Rebirth of Devouring Dragon Emperor

Chapter 622 The Brewing Storm

Kanagawa Chijima, this is a place name that cannot be found in any Japanese information.

Even half of its name is passed down by word of mouth among the highest levels in Japan, it is extremely mysterious.

It is an invisible house that can move freely. For thousands of years, Onmyoji have used this house as their base camp and it has never been attacked.

It is said that Chitose Abe is over 200 years old, but he still looks like an old man who is almost 60 years old. The biggest secret is that the flow of time in the Kanagawa Takaima slows down.

Ancient music sounded, and in the hall of Zhijingjian, a group of beautiful shikigami were dancing gracefully.

In the eyes of Onmyojis, this is a scene that they can never get enough of no matter how many years they enjoy it.

"Life is but a tiny thing, and the world is like a dream!"

An Onmyoji who was as old as a mummy said with emotion.

Abe Chitose looked at the man with disgust. He was a waste whose ambition had been completely worn out.

The mummy Yin Yang master quickly shut up and stood respectfully. He didn't want to be driven out of Kanagawa Takaima. If he did that, he would not survive more than ten days outside.

At this time, a younger Yin-Yang master came to report.

"Lord Qianshou, Ye Qing has finally launched an attack on the Emperor, and the three national treasures are about to fall into his hands. Do you think we need to intervene?"

Upon hearing this, Chizu Abe did not speak immediately, but closed his eyes as if he was weighing things carefully.

The music in the room slowed down, and the dancing of the beautiful shikigami began to become a little stagnant and awkward.

After a while, Abe Chitose opened his eyes and said, "Ota Ritsu, your family once married into the Emperor's family seven hundred years ago, hoping to use the blood of Onmyoji to help the royal family improve their cultivation talent. That was during the shogunate era, and everyone just let it go."

"But to this day, you still stand on the side of the Emperor's family and forget your noble identity as an Onmyoji. This is an unforgivable sin."

Chitose Abe spoke very slowly, like a judge standing in the court, sentencing a criminal over and over again ten times.

"Master Qianshou, please understand, that's not what I meant, that's not what I meant!"

Without the permission of the Onmyoji leader, one cannot summon one's own Shikigami here. Oota Risa became extremely panicked and knelt down and kowtowed hard.

Chitose Abe and the nearly one hundred Yin-Yang Masters present all responded with cold looks, just like the look between dead people looking at each other.

The atmosphere suddenly became strange and solemn.

At the same time, the beautiful Shikigami who were singing and dancing just now seemed to suddenly possess a lot of spirituality and vitality, and were no longer as conventional and unoriginal as before.

"Thanks to the gift of the gods and the leader, flesh and blood are the power of dance." The tallest Shikigami bowed to Abe Chijutsu.

"Beautiful blood is the source of inspiration for singing and dancing." A light-footed shikigami walked up to Oota Risa and looked at her carefully.

"Only the flesh and blood of Onmyoji is the key to the growth of Shikigami's power."

The next moment, a group of beautiful shikigami tore the unlucky Onmyoji Ota Ritsu into pieces in full view of everyone, swallowed her in small gulps quickly, and in less than half a minute, they had devoured her cleanly.

The speed of this action is jaw-dropping.

"Thank you for the gift, Chief." A group of beautiful Shikigami saluted Abe Chitose with satisfaction, then retreated respectfully.

"This is what happens to betrayers."

Abe Chitose's voice was eerily calm. He closed his eyes again and spoke slowly.

"We, the Onmyoji lineage, have been fooled by the traitor Xu Fu for two thousand years, but we have noble blood and must have the spirit to open up a new world. A mere national treasure cannot be a reason to constrain us in the new era." As soon as these words were spoken, the unchanging expressions of the many Onmyojis in the room finally changed.

"Master Qianshou, this may be our chance to achieve immortality."

"Ritsa Ota should die, and his family should be eradicated!"

"Sure enough, the leader of every generation of Onmyoji is always the wisest one!"

"You are right, sir. It was the service that caused Xu Fu's family to end in this era."

"Ye Qing and the Emperor's family? Haha, let them fight first!"

"In this country of Japan, there should be a place for Onmyojis like us among the gods!"

Amaterasu Building, Kyoto.

It is called this name because this skyscraper is one of the offices of powerful people in Japan.

It is also the tallest building in Japan.

On the rooftop, a cool breeze was blowing. A dozen people in suits and ties had been standing there for a while, in silence.

After a while, their leader, the chief of the imperial guards, said angrily, "Those guys have said for thousands of years that they are loyal to the emperor, but what happens now? They don't give us troops or police force!"

"I am too embarrassed to go see His Majesty the Emperor. Please do as you please. Perhaps, in the future, there will no longer be anyone in Japan that everyone wants to be loyal to."

After saying that, the captain of the guards slowly took out his pistol and aimed it at his temple.

A dozen of his subordinates looked at him quietly, and no one spoke out to dissuade them at this moment, as if they were rushing to a "seppuku" honor ceremony.

"Bah!"

Gunshots rang out, and black holes with blood gushed out from both ends of the captain of the royal guards' head, and he fell to the ground dead.

The other dozen or so royal guards imitated the etiquette of warriors, bowed to each other, and then walked silently to the railing on the top floor.

They jumped down one after another, like human meat dumplings.

Kyoto, Japanese Imperial Palace.

At some point, large groups of drones began to fly over the vast imperial palace.

The scene was like a gathering of wild bees, and it looked as if these wild bees were not from the same hive.

If it were any other time, a drone would be captured immediately and would cause a big international dispute. Unfortunately, in today's situation, it seems that the Japanese are no longer willing to care about those things.

Yang Xiaocong’s drone was also among them, but the drone he hastily found was too low-end and was repeatedly knocked to the ground by drones that were at least two generations ahead of him.

"Damn it, you think you're great just because you're rich? You think you're great just because you're technologically advanced? I'll give you eighteen generations of ancestors!"

Yang Xiaocong was so angry that he started to curse, but he also knew clearly how deep the water was and it was far beyond the ability of a rich second-generation like him who just wanted to eat and wait for death to stir up.

Just like now, the huge imperial palace is exposed in front of him and others. At first glance, it is quiet and unguarded, just like a female actress who has no resistance.

But do he and his companions dare to go over?
There, now is the storm center of a country, and this storm has been brewing for thousands of years.

No matter who it is, if they go there at this moment, they will most likely be torn to pieces by the storm!
(End of this chapter)