Thunder rumbled as Taihua Mountain cracked, the bindings released. The Yatengu flapped its wings and flew back to Abe Masamune's side, holding a spear, while the Pupil remained vigilant, watching Zuo Ci.
This human is peculiar!
Abe Masamune was simultaneously controlling two high-level Shikigami, clearly feeling the strain. He looked at Zuo Ci, not daring to let his guard down for even a moment.
Go!
Zuo Ci swung his Nine-section Staff, and a massive dragon formed from concentrated magical energy swayed its iron-like body in the sky. With a powerful flick of its tail, the enormous dragon's tail swept through the air, carrying a fierce wind as it struck towards Abe Masamune.
Oni Yama, Critical Defense!
Abe Masamune reacted swiftly, his hand seals changing instantly. The solemn Oni Yama held the Azure Wind Fan before him, jade-colored runes rolling out to form a transparent barrier that enveloped both Abe Masamune and Yatengu.
Bang!
The dragon's tail crashed down like a pillar supporting the heavens against the surface of the barrier, unleashing ripples of magical energy. However, it ultimately failed to break through.
Yatengu, Oni Devouring Technique!
Abe Masamune's expression shifted slightly. The recent clash had evidently drained a significant amount of his magical power.
Yatengu opened its sharp beak, and an intense darkness formed a small vortex within. With a loud cry, Yatengu unleashed the vortex into the wind, causing it to swell dramatically.
In the sky appeared a black hole that continuously emitted terrifying gravitational force, devouring the dragon relentlessly.
The Oni Devouring Technique was Yatengu's signature Shen Tong. It could consume Ling Ti, breaking down magical energy; not only could it restore its own injuries but it could also replenish Abe Masamune's power—two benefits in one.
These two Shikigami were his proudest creations—integrating offense and defense seamlessly.
Roar!
The dragon let out a low growl, its fierce head revealing an expression of anger and humiliation.
It is the totem of Huaxia, a symbol of National Fortune. How could it possibly be defeated by mere Wokou? Even a dragon conjured by magic retains its dignity. Dragons are the most spiritually potent creatures.
Boom!
The dragon detonated its own body, the Apricot Yellow light collapsing and condensing, bursting forth like a sun.
Crack! Crack!
The barrier cast by Oni Yama could not withstand the self-detonation of the Arcane Dragon, shattering into pieces. The explosion's magical shockwave sent Yatengu into a cloud of blood mist, dismembered flesh scattering across the ground.
Imperial Style: Shadow Phantom Formation!
Abe Masamune trembled, as a pitch-black swamp appeared beneath him.
From the Shadow Swamp emerged strands of Black Ropes.
These countless ropes wove together in the air to form a birdcage, sheltering Abe Masamune within.
The ripples of Apricot Yellow surged forward like a crescent moon.
Thump! Thump!
Oni Yama flapped its Feng Lei wings, soaring upward to evade the crescent-like magical impact. In that moment of danger, Oni Yama did not protect its contracted master. Clearly, Shikigami was not a loyal companion.
Gurgle! Gurgle!
Strangely enough, the Apricot Yellow magical shockwave collided violently with the Black Birdcage, as if it had become ensnared in a spider's web, no longer advancing.
The strands of Apricot Yellow Magic lingered like silk being unraveled, absorbed by the black birdcage.
Blood Sacrifice!
Inside the black birdcage, Abe Masamune bit his finger and began to inscribe a blood magic circle.
At the center of the magic circle was a totem of a blood-red bird. When Abe Masamune chanted the word "Sacrifice!", the magic circle began to emit a crimson glow, shooting towards the shattered remnants of the Yatengu that had been blown apart by the explosion of magical energy.
In an instant, the severed limbs began to writhe as if they were alive, squirming on the ground. The flesh emitted a gurgling sound as it moved, reaching out to envelop Abe Masamune's body.
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