Chapter 322

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Chapter 322: the Tyrant

"In the mountains, there are no tigers, only a group of playful monkeys everywhere…"

Bai Wei took a step forward, and the golden domain expanded once again. The golden pressure crushed and flattened the surrounding land, causing the faces of the two monsters to change.

Even the simplest-minded individuals understood that there were mysteries in this world, and those who possessed knowledge of these mysteries were considered even more noble than members of the government.

Even witches, shrine priests, and onmyoji, such spiritual practitioners, placed great importance on personal aptitude. The mysteries they encountered were merely superficial, just scratching the surface.

The current scene alone is enough to make ordinary people pause in awe. Those who possess knowledge of the mysteries have already, in various senses, transcended the boundaries of humanity.

Heroic spirits are not humans, immortals are not humans, and emperors, of course, are not humans.

In just a few seconds, Bai Wei’s mask suddenly shattered, as if breaking a layer of mirror. Previously, no matter how you looked at him, he appeared to be a person from the Ming Country. But now, no matter how you look at him, he no longer resembles someone from the Ming Country. He looks like a celestial being who descended to Earth. Even a fool would realize that he had run into a wall.

But can he simply wait for death?

The wolf let out a roar, causing sound waves to ripple outwards. However, even the slightest tremor could not disturb a single golden wave, as its power effortlessly reverberated back and ended up injuring the Tengu. Feathers scattered in disarray from its back.

The Tengu didn’t even blink once. It’s not that it didn’t want to; it simply couldn’t move. Every muscle in its body quivered and trembled under the relentless pressure of the golden force.

Without even lifting a finger, the opponent’s entire body seemed on the verge of breaking apart.

If he were to find out, this was only a fraction, maybe even a thousandth or ten thousandth, of the power during its peak. He might have been at the mercy of his opponents already.

Not knowing if it was remnants of fighting spirit that made him cling to a glimmer of hope, he continued to brew the possibility of a counterattack in the direst circumstances.

In the next moment, the golden aura receded, and its pressure suddenly disappeared. The wary Tengu looked at the young man and wondered if his strength had been depleted.

However, that was not the case. The opponent remained unfazed, with a calm expression and indifferent gaze. There was no hint of contempt, but rather, it seemed as if they were looking at an ant or a moth, completely ignoring its presence.

If earlier Bai Wei’s approach was like lifting a shield in full armor, then now he has realized the worth and nature of his opponent. He has taken off the armor, because his opponent is nothing more than a tiny bug the size of a finger.

The Tengu was ignited with madness by this gaze. The way it stared at the insignificant creature easily broke through the defenses of Bai Wei from the Hundred Demons Party. It raised the Zen staff by its side and swung it towards Bai Wei’s head, wishing to shatter it into pieces.

In the next moment, a burst of ferocious power came pouring down. Bai Wei gripped the corpse of the centipede monster and swung it like a whip. The Zen staff struck the body of the demon, its solid form ringing out with a clang. Then, the iron shell shattered into pieces, and the insect blood splattered all over the Tengu. However, Bai Wei remained unharmed by the blood, and as the Zen staff came crashing down, Bai Wei glanced at it briefly. Suddenly, a momentary tremor erupted in the air, followed by a flash of golden light. The Zen staff was swiftly propelled back.

The Tengu continued to strike, again and again, in a relentless barrage. The ferocious combo lasted for nineteen strikes, causing his muscles to tear apart. The upper half of his body was drenched in blood, like a leaking basket. However, despite the Zen staff being warped and distorted, it still couldn’t break through the opponent’s defense, not even once. With a roar, the Tengu gathered all its strength and launched another powerful assault, carrying the force and swiftness of a Tengu’s demonic wind. Even a skilled swordsman would have difficulties defending against it.

Bai Wei raised his arm slowly, his hand carrying a strand of Golden Power, gently touching the descending Zen staff. In an instant, the weapon shattered, and the golden light spread along the fragmented and crumbling weapon, extending all the way to the Tengu’s arm. The golden light almost tore him apart as well. The shadowy spirit’s hands transformed into blades and sliced through the Tengu’s arm, sparing his life but turning both arms into ashes within the golden glow.

"Phew…" Bai Wei blew away the flying dust in the air, his eyes revealing a profound disappointment. "Is this all you’ve got?" he murmured.

He took a step forward, saying, "You have provoked a war against me… and this is all you’ve got?"

He took another step forward and declared, "I donned the crown and summoned my troops for battle, but in the end, all I am faced with are mere insects?"

The golden pressure made the sky above the courtyard rumble and shake, as if it was about to collapse.

"Where is your king?"

"Let him come out."

"Fight a great battle with me against thousands of soldiers!"

Bai Wei came with thoughts of war, not just for revenge and killing.

The Hundred Demons Party crossed his limit, both in their actions and the process, greatly offending him. Since the shogun didn’t take action, he decided to step in. Under the Golden Throne, with his army of a thousand horses, they would surely rise again.

What if the mystery is incomplete? The king is here, and it’s time for this bunch of insects to stop wasting time!

The emperor in history was indeed a tyrant, there is no denying that. Bai Wei killed all the imperial families, even though he knew some of them had no desire for the throne. He destroyed five nations, even if they were willing to submit… Even if it was to pave the way for righteousness, in the end, too many lives were lost in the process. That’s why he never considers himself wise, nor does he dare call himself a good person. Let the titles of sage and saint be given to others; he prefers to be called by derogatory names.

Tyrant… couldn’t be more fitting!

Bai Wei shattered the physical and mental defenses of the Hundred Demons Party, pushing them to the brink of collapse.

While watching from the edge of the battlefield, Song Lang could never find an opportunity to join in. Without hesitation, he gave up any chance of rescuing his comrades.

This golden mystery far surpassed the limits of its clever mind’s imagination. Just the sight of it was incomprehensible. What level of mystery was this? Surely, it was no weaker than the Heroic Spirit Principle. So, no matter what it did, it would be in vain. Being caught and killed was only a matter of time.

With a mighty roar, Song Lang signaled and resolutely chose to fight to the death.

The Hundred Demons Party fears no death, although the cost of physical damage is significant, it doesn’t result in complete annihilation of body and soul. Remaining dormant beneath the Yellow Springs, there will eventually come an opportunity for a comeback.

The wolf extended its palm and pierced it into its own chest. It retrieved its heart and mercilessly crushed it. In the next moment, its entire body ignited in indigo flames. Ignoring everything else, it charged towards Bai Wei. The remaining Crow Tengu and Shadow Ghost, though unable to rise under the weight of the golden pressure, resolutely chose loyalty. They self-destructed on the spot, transforming into a burst of blue fireworks.

Bai Wei found himself engulfed in flames, and yet, the Golden Power remained unbreakable. The temperature rose slightly.

He didn’t understand the meaning of this self-destruction, filled with confusion. In that moment of doubt, he suddenly felt a chilling presence.

In the air, a swirling distortion appeared. The Hundred Demons Party was not committing suicide, but offering sacrifices, hoping to exchange something at the cost of their own lives.

Bai Wei sensed danger, but he gladly accepted the invitation… "Let me see what you’re capable of!"

He was looking forward to an epic battle between kings.

In the twisted space, a hand emerged and with a single palm strike, the entire courtyard of the house collapsed in an instant.

The golden object developed cracks. Its power was now incomplete, but only another object of the same level of mystery could truly shake its mysteriousness.

He looked towards the source of the twisted palm, catching a glimpse of a pair of profound eyes. Just that one glance made him feel dizzy and disoriented.

In an instant, the clash between kings unfolded in a brief exchange of glances. It was a soul-level collision.

Just with that one glance, the mysteries held by both sides clashed.

Bai Wei’s power was not complete enough, and it seemed the other person was the same. In the first second of their confrontation, both of them felt pain.

The emperor was determined to keep pushing forward, unafraid of pain! Even when the spiral fragment pierced through his chest, he didn’t shed a single tear. He had long grown accustomed to pain.

However, the other person cherished feathers even more. After the pain, they immediately shifted their strategy, wanting to draw Bai Wei’s soul into their own domain.

Bai Wei was taken aback. He could tolerate a battle with incomplete strength, but the other person couldn’t. Thus, it turned into a dull and protracted war.

The confrontation didn’t last for too long. In the end, it was the three monsters who caused the twisted space to disappear first, and Bai Wei was not pulled into another time and space.

He caught a glimpse of the true nature of the other person, but he couldn’t avoid being tricked a little.

[Falling into the Underworld Countdown: 3:00]

But Bai Wei managed to hold on. Although he could only hold on for three minutes, it didn’t have much impact. The three-minute time difference made it impossible for the other person to accurately calculate where he would land. Before that, he just needed to confirm the anchor point to ensure his soul would fall outside the underworld.

Is the title the Lord of Yellow Spring? Perhaps it is another ancient or old god…

Underneath Yingzhou, there is something like this. Surprisingly, the shogun is sitting so comfortably, not afraid that one day a sword might stab Him and open His eyes?

This encounter abruptly came to an end, one could not say it was completely fruitless, but rather seemed like a strong start with a weak finish.

Bai Wei was extremely annoyed, Golden Power rarely ignites, but the opponent unexpectedly fled. He couldn’t help but draw his sword, looking around with a bewildered heart, saying, "Damn it."

…

With little time left, Bai Wei suppressed his anger and immediately set off with Hitomi Shimura to search for Rokuro Shimura’s whereabouts.

If he is locked inside the house, he might have already been buried by now. Fortunately, people from Yingzhou always enjoy having underground basements.

Bai Wei found the entrance to the underground basement. A flickering fire illuminated the cage. After casually crushing the little monster guarding the gate, he discovered Rokuro Shimura, who had been imprisoned.

The middle-aged man, upon seeing his daughter unharmed, immediately burst into tears of joy.

He quickly embraced his daughter, fearing he had almost lost her forever. Hitomi Shimura obediently held onto her father, but she didn’t shed a tear.

After Rokuro Shimura regained consciousness, he noticed Bai Wei standing nearby and could hardly resist the urge to kneel down and express his gratitude.

"Do not kneel," Bai Wei reproached, "We are in front of your daughter, so please be careful."

"Okay, okay," Rokuro Shimura straightened his back.

Bai Wei looked around and said, "I need to leave for a while. Could you help me get my body out?"

Rokuro Shimura couldn’t understand.

"Do you know what it means to have an out-of-body experience?" Bai Wei asked.

Rokuro Shimura nodded.

"After settling your daughter, can you send me to Kamitsumi Shrine? Is there any problem?" said Bai Wei.

Rokuro Shimura patted his chest and said, "Mr. Bai, you can rest assured!"

"Okay, I entrust it to you," said Bai Wei, glancing at the countdown that had less than thirty seconds remaining. He resolutely closed his eyes, preparing his soul to take flight.

Without consciously realizing it, he prepared to manipulate two coordinates of Europa, but after a moment’s thought, he changed his target.

Since both Michelle and Judy are able to do it, there is no reason why Jingūji cannot. However, her whereabouts are still unclear.

"Why not give it a try? Both sides still have the bond skill of the Heroic Spirit Principle," suggested the voice.

Bai Wei quietly recited "Fox Spirit" in his heart, closed his eyes, and the old monk entered a deep meditative state.

Rokuro Shimura carried Bai Wei, holding his daughter, as he looked at the chaos outside. They quietly sneaked back home.

Back at home, they entrusted Hitomi Shimura to the care of the two sword witches. Although they were both seriously injured, taking care of a little girl posed no problem for them.

Igarashi Shimizu stared at the sleeping Bai Wei and asked, "What happened to him?"

Rokuro Shimura explained, "Mr. Bai’s spirit has left his body."

Yoshine Ise said, "Is it possible that he can’t perceive anything since his soul is not here?"

Summoning courage, she reached out her hand and gently touched his sturdy nose bridge. "It seems like he can’t really feel anything," she whispered.

"I want to give it a try," thought Igarashi Shimizu, hoping to take advantage of the moment. She set her sights on the well-toned chest muscles she had been admiring for a long time.

Rokuro Shimura interrupted the two witches’ playful banter with a wry smile, mentioning that he had something important to attend to. He then lifted Bai Wei’s body and carried it out of the house.

Just as they stepped out of the house, it didn’t take long for them to encounter a young child by the entrance of the town.

Rokuro Shimura noticed that there were more tourists around lately. It could be that the lost boy was one of them. Rokuro’s kind heart started to worry, so he asked, "Dear child, what seems to be the matter?"

The boy licked his lollipop and said, "Are you talking to the real me? The real me is nothing special."

"Are you called ‘Benzun’? That’s a nice name."

"Ridiculous, the deity exclaimed, "mortal, don’t jest with me.""

"Okay, okay, where are your family members?"

"The person who takes care of me has just gone missing, and I don’t know where they’ve gone. I’m looking for them everywhere, hm, it’s really worrying."

"…" Rokuro Shimura thought to himself, "It must be you who got lost." He exchanged a few words with the boy, confirming that he was indeed lost, and pointed him in the right direction.

The boy’s attention shifted back to Bai Wei. "I was right, this person has an amazing physique," he thought.

The boy squeezed Bai Wei’s arms and legs. "The texture, wow, this sensation… in any case, it’s amazing. The future me should also… huh? Why isn’t this person speaking? Wake up, I have something to say."

Bai Wei could never have imagined that his body would be touched by a little rascal, even in his dreams.

Rokuro Shimura couldn’t help but laugh and cry, "Little friend, it’s better for you to go home quickly."

The boy continued to make a fuss around Rokuro Shimura, curious about the sleeping Bai Wei. Fortunately, this situation didn’t last long. A couple approached, and the woman gave the little boy a spanking on his bottom.

"Stop running around," scolded the woman as she wiped her tears. "Do you know how worried you made me?"

The boy’s pants were pulled down and his bottom was spanked. He cried out loudly as his own mother gave him a heavy spanking. "Stop, stop! I am… I am…"

The woman scolded, "What nonsense about ‘reincarnation’ and ‘Magic God’s Embryo’! You’ve read too many Ming Country novels. At a time like this, you’re still babbling, talking about finding a ‘reincarnated Magic God’s Embryo’. Let me tell you, ‘Magic Embryo’, is it? ‘Magic Embryo’, is it? ‘Magic Embryo’, is it?!"

With a cry, the boy received a painful spanking, leaving him with only enough strength to wail. After the spanking, the father picked up the boy in his arms.

"What a humiliation," the boy sniffled, then looked at Rokuro Shimura. "You, remember this, take good care of this man, for he will be of great value."

The couple apologized to Rokuro Shimura for their child’s obsession with novels, and then the family of three planned to leave the town by car.

If it was Hokusinn Kichyō here, she would surely recognize that this little boy is the elementary school student she had once saved on the tram.

…it was all fate.

Rokuro Shimura, accompanied by Bai Wei, borrowed a motorcycle midway and then faced the arduous climb up the mountain. It took them quite some time, but they finally reached Kamitsumi Shrine. Just as Rokuro had passed through the Torii gate, he suddenly felt a lightness on his shoulder, and Bai Wei’s body disappeared from the spot, nowhere to be seen.

In a dimension unseen to him, Bai Wei’s body traversed through a rift in time and arrived at Kamitsumi Shrine twenty years later. He was embraced and welcomed by Hokusinn Kichyō, but he remained asleep, yet to awaken.

"What’s wrong with him?" Hokusinn gently patted Bai Wei’s cheek, but he remained unresponsive. Turning to Kuya, she anxiously inquired, "Why won’t he wake up?"

"Her soul is not here, don’t worry. When the time comes, she will naturally awaken," Kuya spoke calmly. "Let us witness how much history has changed this time."

…

Time went back one or two hours.

Bai Wei’s consciousness was being transferred, and it was an unsteady journey. For a moment, he felt like he was floating in the endless expanse of space. But in reality, the opposite was true. He was falling into the underground, overlooking the realm of the dead. A force attempted to pull him into the realm, but unfortunately, it failed. Bai Wei had set an anchor point in advance, as if he interrupted a guiding skill with lightning and forcefully diverted his trajectory.

However, using muscles excessively could cause strains, and tearing the soul would also bring about pain. Bai Wei used the Golden Power to simply mend his torn soul. Only then did he start to pay attention to his surroundings. Unlike Europa, he realized that he didn’t seem to completely rely on inhabiting a physical body to sustain his existence. Perhaps it was because the physical distance was closer, or maybe it was because the mysteriousness of the island nation dissipated more slowly. In the freezing water of zero degrees, ice didn’t melt easily.

Moreover, there was a deviation in the coordinates, and his landing point wasn’t beside Saki Jingūji. However, the person in front of him was indeed a shrine sword witch.

They were wrong, but not completely wrong.

Bai Wei called out to her, "Hey, Aunt Kokonohana, wake up! I am Shaftlin."