The burial pit was so big that Tang Yin had not yet entered the mysterious area at the core for three days.

Of course, Tang Yin's failure to go to the core area was not all because of the vast area of the Burial God Pit, but also because the closer to the core area, the stronger the demon beast became.

Although Tang Yin had already mastered the secret of the Key of Time, he couldn't compete with those powerful fourth- and fifth-level demon beasts, after all, there was also a limit to the number of times the 'Time Rewinding Time' could be used.

After three consecutive days of continuous testing, Tang Yin finally came to an accurate conclusion, that is, the 'time rewind' can only be used at most three times a day, and each time the span is one breath time.

The so-called breathing time is the time it takes for an ordinary adult man to take a breath. This is a very small unit of measurement of time, so small that it can sometimes be negligible.

In the face of high-level demon beasts with super defensive capabilities, even if he could turn back time for a breath, Tang Yin had no way to take the other party. After all, the gap in strength can be leveled out at this time.

Of course, if he faces an opponent whose strength is equal to his own or not too different, then this breath of time is enough to determine the ownership of victory.

At noon on the fourth day, Tang Yin finally walked into the most mysterious core area of the Burial God Pit.

Different from the scene imagined by Tang Yin, there are no demon beasts entrenched, no poisonous miasma pervasive, only ancient trees towering to the sky, and a hundred flowers competing for beauty.

There was silence all around, so quiet that Tang Yin could only hear his heartbeat.

Still, terrible still!

Tang Yin never thought that quietness could make people so timid.

It hurts, it hurts my heart!

The closer Tang Yin got to the voice in his heart, the more his heart hurt like a needle.

Alone, in an unknown place, facing an unknown existence, a fourteen-year-old boy, even if he has the memory of two lives, still begins to breed fear in his heart.

Tang Yin panicked and began to be a little overwhelmed; Tang Yin's heart was so confused that he wanted to flee this area immediately. However, it was already too late, as he suddenly saw a beating 'flame'.

The 'flame' is not really a flame, but a blooming fire lotus, ninety-nine eighty-one crystal jade petals, forming a basin-sized lotus platform, in the center of which sits a human-shaped phantom.

The 'phantom' was like an old man over the age of six, and like a candle flame that could be blown out by the wind at any time. For some reason, when Tang Yin looked at the phantom, he had an inexplicable feeling of wanting to get close to the past.

It feels like seeing relatives and elders that I am familiar with. But Tang Yin can swear to the sky that he has never seen that illusory old man, whether in his past life or in this life.

Tang Yin's gaze continued to move down, and he found that the flame-like bewitching lotus flower was actually rooted in a dry corpse.

How can this situation not be terrifying?

The bewitching lotus, the void ghost, the weird dried corpse, Tang Yin's scalp seemed to explode, the hairs on his body stood up, and the little heart beat at an accelerated pace!

Thump!

Thump!

Thump!

……

Everything is quiet, only the rhythm of Tang Yin's heartbeat! However, at this moment, another heartbeat suddenly joined in, which frightened Tang Yin's body again.

Strike~~

Open~~

The sudden heartbeat was very weak, so weak that it was even negligible, but Tang Yin could swear that he must not have had auditory hallucinations.

That choppy heartbeat came from the dried corpse on the ground!

"He's not dead yet!" Tang Yin looked at the dried corpse on the ground in surprise, and found that the other party was skinny, as if there was only a piece of skin left.

"That's, that dress is ......"

When Tang Yin's gaze fell on the clothes of the 'dried corpse', he was suddenly stunned, and his heart was inexplicably colic, and tears blurred his eyes in an instant.

The 'dry corpse''s clothes were already in tatters, but he could still recognize them at a glance, and the workmanship of the clothes was exactly the same as the clothes he was wearing.

The clothes Tang Yin wore were all hand-sewn by his mother Lin Wanyue, and they have never changed in the past 14 years.

To put it mildly, as long as it is Lin Wanyue's clothes, even if it turns into ashes, Tang Yin will recognize it.

Of course, this is not to say how good Lin Wanyue's knitting girl is, but because Lin Wanyue has an unprecedented obsession in this matter.

As we mentioned earlier, Lin Wanyue was born in the Dongmen Lin family of the Dragon Sparrow Empire's five major cultivation times, and she is the youngest daughter of the head of the family, Lin Batian, who can be said to be loved by thousands of people, not to mention knitting women, it is laundry and cooking, and she has never done it before she got married.

But after becoming a wife and mother, Lin Wanyue was extremely domineering and let her husband and son only wear clothes made by her.

Therefore, Tang Yin categorically would not admit his mistake at this moment, the fragments of clothes on the ground were from Lin Wanyue's hand, and the identity of the dried corpse was obviously about to come out.

However, Tang Yin couldn't believe that his father, who had been missing for eight years, could become like this!

"Impossible!"

Tang Yin held his head in both hands, as if he was crazy.

"Impossible!"

"Absolutely impossible!"

"It can't be true!"

Tang Yin didn't want to believe it, and he didn't dare to believe it, but the facts were right in front of him, this 'dry corpse' on the ground was not Tang Tian, who had been missing for eight years, who else could it be?

Kneeling next to the 'dry corpse', Tang couldn't cry, tears rained down.

In Tang Yin's memory, his father Tang Tian was a graceful and majestic man, and the 'dry corpse' in front of him, with deep eye sockets and misplaced facial features, and wrinkled skin without a trace of blood, except for a faint heartbeat, there was no place like a living person.

"Father, is it really you?"

Tang Yin cried for a long time before he had the courage to stretch out his hand to the 'dried corpse'.

He didn't lose his mind because of anger, and he didn't spread his anger on the bewitching fire lotus that grew on Tang Tian's body, because Tang Yin wasn't sure what the consequences would be if he did that.

At least my father still has a heartbeat, which is not the worst outcome in Tang Yin's opinion. In his previous life, Tang Yin had never experienced family affection and love, so he cherished his relatives in this life even more.

"That's right, he's your father!"

Suddenly, that mysterious voice appeared in Tang Yin's heart again, and this time it was so clear, as if the two were talking face to face.

"Who the hell are you?"

Tang Yin finally couldn't bear it anymore, his father, who had been missing for many years, was in front of him, and the end was still so miserable, it was impossible for him not to be moved.

"As you can see, the old man is sitting right in front of you."

The voice sounded again, but this time it was not in Tang Yin's heart, but from the center of the lotus platform in front of him.

"Is that you?"

Tang Yin looked at the phantom in the center of the lotus platform in astonishment, and although he already had some kind of idea in his heart, he couldn't help but be surprised.

Tang Yin's face became gloomy, no matter what the other party was, just because he made his father look like this, he was his Tang Yin's mortal enemy!

"Old man Tang Long, maybe you should have heard of this name!"

On the lotus platform, the phantom suddenly opened its eyes.

"What?"

"Tang Long?"

"You said you were Tang Long Ancestor?"

Tang Yin couldn't believe his ears, and felt that it must be the wrong way to open the copy.

Tang Long Ancestor was a figure more than 3,000 years ago, and legend has it that the sword had already shattered the void and left the Spirit Sword Continent, how could he still stay in the Spirit Sword Continent?

"It should be good."

The phantom looked at Tang Yin, sighed helplessly, and said, "Otherwise, it would be impossible for your father and son to have a soul blood bond with the old man, let alone find it here!" ”

"What the hell is going on?"

Tang Yin has never experienced such a strange thing in his two lives, and it is impossible to completely believe the identity of the other party just because of the other party's words.

At least, before the other party could reasonably explain why Tang Tian had become like this, Tang Yin would never be able to believe that the soul old man on the lotus platform was Tang Long, the legendary ancestor of the Tang family.

"Countless years ago, the old man comprehended the law of time, and his cultivation was thorough, but because he later discovered a secret, it was related to the secret of the entire Spirit Sword Continent. It is precisely because of this secret that there is no hiding place for the old man in heaven and on earth! ”

"Ten years ago, the Heavenly Fire Demon Lotus matured, and the last wisp of divine soul that the old man left in the Spirit Sword Continent awakened, but this wisp of divine soul has already lost itself in the long years."

"Eight years ago, the arrival of your father awakened the memory of the old man with the blood of the descendants of the Tang family. And today, you are here again, maybe this is fate, and it is also the best destination for the old man's soul! ”

Listening to Tang Long's narration, Tang Yin fell into confusion again.

Countless years ago, what kind of secret did Tang Long Ancestor discover, so that a strong man like him could no longer have a place in heaven and earth?

If the illusory shadow in front of him was a broken divine soul, did it mean that the real Tang Long Ancestor had already died?

Tang Long was confused, as if his faith had collapsed, and he fell into endless darkness, unable to see the light again!