The Supreme Martial Arts Master in the World of Nine

[Ding! Congratulations, host, your physique has broken through 500 points, you have undergone your ninth transformation, and have obtained the extraordinary phenomenon [Ten Thousand Dragons Paying Homage]]

"A second anomaly?!"

Zhao Yi was overjoyed, and his face lit up with excitement.

Although he hadn't expected that this transformation would require a full 500 points of physique, Zhao Yi was still incredibly excited to receive the second extraordinary phenomenon.

He had already experienced the power of the extraordinary phenomenon.

boom!

In an instant, the world changed color.

Behind Zhao Yi, the void trembled, and dragon roars echoed.

Countless phantom images of real dragons emerged from the void.

Five-clawed golden dragon, Azure dragon, Yinglong, Holy dragon...

Various lifelike dragons surrounded Zhao Yi.

Densely packed, blotting out the sky!

These phantom dragons all knelt down before Zhao Yi.

The dragon's might is vast and powerful, suppressing all demons!

"The phenomenon of ten thousand dragons paying homage seems to have a natural restraint on evil spirits!"

Zhao Yi immediately understood.

It seems that the effects of the phenomena vary!

The rising moon over the sea is most adept at breaking through barriers, while this phenomenon of ten thousand dragons paying homage is used to suppress evil spirits.

"Has A-Yi awakened another extraordinary phenomenon?!"

Uncle Nine was stunned when he saw this.

This is a legendary phenomenon!

Zhao Yi awakening one was already astonishing, but it hasn't been long since then, and he has awakened another one.

Moreover, it seems even more extraordinary.

"Just who are these little insects from the Dragon Kingdom?!"

The evil god's expression also changed drastically.

He could feel that the dragon might emanating from the phantom of ten thousand dragons had a strong restraining effect on his demonic energy.

Under the dragon's might, his power was suppressed by at least 30%!

"Break it!"

Zhao Yi let out a low shout and threw a punch.

This punch, imbued with the power of ten thousand dragons, was unstoppable.

boom!

The force of the fist collided with the light of the blade, producing a deafening roar.

This time, the blade shattered.

The force of the punch was unstoppable, heading straight for the evil god.

"No--"

The evil god screamed in terror and fought back with all his might.

But the force of that punch was too strong; he simply couldn't withstand it.

boom!

The force of the punch struck the evil god, sending him flying backward.

It crashed heavily to the ground, creating a huge crater.

"Who...who are you...?"

The evil god lay in the pit, his body cracked, his demonic energy dissipating.

His eyes were filled with resentment and fear.

"The one who'll take your life!"

Zhao Yi strode forward and delivered another powerful punch.

This punch was delivered with full force.

boom!

The evil god's body exploded on the spot, turning into countless black specks of light.

The Demon Blade Night Cry shattered into pieces, and the vengeful spirit within it was finally released, dissipating as specks of light.

[Ding! The host has cleansed himself of sins and gained 500 strands of merit!]

A notification sound rang out.

"Five hundred strands of merit?!"

Zhao Yi was also taken aback.

But thinking about it, it makes sense. This evil god has existed for hundreds of years, absorbing countless amounts of blood and resentment.

Five hundred strands of merit are considered a small amount.

"Ah Yi, are you alright?"

Uncle Nine arrived at this time and asked with concern.

"It's alright, Master. I've already destroyed that evil god."

Zhao Yi grinned and concealed his aura.

The phantom of ten thousand dragons dissipated, and the bright moon over the blue sea slowly disappeared.

Everything returned to calm.

"Good! Good! Good!"

Uncle Jiu looked at Zhao Yi with eyes full of satisfaction and pride.

The best thing he ever did in his life was taking Zhao Yi as his apprentice.

"Master, what should we do with those Dragon-Binding Nails?"

Zhao Yi pointed to the nine wooden pillars on the blood-red altar and asked.

"I'll handle it!"

Uncle Nine took a deep breath and strode to the altar.

He held a peach wood sword, stepped out in the Seven Stars style, and began to perform a secret technique.

Amidst the tremors of magical power, black mist began to emerge from the nine Dragon-Binding Nails.

Those black wisps were the vengeful spirits trapped in the nails.

Uncle Nine pointed his sword, and a beam of golden light shot out, disappearing into a dragon-trapping nail.

Click!

Cracks appeared on the dragon-trapping nail.

More black energy surged out, transforming into countless vengeful ghostly phantoms that let out mournful screams.

"Gentlemen, your revenge has been achieved. Rest in peace!"

Uncle Nine said in a deep voice, brandishing his peach wood sword, which enveloped all the vengeful spirits in golden light.

Bathed in golden light, the vengeful spirits gradually lost their pain, which was replaced by peace.

They bowed to Uncle Nine and Zhao Yi, then turned into specks of light and disappeared.

It's obvious that they've gone to the underworld for reincarnation.

Click, click, click—

The nine dragon-trapping nails shattered one after another, turning into dust.

The crimson altar began to collapse, and the hundreds of heads were finally laid to rest.

"call--"

Uncle Nine let out a long breath and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

He was also somewhat tired from continuously using the secret technique.

"Master, these Japanese devils are truly despicable!"

A hint of killing intent flashed in Zhao Yi's eyes.

"One day, I'll go to Japan and wipe out these vermin!"

"That day will come!"

Uncle Nine patted Zhao Yi on the shoulder and said in a deep voice.

"Um!"

Zhao Yi nodded.

He opened the properties panel to view the changes in himself.

[Host] Zhao Yi

Lifespan: 20/450 (years)

[Level] LV.3 (155/300)

[Constitution] 719 (5 for an average adult male)

[Bone Structure] 1 (Average value for an average adult male)

[Soul] 6 (5 for a normal adult male)

[Comprehension] 1 (Average value for an average adult male)

"Physical constitution has reached 719 points!"

A hint of excitement flashed in Zhao Yi's eyes.

"And they live for 450 years!"

This was truly a bumper harvest!

"Let's go back to the Tie family first. The magic weapon hasn't been finished yet," Uncle Nine said.

"good!"

Zhao Yi summoned the Heavenly Dao Divine Weapon, got into a rickshaw with Uncle Jiu, and headed towards Shijia Town.

On the rickshaw, Zhao Yi looked at the system panel and secretly made plans in his mind.

"There are still 500 strands of merit left, enough for 125 draws."

"And I still need 145 more draws to reach level 4."

"Well, I don't want to level up so quickly, otherwise I'll need even more merit points later."

Zhao Yi thought to himself.

"However, will I continue to awaken unusual phenomena in the future?"

He was increasingly looking forward to what kind of extraordinary phenomenon would awaken when his physique broke through 1000 points.

After all, he had discovered that each phenomenon seemed to have a different effect.

I wonder if there are any unusual phenomena that enhance comprehension.

......

When they returned to the Tie family,

The sky was already beginning to lighten.

When Tie San saw the two return, he quickly went to greet them.

"Ah Jiu, how's it going? Did you find the bandits?"

"Found it, it's all resolved."

Uncle Nine nodded and briefly recounted what had happened.

The trio was dumbfounded.

He never expected that Zhao Yi could even defeat an evil god.

"My junior apprentice is truly a genius!" Tie San couldn't help but exclaim.

"Uncle Tie, you flatter me!" Zhao Yi smiled modestly.

"Nephew, it will take a few more days for your magic weapon to be finished," Tie San said.

"Just stay here for the next few days and feel free to ask if you need anything."

"Then I'll have to trouble you, Uncle Tie!"

Zhao Yi clasped his hands in thanks.

For the next few days, Zhao Yi stayed at the Tie family's house.

During the day, he practiced the Heavenly Dao Mountain-Pushing Palm and the Little Maoshan Sword Technique; at night, he studied the Maoshan True Fire Manual.

Occasionally, I would consult Uncle Nine about some Taoist matters.

Although his comprehension and natural talent are average, he excels in diligence.

With Uncle Nine's careful guidance, he has made considerable progress.

Meanwhile, Uncle Nine was busy contacting fellow disciples of the Maoshan lineage throughout Guangdong Province to spread the news of the bandits' annihilation.

Upon hearing the news, his fellow disciples sent him congratulatory gifts.

For a time, the Tie family was bustling with activity.

Seven days passed in the blink of an eye.

Early that morning, Tie San excitedly went to find Zhao Yi.

"Nephew, your magical artifact is finished!"