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The crown that Tamamo-no-Mae, known for her illusions, received... seems to still be related to illusions.
The chaos that Tamamo-no-Mae had caused in the bustling city center several times in her previous life suddenly came to mind.
Dou Tang immediately felt that there was no need to continue testing him.
The next moment, a high-pitched shriek was released from under the helmet, and the pressure of the demons and gods fell heavily like an invisible Mount Tai, solemn and majestic like the majesty of a great god, which was born from the man.
The air was filled with the dampness of sludge fungi and the whispers of countless spiritual beings.
The hellish realm suddenly appeared in the world.
Chapter 323 Audience
the other side.
a few minutes ago.
Just as Lu Zizhen stopped the car and Dou Tang entered the building, a car suddenly stopped in front of Lu Zizhen.
Like Lu Zizhen's car, the sedan was an unassuming black, but something inside made Lu Zizhen uncomfortable.
Immediately afterwards, someone Lu Zizhen didn't want to see got off the car.
The man in the black trench coat I'd seen before.
The man in the black trench coat was still wearing a mask, and his large sleeves were bulging, clearly indicating that he was still carrying a weapon.
Lu Zizhen glanced at the pedestrians on the street, then looked at the man in the trench coat and said, "Do you want to start a fight here? Have you thought it through?"
“No.” The man in the trench coat shook his head. His gloomy eyes turned slightly, not looking at Lu Zizhen, but at the internet cafe in front of the two of them. His voice was hoarse and deep: “I’m here to observe.”
Several flustered customers walked out of the internet cafe, apparently the ones who had been kicked out by Dou Tang. Through the windows on the first floor, it could be seen that the staff were calling the police.
This small commotion did not distract Lu Zizhen. She continued to stare at the man in the trench coat and said, "Bystander? If it were an ordinary person bystander, I wouldn't care."
"But I find dangerous elements like you very repulsive."
“This happened in public, and I wasn’t the only one watching. I was just watching openly.” The man in the trench coat turned his gaze to Lu Zizhen.
Lu Zizhen scoffed. She understood what the man in the trench coat meant. With Dou Tang and her acting so flamboyantly, many evil spirits would be secretly watching what was happening here. Those guys were sneaky and annoying.
“I don’t care about those voyeurs, because even if they watch, they might not have the guts to step forward and join in the fun.” Lu Zizhen’s eyes were filled with vigilance. “But it’s different for those who dare to show themselves openly. Most of these guys have the courage to get involved, but they don’t have the self-awareness to do so.”
Seeing that he couldn't make Lu Zizhen lower her guard at all, the man in the trench coat helplessly raised his hand and said, "I'm sorry, I have to admit that I really have no ill intentions right now."
"I just wanted to find the best place for my boss to watch it."
"Boss..." Lu Zizhen frowned.
The man in the trench coat took two steps back and opened the back door of the car next to him.
Then, a long, slender leg stepped out of the car and onto the ground, its pure white chunky heels giving it a somewhat wild look.
The already extremely tall swordsmith, Nagafune, stepped off the carriage.
Today she wore white suit trousers and a jacket, and a black shirt with subtle, elaborate floral decorations.
The cold winter wind couldn't stop her from showing her collarbone, and the gold necklace around her neck added to her fierce aura. Coupled with her already neat and short hair that reached her chin, the swordsmith Osafune looked like an important figure in the Yakuza, as if she were the leader of some organization.
Lu Zizhen frowned.
The knifesmith, Longboat, with a cigar in his mouth, gently flicked the end of the cigar with his tongue. The man in the trench coat next to him quickly took out a lighter from his pocket, bowed slightly with utmost respect, and lit the cigar for the tall, slender woman in front of him with a flicking sound.
"Hiss... Huff." The swordsmith, Nagafune, took off his cigar and exhaled a rich breath. He looked at Lu Zizhen in front of him, slightly puffed out his chest, and his proud, broad chest immediately overshadowed Lu Zizhen's average size.
She looked Lu Zizhen up and down, then met Lu Zizhen's gaze for a second or two, and laughed, saying, "You have good eyesight."
Lu Zizhen tilted her head slightly, also sizing up the woman with a strong aura in front of her, and asked with narrowed eyes, "Who are you?"
“Me…” the swordsmith Osafune laughed. “My surname is Osafune, I don’t have a given name, and my hometown is Okayama.”
The Bizen Osafune Sword School of Okayama.
The term "Bizen Osafune" refers to the sword-making tradition that has been established in Okayama Prefecture since ancient times. Due to the excellent quality of iron ore near Okayama, Osafune in Bizen Province has been a place where many famous sword-making families have lived since ancient times.
However, in modern times, due to the demand for swords and the gradual drying up of iron mines near Okayama, Bizen Osafune became an ancient term.
Nowadays, apart from some sword-making workshops and museums that preserve ancient sword-making techniques, there is no longer a true Bizen Osafune sword school in Okayama Prefecture.
At this moment, the woman actually referred to herself as Longship... she only referred to herself as Longship.
Lu Zizhen could hardly believe that this name was her real name.
Either this person refuses to show her true face, or she is... extremely arrogant, thinking that she can represent the entire Bizen Osafune Sword Faction.
“I guessed you were Ryūko Sada.” The swordsmith Osafune smiled, took a puff of his cigar, and continued, “I’ve long heard of your great reputation in Tokyo, that you’re the most prominent exorcist in Tokyo in recent years. Now that I see you, you are indeed a very capable person.”
"Let's skip the compliments!" Lu Zizhen waved her hand dismissively. "Now..."
What's happening inside cannot be disturbed.
Lu Zizhen's eyes were extremely hostile, filled with murderous intent, and she said coldly, word by word, "This is the final warning."
The swordsmith, Longship, didn't seem to care. Instead, she leaned against the car behind her and said, "It's nothing. I'm just looking around. This guy is here to protect me. You don't need to be so nervous, Miss Lu."
Seeing how relaxed the swordsmith, Nagafune, was, Lu Zizhen understood that there was no point in talking nonsense, so he simply took out a stack of talismans from his pocket and waved his arm.
Suddenly, talismans flew out, as if they had their own souls and wills, waving in the air. Passersby on the roadside were all astonished by this amazing scene.
The talismans fell from the sky, scattered on the street, and then stuck firmly to the ground, vaguely enveloping the entire internet cafe.
This was the best precaution she could take; in such a vast, open space, she couldn't afford to worry about much else.
She also estimated that it was about time.
"boom!!"
"squeak----!!"
Suddenly, a piercing shriek came from the third floor of the internet cafe, and at the same moment, countless pieces of glass on the street vibrated and shattered, disintegrating into a pile of rubble.
Pedestrians on the road covered their ears and fled in panic, their screams echoing everywhere.
Only Lu Zizhen, the swordsmith Changchuan, and the other two remained expressionless, quietly looking towards the third floor of the internet cafe.
The swordsmith Osafune whistled: "Wow~ What a grand display. Is Tamamo-no-Mae really that strong?"
"Watching Mr. Ren's battle with Tamamo-no-Mae from such a VIP seat is much more exciting than soaking in a hot spring."
Upon hearing this, Lu Zizhen did not react at all. She could not act rashly now. If the swordsmith Chang Chuan did not make a move, then her rash action would only make the situation more chaotic.
She wasn't sure if Dou Tang needed her immediate help, so she could only pretend she hadn't heard the swordsmith Chang Chuan's teasing.
Chapter 324 The Battle for the Crown
Everything awakens.
Dark green slime mold rises from the earth, moving like a worm.
The wooden door creaked, as if it were issuing its own accusation.
An invisible aura descended upon the dimly lit corridor, weighing heavily on everyone's hearts. The shrill scream that could shatter glass had barely faded when an even heavier roar was born.
The billowing wind, accompanied by the thick, dark fog, lifted Dou Tang's wide trench coat, its hem stretching wildly outwards like the wings of a vulture bringing death.
This is to announce the arrival of hell, this is to announce the start of war.
Malice spread in everyone's hearts, and everyone unrelated to the war was immersed in fear and grief. They had no courage to stand by and watch, and only wanted to do everything they could to escape from here.
But in Tamamo-no-Mae's heart, a fighting spirit ignited, a furious flame that wanted to tear Dou Tang apart, gnaw at him, and kill him.
[Blue Demon Crown] [Siren Head Crown] [Ito Crown] [Ookusake Crown] [Spiritual Crown] [Soma Crown]
The six crowns opened instantly, and the six abilities they represented emerged into the world, bringing an unparalleled sense of oppression.
The aura of the blue demon illuminated her compound eyes, and those eyes, shrouded in thick fog, stared at Tamamo-no-Mae. The terrifying pressure of being coveted by demons and gods made Tamamo-no-Mae feel uncomfortable all over.
The lingering echo of the siren's shrill blast still resonated within Tamamo-no-Mae; even now, she could feel her internal organs trembling slightly, still throbbing from the sharp sound.
The power of "spiritual fulfillment" acted throughout the corridor. Unmanned computers roared and played noisy sounds. One webpage after another opened without anyone controlling it, accompanied by the fluorescent lights of the monitors emerging from behind the doors.
Doors opened and closed automatically, urging unrelated humans to leave quickly, while at the same time, it seemed as if countless hands were playing pranks in the corridor.
The murderous intent of the serpent dragon made Tamamo-no-Mae's heart itch unbearably. She had never thought that she would want to kill Ren Doutang so much, nor had she ever felt such a surge of emotion.
The emotion more unforgettable than love is hatred.
Preparations for the battle are complete, and both Tamamo-no-Mae and Toudou understand this.
Therefore, there is no need to hesitate or waver; just follow your heart.
The longsword cleaved through the black mist and slashed down at Tamamo-no-Mae. As it slashed, the sword even emitted an excited roar, as if a human was stirring within it.
"bass--"
Claws clashed with the longsword, sparks flying and illuminating Tamamo-no-Mae's face through the black mist. Tamamo-no-Mae's face was contorted with rage, her beast-like vertical pupils radiating a chilling killing intent.
The longswords clashed and descended, while Dou Tang's other hand was not idle either, throwing a punch that was enveloped in thick fog and accompanied by the wailing of vengeful spirits.
The punch landed on Tamamo-no-Mae's shoulder, causing her to stumble back a few steps in pain.
"Tamamo-no-Mae! Prepare to die!"
Dou Tang roared, and countless slime molds surged around him like waves, lifting and pushing him forward like a cannonball, slashing at Tamamo-no-Mae once again.
At this moment, Tamamo-no-Mae's mind was racing.
Why does Dou Tang possess the power of so many crowns?
How much did he do before he woke up?
Madman...madman!
Tamamo-no-Mae spread her hands, and her clothes transformed into a kimono. The kimono, with its chrysanthemum pattern as the background, was elegant and luxurious, accompanied by a fragrant breeze.
She suddenly spread her wide sleeves, catching it.
Dou Tang's sword, with an arm circling, deflected the slash while simultaneously trapping Dou Tang's blade.
Her other arm was slightly bent and circled around, the large sleeve catching the wind, and she swung it towards Dou Tang's face.
A sweet, ambiguous, and heavy scent carrying a woman's fragrance directly assaulted Dou Tang's face!
"Hiss—" Caught off guard, Dou Tang took a deep breath, and the resentment and illusion in that breath rushed into his brain. Seeing this, Tamamo-no-Mae revealed a cold smile.
"Looks like no matter what, your weakness hasn't changed. You're still that innocent, naive boy, hahaha..."
Tamamo-no-Mae's most proficient illusion technique is undoubtedly the seduction of the opposite sex.
The world's impression of her as a scourge to the country and its people has created this power that has become instinctive, making it exceptionally effective even when used hastily.
In his previous life, Dou Tang was protected by Hao Li, so he could not possibly be fooled by illusions.
Haoli is a drifting underworld, and the immense will it carries is far beyond what illusions can shake.
But this life is different... Tamamo-no-Mae has realized that Tou-Tang has truly given up the protection of Hao-Li and the privileges of being a Hao-Li land dweller.
Then you'll just become my plaything!
What was the name of that anime I watched the other day?
Yes, poor Tom, I've got him completely under my thumb... Huh?
A fierce fist suddenly burst through the mist and struck Tamamo-no-Mae's collarbone hard.
Intense pain, a surge of force, erupting in an instant.
"boom!"
Tamamo-no-Mae was instantly sent flying. Faced with the overwhelming power of Ito Crown's "Mountain Moving and Sea Swallowing," even as a great demon, there was only one outcome: being sent flying.
Qianli's figure flew backward and crashed into the concrete wall at the end of the corridor. The wall crumbled and cracked, leaving a human-shaped dent.
But the instant the crater appeared, Tamamo-no-Mae vanished from it. She moved with lightning speed, leaping through the air and landing on the water pipe at the top. Using one hand for leverage, she then burst off from above Dou Tang's head.
She's trying to escape.
Although she didn't know why Dou Tang was able to dispel her illusions, Tamamo-no-Mae believed that she was no match for Dou Tang in such a confined space.
Her only chance of winning now is to use the lives of ordinary people as leverage, just as she has done many times before.
Use it as leverage... but don't kill.
The humiliating memories resurfaced in her mind.
The real catalyst that drove Dou Tang to begin his relentless pursuit of her across half of China was when she started killing innocent people.
Now, being hunted down by him once again, and threatened with ordinary people once more, Tamamo-no-Mae's once proud heart is now filled with fear because of those past memories.