Rebirth of Devouring Dragon Emperor

Chapter 646: The Dark God Alchemist
The weather in summer is hot and dry. There are few pedestrians on the streets, and only the tireless sound of cicadas continues to ring.

Just in the afternoon, Chu Xian went out for some fresh air, and when he came back he said, "Those ninjas have finally made a move. They have come in many plainclothes clothes, surrounding us and setting up a large formation!"

"What preparations should we make?" Hanako Orika said with a little fear. Ever since the ninja forces took control of the country, she no longer dared to look at it with the old eyes.

Yang Xiaocong looked confused, obviously not knowing what this formation was.

Hatsune Miko said nonchalantly, "I already knew it. It's the Eye of Hell Blood Sacrifice Formation. I'm not afraid anyway."

"Also, I think that old guy Shenyu is too concerned about his reputation. Just bringing in a bunch of heavy artillery and missiles would be much better than that thing."

When Yang Xiaocong heard the name of this formation, she felt uneasy and couldn't help asking, "Sister Witch, what exactly is this Nether Eye Blood Sacrifice Formation?"

Japan's formation system has deviated too much from China. At this time, except Ye Qing, everyone was listening carefully.

Hatsune Miko explained in a relaxed manner: "The so-called formation is to circle out an area of ​​varying size, such as the area we are in now. As for the blood sacrifice, I believe they will pull a large number of prisoners from the cells, use the prisoners' blood and lives as sacrifices, and summon unknown ghosts to deal with us."

Be it Onmyoji or Miko, they are less afraid of ghosts than other practitioners, so she said it so easily.

Yang Xiaocong was already sweating profusely after hearing this, and the thought of seeking refuge already emerged in her mind.

Hatsune Miko continued, "This formation has another function. Anyone who has stayed in this formation will be marked on the soul level after leaving. Even death cannot wash away this mark."

Except for Ye Qing who remained calm and composed, everyone couldn't help but gasp.

Yang Xiaocong asked pitifully, "Sister Miko, have I been marked now?"

If his soul mark is damaged, there is no doubt that he will face endless pursuit by the Japanese ninjas. If he is unlucky, even if he dies, the ninjas will not let go of his soul.

"No hurry, no hurry." Hatsune Miko replied with a smile, "They have only been setting up the formation for half an hour. It is far from being successfully arranged, so naturally they can't mark you."

Hearing this, Yang Xiaocong jumped up from her chair as if she had received an electric shock, and said hurriedly, "Master Ye Qing, a mere mortal like me cannot afford to mess with the formation, so I will leave now. Goodbye everyone!"

Having said that, he ran away without a trace.

Inside the house, Chu Xian was already holding a long sword, with purple light flowing on the sword and a chilling aura.

"Master, I will go out and kill them first!" She said in a cold voice with murderous intent in her beautiful eyes.

Ye Qing shook his head calmly: "Wait a minute, the formation level of the Japanese ninja is quite poor. A formation of this level must have a divine weapon as the core of the formation. The person carrying the divine weapon has not arrived yet."

Chu Xian took back the sword in dismay.

At ten o'clock in the evening, there were few people on this block, which was completely different from usual.

Chu Xian could see clearly that from the afternoon until now, there were always some sneaky people bringing in some mysterious things and constantly filling them up underground.

She didn't understand the Japanese formation, but she still paid close attention to the number of people, at least no less than a hundred.

Finally, a tall ninja in black appeared, holding a spherical object in his hands.

The thing emitted a faint glow in the night, and you could tell at a glance that it had an extraordinary origin, most likely a divine artifact.

Chu Xian immediately drew out his purple sword and looked at his master. Ye Qing still looked calm and had no intention of taking the initiative.

With a slight "click" sound, the black-clad ninja embedded the glimmering sphere into a base.

Without the obstruction of other objects, Chu Xian finally saw the shape of the sphere clearly - it turned out to be a skull emitting a faint light!

Beside them, Hatsune Miko's face changed drastically: "Oh no, these ninjas are so generous, that's the skull of the god of the underworld, I can't stop them!"

"The skull of Hades, what is that?" Chu Xian asked subconsciously.

At this time, Hatsune Miko and Hana Koori had already quickly hidden behind Ye Qing.

Hanako Orika quickly explained: "Although the owner of the skull is not a true underworld god, he is also the first generation of powerful alchemists who went to Japan. This artifact has almost never appeared in the world, and no one knows how the ninja found it."

"It's extremely dangerous. After all, he is one of the ancestors of Onmyoji!" Hatsune Miko warned seriously.

Ye Qing stood up slowly and walked outside lazily. From the look of him, it seemed that he was going to take the skull artifact directly.

In a matter of seconds, a large number of prisoners were escorted in from outside, their eyes and mouths were sealed with cloth strips.

Then, countless cold lights flashed, and these people were killed silently on the spot.

A large amount of blood gushed out, quickly soaking the ground.

A cool breeze blew, making the air even colder than usual. Within a mile around, there was silence, not even the usual sounds of insects hibernating.

The black-clad ninja noticed someone walking out of the target room, smiled coldly, and quickly knelt in front of the "Skull of Hades".

He began to chant in a low voice: "Great God of Hades, please open your eyes and look. Your servants have prepared a rich blood feast for you. If you still feel unsatisfied, please kill everyone except your servants!"

Ye Qing listened to the prayer and shook his head in disappointment.

"That ancient alchemist seems to have a very poor literary level. Even the lines he prepared for his appearance were so bad that they are comparable to those gods and demons in the West. No wonder he was driven out of China back then."

As he spoke, the light of the "Skull of Hades" became brighter, and the temperature within hundreds of meters around it suddenly dropped a lot!
Before anyone knew it, a huge shadow about ten meters high suddenly appeared in the air.

The shadow had a face and was dressed like an ancient alchemist. His feet floated off the ground. Although he did not seem to be carrying any weapons, his hands were so dry that they were frightening.

"What a terrifying evil spirit." Chu Xian muttered to himself as he looked at the huge shadow.

"Master Ancestor of the Underworld, you finally came out. Please help your descendants kill the enemy!"

As soon as he saw the shadow appear, the black-clothed ninja became excited and quickly pointed at Ye Qing and others and spoke loudly.

The shadowy "God of Hell" didn't even glance at Ye Qing, but instead stared at the black-clothed ninja and asked, "You said you are my descendant?"

The voice sounded kind and gentle, but once it entered my brain, I felt like my head couldn't hold it anymore and was about to explode.

The black-clad ninja shook his head violently, trying hard to get rid of the headache and clear his mind.

(End of this chapter)