LGHTNOVELBOOK Chapter 44 Shark Shark Shark
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Lightning flashed like blossoming roses, releasing endless tyrannical energy. Shinyori Guang was right in the center and instantly vaporized without even a scrap of paper fluttering down.
Yan Yu swept his divine sense again and saw Shinyori Guang reappear on the other side of the battlefield, attempting to hide behind his Onmyoji companions.
He can't be killed? Interesting, I want to see how many paper dolls you have.
The Huang Tingjian accelerated once more, this time skimming the ground as it flew, cutting through anything in its path with such momentum that it didn't even bother to move sideways.
The Onmyoji either hurriedly dodged to the side or were slashed by the sword light, suffering broken bones and severed limbs—none of them dared to attack Yan Yu, not even to delay him for a moment!
Seeing this, Shinyori Guang realized that their morale was shattered. The Jade-Smashing Tactics could prevent the Onmyoji from fleeing, but it couldn't change their subconscious behavior—they might still want to attack, but subconsciously, they thought of dodging when they saw Yan Yu's sword light! What could he do?
Finally, Sato Akihide broke free from the restraint of the water and rushed in front of Shinyori Guang, pressing his hand on his sword as he called out:
"Master, run! I'll hold him off!"
"Alright!" Shinyori Guang didn't hesitate and quickly withdrew.
Sato Akihide stared intently at Yan Yu's sword light, ready to sacrifice his life to stop the attack at any moment.
However, Yan Yu didn't move to the side to bypass Sato Akihide; instead, the sword light suddenly dipped and cut diagonally into the ground, vanishing without a trace.
Wall-Penetration Technique.
Sato Akihide froze at the sight, and the next second, his expression drastically changed.
Because the Demon-Subduing Clean Bottle, raised by the Six-Armed Demon God, had turned over, pouring out endless flowing lights.
The light, like a curtain of pearls, quickly spread like water. Any Onmyoji that it touched was immobilized, unable to move as if sealed.
Sato Akihide also lost control of his body, but a thought suddenly flashed through his mind:
So he noticed the Clean Bottle above was toppling over, and that's why he suddenly dived underground to avoid it?
Why? Why can he single-handedly confront so many Onmyoji and still spare attention for the space above his head?
Thinking this, he suddenly remembered the past guidance from Weizong Yilang concerning his swordsmanship:
"...Sato, you have a bright mind and high comprehension. If you had been a ninja, you would have been very successful, but unfortunately, you're not quite suited to be a samurai. Too many thoughts on the battlefield make you slow, and when facing an enemy far stronger than you, hesitation at a critical moment can be fatal!"
So, am I just too weak?
I'm sorry, Master Weizong, I have disgraced you...
Frozen by the light, Sato Akihide lost even the strength to move his eyes, only to watch as the shadow on the ground suddenly grew larger—the Demon-Subduing Dharma Seal was crashing down.
The vast Demon-Subduing Dharma Seal struck the ground like a stone causing ripples. Not only were the twenty or so Onmyoji below crushed to powder, but the surface of the surrounding sea of clouds also fractured inch by inch.
From within the fissures, a sword light shot out—it was the Huang Tingjian, once again engaging in Sword Flight, catching up to the fleeing Shinyori Guang and piercing through his back once more!
The paper doll with a broken chest fell to the ground. Yan Yu scanned the surroundings with his divine sense and saw that the girls had all hidden on the edges, avoiding the rampage of the Six-Armed Demon God, and as expected, Shinyori Guang reappeared for the fourth time amidst the people on the opposite side.
Even though you know I'm hunting you down, and the gatekeeper's attack closely follows me, you still use your companions as shields without hesitation?
Indeed, you're one of their kind. But with your meager strength, you're far from qualified to be a Demon King.
Yan Yu sneered inwardly for a moment, then once again transformed into a beam of sword light, continuing his assault on Shinyori Guang.
"Do something!" Shinyori Guang, now without his Shikigami, staggered as he fled desperately into the distance while frantically yelling at his nearby companions to take command. His expression was completely distorted with terror, like a cornered beast fighting back, "Don't dodge! Go and kill Yan Zhanlong! Or none of you will live either!"
The Onmyoji, intimidated by the Huang Tingjian's sword light and about to scatter and dodge, stopped at his words.
The military discipline instilled by their intense training in the bureau reawakened their combat instincts as they quickly resumed their attacks on Yan Yu, trying to delay his steps.
Yan Yu's sword light suddenly accelerated, leaving the sudden assaults behind him. The Onmyoji were about to continue their pursuit when suddenly someone screamed with all their might:
"Dodge quickly!"
Dodge? We can't! The rules of the Yin Yang Bureau state...
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Before everyone could make a decision, the Demon-Subduing Tower that was chasing Yan Yu's sword light descended from the sky once again, smashing those Onmyoji into mush. Read new chapters at My Virtual Library Empire
"How could I not dodge?" Yan Yu easily caught up with Shenyuan Guang, grabbing his shoulder with one hand, his fingers curved like an eagle's claws, crushing his shoulder blade in one squeeze, and said with a gentle smile, "After all, the goalkeeper is chasing me to kill."
"If they don't dodge, how can they live?"
Shenyuan Guang was once again thrown into the air by Yan Yu and struck by the huge thunder serpent that roared towards him, triggering intense flashes of heavenly radiance.
Watching the splendid and dazzling arc of electricity bloom, Yan Yu slightly narrowed his eyes, his Divine Sense sweeping across the distance around him.
It didn't appear, it's over.
Died four times, which means... at most only three paper effigies can be used?
The fourth time, seeing that he couldn't even run fast, it should mean that he could only die in place of someone else three times, right?
The Six-Armed Demon God grew even more irate, the Demon-Subduing Sword slashing with a force that seemed to move mountains and overturn seas. Yan Yu laughed heartily and leaped up, once again turning into a sword light shooting up into the sky, stabbing into the Six-Armed Demon God's forehead!
Outside the Mysterious Realm, in the command center at the rear, the old man slowly rose to his feet, his face wearing an extremely satisfied smile.
"You're not watching anymore?" Li Weiguo asked with concern.
"No more watching," replied the elder, slowly turning around, laughing heartily, "I'm getting old, staring at the screen for too long makes my eyes sore."
"Besides, there are a lot of things to do to add a new martial arts medal and honorific title!"
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After slashing with the Sword Flight several times and bursting its forehead, the Six-Armed Demon God finally collapsed to the ground with a thunderous fall.
Of course, if this thing had a health bar, most of the damage would likely have been contributed by the Onmyoji. I merely picked up an opportunity.
Yan Yu's sword light circled the field once, looking below. There were still about fifty Onmyoji left. After looking around in confusion for a moment, he began to attack the girls.
He was not in a rush to rescue them, but simply observed from above, planning to let the girls fend for themselves for a while, and only intervene if they really couldn't handle it.
Although the Onmyoji seemed as weak as clay dolls before Yan Zhanlong, they were fierce and intimidating when facing the rest of the Zhenghai Team, playing fearlessly and with unrestrained ferocity.
Even with the girls' well-coordinated efforts, they still faced great difficulty and danger. Several times they were almost breached, only for Zhao Yuanzhen's drastic killing to forcefully bring the situation back under control.
The Demonic Sect Enchantress was violent and fierce, alone equating the presence of Qiu Ze and Sun Ziyi from former lives, proving to be the Zhenghai Team's pillar of stability.
(As for Yan Yu, he was naturally like the Buddha's mountain pressing down on the Monkey King, not even on the same level.)
Watching the girls valiantly battling with heroic poise, Yan Yu's heart, originally cold as an Asura's, gradually softened, and the smile on his face lost some of its murderous aura.
Chopping down enemies is fun for a moment, but for lasting enjoyment, cultivation is key.
From above, the most active performance was undoubtedly that of Zhao Yuanzhen. Following Chen Lingyun's commands, she moved about striking here and there, with a Flying Sword, punches, kicks, Impact Curse, Flame Curse, and of course, the White Bone Heart-locking Hairpin—using whatever was at hand. Time and again, she disrupted the enemies' formation, which made their lines fall into disarray.
Next was Lin Ning. Sword Flight greatly boosted her ability; she could move along with the Flying Sword, attacking and shifting position all in one go. Although her combat experience was not as seasoned as Zhao Yuanzhen's... She was the one I cultivated from scratch! Rounding up, she's my person, and you definitely can't compare her to the outsider, the Demonic Sect Enchantress.
However, what surprised Yan Yu the most was Su Yunjin.
Her Southern Dipper Galaxy Secret Art held significant control advantages, almost completely countering the Samurai occupation.
Quick-draw slash? Non-existent. Hurried escape? Impossible. Streams of water would appear out of nowhere, suddenly surging from behind you, above your head, or beneath your feet. The only way to break it was to interrupt her casting or run away in advance, but Samurais naturally had short reach and were slow...
With Su Yunjin's True Yuan control and judgment, Yan Yu made a bold estimate: even if the Samurai King Weizong Yilang were here to fight Su Yunjin one-on-one, he might be hard-controlled to death by her—if her True Yuan was enough.
Chen Lingyun, as usual, focused mainly on commanding, occasionally using her Shikigami to help with distractions, or sneaking attacks and striking with the Purple Extreme Sword—a performance that was standard and by-the-book.
Xie Ruoxi stood by and watched the entire time, her expression tense to the extreme. Yan Yu then landed next to her on his sword, leisurely saying:
"Do you see? The less sweat in training, the more blood you'll have to make up for on the battlefield later."
"Stop saying that!" Xie Ruoxi became even more frightened by his words and pleaded, "I'll train properly, okay if I train well?"
"Next fight, I'll put you in," Yan Yu encouraged her warmly.