The wrath of the Yamata no Orochi was completely unleashed as it was injured so heavily when it was sleeping. Such pain instantly caused it to awaken from its drunken state. The eight snake heads opened their maws and sprayed out jets of black-colored water, causing numerous holes to appear on the ground while an intense fishy smell permeated the atmosphere.
No matter what came in contact with the black water, that object would be corroded into nothingness. There was no need to mention anything more about the fragile human body.
The group of Japanese wanted nothing more than to grow two more legs so they could flee at a faster speed.
Only the Japanese goddess and Fuuma Taro didn’t flee too far. They were controlling their shikigamis to attack.
The Shuten-Doji transformed into an evil spirit that was three meters tall. The amount of demonic qi it exuded was so much that it formed a sea of blood. Within the sea, numerous ghosts howled as they lunged toward the great serpent, wanting to tear it into pieces.
The Kyuubi no Kitsune also revealed its true form, becoming a white fox that was over ten meters long. Its nine tails were like that of a peacock, fanning out behind it. Different kinds of energy were unleashed from each of its tails.
Since the two greater demons were subdued as shikigamis, they had no way to resist the orders of their masters. They had to ignore the possibility of death as they continued attacking the most terrifying demonic beast in Japanese mythology.
Hence, an intense chaotic battle ensued.
The aftershock from the attacks spread outward, devastating the surroundings.
The Yamata no Orochi fought against the two greater demons alone, yet it completely occupied the advantage.
Feng Lin hid faraway, pretending to be useless trash, not attracting the attention of everyone.
After all, these Japanese didn’t have a divine weapon such as the Sword of Totsuka. They weren’t able to deal fatal damage to the Yamata no Orochi. On the contrary, they further enraged it, causing it to become even more savage, resulting in the group of Japanese suffering even more casualties.
However, since these Japanese dared to come here, they would definitely have something to depend on. Feng Lin didn’t stupidly rush forward. He chose to wait patiently for a chance to seize food from the mouth of the tiger, snatching the Kusanagi Sword in one smooth action.
On the battlefield, the might of the Yamata no Orochi towered up into the sky. Each of the snake heads was as thick as a giant pillar, ruthlessly slamming toward the demons, sending the Shuten-Doji flying through the air. The ghosts in the sea of blood surrounded the serpent, but no matter how they attacked, they couldn’t even break the scales on the Yamata no Orochi’s body.
The Nine-tailed Fox chained her energy attacks together, yet the great serpent simply brute-forced through everything.
Each head of the Yamata no Orochi could unleash a different unique energy attribute. Destruction followed everywhere it passed. Moreover, jets of black water sprayed all over the surroundings, corroding everything that came in contact with the water.
The group of Japanese all retreated. It seemed like they weren’t able to do anything at all.
If things continued on, the situation would only grow from bad to worse.
As the main forces of the battle, Fuuma Taro and the goddess exchanged a glance as they nodded resolutely. They held onto their porcelain bottle and bamboo tube as they muttered incantations and folded hand seals, aiming the opening of their respective items toward the shikigamis.
“Return!”
The Shuten-Doji and Kyuubi no Kitsune had no way to resist. They howled in misery and a moment later, an image of them appeared like a tattoo on the bodies of Fuuma Taro and the goddess.
Human and Divine as One!
Their bodies immediately transformed. Fuuma Taro became an evil demon with two horns on his head. Vast amounts of devil qi radiated behind him as the shrieks and howls of ghosts rang out unceasingly.
The goddess transformed into a charming fox maiden that was half-fox and half-human. Nine fluffy tails swayed behind her, brimming with intense might.
Forward Step Slash!
Fuuma Taro’s entire body was wrapped in a demonic wind. He took a step forward and his body spun. With a saber in his hand, he danced through the air, slashing out a beautiful arc. A vast saber force was generated from his slash, transforming into a material force and becoming a great saber-image over 50 meters. It wanted to slice the great serpent into twain.
The body of the Yamata no Orochi was too large; it wasn’t able to evade this slash cleanly and had to endure the blow. One of the snake heads was sliced off, revealing white bones as fresh blood spurted from the wound in the neck.
“Amaterasu!” That Japanese goddess cried in a low voice as her nine tails moved, joining together into one. On the tip of the tail, a strange-looking black flame appeared. This black flame didn’t emit light or heat; it silently crackled and was incomparably bizarre.
This was none other than the legendary world-destroying flame. The black flames of Amaterasu landed on the Yamata no Orochi, instantly incinerating it. The black flames could burn through everything in the world and wouldn’t be doused even if the whole ocean was poured on it. In fact, pouring anything on it would only cause the flames to burn even more intensely. Very soon, another one of the snake heads was taken out and burned into ashes.
After the two of them fused with the greater demons they subdued, their combat prowess explosively increased which destroyed two of the Yamata no Orochi’s heads the moment they acted.
Yamata no Orochi, no, it shouldn’t be called the eight-branched great serpent but six-branched great serpent instead.
The Yamata no Orochi writhed in agony, shooting out a flood of that jet black water. After that, each of the six heads shot out different types of energy—thunder, fire, ice—forming an energy vortex that engulfed the group of Japanese.
Fuuma Taro’s entire body was cloaked in demonic qi. His saber arts were incredibly sharp as he continued to launch a barrage of attacks. In a radius of ten meters, a swath of destruction followed the path of his saber, slicing apart everything.
Meanwhile, the Japanese goddess was like a peacock displaying its tail. She controlled the black flames and was like Amaterasu descending to the mortal world, destroying everything with the divine black flames.
The two of them didn’t fear the power of the great serpent. They rushed out and engaged the Yamata no Orochi in close combat.
Fighting the world-destroying demon beast with the tiny bodies of humanity, if this scene was seen by the Japanese, they would simply feel that heroes in their myths and legends had just come alive.
However, Feng Lin still chose to hide in the darkness. His eyes gleamed with a bright light as he surveyed everything.
As time passed, the battle gradually grew clearer.
Although the two of them fused with the demons they subdued and greatly increased their strength, making them on par with elite cultivators and giving them the power to heavily injure the Yamata no Orochi, the Yamata no Orochi’s body was just too big. Any attack it launched was enough to shake the heavens and earth. Just the shockwaves from its attacks were enough to wound them.
As of now, five of the snake heads had been severed, leaving behind a pathetic three. It could be said that neither side had won.
(It’s about time I make my move!)
Feng Lin had waited too long in the shadows, and he knew it was finally his turn to act. He took out the purple gourd and undid the seal, releasing the Daitengu.
“Slash the Yamata no Orochi’s abdomen apart!” He coldly commanded.
The Daitengu had already submitted, and it had no way to resist the order. It instantly used its strongest attack, fusing as one with its katana and slashing out an arc in the air that was like lightning and fire…wanting to destroy all lives.
Third slash of extreme destruction!
A sudden attack out of their expectations occurred. Fuuma Taro and the Japanese goddess were both startled; they leaped back and slowed their actions.
At this moment, the katana of the Daitengu slashed forth, brimming with a power capable to annihilate everything and opening up a wound on the turtle shell-like abdomen of the Yamata no Orochi. Boiling blood flowed all over the ground as the glint of a silver giant sword flashed brightly.
A figure sped forth, moving like an apparition. Upon grabbing the Kusanagi Sword, that figure ruthlessly pulled it out.
The Yamata no Orochi howled in agony. Its giant body unceasingly shrank until it got absorbed into the Kusanagi Sword; an image of the Yamata no Orochi was imprinted on it.
“Who are you?” Fuuma Tarou was both shocked and angered. They were about to kill the Yamata no Orochi, yet somebody actually stole their kill? Who could be so audacious?
“You are not Yamamoto Ichiro!” The eyes of the goddess gleamed sharply as though wanting to pierce through Feng Lin’s disguise and see his real appearance.
Feng Lin didn’t bother with them. His hands held onto the Kusanagi Sword, and he could feel an evil energy flowing into his body. For some reason, he actually felt that the limit of his body was going to break apart. His vitality stats were surging rapidly.
97, 98, 99, 100…
His vitality stat shot up like a rocket, not stopping despite reaching the 100 point mark and directly breaking through the limits of the human body.
The wrath of the Yamata no Orochi was completely unleashed as it was injured so heavily when it was sleeping. Such pain instantly caused it to awaken from its drunken state. The eight snake heads opened their maws and sprayed out jets of black-colored water, causing numerous holes to appear on the ground while an intense fishy smell permeated the atmosphere.
No matter what came in contact with the black water, that object would be corroded into nothingness. There was no need to mention anything more about the fragile human body.
The group of Japanese wanted nothing more than to grow two more legs so they could flee at a faster speed.
Only the Japanese goddess and Fuuma Taro didn’t flee too far. They were controlling their shikigamis to attack.
The Shuten-Doji transformed into an evil spirit that was three meters tall. The amount of demonic qi it exuded was so much that it formed a sea of blood. Within the sea, numerous ghosts howled as they lunged toward the great serpent, wanting to tear it into pieces.
The Kyuubi no Kitsune also revealed its true form, becoming a white fox that was over ten meters long. Its nine tails were like that of a peacock, fanning out behind it. Different kinds of energy were unleashed from each of its tails.
Since the two greater demons were subdued as shikigamis, they had no way to resist the orders of their masters. They had to ignore the possibility of death as they continued attacking the most terrifying demonic beast in Japanese mythology.
Hence, an intense chaotic battle ensued.
The aftershock from the attacks spread outward, devastating the surroundings.
The Yamata no Orochi fought against the two greater demons alone, yet it completely occupied the advantage.
Feng Lin hid faraway, pretending to be useless trash, not attracting the attention of everyone.
After all, these Japanese didn’t have a divine weapon such as the Sword of Totsuka. They weren’t able to deal fatal damage to the Yamata no Orochi. On the contrary, they further enraged it, causing it to become even more savage, resulting in the group of Japanese suffering even more casualties.
However, since these Japanese dared to come here, they would definitely have something to depend on. Feng Lin didn’t stupidly rush forward. He chose to wait patiently for a chance to seize food from the mouth of the tiger, snatching the Kusanagi Sword in one smooth action.
On the battlefield, the might of the Yamata no Orochi towered up into the sky. Each of the snake heads was as thick as a giant pillar, ruthlessly slamming toward the demons, sending the Shuten-Doji flying through the air. The ghosts in the sea of blood surrounded the serpent, but no matter how they attacked, they couldn’t even break the scales on the Yamata no Orochi’s body.
The Nine-tailed Fox chained her energy attacks together, yet the great serpent simply brute-forced through everything.
Each head of the Yamata no Orochi could unleash a different unique energy attribute. Destruction followed everywhere it passed. Moreover, jets of black water sprayed all over the surroundings, corroding everything that came in contact with the water.
The group of Japanese all retreated. It seemed like they weren’t able to do anything at all.
If things continued on, the situation would only grow from bad to worse.
As the main forces of the battle, Fuuma Taro and the goddess exchanged a glance as they nodded resolutely. They held onto their porcelain bottle and bamboo tube as they muttered incantations and folded hand seals, aiming the opening of their respective items toward the shikigamis.
“Return!”
The Shuten-Doji and Kyuubi no Kitsune had no way to resist. They howled in misery and a moment later, an image of them appeared like a tattoo on the bodies of Fuuma Taro and the goddess.
Human and Divine as One!
Their bodies immediately transformed. Fuuma Taro became an evil demon with two horns on his head. Vast amounts of devil qi radiated behind him as the shrieks and howls of ghosts rang out unceasingly.
The goddess transformed into a charming fox maiden that was half-fox and half-human. Nine fluffy tails swayed behind her, brimming with intense might.
Forward Step Slash!
Fuuma Taro’s entire body was wrapped in a demonic wind. He took a step forward and his body spun. With a saber in his hand, he danced through the air, slashing out a beautiful arc. A vast saber force was generated from his slash, transforming into a material force and becoming a great saber-image over 50 meters. It wanted to slice the great serpent into twain.
The body of the Yamata no Orochi was too large; it wasn’t able to evade this slash cleanly and had to endure the blow. One of the snake heads was sliced off, revealing white bones as fresh blood spurted from the wound in the neck.
“Amaterasu!” That Japanese goddess cried in a low voice as her nine tails moved, joining together into one. On the tip of the tail, a strange-looking black flame appeared. This black flame didn’t emit light or heat; it silently crackled and was incomparably bizarre.
This was none other than the legendary world-destroying flame. The black flames of Amaterasu landed on the Yamata no Orochi, instantly incinerating it. The black flames could burn through everything in the world and wouldn’t be doused even if the whole ocean was poured on it. In fact, pouring anything on it would only cause the flames to burn even more intensely. Very soon, another one of the snake heads was taken out and burned into ashes.
After the two of them fused with the greater demons they subdued, their combat prowess explosively increased which destroyed two of the Yamata no Orochi’s heads the moment they acted.
Yamata no Orochi, no, it shouldn’t be called the eight-branched great serpent but six-branched great serpent instead.
The Yamata no Orochi writhed in agony, shooting out a flood of that jet black water. After that, each of the six heads shot out different types of energy—thunder, fire, ice—forming an energy vortex that engulfed the group of Japanese.
Fuuma Taro’s entire body was cloaked in demonic qi. His saber arts were incredibly sharp as he continued to launch a barrage of attacks. In a radius of ten meters, a swath of destruction followed the path of his saber, slicing apart everything.
Meanwhile, the Japanese goddess was like a peacock displaying its tail. She controlled the black flames and was like Amaterasu descending to the mortal world, destroying everything with the divine black flames.
The two of them didn’t fear the power of the great serpent. They rushed out and engaged the Yamata no Orochi in close combat.
Fighting the world-destroying demon beast with the tiny bodies of humanity, if this scene was seen by the Japanese, they would simply feel that heroes in their myths and legends had just come alive.
However, Feng Lin still chose to hide in the darkness. His eyes gleamed with a bright light as he surveyed everything.
As time passed, the battle gradually grew clearer.
Although the two of them fused with the demons they subdued and greatly increased their strength, making them on par with elite cultivators and giving them the power to heavily injure the Yamata no Orochi, the Yamata no Orochi’s body was just too big. Any attack it launched was enough to shake the heavens and earth. Just the shockwaves from its attacks were enough to wound them.
As of now, five of the snake heads had been severed, leaving behind a pathetic three. It could be said that neither side had won.
(It’s about time I make my move!)
Feng Lin had waited too long in the shadows, and he knew it was finally his turn to act. He took out the purple gourd and undid the seal, releasing the Daitengu.
“Slash the Yamata no Orochi’s abdomen apart!” He coldly commanded.
The Daitengu had already submitted, and it had no way to resist the order. It instantly used its strongest attack, fusing as one with its katana and slashing out an arc in the air that was like lightning and fire…wanting to destroy all lives.
Third slash of extreme destruction!
A sudden attack out of their expectations occurred. Fuuma Taro and the Japanese goddess were both startled; they leaped back and slowed their actions.
At this moment, the katana of the Daitengu slashed forth, brimming with a power capable to annihilate everything and opening up a wound on the turtle shell-like abdomen of the Yamata no Orochi. Boiling blood flowed all over the ground as the glint of a silver giant sword flashed brightly.
A figure sped forth, moving like an apparition. Upon grabbing the Kusanagi Sword, that figure ruthlessly pulled it out.
The Yamata no Orochi howled in agony. Its giant body unceasingly shrank until it got absorbed into the Kusanagi Sword; an image of the Yamata no Orochi was imprinted on it.
“Who are you?” Fuuma Tarou was both shocked and angered. They were about to kill the Yamata no Orochi, yet somebody actually stole their kill? Who could be so audacious?
“You are not Yamamoto Ichiro!” The eyes of the goddess gleamed sharply as though wanting to pierce through Feng Lin’s disguise and see his real appearance.
Feng Lin didn’t bother with them. His hands held onto the Kusanagi Sword, and he could feel an evil energy flowing into his body. For some reason, he actually felt that the limit of his body was going to break apart. His vitality stats were surging rapidly.
97, 98, 99, 100…
His vitality stat shot up like a rocket, not stopping despite reaching the 100 point mark and directly breaking through the limits of the human body.
