American Exorcism Male God

The chains of the Eight Monster House surged toward the bird of prey, whose Sin Remains were a rich tonic for the Demon Hammer.

If the Demon Hammer devoured the Sin Remains, it might completely suppress the Ghost Samurai, but Xu Yi showed no intention of making a move.

A purple light shield rose from the body of the bird of prey, and though the chains swept against it, they only caused ripples to spread.

This light shield could fend off Yukeni's attacks. Since the Eight Monster House was not as powerful as Yukeni, it was completely non-problematic for the bird of prey to hold off for a while.

Moreover, the Eight Monster House was not in a position to dedicate all its energy to fighting the bird of prey.

Ghosts flowed toward the Eight Monster House like a tidal wave, forcing it to confront the enemy. The chains danced wildly, and a melee was about to erupt.

"It's time to steal a march!" Xu Yi lurked in the shadows, surveying the scene with a slight focus of his spirit.

Deep within the Eight Monster House, the Demon Hammer was fully integrated with the Ghost Samurai. The Demon Hammer, engrossed in controlling the Eight Monster House, failed to notice the faint glow of fire in the depths of the Ghost Samurai's pupils.

The Bone of Nightmares flickered with light, incessantly devouring the Divinity of the Demon Hammer.

Previously, the Bone of Nightmares had devoured the Divinity of the Demon Hammer out of instinct. Now, with Xu Yi's mind-possessing it, it switched from "passive" to "active," and the speed of divinity absorption began to accelerate.

In fact, this speed was not yet the limit of the Bone of Nightmares, but in order to be cautious and not alert the Demon Hammer, Xu Yi only slightly quickened the pace.

After a few more minutes, he sped up just a little more. It was like boiling a frog in warm water, gradually increasing the temperature.

"I hope it's not too late!" Xu Yi watched the Demon Hammer intently.

The cracked Demon Hammer began to fade in color. It was originally bronze, but now over half of it had turned the color of gray rock.

At this rate, it would take about half an hour more.

......

Japan, the Harada family.

The core members of the Harada family had gathered together, falling silent after listening to Harada Mieko's narration.

Dressed in a red shrine maiden outfit, Harada Mieko sat with the long sword in her arms, at the head of the room.

In Japan, the seating arrangement is significant. Her position at the head of the room was entirely due to her status as God's Servant.

At noon, she suddenly received an Oracle instructing the Harada family to evacuate Japan. However, since family members were scattered across the country, they didn't arrive until the afternoon.

If they hastened, they might have left before dark, but now it was already deep into the night and they were still in the ancestral home of the Harada family.

"How can we just leave when the Harada family has lived on this land for hundreds of years?" the white-haired elder said with a stern expression.

"Recently, a large number of Japanese high-ranking officials discreetly left. It's very likely something big is happening. I think we should immediately have all family members evacuate,"

The current head of the Harada family was a vigorous middle-aged man with more decisiveness and a keener sense of crisis than the older generation.

An argument arose between the old and the new factions. Neither side could persuade the other, but the quarrel abruptly ceased as Harada Mieko suddenly stood up from her kneeling cushion.

"Harada Mieko?" the family head asked in confusion.

"I'm preparing to leave Japan," Harada Mieko stated. Since she could not persuade her family to leave, she chose to follow the Oracle herself.

At that moment, screams came from the streets. The family head had a bad premonition and quickly stood to push open the window and look out.

Blood-red clouds fell from the sky.

While he was stunned, the urgent sound of footsteps approached, with the guards running over, huffing and puffing.

"It's bad, family head. Homoto, Kyuyama, and Koizumi—these three families have joined forces and raided our residence, demanding the Sword of God,"

"How dare they?" the family head exclaimed in shock and anger.

Everyone's eyes turned to Harada Mieko, and their gazes focused on the Sword of God at her waist—this was the Demon Blade Red Lotus bestowed by the Ghost Samurai.

......

On the white beach, the remains of monsters were scattered everywhere, the intense stench of blood detectable even several kilometers away. The chains of Eight Monster House bound a Kappa, tearing it into pieces.

This was the last of the monsters.

Eight Monster House let out a sinister howl, hardly able to conceal the excitement in its voice. Although it was covered with scars, the final victory still belonged to it.

"It's coming!" Xu Yi, observing from the dark, took a deep breath. Whether he could succeed or not all depended on his next move.

At the same time, the energy of the Ghost Samurai was depleted, the purple barrier broke, and chains like a swarm of snakes bound the Ghost Samurai, dragging it into the depths of Eight Monster House.

The Ghost Samurai was taken to the deep well at the heart of Eight Monster House, a place densely covered with chains.

The Demon Hammer and the Ghost Samurai rose from the well together. Trembling slightly, the eyes on the hammer suddenly opened, staring with desire at the Sin Remains in the center of the Ghost Samurai.

Its gaze was fixated on the Sin Remains, failing to notice the Ghost Samurai quietly gathering strength, preparing to break free from the binding chains.

The Ghost Samurai was pulled in front of the Demon Hammer, its handle squirming, transforming into a bronze serpent. The serpent opened its massive jaws, lunging to bite at the Sin Remains.

The serpent suddenly let out a terrible scream, writhing in agony.

The remote-detonated bomb set up by Xu Yi had gone off!

Shiny blood surged from the gaps in the Ghost Samurai's petals, seemingly alive, wrapping around the Demon Hammer.

The next second, the blood turned into white-gold flames, and the hammer twisted in agony amidst the fire.

This was another use of "Blood as Sacred."

Xu Yi could inject his will into his blood and control it as he desired, and blood was the fundamental aspect of "Sacred." As long as there was blood, he could use the power of "Sacred."

The white-gold Holy Flame slowly extinguished. After all, the blood that could be hidden within the Ghost Samurai was limited, and this amount could only burn for two seconds.

Rolling white smoke rose from the Demon Hammer. Its pupils were still fixated stubbornly on the Sin Remains.

It lunged at the Sin Remains once again, but the snapping sound of breaking chains suddenly rang out, and an armored hand suddenly grasped the serpent formed by the hammer's handle.

The flames in the pupils of the Ghost Samurai burned fiercely like lava, gazing quietly at the Demon Hammer.

The Demon Hammer struggled desperately, but the hand of the Ghost Samurai was immovable like a vice.

The struggle lasted three minutes, during which the Demon Hammer attempted every possible method, only to watch its own Divinity being devoured helplessly.

It began to panic, a light of fear flickering within its bloody eyes.

It offered submission to the Ghost Samurai, but the Ghost Samurai remained unmoved, greedily absorbing the Divinity of the Demon Hammer.

Upon realizing the inescapable fate of destruction, the Demon Hammer made a frantic decision to perish together with the Ghost Samurai!

Xu Yi, possessing the Ghost Samurai, watched the Demon Hammer quietly, not feeling the slightest bit of panic.

Most of the Demon Hammer had turned to ash-gray, only the part with the pupils retained its original color.

Like a frog in gradually heated water, it was now bereft of the power to resist.

A shadow flew out from within the Ghost Samurai—it was the Mud God Stele. The Mud God Stele ignited golden flames, and the Melting Flame enveloped the Demon Hammer.

The Demon Hammer tried to mobilize its last strength, but it disintegrated within the Melting Flame.

The Bone of Nightmares erupted with powerful devouring force, completely consuming the last vestige of the Demon Hammer's Divinity.

The pupils of the Demon Hammer turned to ash-gray, and the soul within the hammer was completely annihilated.

"We did it!" Xu Yi couldn't help but rejoice, even wanting to pop open champagne to celebrate. Now, all he had to do was wait for the Ghost Samurai to pass through the Demon Hammer and take full control of Eight Monster House. Find your next read on My Virtual Library Empire