In the Onmyoji headquarters in the island nation, everyone trembled as they looked at the wind chimes.
"Impossible... How could he break the seal!?"
"Impossible... Absolutely impossible!"
Suddenly, the wind chimes disappeared!
Just as the Onmyoji were wondering what was going on, the sound of the wind chimes rang out again:
"Where is Makihara Yeming?"
The soft, gentle voice seemed to be right behind them, behind everyone.
Everyone was so frightened that they quickly turned around, but they didn't see Feng Ling.
Only when he felt the terrifying energy coming from above did he hurriedly raise his head.
Upon seeing this, several eighth-rank Onmyoji immediately flew into the sky.
"Wind Chime! What do you want to do!"
"What do I want to do? What do you think?"
The moment the words left his mouth, the Onmyoji who had just spoken had his arm broken!
Gray energy clung to the wound.
"Ahh!"
He clutched his broken shoulder in pain and glared angrily at the wind chimes.
Upon seeing this, the other eighth-tier members immediately shouted:
"Let him see our protective array!"
Several eighth-level Celestial Spirit Masters simultaneously activated their internal spiritual techniques, attempting to activate the protective array within this other world.
The wind chimes will not give them another chance!
The crow was also stunned; suddenly, a burst of red light flashed in the wind chime's eyes.
The cry of the crow drifted over:
[wind]
It was a breeze, a very light breeze.
A gentle breeze swept by, and everything in its path turned to ashes!
Architecture, life, everything is dust, scattered by the wind.
Several eighth-tier Onmyoji have disappeared, but blood rained down from the sky.
The blood rained down on the faces and bodies of the Japanese Onmyoji on the ground, causing them to tremble uncontrollably. Their eyes were open, their mouths agape, as the blood rained down on their faces. Driven by instinctive fear, their bodies were unable to move.
Then, four soul fragments slowly appeared.
There are a total of 8 level 8 Onmyoji in the island nation, and 4 fragments were obtained, which is a very high drop rate.
The wind chime had collected all of them into the other world before slowly falling down.
Have the Dark Spirit Steward capture all the Spirit Masters in this Onmyoji headquarters, bring them to the Hall of Ten Thousand Laws, and confiscate all their belongings and property.
He knelt before Fengling in repentance, while Fengling sat in the seat where Muyuan Yeming used to sit, waiting for Muyuan Yeming to return.
At this moment, Tianya and the others had already separated from Fengling's body and were standing on either side of Fengling, casually looking at the group of ants in front of them.
The Onmyoji from the island nation knelt on the ground, trembling, with beads of sweat pouring down their foreheads.
They were subdued by the Dark Spirit Butler before they could even send a message out.
It's over...it's over...this world is doomed...
We're finished too.
Lord Muyuan, please come back soon.
But Fengling waited for almost an hour, and that old man Muyuan still hadn't returned.
Feng Ling frowned and asked the Onmyoji who were kneeling on the ground, their knees numb:
"Is that old bastard too afraid to come back?"
Those Onmyoji didn't even dare to speak, and were trembling incessantly.
Suddenly, the wind chime smiled and said:
“You island nation, don’t you call yourselves heroes? Doesn’t Makihara Ye Ming also like to be a hero? How about this, I’ll give him, and you all a chance.”
As she spoke, Fengling turned to look at the Dark Spirit Butler:
"Butler, go get some nuclear wastewater. From now on, every ten minutes, unless that old geezer comes back, each person drinks a liter. You islanders say that stuff is drinkable, right? Today, let you drink your fill. Anyway, your islanderly Onmyoji are so powerful, even if you drink it, you won't die, right? Your chance to be a hero has come~"
Everyone: ? ? ?
Blood Princess burst into laughter upon hearing this:
"Hahahaha! Master! You are a genius! Butler, use wine to wrap the corpse in that wine vat, it can hold a lot."
The corpse entangled in wine was not happy about this:
"That water stinks even worse than your saliva, how could you put it in my precious wine vat?"
Then they started arguing again, and Fengling told them to go outside and fight.
The two of them didn't hold back and wreaked havoc on the Onmyoji headquarters. Except for the Wanfa Hall where the wind chimes were, all the other buildings were destroyed.
After the fight, the Dark Spirit Butler returned.
Wind Chime glanced at the time:
"Thirty minutes have passed. Let's get three people drunk first."
The most unfortunate were naturally the three people kneeling at the front, two men and one woman. When they heard this, their faces turned green with fright.
That stuff is definitely not drinkable!
But they had absolutely no power to resist the Dark Spirit Butler!
The Dark Spirit Butler brought the nuclear wastewater to the man, whose face turned pale and who was trembling uncontrollably.
"Drink it? Why won't you drink it?"
Wind Chime asked with a smile:
"Didn't you swear it was safe to drink?"
The man looked up at the wind chimes with trembling hands, swallowed hard, and shook his head.
Feng Ling's smile remained unchanged:
"Feed him."
"Yes, ma'am."
The first man struggled, but was still forced to drink a full liter.
When it was the woman's turn, she was so frightened that she quickly said "Yamete!"
"Feng, Patriarch Feng, I... I'm willing to do anything! You can do whatever you want to me, as long as it's not this..."
That Japanese girl was quite attractive, with a pitiful look that most people might actually...
The wind chime sneered:
I want you to drink an extra liter.
The woman was taken aback. The butler said in a deep voice:
"Yes, ma'am."
"Ahhh, no! Glug glug..."
If the wind chime says two liters, then the housekeeper won't shortchange you by a single drop.
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