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Chapter 1252
chapter 0527 part 1
Chapter 513: Seizing the Cauldron
Although it was noon, the Sea Surface was like dusk before nightfall.
Strange Figures, in groups of two or three, were scattered across the Sea Surface. The largest group of these "people" numbered over a hundred Shadows, surrounding a Bald-headed Elder wearing a brown Great Cloak.
The Bald-headed Elder held a dry cigarette in his hand and was Commanding the numerous Ghoul behind him to unleash their Demonic Power, Manifesting translucent Talisman, seemingly trying to block the spreading Clear Light.
However, he clearly underestimated the Formidable nature of this Clear Light. As soon as the Talisman came into contact with the Clear Light, they instantly dimmed and shattered into streams of Firelight.
Under the continuously spreading Clear Light, the Bald-headed Elder could only lead his Ghoul in a constant retreat. A few Ghoul whose steps were slower were caught by the Clear Light. The Clear Light passed through their Bodies, and the Bodies of these Ghoul directly shattered.
"Nurarihyon! You cunning old Ghost are here too!"
A Figure wearing Tang Dynasty Imperial Attire appeared at the edge of the Clear Light. This Figure held a Paper Folding Fan, covering half of their Face. Although their appearance couldn't be seen, they exuded a sense of peerless grace!
"Tamamo-no-Mae!" The Bald-headed Elder saw this Figure appear and immediately pressed his hand to his Sword Hilt, assuming a Sword Drawing Stance. The Hundred Demons behind him also collectively adopted Attack postures.
"Nurarihyon! Shh! We'll settle our score later, I don't have the Energy to deal with you right now!" Tamamo-no-Mae, a Great Demon whose Life in Japan was second only to Yamata no Orochi, raised her index Finger and gently placed it against her lips, shushing Nurarihyon!
"Burp!" Tamamo-no-Mae covered her mouth, her Eyes twinkling with a cunning Smile. She laughed towards Nurarihyon, "Excuse me, I ate a bit too much just now! After all, thanks to you, I haven't had a good meal in hundreds of years!"
Nurarihyon watched the wisps of Black Energy emerging from between Tamamo-no-Mae's Fingers with a gloomy Expression, knowing that this fellow must have taken advantage of this maritime disaster to massively Devour many Human souls.
"Damn it!" Nurarihyon's Fingers pressed tightly against his Sword Hilt. He wasn't angry about Tamamo-no-Mae Devouring Humanity.
He was angry that Tamamo-no-Mae had gained the Opportunity to recover her Strength. Hundreds of years ago, he had ambushed Tamamo-no-Mae, which allowed him to secure his Position as the Commander of the Hundred Demons.
Once Tamamo-no-Mae recovered her full Strength, he would be in trouble!
"Damn it, didn't those Onmyoji boast about being the strongest in Japan? How could they let this fellow escape? What about the Gods they worship? A bunch of idiots!"
Although Nurarihyon maintained the steady demeanor of a commander in front of his Ghoul Subordinate, in his heart, he had already cursed those unreliable Onmyoji a thousand times.
Baka! Could the Sessho-seki have shattered?!
Are the Gods you worship just freeloaders?!
What Nurarihyon didn't know was that if he had arrived fifteen minutes earlier, he would have seen the God worshipped in the Shrine.
The Strength of these Gods was far greater than that of these Ghoul. Correspondingly, they sensed the Abnormal state of this Sea Area earlier than these Ghoul.
The early bird gets the worm. The Underworld Cauldron on the Seabed was no less tempting to these Japanese Gods than a Manchu Han Imperial Feast laid out before a starving gourmand. If they couldn't Restrain their Desire, they would be Refined into a part of this Underworld Cauldron. The dozen or so Gods who were Devoured by the Underworld Cauldron were a cautionary tale.
Tamamo-no-Mae stood on the Sea Surface, the Sea Breeze blowing past, her hair fluttering. As expected of a Great Demon from Japanese Legend, she wore magnificent clothing, her demeanor was graceful, and every movement exuded an Aura that could make one's Divine Soul reel.
The folding fan in her hand gently unfolded, the fan surface lightly swaying. With a playful Expression, she looked at the worried-looking Nurarihyon.
This peerless grace attracted a Gaze towards her even from Queen Mother of the West and Dragon King, who were hidden in The Void.
"Goddess! This seems to be the White-faced, Golden-furred Nine-tailed Fox from Qing Qiu that fled to Japan during the Tang Dynasty!" Dragon King's pair of Dragon Eye stared intently at Tamamo-no-Mae, sizing her up. His Expression seemed as if he would swallow Tamamo-no-Mae whole the next moment!
"It is indeed of the Qing Qiu Bloodline!" Queen Mother of the West glanced indifferently at Tamamo-no-Mae, not putting this thousand-year-old Great Demon in her Eyes.
Although Tamamo-no-Mae was born with nine tails and possessed extraordinary Ability, she was a Powerful One who could not be ignored, not only among the Great Demon but even among the Gods of Takamagahara.
But who was Queen Mother of the West? The Tong Ming Beast she raised could level the entire Takamagahara by itself. As for Tamamo-no-Mae, in front of her, she was just a little Fox with prettier fur.
It could be said that Queen Mother of the West, who was called an Ancient God in This World, was the true Existence standing at the peak of This World. Only a handful of people could compare with her.
No, the only two people in This World who could be mentioned in the same breath as her were dealt with. One was beaten into the Six Paths of Reincarnation by Tang Song, and Taishan Fujun suffered the fate of Soul and Spirit Annihilated.
At this moment, Queen Mother of the West could truly be called, Below One Person!
Many Great Demon arrived at this Sea Area one after another. Many still had Blood around their mouths, clearly having feasted during this maritime disaster!
Japan, this tiny country, claimed to have eight million Ghost God. To put it bluntly, any Resentful Ghost could potentially be enshrined in a Shrine and become a so-called God.
The legitimacy of these Japanese Gods was so questionable, it was even worse than the humidity during the humid spring in the south.
Many Yokai were both Demon and Gods worshipped in Shrines.
However, the Yokai who could come to this Sea Area had some Ability. Of course, for Dragon King, there were only two that were worth looking at: one was a young Yokai with a bare upper Body, revealing a sturdy physique, a single horn growing in his red hair, and a half-human-sized large-mouthed gourd on his Back.
The other wore an Onmyoji robe that was white with blue patterns, had half a Face Mask on his Face, and Black Wings on his Back.
Dragon King heard those Yokai call these two Shuten-doji and Daitengu. The Aura of both were not weak, comparable to Tamamo-no-Mae.
As for the myriad others, such as "Vampire Princess", "Inugami", "Kuro Mujou", "Shiro Mujou", "Hannya", "Hone-onna", "Kiyohime", "Jorōgumo", "Zhen", "Kubinashi", "Warrior Spirit", "Satori" - these Yokai from Japanese Legend capable of making crying children stop, Dragon King didn't even bother to lift an Eyebrow. His Eyes were fixed solely on Tamamo-no-Mae.
As more and more Yokai gathered in this Sea Area, it vaguely formed a Scene more terrifying than the Night Parade of One Hundred Demons, like Netherworld Hell.
"Hehehehehe, is there some Treasure on the Seabed? So many Great Demon are gathered here!"
"I sense the Aura of a Treasure!"
"Look quickly, what is that?"
The Black Cauldron submerged on the Seabed seemed to also sense the Aura of these Yokai. Its originally heavy Body immediately became as if it were Carved from wood, swaying as it floated towards the Sea Surface.
When it floated out of the Water Surface, it was immediately spotted by a sharp-eyed Great Demon.
"Fufufufufu, this Thing is mine!" A late-arriving Yokai who hadn't witnessed the Terror of the Clear Light emitted by the Black Cauldron directly rushed forward. Under the mocking Gaze of the other Yokai, he reached out and grabbed the Black Cauldron.
"Inugami is really bold!" A short-statured monster with a green Turtle Shell on its Back, a Pointed Beak, and a Mediterranean hairstyle sarcastically mocked this fellow who didn't know his Life and Death.
However, when Inugami's Palm held the Black Cauldron and he remained unharmed, the Yokai gradually sensed that something was Abnormal.
In the darkness, pairs of Eyes, some crimson, some demonic green, some pale Gold, lit up one after another, carrying Bloodthirsty Radiance!
"Inugami, hand over the Thing. This Thing belongs to Nurarihyon's Group." An Ox-Head monster, at Nurarihyon's signal, led a group of Ghoul and charged towards Inugami, who was holding the Black Cauldron.
The arrogant Voice of the Ox-Head monster echoed in the darkness, like igniting a pile of gunpowder barrels.
Hundreds of Shadows simultaneously pounced towards Inugami, who was holding the Black Cauldron.
Chapter 513: Seizing the Cauldron
Although it was noon, the Sea Surface was like dusk before nightfall.
Strange Figures, in groups of two or three, were scattered across the Sea Surface. The largest group of these "people" numbered over a hundred Shadows, surrounding a Bald-headed Elder wearing a brown Great Cloak.
The Bald-headed Elder held a dry cigarette in his hand and was Commanding the numerous Ghoul behind him to unleash their Demonic Power, Manifesting translucent Talisman, seemingly trying to block the spreading Clear Light.
However, he clearly underestimated the Formidable nature of this Clear Light. As soon as the Talisman came into contact with the Clear Light, they instantly dimmed and shattered into streams of Firelight.
Under the continuously spreading Clear Light, the Bald-headed Elder could only lead his Ghoul in a constant retreat. A few Ghoul whose steps were slower were caught by the Clear Light. The Clear Light passed through their Bodies, and the Bodies of these Ghoul directly shattered.
"Nurarihyon! You cunning old Ghost are here too!"
A Figure wearing Tang Dynasty Imperial Attire appeared at the edge of the Clear Light. This Figure held a Paper Folding Fan, covering half of their Face. Although their appearance couldn't be seen, they exuded a sense of peerless grace!
"Tamamo-no-Mae!" The Bald-headed Elder saw this Figure appear and immediately pressed his hand to his Sword Hilt, assuming a Sword Drawing Stance. The Hundred Demons behind him also collectively adopted Attack postures.
"Nurarihyon! Shh! We'll settle our score later, I don't have the Energy to deal with you right now!" Tamamo-no-Mae, a Great Demon whose Life in Japan was second only to Yamata no Orochi, raised her index Finger and gently placed it against her lips, shushing Nurarihyon!
"Burp!" Tamamo-no-Mae covered her mouth, her Eyes twinkling with a cunning Smile. She laughed towards Nurarihyon, "Excuse me, I ate a bit too much just now! After all, thanks to you, I haven't had a good meal in hundreds of years!"
Nurarihyon watched the wisps of Black Energy emerging from between Tamamo-no-Mae's Fingers with a gloomy Expression, knowing that this fellow must have taken advantage of this maritime disaster to massively Devour many Human souls.
"Damn it!" Nurarihyon's Fingers pressed tightly against his Sword Hilt. He wasn't angry about Tamamo-no-Mae Devouring Humanity.
He was angry that Tamamo-no-Mae had gained the Opportunity to recover her Strength. Hundreds of years ago, he had ambushed Tamamo-no-Mae, which allowed him to secure his Position as the Commander of the Hundred Demons.
Once Tamamo-no-Mae recovered her full Strength, he would be in trouble!
"Damn it, didn't those Onmyoji boast about being the strongest in Japan? How could they let this fellow escape? What about the Gods they worship? A bunch of idiots!"
Although Nurarihyon maintained the steady demeanor of a commander in front of his Ghoul Subordinate, in his heart, he had already cursed those unreliable Onmyoji a thousand times.
Baka! Could the Sessho-seki have shattered?!
Are the Gods you worship just freeloaders?!
What Nurarihyon didn't know was that if he had arrived fifteen minutes earlier, he would have seen the God worshipped in the Shrine.
The Strength of these Gods was far greater than that of these Ghoul. Correspondingly, they sensed the Abnormal state of this Sea Area earlier than these Ghoul.
The early bird gets the worm. The Underworld Cauldron on the Seabed was no less tempting to these Japanese Gods than a Manchu Han Imperial Feast laid out before a starving gourmand. If they couldn't Restrain their Desire, they would be Refined into a part of this Underworld Cauldron. The dozen or so Gods who were Devoured by the Underworld Cauldron were a cautionary tale.
Tamamo-no-Mae stood on the Sea Surface, the Sea Breeze blowing past, her hair fluttering. As expected of a Great Demon from Japanese Legend, she wore magnificent clothing, her demeanor was graceful, and every movement exuded an Aura that could make one's Divine Soul reel.
The folding fan in her hand gently unfolded, the fan surface lightly swaying. With a playful Expression, she looked at the worried-looking Nurarihyon.
This peerless grace attracted a Gaze towards her even from Queen Mother of the West and Dragon King, who were hidden in The Void.
"Goddess! This seems to be the White-faced, Golden-furred Nine-tailed Fox from Qing Qiu that fled to Japan during the Tang Dynasty!" Dragon King's pair of Dragon Eye stared intently at Tamamo-no-Mae, sizing her up. His Expression seemed as if he would swallow Tamamo-no-Mae whole the next moment!
"It is indeed of the Qing Qiu Bloodline!" Queen Mother of the West glanced indifferently at Tamamo-no-Mae, not putting this thousand-year-old Great Demon in her Eyes.
Although Tamamo-no-Mae was born with nine tails and possessed extraordinary Ability, she was a Powerful One who could not be ignored, not only among the Great Demon but even among the Gods of Takamagahara.
But who was Queen Mother of the West? The Tong Ming Beast she raised could level the entire Takamagahara by itself. As for Tamamo-no-Mae, in front of her, she was just a little Fox with prettier fur.
It could be said that Queen Mother of the West, who was called an Ancient God in This World, was the true Existence standing at the peak of This World. Only a handful of people could compare with her.
No, the only two people in This World who could be mentioned in the same breath as her were dealt with. One was beaten into the Six Paths of Reincarnation by Tang Song, and Taishan Fujun suffered the fate of Soul and Spirit Annihilated.
At this moment, Queen Mother of the West could truly be called, Below One Person!
Many Great Demon arrived at this Sea Area one after another. Many still had Blood around their mouths, clearly having feasted during this maritime disaster!
Japan, this tiny country, claimed to have eight million Ghost God. To put it bluntly, any Resentful Ghost could potentially be enshrined in a Shrine and become a so-called God.
The legitimacy of these Japanese Gods was so questionable, it was even worse than the humidity during the humid spring in the south.
Many Yokai were both Demon and Gods worshipped in Shrines.
However, the Yokai who could come to this Sea Area had some Ability. Of course, for Dragon King, there were only two that were worth looking at: one was a young Yokai with a bare upper Body, revealing a sturdy physique, a single horn growing in his red hair, and a half-human-sized large-mouthed gourd on his Back.
The other wore an Onmyoji robe that was white with blue patterns, had half a Face Mask on his Face, and Black Wings on his Back.
Dragon King heard those Yokai call these two Shuten-doji and Daitengu. The Aura of both were not weak, comparable to Tamamo-no-Mae.
As for the myriad others, such as "Vampire Princess", "Inugami", "Kuro Mujou", "Shiro Mujou", "Hannya", "Hone-onna", "Kiyohime", "Jorōgumo", "Zhen", "Kubinashi", "Warrior Spirit", "Satori" - these Yokai from Japanese Legend capable of making crying children stop, Dragon King didn't even bother to lift an Eyebrow. His Eyes were fixed solely on Tamamo-no-Mae.
As more and more Yokai gathered in this Sea Area, it vaguely formed a Scene more terrifying than the Night Parade of One Hundred Demons, like Netherworld Hell.
"Hehehehehe, is there some Treasure on the Seabed? So many Great Demon are gathered here!"
"I sense the Aura of a Treasure!"
"Look quickly, what is that?"
The Black Cauldron submerged on the Seabed seemed to also sense the Aura of these Yokai. Its originally heavy Body immediately became as if it were Carved from wood, swaying as it floated towards the Sea Surface.
When it floated out of the Water Surface, it was immediately spotted by a sharp-eyed Great Demon.
"Fufufufufu, this Thing is mine!" A late-arriving Yokai who hadn't witnessed the Terror of the Clear Light emitted by the Black Cauldron directly rushed forward. Under the mocking Gaze of the other Yokai, he reached out and grabbed the Black Cauldron.
"Inugami is really bold!" A short-statured monster with a green Turtle Shell on its Back, a Pointed Beak, and a Mediterranean hairstyle sarcastically mocked this fellow who didn't know his Life and Death.
However, when Inugami's Palm held the Black Cauldron and he remained unharmed, the Yokai gradually sensed that something was Abnormal.
In the darkness, pairs of Eyes, some crimson, some demonic green, some pale Gold, lit up one after another, carrying Bloodthirsty Radiance!
"Inugami, hand over the Thing. This Thing belongs to Nurarihyon's Group." An Ox-Head monster, at Nurarihyon's signal, led a group of Ghoul and charged towards Inugami, who was holding the Black Cauldron.
The arrogant Voice of the Ox-Head monster echoed in the darkness, like igniting a pile of gunpowder barrels.
Hundreds of Shadows simultaneously pounced towards Inugami, who was holding the Black Cauldron.
