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Yin Yang Demon Suppression
Sigh, this is where it ends. After all, how beautiful it once was has now become a thing of the past. Beautiful people inevitably turn into dust, and heroes will eventually become mere memories. This is the cycle of life, and here lies the fate that is predetermined.
Ye Mingshang cautiously led the way, observing the surroundings, while two Mini Ye Mingshang were dispatched to keep an eye on the movements around them. (Previously, to deal with the Mountain Demon leader, he had created a palm-sized agile Puppet. Later, to stabilize the formation, he made a more robust Puppet the size of a baby.)
One large and two small Puppets followed Ye Mingshang's orders—one flew while the other walked, each managing their tasks. They appeared quite charming and had a distinct two-dimensional feel. If only the atmosphere weren't so oppressive.
"Chirp!" The agile Puppet suddenly pointed at a dilapidated chimney on the roof.
"Bng!" The sturdy Puppet also called out clumsily while pointing at a house on the right.
"Stay alert!" Ye Mingshang commanded, and several red Spirit Talismans appeared in his hand. Waves of intense heat radiated from the talismans, dispelling much of the surrounding chill.
"Whoosh!" Suddenly, an old lantern under the eaves swayed twice, and a shadow burst forth from within.
"Exterminate!" Ye Mingshang had been observing his surroundings and was already prepared to attack when the lantern moved. As soon as the shadow appeared, it was struck by a red talisman. It let out a screech before turning to ash and vanishing from existence.
"Scarface, Joan, protect them!" Although one Spirit Talisman easily dealt with an enemy, Ye Mingshang did not let his guard down. A seasoned warrior like him would not make such a careless mistake; the first appearance was clearly just a test—a cannon fodder meant to gauge their strength. The real threats would come later.
"Whoosh!" Sure enough, in the next moment, a shadow leaped out from the chimney, appearing almost formless. It resembled a soul trapped within a mummy; its body looked severely mutilated. It opened its mouth in silent rage, both threatening and pained.
"Exterminate!" Another Spirit Talisman was launched, and the mummy-like shadow turned to ash amidst its silent screams, leaving no trace behind.
"Ugh!~" Suddenly, two grotesque phantom monsters sprang out from the house that the sturdy Puppet had pointed to earlier.
"Exterminate!" Two more Spirit Talismans were unleashed to eliminate the monsters. But this was not the end; it was merely an appetizer before the main course.
In the next moment, countless wails echoed through the air. One by one, ugly black phantoms with mutilated bodies surged from every corner, clawing toward the intruders before them.
"Hmph! The Supreme Lord taught me to slay demons and dispel evil; with Spirit Talismans, I shall turn them into dust; Supreme Lord's Urgent Order!"
Like performing magic tricks, Ye Mingshang pulled out a large handful of Spirit Talismans. As he recited his incantation, their numbers multiplied several times over. The Spirit Talismans transformed from physical paper into transparent entities radiating fiery red light.
"Forgive!" With a command, countless red Spirit Talismans flew from Ye Mingshang's hands. Numerous ghosts and monsters, touched by even a little, slowly ignited with red sparks and gradually turned to ashes.
"Ugh!~"
Ugly monsters seemed to emerge endlessly from various positions in the village, charging recklessly towards the few people. However, what awaited them was also an unimaginable number of Divine Talismans. Fiery red Divine Talismans flew from Ye Mingshang's hands as if there were no end, while the talismans in Ye Mingshang's hands showed no signs of diminishing, completely breaking the laws of space; his hands seemed like two bottomless pits, containing countless Divine Talismans.
The war of attrition between both sides continued like this, with both sides holding their ground with an incredible offensive that defied the laws of space, neither willing to yield an inch.
However, such a war of attrition could not last indefinitely; there are always variables. The tedious battle lasted only for a short while.
"Chirp!" A familiar sound came, causing Ye Mingshang's pupils to contract. Although the sound was familiar, it brought no joy.
At that moment, Ye Mingshang was engaged in a difficult exchange of blows with the enemy and could not spare any effort. Moreover, these Mountain Demons were significantly stronger than the endless Ghost Shadows.
"Defend your hearts!" Ye Mingshang called out, signaling Scarred Ghost and Joan to prepare, while also summoning the two Puppets back to protect them.
"Chirp!"
"Chirp!"
"Chirp!"
Strange-looking Mountain Demon monsters appeared behind them, surrounding them in a pincer movement. It was unclear if it was an illusion, but Ye Mingshang felt they were doing this intentionally. However, given their intelligence, they likely wouldn't have such a strategy; thus, there was only one possibility: they had a leader behind them whom they obeyed.
In an instant, Ye Mingshang thought of many things. If they possessed intelligence themselves, it would be somewhat better; however, after fighting for so long, he realized that even if they had intelligence, it was quite low. Thus this possibility could be ruled out. Since that was the case, only one possibility remained: they were following orders from some existence. Here they were harmed by the Japanese soldiers to such an extent. Yet until now he had not seen a single Japanese Devil. Initially, he suspected those Ghost Shadows but dismissed that theory after a brief engagement.
Compared to the enemy being Japanese Devils, he preferred to believe these were actually former Peach Garden Villagers transformed into monsters. As for why they became like this and why there were no Ghost Messengers to collect their souls, he could not know.
"Chirp!"
"Bang!" A Mountain Demon with an unusually large head roared as it charged at them but was knocked down by Scarred Ghost with a punch just as it got close. The opponent attempted to resist but ended up having its limbs grabbed and torn apart by Scarred Ghost.
“Golden Fire Flourishes, Jiao Lian Yuan Shen. Internal Protection Form, External Demon Spirit. Urgent Order!”
Joan was not careless either; he pulled out a Yellow Talisman and unleashed his best skill, the Fire Bell Technique. Instantly, a flame the size of a human head from the Spirit Talisman shot towards a strangely shaped Mountain Monster.
The flames caused significant damage to the Evil Spirit. As soon as the fireball touched the Mountain Demon, it was sent flying. The creature was engulfed in flames, and after several seconds of its agonized screams, it finally stopped struggling.
Seeing this, Ye Mingshang nodded secretly. Although Joan usually acted goofy, he was quite reliable in critical moments.
The sounds of “bang bang!” echoed continuously as the attacks from Scarred Ghost, Joan, and two Puppets temporarily halted the advance of the Mountain Demon. Although their defense was challenging, they managed to hold on.
As the saying goes, prolonged defense leads to loss. Human energy is limited; it is impossible to maintain absolute concentration at all times, even in such tense moments.
After a stalemate lasting over ten minutes, a figure resembling those Black Shadows suddenly appeared. In an instant, it reached everyone’s side. Ye Mingshang, focused on what was in front of him, could not split his attention. The strongest among them, the Scarred Ghost, was also no match; he was injured by a casual strike from the Shadow.
The Shadow Fiend’s right hand was shrouded in black mist, exuding an ominous aura.
“Die!” A voice in Japanese declared his identity out of nowhere. No wonder there had been no appearance of the Japanese Invaders for so long; they were here!
However, there was clearly no time for anyone to think about these matters now. Just as the attack from the Japanese Devils was about to land on Lin Qianqian, a flash of red light appeared and blocked their assault.
Yamamoto was startled that his attack had failed, but he quickly realized that it would not be easy to succeed. Not retreating after missing his strike, he noted that the only threat to him, Ye Mingshang, had been held back. The others posed no threat at all.
“Hey hey! Hand over your bodies…” Yamamoto sneered as he drew a circle with his hands, black mist swirling ominously as it began to gather. Waves of black energy surged toward Lin Qianqian.
“Creak!”
“Bang!”
The two Puppets, having killed several Mountain Demons, hurried back for support but were no match for Yamamoto. They were knocked back with one blow and temporarily lost their combat ability. As for Joan, he had no choice but to continue fighting alone. He couldn’t afford to leave; there were still so many Mountain Demons. With his mediocre Daoist Arts, he couldn’t even handle the Scarred Ghost, let alone this powerful Japanese Devil.
“Damn it!” Seeing that Yamamoto continued to attack and that Lin Qianqian’s protective barrier was weakening more and more, Joan exploded with a curse in Japanese that every Chinese person would know.
"Mm?" Yamamoto curiously glanced at Joan, who was speaking in Japanese.
"You can speak Japanese?" Yamamoto asked.
"**** your grandma's leg!" Joan, not understanding Yamamoto, thought he was insulting him and let out a curse.
...
It seemed that was not the case. Yamamoto shot a glance at Joan and casually released a wave of dark energy. If that hit, it would likely render him unable to fight. Fortunately, Joan quickly rolled away to dodge the attack, but in the process, he was possessed by a Mountain Demon. As the Mountain Demon's Big Mouth lunged at him, Joan hurriedly slapped a Spirit Talisman to send the Mountain Demon flying.
Not bothering about hitting Yamamoto, he continued attacking Lin Qianqian. Perhaps this Fellow had been pent up for too long, as he focused his attacks on Lin Qianqian, who was a beautiful woman.
"Bastard! Let go of my granddaughter!" Lin the Old Man was not pleased to see his granddaughter being bullied. From the moment Yamamoto attacked Lin Qianqian, he wanted to block the attack for her. However, although the Crimson Bloodstone protected him from evil energy, it still had impact force. Often, when Lin the Old Man tried to block it, he would be sent flying with a casual strike from Yamamoto.
This time was no exception. However, Lin the Old Man had learned to be clever; instead of just blocking, he swung his fist in retaliation, hoping the Crimson Bloodstone would cause damage.
"Baka!" After being hit by the Crimson Bloodstone, Yamamoto felt pain and cursed angrily, increasing his power and directly sending Lin the Old Man flying into a wall, knocking him unconscious.
"Beautiful lady, don't resist!" Seeing that the Crimson Bloodstone was about to lose its effect, Yamamoto chuckled sinisterly and increased his power for what was clearly going to be a final blow.
"Xuanyuan Divine Sword, exorcise demons and subdue evil; Prajnaparamita!" In a flash of sword light, half of Yamamoto's body was severed away.
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