What are the evil spirits crowd?
If the eight million gods with great divine blood are said to be the Yamato-ōji Clan who are exalted and aloof, then the Oni of Yami-zaka is a malevolent ghost living in the underworld.
People who have read the original work of "Dragon" know that the bloodline of Yamato-ōji Clan is obtained by direct contamination of Baoyang's blood, rather than being gradually stabilized through the cross-breeding generation by generation as with the bloodline of Heiygong.
Because of this, the bloodline of the original members of the Yamato-ōji Clan was not stable.
At the same time, they also obtained extremely powerful strength, of which the typical example is the three treasures of myth and legend - Amaterasu, Tengu, and Suina-no-mimi.
After the fall of Susanoo-no-mimi, the first generation of Susutane and Tengu jointly launched a world-ending ritual called Kakura and Shiva-dance, which immediately submerged the whole Utsukushima and the soon-to-be-awakened Baoyang into the sea.
How incredible it is that the great power belonging only to the Four Kings has been usurped by humans.
And this, is the powerful strength obtained after directly contaminating the blood of the White King.
As the great existence second only to the supreme deity in "Dragon" series, Baoyang occupies the highest noble spiritual element.
That is the gem at the very top of the pentagram, allowing Baoyang to freely control the power and authority of the other four corners.
Even if it has been weakened by interbreeding, it is still a disaster of national level, far inferior to the world-ending ritual of the four legitimate rulers.
However, the overly powerful bloodline also brought about great risks.
Because it is an impure bloodline passed down through generations of infection, the half-breeds of the Yamato-ōji Clan are extremely prone to falling into the state of the undead, which they refer to as ghosts.
Ghosts are oppressed and monitored by the family, but some have escaped the bonds of the family, even turning against their own noble and pure parents and siblings.
In the end, these surviving ghosts formed the Oni of Yami-zaka, monsters surviving in the treatment of Yamato-ōji Clan, the only purpose of existence, is to be enemies with these god who oppress them.
But beyond that, they have an even grander wish.
That is to find the place of divine burials, revive the great White Emperor, and then obtain a gift from him to evolve oneself into a pure-blooded dragon.
Now, they finally waited for this day, followed by their "Dragon King", fight against those who exiled their families, and finally head to the red place of divine burials to revive the gods there.
And from that day forward, they will become the new Dragon Race, sharing and mastering the entire world!
"Puchu!"
The Spider Switch quickly sheathed, like a crescent moon to chop off the head of a "Ghost" who was charging at him.
At the same time, Genjitsugu stared ahead with eyes as cold as ice at the shadowy figure wearing a mask, who was charging at the clan's brave young men without fear of death, ready to rip their bodies apart with his claws and teeth.
Stamping his right foot on the ground, almost in an instant, Genjitsugu triggered the "Emperor's Bone" within himself, causing his physical fitness to be directly elevated to a state close to that of a triple bloodline.
Then, with a thunderous roar, he burst out of over sixty meters, charging into the group of demons.
The next second, a gravity field far beyond the normal state enveloped the surroundings.
The ground was sinking and forming huge cracks, and in an instant, a depression about twenty square meters in size was formed. The demons inside were also compressed into meat patties, melting into one with the rocks and soil below.
Different from Wu Xian's simulated version using spiritual thought power, this is the genuine article: the [Kami-tsuchi: Wang Quan] (Divine Power: Sovereignty).
Once released, the pressure within this field is tens of times, or even hundreds of times more than normal weight, enough to shatter the bones of anyone within an instant and crush their bodies into the ground.
However, to use the Kami-tsuchi to this extent, the release will also have a significant consumption.
At least Genjitsugu was unable to use it as a regular attack. After using this move, he felt sudden waves of weakness throughout his body, unable to help but hit the sword on the ground and heavily panting.
But at this moment, a sound as intense as an avalanche echoed in front, followed by the sound of frantic running feet, as if thousands of horses were galloping.
Something has been opened.
It's the Red River of Souls, or perhaps……the Well of Coffins!
Genjitsugu's expression turned ugly instantly. He was squeezing out the last of his potential, slicing and killing the undaunted demons with his sword, but his gaze kept wandering as if searching for a single person among these ghosts.
A person who should have died long ago.
Finally, he saw.
In the overlapping mass of demons, a figure in a white kimono was moving in the opposite direction.
Suddenly turning his head, he smiled at Genjitsugu slightly, with his mouth slightly open.
Big brother, it's been a long time……
"Zikyu!!!!!"
Genjitsugu roared and charged towards the figure in the distance, his own adopted brother whom he had killed with his own hands.
But soon he was met with resistance, and a large number of ghosts still blocked his path.
This is not Tokyo, and the domain of [Counsel] cannot extend here. These ghosts had regained the power of the Kaitetsu, making them extremely difficult to deal with.
The most troublesome thing is that these ghosts are not afraid of death, because they know that the Dragon King who has accommodated them will soon be unified with the gods.
And when he becomes a god, he will undoubtedly revive them and bring them back to life as dragons!
"Get out! Get out! All of you, just get out!!"
Genjitsugu roared and tirelessly swung his double swords, but could only watch helplessly as the distance between him and that figure grew longer. He was about to forcefully use the power of the Kami-tsuchi, paying a significant price in order to dispose of these ghosts.
However, in the next second, he saw the ghosts suddenly stop moving, one by one crouching on the ground and emitting painful wails.
"Don't worry, big brother."
A soft laugh echoed from behind. Turning around, he saw Wu Xian and Hu Liyi, dressed in a Shinto maiden's outfit, slowly approaching. His eyes glowed with a golden flame-like light, exuding endless authority.
That was the most brilliant golden eyes Genjitsugu had ever seen, and also a symbol of pure and noble dragon bloodline.
"Do what you think is right, and about the rest..."
As he spoke, Wu Xian lifted his hand above his head and then slammed it down forcefully.
"Leave it to me."
Buzzing———————————
A visible ripple of waves surged through the air, followed by a more terrifying gravity crash that fell with great force, accurately hitting the members of the Yamato-ōji Clan and pressing all the ghosts within a hundred meters into paste.
Genjitsugu nodded and continued to chase the figure in front without hesitation. It wasn't long before he disappeared from everyone's sight, seemingly entering an unknown extra-dimensional space.
"Indeed, brothers controlling brothers and siblings controlling siblings, what's the most repulsive about it?"
Wu Xian sneered and said to Hu Liyi standing next to him.
But at this moment, his eyebrows slightly furrowed, turning his head, he suddenly saw a figure slowly emerging on the mountain cliff hundreds of meters away.
The figure was tall and slender, with a strange court official mask on his face. His eyes peered through tiny holes at Wu Xian, and then turned to look at Hu Liyi beside him.
The corner of his mouth beneath the mask curled slightly upwards, and then, in the puzzled gaze of everyone present, he took out a remote control switch from his clothing and... pressed it.
"Tock-tock-tock---"
A strangely non-volume sound suddenly rang out, resembling the sound of a clapper in neon instruments. Wu Xian looked expressionless, as if he had lost patience, lifting his hand to launch an attack.
However...
"Pu——————————————!!"
The blades slit through flesh, scattering bloody blossoms.
Wu Xian's pupils constricted abruptly, and he subconsciously looked down at the blood-stained sword across his chest. His eyes, which were gradually losing their golden glow, were filled with disbelief.
While holding this sword, Hu Liyi opened his golden eyes, and a confused expression appeared on his face.
Meanwhile, the Kami-tsuchi: Kanpeki (Divine Judgment) suddenly activated, releasing a destructive, sharp aura from the blade, slicing through Wu Xian who seemed to have something more to say…
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Book completed……what a joke!
Wu Xian must be a fake!
On the second day of the Chinese New Year, I wish everyone a bright star shining above, and may all your wishes come true! Please look forward to the next part of the story!
Finally, can I ask for a monthly vote? Hehe (˙︶˙)
