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Chapter 278 277. The Crazy Heavenly Guards, Nine Yins and Nine Yangs (7.6K words - long chapter, please subscribe)
The purple sky and the sea of ​​suffering are endless, like a turbid gray mirror. The wisps of turbidity are all demons or underworld beings, wandering and searching.
From time to time, you can see gray rain falling from the sky. That is the powerful demon that is thrown down, the demon that falls from the universe.

When these demons pass through the fourth layer, they may encounter a huge gravitational pull similar to the "star field vortex", and thus come to the so-called "fifth layer", the bitter sea of ​​Zixiaotian, and turn into rain.

Every drop of rain is at least at the peak of the Divine Transformation Realm, and is at least as powerful as the Fire Dragon.

They spent a lot of effort to elevate themselves to the pinnacle level of the world, looking down on the world, but here, they are just at the bottom.

Tick ​​tock!

Another drop of "rain" fell on the sea of ​​suffering, and what emerged was a human-shaped skeleton with eyes burning with karmic fire.

This is a demon in the Xuanhuang realm that was formed by combining with a certain god of heaven and earth and the life of the underworld. He is known as the Karma Fire Demon Luo.

"Where is this?"

The Fire Demon glanced around, a thoughtful look in his eyes, and his mind and soul began to communicate rapidly.

"I have never heard of such a place below the fourth layer of the Sea of ​​Bitterness."

"Could it be that it was caught in the vortex of the star field?"

"It is possible that according to legend, the star field vortex can forcibly pull people into the nine heavens, but I have never heard of such a thing in the sea of ​​suffering."

"Never mind. We still don't know much. Maybe there have always been some in the sea of ​​suffering, but we just don't know about it. Let's explore the surroundings first. This higher-level world must have more powerful life energy. This is also our opportunity."

The Karma Fire Demon began to explore. It met many of its kind that "could not devour each other" and also learned that this was most likely the Purple Sky Heaven, the first day of the Nine Heavens. They chose to cooperate.

They hunt weaker counterparts of the same "sequence" in the Sea of ​​Bitterness, devour them and become stronger, while at the same time searching for the entrance to the "Tumor Realm".

They have become very skilled at invading the world, plundering the world, and devouring all living things through the "tumor realm".

Adventure after adventure, escape after escape, fight after fight made them stronger and stronger, until one day they came to an area they had never set foot in before.

That is the blue sea.

In the gray sea of ​​suffering, this little bit of blue is like a sparkling gem.

Before seeing it, no demon could have imagined that there was such a place in the sea of ​​suffering.

Neither can Karma Fire Mara.

It and its companions subconsciously felt that there was an opportunity here, so they came to the edge of the blue sea, swept their spiritual sense far away, and then saw an incredible scene.

On the azure blue sea, a figure was sitting under a red flower that looked like the sunset glow of underworld fire, with his eyes closed, calm and motionless.

The moment Karma Fire Demon saw the figure, the figure raised his hand, and a big hand fell from the void.

"escape!"

The Fire Demon shouted.

It still has confidence. It runs away at an extremely fast speed and can escape thousands of miles in just a moment.

However, it soon found that it could not move. It was miraculously locked in place, and the world around it became completely unfamiliar.
The figure picked up the Fire Demon and its companions like picking up flowers, decomposed them in an instant, turned them into demon bodies, made a wish, and gave them to Xiaobai's hand.

The sea water became a little bluer again.

Song Yan withdrew his hand.

He is already very proficient in the power of the four realms of Xuanhuang.

The boundary between false gods and true gods is really very clear.

When he covers the target with his power, everything about the target is "frozen" because the environment they are in has completely changed and the rules they rely on have also been completely overturned.

The arrival of the power of the true realm means the arrival of "a world where one is the only true God."

Song Yan used the hand that had killed many demons to tidy up the hair of the little girl beside him.

The pale girl, who looked like a porcelain doll, leaned against his side, pouting and muttering, "So stupid, so stupid, I'm really so stupid."

Song Yan shook his head and smiled: "This is not stupid."

Po Xu Yu Zhuang said: "That is very stupid."

Song Yan said: "I'll tell you the reason."

Po Xu Yu Zhuang immediately sat up straight and listened attentively.

Song Yan said: "If you have spent a hundred thousand years or even hundreds of thousands of years to comprehend, but still haven't comprehended the natal talisman, and haven't broken through the Xuanhuang realm, then you are stupid.

But now, you have spent hundreds of millions of years in total.

I haven't understood it in hundreds of millions of years, but I haven't stopped moving forward. I have gained something every time and gained some insights. I just can't understand the complete natal talisman. This can only mean one thing."

He looked at Xiao Yuzhuang gently, stroked her neatly combed hair, and said, "If you want to pick a flower, just bend down, it only takes a few breaths; but if you want to pick the stars in the sky, you need to persevere."

Po Xu Yu Zhuang seemed to understand and asked, "Are the stars what I want to pick?"

Ever since Song Yan saw the "Gate of the Underworld" and encountered a great crisis when he was drawing it himself, he had vaguely guessed what Po Xu Yuzhuang's natal talisman was and why it was so difficult to comprehend.

That is the word "hou".

It is "Earth Talisman - Hou".

Poxu Yuzhuang, who is the "Spirit of the Five Elements of the Underworld", can be said to be a legitimate member of the "Hou Clan".

It is obviously much more difficult to understand the saint's words through one's own strength than to be influenced by the saint forcibly, but the consequences are still unpredictable.

After a little thought, Song Yan decided to tell Poxu Yuzhuang about the "Three Realms Forbidden Scripture" and the dangers therein.

Immediately, he said, "If you want to give up, then just stay with me and don't practice anymore."

After thinking for a moment, he smiled again and said, "In fact, if it were me, I might have given up."

Po Xu Yu Zhuang thought for a long time and asked, "Daddy, is it possible that I have been possessed by that bad guy called Hou Sheng?"

Song Yan wanted to say, "The Later Sage is not actually a bad person," but he felt that this might not make sense to a child, so he nodded.

Po Xu Yu Zhuang nodded in realization, then thought for a long time and continued to ask: "Is it possible for me to possess the power of that big bad guy?"

Song Yan felt that "a person who has spent hundreds of millions of years to comprehend the natal talisman has not yet been qualified to touch the edge of a saint, so he nodded again.

Po Xu Yu Zhuang said: "Then I will continue to comprehend!"

The "father and daughter" looked at each other quietly.

Song Yan stroked her hair and said, "You don't have to live for others."

Po Xu Yu Zhuang's thoughts were discovered, and she murmured: "Mother"

Song Yan paused for a moment because his words were blocked.

He wanted to tell the little tree, "Cao Yuzhuang is not your mother at all. She doesn't even know you. After knowing you occupied her body, her emotions towards you are only fear and disgust. You are just too immersed in the role", but he couldn't say these words, because he could see from Poxu Yuzhuang's current appearance how deeply she was bound to this body and to this relationship.

It can be said that since its birth, it has been "alive" through the ups and downs of life relying on this emotion and bond, and has been working hard and never giving up.

"father"

Poxu Yuzhuang's voice was trembling a little.

Song Yan hummed heavily, carefully protecting the child's dream, and then said: "Mother, he is not an outsider."

"Ok!"

Poxu Yuzhuang nodded happily, then sat cross-legged beside Song Yan and continued to try to comprehend the word that seemed impossible to understand forever.

"What is the True Realm?"

Ning Yunmiao and the Han sisters also began to prepare for breaking through the four realms of Xuanhuang, so they would often sit beside Song Yan and ask some questions.

Song Yan said: "This is the world you and I live in."

He thought for a moment and continued, "We live in this world, even if we have comprehended our natal talisman and natal realm, we cannot change certain rules.

For example, the Sea of ​​Bitterness is a place where one can strip away great obsessions. Once a creature in the Sea of ​​Bitterness wants to go out, a tumor will form, and the wounds of the tumor will gradually become a curse.

For another example, even if we have supernatural powers and created the world, did we really create it? It is just that after we have reached a certain level, the world gave us an opportunity.

The same is true for the realm of world spirits.

No matter how we practice, we cannot break through the rules set for us by this world.

Once the world is completely drained of its mysterious energy, our spells and powers will disappear as well."

"But the True Realm won't."

"After you comprehend the True Realm, you will have your own Taiyin and Taiyang that are completely your own. Even if there is no trace of Xuanqi in the outside world, as long as your True Realm is not affected, you can continue to cast spells."

"The True Realm is completely integrated with the Divine Soul, like this."

As Song Yan spoke, his mind moved and his soul suddenly began to grow larger.

The soul and the true realm are connected together.

Therefore, the release of the true realm is the release of the soul, and its shape can change as one wishes. It can expand into a sphere or be narrowed into a line.

As he grew bigger, the surrounding sea of ​​suffering disappeared.

If the "Sea of ​​Bitterness" is likened to a painting, then the expanded Song Yan at this time is another painting.

When one painting covers another, it obscures the original scenery and everything that was originally there.

And the original scenery, everything original, will be dominated by the new "painting".

However, the true domain that a person can expand is limited, because after reaching this level, the cultivator will realize that to some extent "this huge world is also a true domain", just like ants and star dragons can be classified as "living things".

At this moment, Ning Yunmiao and the Han sisters were all shrouded in Song Yan's true domain.

Song Yan said: "Try to use magic."

Ning Yunmiao, Han Weizi, and Han Lingzi immediately tried to perform their magic, but they were soon surprised to find that they could not even perform simple sword-controlling, object-controlling, or even simple spells that a little guy in the Profound Realm could perform.

Song Yan's mind moved, and he said, "Try again."

The three women tried again, and this time they found that everything was fine.

Ning Yunmiao said with emotion: "Grandpa actually asked me to try before, but I didn't expect that Junior Brother has already broken through this level. This is only the early stage of the Xuanhuang Four Realms. If it is the middle or late stage, I don't know what it will be like."

After reaching the early stage of the fourth realm of Xuanhuang, Song Yan had already read the cultivation methods for the middle stage.

The initial stage of the four realms is called True Fire, which is to take the True Fire of the Moon and the Sun to give birth to the True Realm.

The middle stage is called the Real World.
The record in Tianqi Sword Art is quite clear: this state is also known as "Four Impossibilities".

It cannot be known, it cannot be expressed in words, it cannot be seen, it cannot be thought.

The opportunity lies within the Nine Heavens, and what is required is the "Chaos Technique", but this technique can only be obtained and learned by oneself, and it is impossible to tell it to a second person, and even after realizing it, one will completely forget it.

At this time, Song Yan's external incarnation had passed through the tumor realm and stood on the land of Zixiaotian. Although it was only in the late stage of the realm of the realm spirit, it was connected to Song Yan's true realm.

The huge sun blocked out nearly one-third of the sky, and the golden sunlight fell from the sky like a waterfall of fire. This was the true yang light that could easily burn those in the Realm of Spirits to death.

Song Yan had obtained a fragment of the Zixiao Tianyu map when he killed a cultivator named Tu Jue. On the fragment was marked a place called "Nantianmen", and that place still had the positioning divine consciousness.

This kind of positioning divine mark will not disappear unless the local area is completely destroyed.
And in a place like Zixiaotian, the presence of the positioning consciousness often means that the "treasures of the immortals in the past" are still there.

But it was too far away and Song Yan was too unfamiliar with this land.

After obtaining the "right to walk on the ground", he planned to "take a walk" first.

The "true domain membrane" around his external incarnation was compressed very tightly, but fortunately his walking speed was not restricted much.

He began to move quickly.

Soon, he came to a ruined palace that his spiritual sense could detect.

The moment he saw the palace, Song Yan was truly stunned.

Because not only was there a strong mysterious energy blowing towards him, but the palace was also intact, so intact that it looked as if there had been no fighting at all.
The palace sat there quietly, with the three words "Tianwei Palace" floating on the plaque.

In the fields on the side, the fairy flowers and herbs that no one planted were actually growing wildly. Some brown vine-like fairy plants had even climbed up most of the walls of the fairy palace, spreading out like small hands, creating a sense of ancient silence.

Even Ning Yunmiao had never told him this.

According to the information Ning Yunmiao knew, many parts of Zixiaotian were broken, but it was obvious that there were also intact parts.

Song Yan stood in front of the deserted fairy palace, feeling a strange sense of absurdity.

He couldn't help but wonder: 'What on earth happened to turn the top of the Nine Heavens into this state?'

He continued walking forward and entered the hall.

The main hall was dead silent.

It was so quiet that everyone could hear their own heartbeat.

A beating heart usually means the person is still alive.

Anyone who walks on the peak of the Nine Heavens, which was once the most glorious and even invincible, and witnesses its doomsday, will be thankful to be alive.

Even Song Yan's nerves were already tense.

Suddenly, he heard a slight sound.

His arrival triggered this ancient temple.

His spiritual consciousness followed the sound, passed through the halls and rooms, and in an instant landed in a distant, dilapidated side hall.

The hall was very strange, because half of it had completely disappeared, so completely that even the cuts of the bricks and tiles were smooth. And next to the smooth bricks and tiles, a half-withered old man was sitting hunched over.

The old man's skin was cracked like the dry earth, and the sound came from his body.

At the moment when Song Yan's spiritual sense completely swept over the old man, the old man suddenly opened one eye, his cloudy and lifeless eyes were extremely horrifying, and then the old man suddenly disappeared from the spot.

Bang! !

Song Yan reacted extremely quickly, raising his fist covered with the True Realm Membrane to block.

There was a loud bang and a shock, but there was no aftermath at all.

Because this is a pure collision of true domains.

Song Yan was knocked out.

The huge power of the true domain coming from the opposite side almost tore the line connecting him to his clone.

"Jie"

The half old man stood on one foot and one hand, with a greedy look on half of his face.

"Why did the senior suddenly take action? We can talk about it first."

Song Yan spoke casually, trash talk that went in one ear and out the other.

He just hoped that the other party would listen to him, so that he could learn more information, or continue to deceive them and then take the opportunity to launch a sneak attack.

The old man did not answer and disappeared again.
Song Yan's eyes became sharp and his body suddenly twisted.

The next moment, the old man appeared in front of him, half of his mouth opened, and bit Song Yan's neck from behind. Song Yan twisted his body and turned almost in an instant, and punched the old man's head heavily with his right fist wrapped in the power of the true realm.

The collision between the true domains turned into a simple contest of power.

The old man was knocked flying, but he was hovering in the air, and then pounced on Song Yan like a violent storm.

If it were at the realm spirit level, there would be no need to go through so much trouble, because the power of the true realm would instantly dominate them and kill them like ants.

While dealing with the old man's heavy attacks, Song Yan slowly retreated out of the palace.

And at this moment, his pupils suddenly contracted.

Because he saw the afterimage become real.

The old man suddenly split into two, becoming two real old men, one of whom directly bit off the "real domain connection" between him and his clone.

Whoosh!
He quickly retracted the connection and also cut off all contact with the clone.

Everything should have ended, but suddenly, the figure sitting on the blue sea of ​​suffering suddenly opened his eyes, covered the sky with one hand, and acted almost in a "stream of consciousness" manner, pressing towards the direction of the tumor realm with great determination.

Boom boom boom! !

The series of tumor realms began to break apart.

"Jie Jie"

The separated half of the old man was following the line and drilling in quickly. In almost an instant, he destroyed all the tumors and blew them into pieces.

Above the sea of ​​suffering, half of a terrifying giant face suddenly appeared in the sky, like a giant overlooking the ant garden.

The wrinkles on his face were as deep as those in the deep mountain valleys, and there were tumors, warts, and festering wounds everywhere. His protruding teeth were still intact. His cloudy eyes did not change expression when they stared at the various demons in the sea of ​​suffering, but the demons were already trembling with fear.

The giant face quickly noticed the man and several women under the tree on the other side, and instantly revealed an expression of wild greed and impatience.

"This palm strike will definitely kill you."

Song Yan's voice was calm.

His hand had already grabbed the face. An invisible force belonging to Saint Wa was pinching the old man together with him, measuring the gap between the two, and then making up for the part that Song Yan "was not able to kill with one palm".

Song Yan clenched his five fingers, dragged hard, and squeezed!
Bang! ! !
The half old man was directly crushed into a ball of minced meat by him, his true domain was destroyed, and a destructive and scorching high temperature erupted, but he was bumped left and right in Song Yan's palm and could not get out.

In a flash, the old man died!
Song Yan glanced at the price that Xiaobai took away.

Not much.

The difference in strength between him and the old man was not that big, or in other words, the old man was not as strong as him. It was just that he had not figured out the old man's strange move of "splitting into two".

So, the hand that had just killed the old man suddenly went out along the tumor passage that had not yet completely healed.

The demons originally thought about escaping quickly when they saw the space connecting the Sea of ​​Bitterness and the outside world was broken, but now they saw the huge hand whizzing towards them and they dodged to the side like ants.

boom!
Boom boom boom! !

Song Yan reached out.

When dealing with his enemies, he never had the habit of just stopping at the right time.

The hand shrank rapidly in the sunlight.

But Song Yan's spiritual sense had already swept over the half of the old man that was gnawing at his incarnation.

Song Yan was extremely surprised, because this old man and the old man just now were obviously separated from the same body, but why were their powers exactly the same!
But it's still surprising.

Come and don't go indecent.

In order to reduce the contact area with the sunlight, he changed his palm into a fist and smashed it towards the old man.

The indifferent voice said word by word: "This punch will definitely kill."

In the void, the fist fell with a bang, and a layer of faint paleness appeared on the fist, as if the small white hand of Saint Nuwa was overlapping with his hand.

boom! !

The half-body old man who is gnawing on his clone, die!
The price paid this time was extremely high, but for Song Yan, who was in the sea of ​​suffering and had endless scapegoats, it was still acceptable.

He withdrew his hand and looked again at the remains of the old man that he had crushed in the sea of ​​suffering.

a moment
He thought to himself: "Use this as a resource for cultivation."

Information appears: [The corpse of a mad soldier cannot be used for cultivation]

The next moment, the body of this monster called "Mad Soldier" turned into ashes.
Han Weizi was originally thinking about whether she could go on an adventure with her husband. After all, anyone who stayed in seclusion for so many years without going anywhere would get bored. But when she saw the monster, she was shocked and asked, "Her husband, what is that?"

Song Yan said calmly: "Crazy soldier."

After that, he looked at Ning Yunmiao again and asked, "Sister, do you know more information?"

After a while.
Ning Yunmiao had already told many of the details he knew, and then concluded: "Mad Soldier, Mad General, Mad Marquis, Mad Emperor, Mad Saint. These are the monsters that exist in the Nine Heavens in legend."

"I heard from my grandfather and some seniors in the Sword Palace that the Purple Sky Heaven is actually very big, even bigger than the universe. Although we, the spiritual cultivators of our generation, can travel tens of thousands of miles in one step and step across a certain piece of heaven and earth in one step, if we want to take a walk in the Purple Sky Heaven, I am afraid it will take many years, maybe tens of millions of years, maybe hundreds of millions, billions, tens of billions of years, or even forever."

"The world here is not like the starry sky, but a flat land that stretches as far as the eye can see. The sun rises in the east and sets in the west, and the moon does the same. However, when you walk here, you should have seen countless pavilions and towers, countless immortal palaces and forces. Now, there are only collapsed buildings."

"Grandpa also said that there might not be just one great world, but many. These many great worlds are all connected to the Nine Heavens.

Jiutian is the only one, and for Jiutian, the strong men from the universe coming here are just like coming from the lower world to the upper world. Therefore, this place is huge, extremely complex, and full of dangers. "

“Let’s not talk about the Mad Saint for now, but the Mad Soldier, Mad General, Mad Marquis, and even the Mad Emperor are probably all strong men from the Nine Heavens, or even from the Great Thousand Worlds who came here.”

Song Yan said: "Then Senior Gu Mohan's last wish to save the bitter sea is as difficult as ascending to heaven, isn't it?"

You should know that the place where he fell was just the sea of ​​suffering corresponding to his universe.
If there were many other worlds, he could not imagine how difficult this sea of ​​suffering would be.

He looked at the whirlpool in front of him. The fragrance of flowers was paving the way downwards, piercing deeper and deeper into the eighth day's sea of ​​suffering.

The brief battle gave him a glimpse into the attack of the "Four Realms of Xuanhuang".

'Since this is a competition of the true domain, then.'

"Naturally, the more moons and suns, the better."

Song Yan sat upright for a moment, and gathered the scapegoat with the Ten Thousand Aspects Demon Body again. Then he stretched out his hand and reached out along the tumor realm to the outside world. He spoke word by word: "This grab will definitely grab a trace of the Sun's True Fire for my safe cultivation."

In a blink of an eye, twenty years passed.

Song Yan tried countless methods, but he found that "nine" was the limit.

There are nine yin and nine yang in his body, totaling eighteen true fires.

But this is already the limit.

Don't get me wrong.

Each of the eighteen true fires of the Nine Yin and Nine Yang is not just "a strand of true fire", but a "strand of big true fire" formed by the melting of "ten strands of small true fires".

In other words, Song Yan absorbed one hundred and eighty small true fires, and two small true fires were enough to allow a person in the late third realm of Xuanhuang to break through to the fourth realm.

Song Yan sent another clone to explore the Tianwei Palace again through the real domain connection.

As he went deeper, the rustling sound was heard again.

His spiritual sense swept over three quarters of the withered old woman, and the old woman disappeared suddenly like the madman before.

Song Yan sensed it for a moment, and his clone swung his elbow backwards casually.

Boom!
boom!
The old woman was like a piece of soft tofu that hit a hard rock, shattered in an instant, and turned into ashes after falling far away.

"So that's how it is. The more true fire that is fused, the stronger the power will be." Song Yan seemed to understand.

He moved on.

patter
There was the sound of pebbles rolling down, and then a black shadow suddenly appeared in front of him and pounced towards him ferociously. It was another mad soldier.

Song Yan had no expression on his face. He raised his right hand slightly, and his five fingers were like iron pliers, tightly grasping the mad soldier's head. He exerted force with his arm suddenly.
boom!
The mad soldier's head exploded like a melon, and black and turbid matter splattered everywhere. The body, which had lost its head, still maintained its forward posture, and then fell to the ground with a bang, and soon turned into ashes along with the shattered head.

Song Yan looked at his hands.

It takes three hundred thousand years to digest two small strands of true fire.

It would take six hundred thousand years to fuse ten strands of small true fire into a big true fire.

In fact, the process of integration will be accompanied by failure.

In general, he failed only tens of millions of times.
In this way, excluding the time of failure and retreat, he pushed his own state to the extreme, which took him a total of 37.8 million years.

He didn't know how long it would take others to cultivate to this level.

He just followed and implemented the principle of "developing thoroughly, digesting everything that can be digested, and then exploring new areas."

Just as he was thinking about it, another crazy soldier pounced on Song Yan's left shoulder from the side.

Song Yan slightly tilted his body, swung his right hand, and instantly grabbed the crazy soldier's neck. His left hand went around from the bottom and grabbed his waist and abdomen, and his arms pulled to the sides fiercely like hungry dragons fighting for food.

scoff!

The mad soldier's body was torn into two pieces like a rag, and his rotten organs were scattered all over the ground.

Song Yan glanced at the torn body and realized something in his mind: "If we compare strength in the true realm, then I have super strength."

He moved on.

As we went deeper, another crazy soldier pounced on us.

There seem to be quite a few of these things in the Tianwei Hall.

This time, Song Yan did not kill him directly, but dodged.

Soon, the crazy soldier shook and turned into two.

This scene made Song Yan narrow his eyes.

He didn't understand the reason at all.

It happened so suddenly and inexplicably. One turned into two, and the two actually had the same strength. This doesn't make sense at all.

Two crazy soldiers began to attack him.

He watched patiently and continued to dodge with his great strength.

After a while, the two crazy soldiers saw that they could not defeat him, and suddenly merged into one again.

call! !

Song Yan suddenly turned his head, but he was a little surprised when he felt the force passing by his ear.

"Becoming stronger?"

"It only takes a moment, and once you turn into two, and then combine them, you'll be stronger?"

'this'

Song Yan was not in a hurry to kill this crazy soldier. He was too unfamiliar with this land, so he might as well take advantage of this crazy soldier from the Tianwei Palace to take a look.

After an incense stick of time, the crazy soldier just attacked but did not split into two again.

Song Yan dragged the crazy soldier and fought for another half an hour. After making sure that the opponent would not or could not use that strange method of splitting himself again, he suddenly swung his fist and hit the enemy's head. The enemy fell down like a dog eating shit.

Song Yan raised his foot again and stepped down.

It was as if countless divine peaks were collapsing in the clouds.

boom!
The mad soldier's body was forcibly trampled into the hall, his body shattered, his organs exploded, leaving only a twisted hand that was still twitching slightly, and it soon turned into ashes.

(End of this chapter)