Shen Xuan's heart stirred, and he asked, "Senior Ziyun, you're going to undergo transformation?"
"What's so good about that!"
In Shen Xuan's view, the Great Demon Ziyun had cultivated for several thousand years, refined the Spirit Pivot, finally reaching Tier Three Perfection, and could now assault Tier Four, remold its Dao Body, and take on human form.
"What's good about it!"
The Great Demon Ziyun said coldly.
Shen Xuan was taken aback, then asked in a low voice, "Senior Ziyun, in crossing the Lightning Tribulation of Transformation, how much confidence do you have?"
The Great Demon Ziyun sighed and said, "Shen Xuan, to tell you the truth, I don't even have a ten percent chance!"
"I am of grass and wood, and fear thunder and heavenly fire the most."
"I've dragged it out for so many years, but I can't drag it out any longer!"
Shen Xuan fell into thought.
For a demon of grass and wood to transform, it was indeed extremely difficult.
