Chapter 238: Ravaging Tokyo
"Can you reconsider it? It's all in the past." Zhou Yuanyan said with a smile.
"If you mention one more word, I will destroy this place of yours." Fang Zuo said calmly.
Zhou Yuanyan shut up immediately. He knew Fang Zuo would do this and was definitely not joking with him.
"Then what are you going to do with the remaining soul of this Asura child?" Zhou Yuanyan changed the subject at the right time.
But after waiting for a long time, no one spoke.
When I turned around, I found that Fang Zuo had left at some point.
"I hate people like you the most. What's more, you come and go quietly and have no idea of respecting your masters." Zhou Yuanyan shook his head.
Suddenly, there was a wailing sound from inside the glass cover next to him.
The white man opened his eyes, his face full of cruelty.
'Boom, boom, boom.'
The white man in the glass cover had his eyes bulging, his eye sockets were about to burst, and his hands were frantically hitting the hardest bulletproof glass cover in the world.
One punch, two punches, three punches. I don’t know how many punches were thrown.
The glass began to crack.
The fist was not hurt at all.
Zhou Yuanyan looked at the cover with hope, hoping that he could break it and come out.
Then, his first experimental subject who successfully absorbed divine blood was born.
But after the white man swung a few more punches, his speed slowed down significantly, and the heart in his chest beat violently and grew larger, finally becoming the same as the previous few experimental subjects.
With a bang, the heart exploded out of the chest.
Fell to the ground and died.
Zhou Yuanyan sighed and looked at the drop of blood in the glass.
As if after a long struggle, he finally rolled up his sleeves to reveal his veins.
Then he reached out, picked up the syringe, and slowly approached the drop of blood.
But when the needle tip was about to touch his vein, he thought of something and put it down.
He sighed and rolled his sleeves down again.
"I spend the whole day picking incense and choosing fire, not knowing that my body is a place of practice." Zhou Yuanyan murmured to himself.
Next to the University of Tokyo, there is an express bus that goes directly from Todai Station to Kawaguchiko Station.
Kawaguchiko Station is the final stop for entering Mount Fuji.
After getting off the bus, Fang walked left for a while and arrived at the Fifth Station of Mount Fuji, which is the starting point for climbing Mount Fuji.
It usually takes at least 6 hours to climb from the 5th station of Mt. Fuji to the 10th station of Mt. Fuji.
Then it will take at least another 4 hours to get down the mountain.
Therefore, people usually climb in two stages, staying overnight in a mountain hut at the seventh or eighth station.
But Fang Zuo is obviously not such an 'ordinary' person.
In the entire Tokyo area, Mount Fuji has the most spiritual energy.
Fang Zuo walked briskly to the seventh station, glanced at the busy and crowded simple mountain inn and the plump inn hostess, and continued walking up the mountain.
No wonder the evil spirit is so strong.
These snow women live in the area closest to the snow on Mount Fuji, running hotels, having sex and sucking people's attention for a living.
If it were in the country, I would just slap him and leave.
But here, Fang Zuo has no time to care about all these messy things in Japan.
Climbing all the way to the top of Mount Fuji, Fang Zuo looked around at this active volcano.
Several mountain peaks were covered with snow and the temperature was very low, only around 3 degrees. There were many tourists climbing Mount Fuji along the way, and when they saw Fang Zuo's thin clothes, they all looked at him in surprise.
Fang Zuo expanded his spiritual consciousness and looked at a small shrine nearby.
The mountain spirit is enshrined in the shrine.
The mountain soul is still sleeping, but the scent of incense is unusually strong.
This Daimyojin of Mount Fuji named Asama Okami, during a thousand years of worship, the mountain spirit had already merged with incense and gradually gave birth to deity.
Fang Zuo strolled into the shrine, feeling the surrounding spiritual energy that was far superior to that of Tokyo, and threw out a golden ball of law.
Remove the constraints of your own laws from the residual soul of the Asura child.
Suddenly, the six pairs of eyes of the remnant soul of the Asura child suddenly opened wide.
His listless expression seemed unusually excited.
After he came out of the small fragment of Mount Sumeru, his mind was obviously becoming increasingly blurred. At first, he could still communicate with Fang Zuo in the barrier.
At this moment, I couldn't even speak, I couldn't think at all and could only shout violently.
The originally restrained and shrunk black shadow rose infinitely, opened its huge mouth and madly devoured the surrounding spiritual energy and incense.
This is the place with the most spiritual energy in the Tokyo area, and it is also the reason why Fang Zuo came here.
The lingering wishes of countless believers who have climbed the mountain to worship over the past thousand years also made the remaining soul of the Asura child extremely excited.
To a cultivator like Zuo, the incense and prayers were like poison, but to the Asura clan, they were like dessert.
After instantly devouring all the spiritual energy and power of incense and vows.
The residual soul of the Asura child grew to more than ten meters in height.
The vague figure in the barrier began to condense into a solid entity.
Six arms waved and a pair of big feet easily crushed the small shrine to pieces.
"What kind of evil demon is this?"
The few priests in the shrine used their own Yin-Yang techniques to attack the huge black shadow.
The remnant soul of the Asura child roared, opened his mouth and inhaled another breath of spiritual energy and incense into his stomach.
Mixed in with the souls of several priests.
He was extremely satisfied.
Fang Zuo also keenly felt that above the sky, a divine thunder was slowly gathering strength.
Fang Zuo quickly covered the remaining soul of Asura with his divine consciousness, isolating it from the heavenly secrets and preventing the divine thunder from gathering.
At the foot of Mount Fuji.
Inside the large shrine building, dozens of priests were rushing to the place.
As the largest shrine dedicated to Mount Fuji Sengen Daimyojin, it is also the largest Shinto shrine in Mount Fuji.
"Who are you? Where did you come from? How dare you act so arrogantly in the shrine of Sengen Okami?" The Shinto priests at the foot of Mount Fuji quickly arrived at the scene.
Looking at the ten-meter-tall black shadow of the Asura child, his face was filled with shock.
"No, it's not a demon. He has no physical form, only a soul. He's a ghost." An old priest wearing a white robe with dark patterns embroidered on it said, "Quick, stop him. He is consuming spiritual energy and incense to form a body. Don't let him succeed."
No one noticed that Fang Zuo was watching the scene in the corner. Several priests glanced at the instigator and thought he was a tourist.
I wasn't surprised because there were a dozen fearless tourists nearby, holding their cell phones to record this shocking scene.
These people still had excited expressions on their faces.
One tourist even turned on the live broadcast, but within two seconds, a suction wind blew over and the remaining soul of the Asura child was sucked away in one breath, leaving only a dried corpse falling to the ground.
Dozens of priests instantly formed their battle formations, summoned their own shikigami, and launched attacks on the remaining soul of the Ashura child.
These Onmyoji's magic spells that flew out could not pose any threat to the remnant soul at all.
As for those Shikigami, they were grabbed one by each of the six arms of Asura's residual soul and swallowed into its stomach.
Fang Zuo watched from the side and nodded repeatedly.
They are indeed the ancient race that almost overthrew the Heavenly Court.
Although the power of the remnant soul of this young child is currently very limited, the ability to devour any attribute makes him fearless enough.
"Hurry up and wait for reinforcements." After their own Shikigami were devoured, the priests finally understood the opponent's strength and knew they were no match at all.
But by the time they wanted to escape, it was too late.
The remnant soul of Asura opened its mouth and emitted silent high-frequency ripples, causing the Shinto priests who wanted to escape to become stunned.
Then the remnant soul of Asura opened his mouth and sucked again.
A gust of cold wind blew past the priests and penetrated their bodies.
Like a sieve, the souls of these priests were taken out of their bodies, and at the same time, their blood, essence and flesh were all swallowed up by the residual soul of the Asura child along with the cold wind.
Leaving behind a dozen skinny, dried-up corpses in white robes.
Like a dozen pieces of old bacon that had been dried for years, they huddled in their fitted white robes and lay in a mess on the ground.
The residual soul of the Asura child, which was originally more than ten meters tall, grew a lot taller.
The body, which is more than ten meters long, constantly absorbs spiritual energy.
"Who are you? Are you challenging the Great Ming God?"
The spirit of Mount Fuji finally awakens.
A huge human figure with a faint golden glow appeared.
It is about twenty meters tall, almost twice as tall as the remaining soul of the Asura child.
It was as if an adult was looking down at a child.
He let out an earth-shaking roar and kicked the ground heavily with his left foot.
The sound waves and shock waves caused the surrounding trees to shake, and the shrine, which had already been almost torn down by the remaining soul of the Ashura child, completely collapsed.
At the same time, the whole of Tokyo was in chaos.
"What? The Fuji Shrine was destroyed and dozens of priests died?" The chief priest of Meiji Shrine, Yoshihiko, knelt in the main hall with a look of rage on his face.
This year has been truly eventful. First, the body of Emperor Meiji, who was about to achieve divinity, died in the Meiji Shrine. Then the kingdom of Kyushu fell and was occupied by an evil god.
Then, one of the Twelve Gods of Japan was inexplicably stabbed to death in the kingdom of God, and the assassin was actually tied to worldly authority.
Bonds are not ordinary human relationships.
It is a fate connection that goes far beyond ordinary emotions.
It could be submission, attachment, or family affection.
And now.
After the kingdom of God was enraged, not long after the investigation began, news came out that the Fuji Sengen Shrine was destroyed and more than a dozen priests had died.
A huge demon is wreaking havoc on the top of Mount Fuji.
"Notify all the priests of Tokyo Shrines above the rank of Gon Nei-gi to rush to Mount Fuji, report to the Tokyo government, and request support." Dai Youshanhiko stood up and said, "Prepare the helicopter. I'll go too."
"Grand Priest, do we need to inform Her Majesty the Goddess?" The priest next to him whispered, "She has already returned to Tokyo."
"No need. The goddess has made great contributions in wiping out so many Kyushu Onmyoji in Hokkaido this time. Let her have a good rest." Da Youshanyan said in a deep voice.
The Tokyo Exorcist Police Department also received a report of the incident and an order from their superiors.
At this moment, Sakurazora Kurumi is in the University of Tokyo Hospital.
After receiving emergency treatment at a Hokkaido hospital, Feng Dielian was flown here for recuperation.
Feng Dielian is still in a coma and on a ventilator, but fortunately she is out of danger.
Sakura Kurumi looked out the window in a daze. She didn't even hear her subordinates calling out to her several times after they came in.
As soon as she entered Hokkaido and got the cell phone, Sakura Kurumi contacted Fang Zuo immediately.
But there was no response.
This made her heart sink to the bottom.
From Hokkaido to Tokyo, she kept trying to contact Fang Zuo, but to no avail.
At first, I had always speculated that the assassin from the Kingdom of God was Fang Zuo, and now it seems to be true.
Is it true, as the oracle said, that the assassin's soul is dim and he is most likely dead?
"Director! Director?" The subordinates' continuous shouting brought Yingsong Kurumi back to her senses.
"What's the matter?" Sakura Kurumi turned around.
"We received a case that was transferred to us. The Fuji Sengen Shrine was destroyed, a huge demon appeared, and dozens of priests died." The subordinate said, "The higher-ups have also issued a notice. Shintoism is asking for government support."
Yingkong Kurumi frowned and said, "Let the local branch in Mount Fuji help and report to the government. The Tokyo Exorcist Guard is still dealing with the aftermath of the One Hundred Demons Night Parade incident and cannot spare too much manpower for the time being."
"Hi!" The subordinate responded and left.
At the same time.
More than a dozen helicopters took off from shrines across Tokyo and flew toward Mount Fuji.
Fang Zuo looked at the fight in front of him and touched his chin. It was really funny.
This golden figure, which was transformed from the fire-flavored mountain soul, the Great Mingshen, and was over twenty meters tall, was being held and gnawed by the remnant soul of Asura, which was over ten meters tall and looked like a child. It was gnawed until not a single piece of its body was intact.
The golden figure threw a punch, but Asura opened his mouth wide and bit his fist.
Ahhhh.
With a scream, the entire arm was bitten off.
When more than a dozen Shinto helicopters flew over, the scene before them made them shudder.
They worshipped a mountain spirit, Daimyojin, who was about to become a god, and released a huge body of incense.
However, a huge ghost-like creature was holding the Great Ming God tightly with six arms and biting him madly.
Drops of golden blood fell.
It's too tragic to watch.
With each bite, he tore off a piece of flesh and blood, then swallowed it into his stomach with his head tilted back.
With every bite it swallowed, this huge ghost seemed to grow a little taller.
Helicopters hovered around the remaining soul of the Ashura child.
Dozens of Shinto priests jumped down from above.
All the priests in Tokyo with the rank of Quan Nei and above have arrived.
And during the time they jumped down...
The six arms of the remnant soul of Asura grabbed the mountain soul Damingshen at the same time, like a crab grabbing a grouper that is twice its size.
Then, in the shocked eyes of the priests, the six arms tore apart.
A wail of pain.
Tear the mountain soul Damingshen into two halves.
Then he opened his mouth wide and swallowed it.
Chewing happily.
The young remnant soul of Asura devours the incense and body of the mountain soul Daming God.
His body continued to grow, and in a moment it had grown by nearly ten meters.
The residual soul absorbed so much incense and the power of wishes, and a shadow of more than 20 meters gradually took shape. The increasingly blurred outline began to solidify, and the entire huge shadow began to materialize . Fang Zuo had been waiting patiently.
Right now.
The process of the remnant soul of an Asura child growing up and materializing into its own entity.
Fang Zuo released all his spiritual power without holding back anything. His eyes emitted golden light as he explored everything that was materialized in the huge body of Asura's remnant soul.
Watch and feel how the power of incense, spiritual energy and various distracting thoughts and wishes are circulated, dispersed and absorbed in this body.
Countless complex lines began to wander on this body.
The perfect patterns between heaven and earth are constantly engraved on this body.
The Shinto priests looked at the gigantic virtual form of Asura, which had six eyes and six arms, and was magnificent.
Looking up from the ground, I felt really small, especially when I felt the endless power being released from this huge virtual image like a tidal wave.
"It is condensing its body, don't let it take shape." Dai Youshanhiko Palace Master shouted.
All the priests summoned their own shikigami and attacked Ashura's body which was in the process of materializing.
Various power spells bloomed like fireworks on the dark and huge body.
Fang Zuo did not stop the magic techniques of these priests.
On the contrary, he was originally prepared to take action to see how this body, which was becoming concrete, could be used to resist the attack.
His eyes emitted golden light, no longer restraining any spiritual energy or divine thoughts, and the Nascent Soul in his body became paler and paler.
The Nascent Soul Laws were like the most sophisticated instruments, scanning the huge Asura body in front of them.
Imprints of all the textures of the universe and the earth.
The information obtained made Fang Zuo's calm and elegant heart of Taoism a little excited.
"Notify the government and have them deal with it quickly." Da Youshanyan looked at these spells, which had no effect on Asura's body, and ordered in a deep voice: "Set up the formation and seal the seals to bring down the gods from the kingdom of God."
"Grand Priest, it is against the command of the Kingdom of God to welcome the gods without offering sacrifices in the temple," a priest reminded.
"Asshole, can't you see how this demon is beyond our comprehension?" Da Youshan Yan shouted, "This body must be very useful to the Kingdom of God. This happened suddenly, so there is no need to ask for the Kingdom of God's instructions."
At the same time.
The scene was captured by a priest with a cell phone and quickly transmitted to a large manor villa in North America.
There are hundreds of screens in one room.
These are cameras from all over the world.
A screen recording Tokyo caught the villa owner's attention.
A Taoist priest in a purple robe suddenly stood up from his meditation mat.
If Fang Zuo were here, he would be even more surprised.
Such a noble purple Taoist robe is the most precious one in all the famous Taoist mountains.
If he was in Longhu Mountain, he would be the modern Heavenly Master. How could such a noble Taoist figure appear in North America?
The Taoist priest in purple robe stared at one of the screens.
He said word by word: "The remnant soul of Asura. How could there be a remnant soul of Asura on Mount Fuji in Japan?"
He immediately picked up his phone and dialed the number: "Who is in Japan now?"
A voice on the other end of the phone said, "Master, the third brother is in Japan."
"Let him go to Mount Fuji in Tokyo immediately to find out all the specific information. If possible, bring back the remaining soul of Asura to me, even if it is only a small piece." The Taoist in purple robe ordered.
"Yes, Master." The voice on the other end of the phone responded.
And in a corner of Fukuoka, Japan.
There is actually a decent Taoist temple.
In the main hall in the Taoist temple, there is a statue of an emperor with a burly figure wearing a black and gold imperial robe.
Several Taoists wearing robes embroidered with chrysanthemums and gold edges were looking at the video sent back in surprise.
"According to the records, this is the residual soul of the Asura child. How come it is in Mount Fuji?"
"Go, go immediately. If we can get this remnant soul, it will be a great treasure for our Jiuju sect."
"Yes, this kind of gain cannot be given up."
The Imperial Palace in Tokyo, Japan.
The rotating member of the Ling Dissent Council was also looking at the screen.
"Report to the government immediately and dispatch the defense team. This is no longer something the Tokyo Exorcist Guard can handle," one of the old men said in a deep voice.
"agree."
"agree."
On Mount Fuji.
The remaining soul of Asura is trying to condense his body based on instinct.
He ignored the magical attacks from the priests.
The lines of heaven and earth within the body spontaneously operate to mobilize strength and defend against these spells.
Dai Youshanhiko and dozens of priests made hand seals and arranged themselves into the shape of a rune.
A ray of white light rushed straight through the incense barrier and passed into the kingdom of God.
A huge circular law appeared in the air.
There is a huge hexagonal star inside the circle, and a mysterious rune in the star is emitting white light.
Within the hexagonal star, a pale white figure over ten meters tall slowly emerged.
Not far away, the remnant soul of Asura closed his eyes and condensed his body by instinct. The spots on his six arms kept expanding and shaking as if he had smelled something.
The six horizontal eyes of the remnant soul of Asura suddenly opened wide, staring at the pale white figure coming out of the authentic hexagonal star circle formation, revealing an excited black light.
Six arms waved, and black rays flew towards the white figure, and then he opened his mouth and sucked hard.
Before the pale white figure could react.
Six black rays of light tightly bound the white figure, and then a cold wind passed by and instantly swallowed the white figure into its mouth.
The body, which was already more than 20 meters tall, was constantly glowing with light.
The summoned god was not even a post-god, and his strength was average. He was caught off guard and was easily swallowed by Asura.
Seeing this situation, Da Youshanyan and a group of priests turned pale and were so shocked that they were completely speechless.
This is simply asking for a beating.
Before they could react, the remnant soul of Asura turned his head.
He seemed very unhappy with these little reptiles disturbing him.
A big mouth.
The silent ripples shocked Da Youshanyan and the priests so much that their expressions became dazed and their souls left their bodies. Then a gust of cold wind carried them towards the remaining soul of Asura.
In a flash.
On Mount Fuji, only Fang Zuo and the remnant soul of Asura, which was already tens of meters tall, were left.
Fang Zuo's face was pale, with beads of sweat the size of beans on his forehead.
The Nascent Soul in the body shrank a circle.
The process of copying the Asura's body was so concretized that Fang Zuo felt a little overwhelmed by so many textures of heaven and earth.
Fortunately, this is just the embodiment of the Asura child, and also a remnant soul. The embodiment of the body is nothing more than the remains of an Asura.
If he were an adult Asura, so many textures of heaven and earth would have burst Fang Zuo's Nascent Soul and exhausted his soul long ago.
Right at this moment.
In the distance there was the sound of a supersonic airplane's sonic boom.
Five F-35 fighter jets of the Japan Self-Defense Force took off from Ichigaya Base and arrived in a flash, a distance of only 100 kilometers.
The pilots in the fighter jets informed each other of the situation and kept a distance from the remaining soul of Asura.
Then each of them circled.
Five AIM-120 missiles were fired at high speed.
Boom boom boom.
The missile exploded with a huge flame on Ashura's body.
In an instant, several large holes were blasted into the body of Asura's remnant soul that had just materialized.
Fortunately, the power gained from devouring the mountain soul Daming Shen and the gods was rapidly repairing his body.
The remnant soul of Asura opened his mouth and let go.
Silent, high-frequency sound waves attacked the electronic systems of five F-35 fighter jets.
However, attacks of this frequency have almost no effect on the F-35, which has a certain level of electronic defense.
The huge body of Asura's remnant soul waved its six arms, throwing out balls of black mist, trying to hit the F-35 that was flying and circling around him.
However, with the speed of the F35, it could easily avoid the black fog by just pulling up.
Boom boom boom.
Five more AIM-120 missiles came over, blasting several big holes in Ashura's body.
Fang Zuo below gritted his teeth and tried to hold on to his spirit, imprinting how this Asura body repaired its flesh.
but.
It was not his idea if the remains of the Ashura child were destroyed by these F35 fighter jets.
It will not achieve his goal.
Fang Zuo raised his eyebrows and removed the divine thoughts that were blocking the secrets of heaven.
finally.
The Nine Heavens Divine Thunder had already gathered its power in the sky, but it just couldn't lock onto the target of heavenly punishment.
As Fang Zuoyi withdrew his spiritual thoughts, thousands of white electric lights representing extreme energy, like thousands of dragons descending from the sky, gathered into a huge Nine Heavens Divine Thunder, with overwhelming power, striking the earth from the sky.
It chopped towards the remains of Ashura and five F-35 fighter jets.
(End of this chapter)
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