The hot air almost evaporates all the water on a person's face. Because of the heat, Mu Wan's face only felt sticky, but there was no sweaty feeling, as if the water had been deprived of it by the heat.
She clutched the handle of the umbrella and kept swirling around the flames emerging around her. The fires didn't seem to burn her, but they were more scorching than ordinary fires, accompanied by a stinging contact and a persistent dull pain, as if she had been scratched by a row of needles, and a heavy hammer had been hit inside her skin. She couldn't get close to Lord Kutsutsuki at all. Even if she attacked him, there seemed to be an invisible barrier three feet away from him. Once she got close, she would feel intense pain. She didn't know whether it was the extreme cold or the extreme heat that made her dizzy. Dazzling. Mu Wan had no doubt that if he could get any closer, he would instantly vaporize and devour everything that was too close to him.
She looked toward where the kapok had sunk—she wasn't sure if it was there, the heat distorting her vision, leaving her with no sense of direction. Not only Kapok, but also Yan Muxue and Qinggui, it all seems like yesterday. There must be many more, many more who were killed by him and died because of him.
He must pay the price.
Supported by this indescribable belief, she waved her umbrella again and struck towards the seemingly arrogant figure. But the umbrella penetrated his body, like hitting a ghost, with no resistance at all. Lord Xueyue's shadow disappeared in a flash, and he suddenly clamped her wrist from behind. His voice reached her ears earlier than the heat of the fire.
"Where are you fighting?"
She seemed to smell the faint scent of Qinglian Town.
There was no doubt that she would lose this arm, and she was not taking any chances. The pain in her wrist almost made her pupils dilate, and her internal bones were shaking. She tried to struggle, but gave up after just a little resistance, which would only cause more harm. She saw white smoke coming out of the skin here.
"Just a mere 'sinner'."
When she heard these two words, she realized that Lord Kutsutsuki was too close. The skin as close as the back of the neck was burned by the lotus breath, which was more vivid than any firelight.
"ah!"
This was not her own voice - Mu Wan woke up a little when she heard Dai Luan's scream outside the fire wall. She had no time to analyze because the reason suddenly appeared. Something broke through from the side, and she almost didn't realize that it was a living person. There was no fire on the man's body, as if he had rushed through the rain curtain without a drop of water standing on his body. The power controlled by his hand disappeared, which was quite abrupt. The moment she turned around in panic, the entire surrounding fire curtain and dome made of flames collapsed and collapsed in an instant.
She and the master and apprentice outside saw this scene at the same time.
——Shi Wuqi’s arm penetrated Lord Xueyue’s body. It is the real Hongxuan Long Night, not an illusion. The location might be the Dantian, or higher up - it doesn't matter, he did it. His left hand that passed through his body was completely red and was obviously covered in blood. Moreover, Shi Wuqi's hand gesture was made of five fingers together, not a fist. He had originally planned to do this, not just beat him away.
Lord Xueyue did not expect this step, no.
A large amount of red blood spurted out from his mouth, and the wounds on his body were also bleeding outward. That beautiful face was astonishing as no one had ever seen it before. But it only stopped at surprise. Emotions such as pain and anger never surfaced at all.
When Shi Wuqi took out his hand, he coughed twice and brought out a few more balls of blood. The surrounding fire became smaller but did not disappear completely. He staggered back a few steps, and no more blood spurted out from the wound. After standing firm, he took a deep breath. Dai Luan wanted to run over, but Shan Hai held her back, and Shi Wu Qi also used his clean hands to stop him.
"...Hehe, hahahahaha...cough, cough, hahahahahahahaha——"
The insane laughter is incredible. Lord Xueyue laughed for a while, as if he was really as happy as laughter. He laughed so hard that he couldn't breathe. He shook his head with a downcast face and clapped his hands, as if he was drunk and unconscious.
"Awesome, Shopkeeper Shi!"
Probably tired of laughing, Kuchuzuki-kun clasped his hands together and ended the scene. He took a deep breath and said with emotion:
"I thought that move would keep you unable to stand for at least three months and slowly rot in the mud."
"I'm sorry to disappoint you." Shi Wuqi spread his hands and ignited two scorching fires, "But I have seen through your tricks. Since we are all frequent visitors to hell, we should not make things difficult for each other. "
There was still blood hanging from the corner of Lord Xueyue's mouth. He wiped it gently with the back of his hand without saying anything, and it was impossible to tell what he was thinking.
At this time, a violent shaking feeling appeared again.
This is different from any previous feeling, as if the entire space is shaking, and it may be obvious that the source of the earthquake is coming from the exact direction. Several people lost their balance and almost fell to their knees. Lord Xueyue glanced at the source of the earthquake, and suddenly his feet left the ground, suspended in the air and looked at them. Looking at the bloody hole on his body, it seems that it has healed, but it may not. The clothing material absorbed all the blood, and black lines flowed across the wound.
"It looks like it's too late. Let's meet again next time if we are destined to - if you are still alive. But before that, I want to... make some small commemorations."
Mu Wan instinctively became alert because she felt Lord Xueyue's eyes resting on her. He snapped his fingers, and the umbrella in his hand suddenly burned. The flame was black and red. She had never seen this kind of black outer flame before. Rather than bringing light, it seemed more like it was taking away something. The fire was too hot. Shi Wuqi snatched the umbrella off before she let go, but the flames were still spreading and could not be controlled by anyone. The place where it burned was empty. Just like that, in front of their four pairs of eyes, Ye Yinlu was swallowed up by the black fire, leaving no residue behind.
Shi Wuqi held the invisible object with his bare hands and clenched his hands slightly. When he confirmed that he really didn't feel anything, he felt an inexplicable loss in his heart. They looked at Mu Wan again and were speechless.
Her complexion turned pale, like snow, like clouds, like corpses.
That is not only an umbrella, but also includes all contracts with Shikigami. She has lost them forever, and they will be free, but correspondingly, this passive and predatory loss must be fully accepted as a demon servant. As Onmyoji, they know exactly what this means - the backlash of the contract. What's more important is the Tengu. How will it judge the contract owner's negligence? Does this mean that, as an Onmyoji, she no longer has the qualifications to have this bloodline?
Will it destroy her "uselessness" like the rumors say?
She didn't know that her mind was as pale as her face, as void as her expression, or even worse.
Lord Xueyue is indeed satisfied with this result. It doesn't matter whether Yao Umbrella lost his demon power or he used some new spell. He smiled with relief, and this result made him even happier than when he laughed out loud before. Shi Wuqi stared at him, but he was indifferent. Only Shan Hai patted him and Mu Wan on the shoulders at the same time, looked in the direction of Zhonggong, his tone was a little complicated, and he just said three words briefly:
"he came."
He came with thousands of troops.
Looking around, the darkness was like locusts crossing the border. Even if they couldn't see clearly what it was, it was not impossible to guess. And right here, in the palace, hands kept reaching out from the swamp. The skeleton soldiers here have no weapons, and they are absolutely unwilling to fight with these things. Some of them were not completely rotten, and they came out burning through the layer of fire on the swamp.
But this is not enough to scare them. What is really frightening is that there is a huge outline in the direction of the middle palace, covering the sky and the sun - although there is no sun. It was like a mountain, extremely huge. Even if it was too far away for them to see clearly, its figure still made people feel that it was too big. And this terrifying monster is slowly moving this way. It didn't move around, it seemed to have no legs, and it didn't make the ground tremble from time to time, but the continuous light shaking never stopped, and even intensified.
He just slowly, slowly approached here.
Continuous battles with no end in sight will only solidify the feeling of despair. They were very tired and didn't know what to do, but they were not willing to wait for death. Perhaps for Shan Hai and Dai Luan, war must be fought, and Shi Wuqi would rather choose to fight to death than wait for death, but Mu Wan... her reaction was unsettling.
"it is ready."
"You guys did a great job."
This is Kisaragi-kun's voice. She finally came here. And the first person to speak was not her, but someone they were familiar with and even extremely relieved to hear. Lord Kisaragi brought him.
"It's all thanks to you so far." The man said.
"Hey, isn't this... Master Sui Mulong?" The corners of Kuchuetsu-kun's lips curled up subtly, "It's been a long time since we last seen each other. Why, are you here to collect someone's body?"
"It's hard to say whose body to collect."
Lord Jiyue still put his hands in his sleeves, with black eyelids covering his eyes, and walked steadily amidst the continuous tremors. His calmness had never made them feel more at ease than they did today. However, Shan Hai knew the strength of Lord Xueyue and didn't know how Lord Jiyue could compete.
"Then you come to fight?" Lord Kutsutsuki said nonchalantly, "Are you going to use what Lord Kutsutsuki taught you to deal with Lord Kutsutsuki?"
"I don't want to deal with you either." He looked in his direction, "I just want to ask you a question."
"Perhaps I will answer you graciously."
"What are you planning?"
Lord Kutsutsuki probably didn't expect him to say that, and was briefly stunned. However, he quickly regained his expression and asked:
"Tell me more about it?"
"Do you hate human beings so much? Are you planning all this on purpose, so that the wild skeletons can be dominated by resentment and fight wantonly in the world, or use the will of all ghosts to lead all ghosts and kill the world?"
"Because it's interesting." He seemed to be telling the truth. "Everyone is a sinner and everyone deserves to die."
After saying that, Lord Kutsutsuki's smile turned into a sneer again, even meaner and colder than before. With an indifference that seemed to see through the world, he continued indifferently:
"I know what you think of me - extremely hypocritical. But I am exactly what these humans are, all of us. Thousands of years of sin in hell, and I was lucky enough to be a part of it. Thank you for letting me have a great time. Now I'm bored. You can probably stop me, but whatever..."
He paused, his eyes shining as brightly as the sun.
"One day, I will let the fire of punishment burn through every corner of the world and wash away every inch of luster and illusion. By then, the human world will no longer exist, and it will be purgatory."
Everyone was as silent as a cicada.
Lord Jiyue probably got the answer he wanted, but it was not clear from his cold face whether he was satisfied or not. He shook his head slightly, then nodded, as if denying something and agreeing with something at the same time.
"The situation in hell has made you extremely tired, so do you want to turn the six realms into a situation that you are tired of?"
"……snort."
Lord Kutsutsuki just continued to sneer. He didn't want to talk any more, so he waved his hand suddenly and turned into a ball of lotus fire and disappeared into the air.
The Yin soldiers are getting closer, overwhelming and unstoppable.
"Don't be afraid, there are other ways."
Jiyue-kun said softly, and with the help of Kisaragi-kun, he removed the piano wood from his back. He sat down cross-legged, placed the piano body across his knees, and took a gentle breath. Shanhai looked at the familiar piano, but there was nothing on the surface.
Until Lord Jiyue stretched out his arms and fluttered his sleeves.
Revealing a pair of skeletal hands.
