domain Lord of Myriad Spirits Realm.

The arrival of this person, he felt, was no accident. Jixin, who knew very well about the origins of these patterns, had barely thought about it before realizing just how shocking this matter really was.

So when Six-Eared Macaque had once again blasted him into the sand dunes with a punch, Jixin was prepared to use his final Forbidden Move, despite having no confidence that he could make it out alive.

Just then, a giant hand suddenly appeared in the sky, crossing immense distances in the blink of an eye to grab Six-Eared Macaque. As Six-Eared Macaque was about to resist, a deep purple three-legged cauldron appeared above his head, and under a misty, purple glow like fog, Six-Eared Macaque was knocked unconscious.

After Six-Eared Macaque had lost consciousness, the deep red pattern on his ears slowly retreated, and the two sharp fangs on his mouth gradually retracted, while the violent aura emanating from his body became weaker until it finally disappeared. At that moment, a helmet identical to the one Six-Eared Macaque had torn before flew out of the purple cauldron and settled on Six-Eared Macaque's head.

Once the helmet was in place, the armor on his body seemed to come to life and throbbed three times like a heartbeat before gradually merging into Six-Eared Macaque's body. This entire spectacle left Jixin dumbfounded.

Standing in the crater he had created, he tried to fly out, but soon felt his eyes grow heavy, and before he knew what was happening, he lay back on the sand and drifted off into a deep sleep.

At that moment, a square rift resembling a door suddenly appeared in space, and a person slowly stepped out. After this person emerged, he flicked a finger toward Jixin, and Jixin's body vanished. Then he turned his gaze to Six-Eared Macaque, looked at him for a long while, and said, "It seems that you have finally begun to awaken, which really hasn't been easy.

However, we'll need to disguise you well, otherwise it could be quite troublesome if discovered!"