Ye Xingchen moved swiftly with his sword, and in no time, the fire ring on the scene was completely destroyed. Oda let out a muffled groan and retreated repeatedly.
He was panting heavily, staring intently at Ye Xingchen: "Are you a master of the Heavenly Phenomenon Realm in China?"
"Yes, didn't An Zhiguo tell you when he invited you here?" Ye Xingchen smiled slightly.
“He didn’t say that, he only said you were a mere Celestial Realm cultivator,” Oda said bitterly. “But you aren’t.”
“You’re all stupid. Is it worth him going to such lengths to bring so many of you here, just because you’re a mere Heavenly Realm expert? With assassins and Yi Chuanliu’s people involved, do you really think An Zhiguo is going to make such a big fuss just to deal with one Heavenly Realm expert?” Ye Xingchen stared at him as if he were an idiot.
"So what if we are stronger than experts in the Heavenly Realm? We, Yichuanliu, are gods existing in this world."
Oda grinned maliciously, flipped his right hand, and a white talisman appeared in his palm.
He slashed his right palm, soaking the talisman in his blood, while simultaneously forming hand seals: "With the rest of my life, I will awaken the Binding God, Hellhound."
As he finished chanting, with a whoosh, an enormous hellhound, engulfed in flames, emerged from a black hole.
"Shikigami?" Ye Xingchen grabbed Chixiao in his hand, took several steps back, and distanced himself from his opponent.
"Go, drag him to hell," Oda commanded.
Roar! The hellhound roared as its massive body approached Ye Xingchen.
"A mere level three Onmyoji dares to forcibly summon a shikigami using his life essence? Aren't you afraid of the backlash?" Ye Xingchen sneered.
"I'll accept the backlash if I can kill you." Oda formed hand seals, desperately trying to hold on.
Yes, his ability to summon shikigami is a suicidal tactic, because his strength is only level three.
He simply cannot control the backlash of the shikigami. In the end, he may be able to defeat the enemy, but the final result will be that the shikigami will drag Oda down to hell with him.
With a roar, the shikigami suddenly pounced on Ye Xingchen. Its body trembled, and countless flames fell from its body, rushing towards Ye Xingchen.
Whoosh, even before the fire arrived, the scorching heat was already hitting us.
Ye Xingchen stepped into the Celestial Phenomenon Realm, met the thing head-on, and slashed out with his sword.
The Supreme Jade Purity Dao Scripture originates from Daoist teachings and is itself the nemesis of all kinds of demons and monsters.
Moreover, although his strength is only at the Formless Mortal Realm, he is capable of killing people beyond his realm and can directly confront the Netherworld Realm, which is at the second level of the Celestial Phenomenon Realm.
The shikigami is powerful, but only to ordinary people. In front of a master of celestial phenomena, it's just a dog, albeit a rather powerful Tibetan mastiff.
This creature was much larger, and several swords were deflected by the scales covering its body.
Ye Xingchen was enraged. How dare a dog act so arrogantly in front of him? He let out a clear whistle, forcefully advancing to the next realm, and faced the Hellhound head-on, slashing out with his sword.
Whoosh, Ye Xingchen passed by the vicious dog, and the hellhound's body was split in two.
Oda stared at Ye Xingchen in horror, his body trembling. His limited understanding of the situation prevented him from accepting this fact.
Even now, he still can't believe that human power can actually contend with shikigami.
"Ye Xingchen, you killed my shikigami! Even if I become a demon, I will not let you go!" Oda roared.
"You call this thing a god?" Ye Xingchen sneered. "In our eyes, this thing is just a monster. How inferior must you be to call this thing a god?"
"You, a mere third-tier Onmyoji, dare to forcibly summon a shikigami? Now, bear the consequences." Ye Xingchen sneered.
A cloud of black mist rose up and engulfed Oda.
This was a backlash from the shikigami. Oda screamed as his body was sucked into an invisible void and kept sinking.
"Ye Xingchen, I will not let you go. I'll be waiting for you in hell!" Oda screamed.
"You must be lonely down there all by yourself. It's alright. When I go to Japan someday, I'll wipe out your Ichikawa school, so you won't be too lonely." Ye Xingchen sneered.
A cloud of black mist vanished into thin air, along with Oda's body.
“My grandson…” In the dark basement of An Zhiguo’s villa estate, Zhou Xuanji knelt on the ground and wailed loudly.
Zhou Xuanji, who was destined for divine punishment, failed to steal the spiritual vein and gain power, leaving his face covered in festering sores.
He was bent over, one hand on each side, one eye on the ground, and now he was facing his grandson's corpse, wailing in anguish.
Zhou Jin was his only grandson and the only heir of the Zhou family.
Originally, he planned to use his good fortune to bestow all the luck of the Zhou family upon his grandson Zhou Jin, so that he would be born with the appearance of an emperor and the throne of a true dragon.
He was on the verge of success, but man proposes, God disposes. Just as he was about to succeed, his grandson died in a car accident.
"Father-in-law, please accept my condolences." An Zhiguo also looked grief-stricken; he had lost his son and knew this kind of pain.
Fortunately, he has many illegitimate children, including several overseas.
But Zhou Jin is the only son of the Zhou family.
Zhou Xuanji spent his entire life trying to borrow fortune for the Zhou family and change the fate of the Zhou clan. However, in the end, due to the backlash from Heaven, he was left with nothing but a crippled body.
“My grandson couldn’t have committed suicide, it couldn’t be.” Zhou Xuanji said through gritted teeth, her eyes red. “I don’t believe he’s dead, I don’t believe it.”
With a flick of his wrists, a magical artifact resembling a candle flame appeared in his hands.
He gritted his teeth, his hands forming hand seals, and then slowly traced the candlelight across Zhou Jin's corpse.
As a pale yellow light emanated, a transparent phantom appeared on Zhou Jin's mangled body.
This is a soul-binding technique. Although Zhou Xuanji suffered a backlash from the Heavenly Dao and became a crippled person, his profound arts are still extremely powerful.
He wanted to summon the remnant spirit of his grandson and ask him what had happened.
Just as he was about to succeed in extracting a transparent soul from Zhou Jin's body, a sense of unease welled up in Zhou Xuanji's heart.
The extracted transparent figure suddenly shrank into a ball and twisted in pain.
The transparent figure was Zhou Jin, a flame rising from his body, his mouth open, emitting a silent hiss.
"Ah Jin, what's wrong with you? Who did this? Tell me who did this to you!" Zhou Xuanji roared.
However, Zhou Jin couldn't give him a reply at all. He struggled painfully for a long time before disappearing completely.
Moreover, his remnant soul coalesced into a large, blood-red character: "Death".
"Ah Jin, ah..." Zhou Xuanji was almost going crazy. He knew that this was a master using profound methods to directly pour true energy into Zhou Jin's body and control his soul.
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