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Gurgling sounds echoed as the Crimson Indigo Vertical Eyes rotated in the sky. It seemed to gaze at the Rain Maiden.
Buzz. A beam of light erupted from the Pupil, illuminating the Rain Maiden's body and absorbing her essence.
Pfft! The Onmyoji controlling the Rain Maiden spat out a mouthful of blood. His expression changed drastically; his proud Shikigami was not even a match for the opponent? What kind of monster was this?
The Crimson Indigo Vertical Eyes were a Spell learned by Zuo Ci from the soul within Gui Yan She Shen. He was passionate about learning Deviant Arts, drawing knowledge from various sources. This was the Rebirth Ghost Eye. It could not only devour demons and the souls of cultivators to enhance Dao Xing but also steal the opponent's Spell.
The torrential Crimson rain poured down from the sky. Anyone touched by the rain—be they living beings, spirits, or Onmyoji—would dissolve, becoming nourishment for the Ghost Eye.
Where was the support? A group of Onmyoji struggled to maintain their barrier under the relentless blood rain, knowing it was on the verge of shattering. They understood that if the barrier broke, none would escape.
In the distance, atop a Watchtower, an old man clad in deep Crimson Hunting Attire stood, his body covered in intricately carved spikes, gazing up at those vertical eyes. What immense pressure!
The old man's expression turned solemn as he whispered, "Is this meant to turn Heian-kyo into a burial site for the A Jie Drum? The Huaxia People are truly despicable!"
He was Aruya Douman, the head of the Yin Yang Lodge. Throughout history, every patriarch of the Ashiwa Family had inherited this immensely glorious title. He was a legend of Eastern Japan's Yin Yang Dao and the only rival who could stand shoulder to shoulder with the top onmyoji, Abe Seimei.
"Is now really the time for sightseeing, Head of Aruya?" A woman clad in a White Veil stepped slowly beside him, mocking him. She was Yosan-kei, the head of the Mao Family.
Mogongyuan, both heads of Yosan-kei had arrived. This represented the strongest force of the Yin Yang Dao.
"What advice do you have for us, Head Mogongyuan?" Aruya Douman asked with a slight smile. "Do you perhaps have a way to break the calamity's barrier?"
His words were clearly mocking the Mao Family's barrier techniques.
"Hmph!" Mogongyuan snorted coldly. "Yosan-kei is also part of the Yin Yang Lodge, assisting with Eastern Japan's onmyoji affairs. Does Head Aruya think this is the right time for internal strife? The barrier at the shrine has been breached, and our Mao Family's long-planned Heroic Spirit has been intercepted. With their strength rising dramatically, it surely won't bode well for you either."
Yosan-kei had never been a united front; competition for cultivation resources and territory often led to both open and covert conflicts. The barrier at the shrine was indeed a covert move by the Mao Family, intended to provide leverage when it came time to elect a new head of the Yin Yang Lodge.
"I truly have no better options left!"
Aruya Douman smiled, his expression unwavering. It was not only what the thousands needed, but also what Yamata no Orochi required!
Hiss, hiss, hiss.
Aruya Douman's pupils stood erect, radiating a black-red glow, while a layer of gray scales covered his aged face.
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