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He commanded in an unquestionable tone. Once entering the Wan Hun Fan, Ling Ti would be branded with the mark of a slave, a restriction more terrifying than any contract. If Ling Ti defied the Fan Master’s orders, the Three Souls and Seven Spirits would be scorched by the Samadhi Yin Fire, suffering a pain akin to dismemberment. With a mere thought from the Death Banner Master, no matter how high your cultivation was, you could not retaliate against your master!
Yatengu was filled with fear and resentment, yet it dared not disobey the king's command. Flapping its black wings, it transformed into a Black Flowing Light and dove into the Wan Hun Fan.
Zuo Ci gazed at the silent villa complex in the dark of night, revealing a hint of a cold smile.
In Eastern Japan, within the Abe Family's domain at Kusakadera, lay a forbidden ground dedicated to the worship of Shikigami. The Crimson Redwood Loft towered into the clouds. From a distance, it appeared shrouded in thick black mist, within which danced flashes of blood-red lightning. Occasionally, the sounds of demonic howls echoed through the air.
Atop the Redwood Loft sat numerous Demonic Bronze Statues, their expressions fierce and their bodies adorned with swirling flame patterns. Each statue bore a yellow Fulu on its head, with Five-pointed Star Formations blooming on their surfaces.
Boom!
The Ferocious Tengu bronze statue seated at the very top of the redwood loft began to crack slowly. Black Malevolent Qi surged forth from the fissures in the statue, splitting into countless ferocious Fuyou Ling. These were evil spirits suppressed by Oni Yama. It seemed that the Oni Yama statue had lost its sealing power and could no longer refine these spirits. They were enraged and sought to escape from the Abe Family, craving slaughter and yearning for the flesh and blood of the living.
Now!
A handsome man in a white robe held a talisman in his hand, raising a single finger as he chanted an incantation.
"Xuan Zang, we are here to help you!"
Nine practitioners clad in bright red robes, also reciting spells and holding their own talismans, took up positions in various corners. Their footsteps were light upon the ground, and dazzling light burst forth, with faint images of dragons and tigers swirling around them.
A low hum resonated as a large star-shaped magic circle rose from the ground of Kusakadera, its starry symbols forming solid walls of barrier.
With a hiss, any Fuyou Ling that touched the barrier disintegrated into powder, howling as they returned to their original positions. The light wove together into threads, creating an intricate net that sealed off those Fuyou Ling attempting to escape.
After suppressing the Fuyou Ling, the leader, Xuan Zang, wore an exceptionally grim expression. "Oni Yama has been taken by the cultivators of Huaxia!"
The other onmyoji from the Abe Family displayed looks of disbelief.
"How is that possible? That is our Abe Family's Second Divine General! Could it be that the Dragon Tiger Celestial Master from China intervened?"
"Baka! Damn Chinese! They are nothing but thieves!"
They had always enjoyed engaging in such underhanded tactics; their myths were nothing more than tales of stealing from our Great Eastern Japan and spreading back rumors!
Seeing the commotion among the crowd, Xuan Zang furrowed his brow. "Silence!"
The onmyoji fell silent at once.
"Let us act together and see who has the audacity to steal our Abe Family's divine general!" Xuan Zang's expression turned cold.
The group settled into a meditative posture, fingers pinching their talismans. The star array was redrawn, and at its center, Xuan Zang touched his finger to his brow, a drop of blood hovering in the air.
"Path of Fire, observe!"
Xuan Zang gently tapped his delicate fingers on the drop of blood. The blood began to boil, and faint symbols danced within it, forming a massive Light Screen.
Within the Light Screen, scenes of Abe Masamune and Zuo Ci engaged in battle appeared, but the display only lasted for a brief moment before being disrupted by a Mysterious Power, causing the image to become blurred.
The secretary from Tongcheng? Wu Song?
Xuan Zang's expression turned cold. "Since these Cultivators from Huaxia have disregarded the rules of the Arena, we need not adhere to them either. Inform the hidden Hei Chi and Ren Zhu Zhong within Huaxia Territory to spare no effort in eliminating this person!"
"Understood!" The Onmyoji responded respectfully.
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