Mu Yu panted, and every breath brought bursts of pain. His body had reached its limit, and the long battle had rapidly depleted his physical strength. However, he could not fall because he knew that once he fell, everyone in his protective circle would be exposed to the attack of the underworld army.
He gritted his teeth, endured the fatigue and pain, and faced the enemy in front of him with all his strength. The underworld army came like a tide, and their attacks were as fierce as a torrential rain. Mu Yu's sword dance became faster and faster, and brilliant spells spurted out from his hands, forming a solid barrier to block the attack of Huangquan's army.
However, as time passed, Mu Yu's power gradually weakened. His steps became heavy, and each swing of his sword became more difficult. His protective circle had begun to shake, as if it might break at any moment.
At this moment, brilliant spells came from behind.
In the deep darkness, the Fuso Onmyoji army descended quietly like the dawn before dawn. Wearing gorgeous robes like crow feathers, with firm and pious expressions on their faces, they seemed to be messengers of fate. In order to protect the world, they plunged into this cruel battle without hesitation.
The underworld creatures, those terrifying and evil beings, crawled out of the abyss. Their bodies exuded a rotten atmosphere and shone with a cold light. They roared, roared, and rushed towards the Fuso Onmyoji army with an uncontrollable violent force.
The onmyojis quickly formed a formation, waving their staffs and chanting ancient spells. In an instant, the wind roared and thunder and lightning flashed, condensing into powerful streams of force and violently hitting those underworld creatures.
Huge explosions echoed on the battlefield, radiating light, and powerful energy waves surged in the air, as if even the air was being torn apart. Countless underworld creatures were instantly wiped out by this power, and their bodies turned into nothingness in the light.
However, despite the great power displayed by the Fuso Onmyoji army, the number of underworld creatures is still increasing. This is a tough battle, and every Onmyoji must go all out to survive such a craze.
The battle lasted for several hours, and the atmosphere on the battlefield became increasingly tense. Every Onmyoji is exhausted and their strength is approaching its limit. However, they did not back down, but faced the battle with more determination.
Under the background of dark clouds and changing weather, the Onmyoji army descended like divine soldiers from the sky. They came menacingly, carrying powerful magic power and equipment, and appeared in front of Mu Yu's position with thunderous momentum. Their arrival undoubtedly brought new vitality to the troubled Mu Yu Army.
Onmyojis wear gorgeous robes and hold mysterious staffs. Each one of them looks enigmatic. They faced the underworld army without any fear. They chanted incantations, waved the staffs in their hands, and released dazzling energy waves. These energy waves were like violent storms, knocking down wave after wave of underworld creatures to the ground. For a while, there was a wailing sound on the battlefield.
However, despite the strength of the Onmyoji army, the number of underworld creatures seems to be endless. They came like a tide, one after another, seemingly not afraid of death at all. Whenever an underworld creature falls, more underworld creatures take its place. They roared and hissed, using their sharp claws and fangs to charge at the Onmyoji army again and again.
Facing such an enemy, the Onmyoji army also felt unprecedented pressure. Their mana is consumed faster and faster, while the underworld creatures become more and more courageous as they fight. Although they had tried their best, the situation of the battle had not changed significantly.
Mu Yu looked at the battlefield in front of him, worried in his heart. He understood that this battle was no longer a simple contest between right and wrong, victory and defeat. This is a decisive battle related to life and death and the future. If they cannot break the encirclement of the underworld creatures, then they will face the danger of annihilation.
Abe Shinzaburo stood in the strong wind, his face was firm and cold, and his black divine robe fluttered in the wind. His hands tightly held a talisman that shone with cold light, which was the key to his control of the Yin and Yang worlds.
Waves of powerful power emerged from Shinzaburo Abe, forming streaks of golden light, like a golden dragon dancing in the darkness. He began to recite incantations, and those words were like sharp swords, cutting the air around him. The entire Huangquan realm was shaken by it, as if trembling in front of his power.
Then, he launched an attack on the raging underworld creatures. His fingers quickly drew complex spells, and then, powerful power was released from the spells, like giant dragons flying in the air. Every ray of light hitting the underworld creature caused bursts of violent trembling and pain. Those creatures were as fragile as sand under his power.
On the other side, Ishida Shingen watched all this quietly, his eyes shining with deep interest and determination. He noticed Shinzaburo Abe's strength and skill and saw his mastery of the field. This challenged him and piqued his curiosity. He decided to challenge this powerful Onmyoji.
A dagger flashing with cold light suddenly appeared in Ishida Shingen's hand, and his body rushed towards Shinzaburo Abe at an alarming speed. His movements were so fast that it was almost impossible to catch them, and all he could see was a black shadow streaking through the air.
Abe Shinzaburo noticed Ishida Shingen's actions. He calmly watched the other party rushing over without any panic on his face. He chanted the spell again, and then, a powerful force was released from his body, facing Ishida Shingen's attack head-on.
At this time, Shinzaburo Abe, a man who always wore an elegant smile, was standing not far away and looking at him quietly. There was a deep anticipation in his eyes, as if he was waiting for something.
Suddenly, he laughed, and the laughter seemed to travel through thousands of years of time and space, carrying a distant echo. Then, he turned around slightly, and a delinquent boy walked out from behind him.
Although this bad boy is young, there is a vicissitude and coldness in his eyes that belies his age. His clothes may seem casual, but every detail shows his unique taste and personality. His gait was lazily and with an indescribable arrogance, as if everything in his world seemed so insignificant.
He walked up to Shinzaburo Abe, and their eyes met together, as if silently confirming something. Then, they looked at Ishida Shingen, the young man with the power of Yamata no Orochi.
At this moment, their eyes were full of expectation and profound meaning, as if foreshadowing an upcoming storm.
