Alienated Martial Arts.

Chapter 672 Nine Yin
Beyond the lost fragments, a small boat quietly appeared.

There is a man on the boat holding a paddle, his body bathed in golden light, showing a holy scene.

Under the boat, the chaotic monsters huddled together, and the outer demon thousand hands were trembling in them.

But when he saw the familiar figure in red clothes and robe, his face, distorted by fear, suddenly burst into tears, just like a frightened puppy who suddenly sees his owner.

"The captain is still alive?"

Wei Tao was actually a little hesitant for a moment.

His memory was very clear. The captain had died long ago. Both his soul and body had dissipated in the rippling waves.

This is absolutely true.

After all, he is no longer a green and inexperienced martial artist whose memory can be easily tampered with by external forces.

With his current realm and level, even if the Lord of the Era tried his best, it would be difficult to have an impact on his true spirit, especially when it comes to such a vivid past event as the captain's death. It is impossible for even the slightest mistake to occur.

But the person who appeared on the ship was clearly the captain.

He couldn't even find anything wrong with the Thousand Hands under the boat and those chaotic monsters.

Wei Tao took a deep breath and exhaled slowly, falling into deep thought.

Time passed little by little.

The Lord of Time and Space was not in a hurry. After releasing the small boat, he closed his eyes and went into deep meditation, with no intention of explaining at all.

Wei Tao once again recalled that long-lost memory, and after a moment his heart suddenly moved.

It was like a flash of lightning passing through my mind, instantly dispelling all doubts.

His memories are indeed real.

But what you hear may not be true, and what you see may not be true.

In addition, even all the perceptions at that time may have been problematic.

Until this moment, he was at a level much higher than before. He went back to study and analyze the problem and finally discovered details that he had never noticed before.

Wei Tao was silent for a moment, and a low sigh broke the long silence. "Looking back on the past, I have become curious about the plan of Senior Lord. I want to know what secrets are hidden inside the lost fragments, and what kind of connection there is with the boat I drove before."

"It is the best thing for me to be able to arouse Wei Daozi's interest."

The Master of Time and Space opened his eyes and smiled faintly, "However, if you want to gain a deeper understanding of the secrets hidden in the lost fragments, there is another more troublesome problem that needs to be properly resolved."

"What's the problem?" Wei Tao's eyes flickered and he turned to look at the dark red cocoon behind him.

The Lord of Time and Space said, "It is related to the true meaning of a certain holy spirit. At the end of the last era, the long river of time and space was born. During this cycle of life and death, it relied on the true spirit sealed in the lost fragments. It seemed to have undergone changes that even I could not understand, and it was also deeply entangled with the external objects at the core of the fragments. I tried many times before I fell into a deep sleep, but I did not find a perfect way to solve this mystery."

"If Senior Overlord can't crack it, how can I?"

"Wei Daozi was able to devour the Origin Net without getting lost, so he naturally has a greater grasp of the matter than I do."

Wei Tao did not comment on this, "What is the name of the true meaning of the Holy Spirit you mentioned?"

"Its name is Eclipse Nine Yins, it can also be called Nine Yins."

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The sacred beast Vermillion Bird flies across the sky with the wind, transforming into the scorching sun to illuminate the earth.

The lost land, which had been shrouded in cold darkness for a long time, finally welcomed the long-lost light and vitality.

But along with the Fiery Sun Vermillion Bird, there also appeared countless intertwining and winding "blood-colored pythons".

It can be seen with the naked eye that it occupies the entire sky, casting a golden red glow on the sky and the earth.

The scarlet threads were woven into a net, layer upon layer, forming a huge cocoon that covered and enveloped the lost land.

It was like an impenetrable barrier that blocked the sight of all living creatures. More importantly, it isolated the Lost Land from the approaching darkness, so that they did not have to face the terrifying oppressive feeling brought by the doomsday.

Silently, a breeze rose from the depths of the mountains, bringing with it an extremely strong smell of blood.

After a few breaths, there was a sudden strong wind, thunder and lightning, and the mountains in southern Xinjiang seemed to be in a prison of thunder.

Amidst the lightning that was as bright as day, the two large lakes began to violently turbulent and boil.

The lake surface is visibly rising.

In just a short period of time, it was already higher than the mountains in the distance.

The lake water created huge waves and turned into circular waterfalls flowing outward.

Countless creatures in the lake fell into the air and experienced what it felt like to fly in the last moment of their lives.

It was not until all the water in the lake disappeared that you could see that the bottom of the lake was actually a smooth surface like a mirror.

It was still blinking slowly, clearly a pair of huge eyes beyond ordinary people's imagination.

Two intertwined black and white rays of light shot out from it, illuminating the depths of the blood-red sky, but unable to truly penetrate out, as if everything was covered with a layer of obscure mask, and everything was like looking at flowers in the fog or the moon in the water.

As time went on, the owner of the eyes seemed a little angry and irritable.

The mountains throughout southern Xinjiang began to shake violently again.

Mountains of all sizes collapsed and countless rocks and trees rolled down, it was as terrifying as the end of the world.

Through the thick smoke and dust that blocked out the sky, one could vaguely see the emergence of a hideous body that almost penetrated the entire southern Xinjiang. It finally became a terrifying monster with a human face and a snake body, revealing its true form from an unknown depth in the underground space.

It stretched its body bit by bit, and every movement caused the entire mountains to shake violently; even ripples appeared in the void.

There was a soft click.

The slender toes tapped lightly and slowly landed on the edge of the already broken mountains in southern Xinjiang.

Silently, a slender and graceful figure emerged.

The woman was dressed in white, somewhere between existence and non-existence, like a banished immortal, showing her ethereal and ethereal appearance.

She seemed to have broken away from the lost fragments, and even existed in the cycle of birth, existence, destruction and emptiness.

"North of the Chishui River, there is a god named Jiuyin on Zhongshan Mountain. He has a human face and a red snake body. When he sees, it is day. When he closes his eyes, it is night. When he blows, it is winter. When he exhales, it is summer. He does not drink, eat, or rest..."

She frowned slightly and sighed softly, "When I was still in Xuanwu Sect, Teacher Feng Lu told me about the past of Southern Xinjiang. There is a legend among them that was left by the founder of our sect, saying that there are Nine Yins hidden in the south of Southern Xinjiang, and they will not appear unless the world is in turmoil.

After I rebelled against the sect, I also wandered around the mountains of southern Xinjiang for a long time. Even though I traveled through the territories of hundreds of tribes, I still couldn't find any clues or traces related to Jiuyin. I didn't expect that it would only reveal its true form from underground when disaster strikes and the world changes drastically."

Suddenly, Jiuyin raised his head high and let out a silent roar towards the sky.

Sun Xiyue's heart moved, and he looked up.

Her eyes suddenly fixed wherever she looked.

Because a giant blood-red python descended from the sky, broke through the dark red sky that seemed to be real, and pressed straight down towards the broken mountains below.

As if provoked, Jiuyin soared into the sky with a majestic momentum, rushing towards the strange blood light without retreating or giving in.

The two sides collided fiercely again and again, with such strength that even Sun Xiyue, who was watching the fight, was surprised and amazed.

She had to retreat a further distance to avoid the more intense collision between the Blood Python and Jiuyin.

Until the blood rain fell like a waterfall all over the sky, the long-lasting balance was finally broken.

The blood-colored giant python was blown to pieces and turned into food, being devoured by Jiuyin. It no longer had the terrifying and oppressive aura it had just had when it descended.

But in the next moment, Sun Xiyue narrowed his eyes suddenly and looked up at the dark red sky again.

One, two, three...

Above the surging blood-red clouds, she saw countless "giant pythons" falling from the sky, even weaving into a net in the sky, completely covering the entire southern Xinjiang ground in an instant.

(End of this chapter)