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Chapter 172 Yan Chixia Makes His Debut

The words "wrongfully died" on the banner of this ghost general were enough to make these religious people's minds wander.

But now, the legendary City of the Wrongfully Dead, a place in the underworld specifically for evil spirits and ghosts, has actually appeared!
What world lies beyond that crack in the sky above Tokyo? None of the Onmyoji and Shinto priests present dare to imagine.

Their faces turned ashen, their eyes glued to the monitor screen, praying in their hearts that the British fire knight could hold on.

but.
Brad said it was really hard to handle.

With the appearance of this city of the unjustly dead, the aura of the ghost general in front of him increased exponentially, and boundless yin energy spread out, allowing tens of millions of citizens in Tokyo to see the terrifying phenomenon in the sky.

Some of the television helicopters that had just been coerced and bribed by their superiors to risk their lives to film this extraordinary battle scene, upon capturing this incredibly eerie footage, realized that their lives were far more important than promotions and raises, and turned around and left, heading far away from Tokyo.

TV station?
Why would anyone go to the TV station at this point? Of course, they should take advantage of having a plane in hand and run away as soon as possible.

It can't be called running away; it's called aerial photography of traffic congestion and real-time city news reporting.
Because of this series of chaos, people had already rushed to flee, those with airplanes took them, and those without drove cars.

Roads that are normally clear are now completely blocked because of the danger. No one wants to follow traffic rules, and chain collisions have occurred. Large areas of Tokyo are now completely blocked.

The traffic police officers dispatched by the Metropolitan Police Department headquarters to maintain order had no interest in directing traffic. They looked up at the sky with worry, hoping that the goddess of victory would be on their side.

"Never mind, let's just fight first."

Over Tokyo, Brad, whose momentum was completely suppressed, could not simply retreat without a fight, with so many people watching.

That would not only make Britain lose face, but also bring shame upon Gawain's ancestors.

Taking all this into consideration, he gripped the flaming greatsword tightly with both hands, deciding to fight first and think later. He gathered all his energy and swung the sword, unleashing a fierce and unparalleled golden flaming sword aura towards the eerie and terrifying City of the Dead not far away.

boom! Boom boom! !
In an instant, the sword light, like golden lightning, illuminated the dark sky above Tokyo, piercing through layers of ghostly aura, and sped towards the eerie ancient city ahead.

"Ah."

The ghost general was now standing on the top of the city wall of the City of the Unjustly Dead. He sneered as he waved the black flag that was billowing black smoke in his hand.

In an instant, countless white skulls howled and flew out from the City of the Dead, forming an enormous skull that opened its eerie maw and swallowed the incoming golden sword energy whole. As it chewed, it stared at Brad with its eyes flashing with ghostly green flames and let out a terrifying laugh.

"Hahaha."

This demonic laughter seemed to be a form of mental attack as well. The rolling sound waves dispersed the surrounding dark clouds and made everyone within a radius of dozens of miles feel dizzy.

Brad, facing the relentless, cacophony of noise, was in even worse shape.

Before he could even swing his sword a second time, his vision went black, as if tens of thousands of ants were crawling into his head at the same time.

As a qualified villain, Ghost General certainly wouldn't let this opportunity pass him by.

He continued waving the black flag in his hand with a cold expression.

In an instant, the enormous skull flew forward rapidly, opening its mouth to devour Brad whole.

"boom!!"

Fortunately, Brad's combat experience from fighting those sea monsters recently saved his life.

Knowing he had been tricked, he didn't bother to determine the enemy's location. Instead, he focused on unleashing the power of the sun bestowed upon him by his ancestor Gawain, which combined with the power of the dragon talisman embedded in the sword hilt. Incredibly intense golden flames rose from his body, making it look from afar as if a brand new sun had risen again in the dark sky above Tokyo.

Click! !
This enormous skull came billowing black smoke, but when it took a bite, it found that the human seemed to be burning its mouth.

The golden flames, with a temperature comparable to the surface of the sun, reacted violently with the dense ghostly aura emanating from the giant skull.

This caused a rumbling sound in the sky, and at the same time, it ignited the surrounding billowing yin energy.

Suddenly, a vast expanse of golden flames erupted over Tokyo, forming a massive sea of ​​fire.

Such a magnificent sight lifted the spirits of everyone in the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department's meeting room, where the atmosphere had been somber.

After a moment's thought, Director Nogami immediately ordered, "Contact the U.S. forces at Yokota Air Base and have them launch thermobaric bombs at the defensive line where the City of the Dead is located. This should be helpful to the Knight of the Dead."

"Yes."

Immediately, officers from the Metropolitan Police Department contacted the American father.

Meanwhile, on the aircraft carrier far from Tokyo, Lieutenant General Rick, who had just lost dozens of armed helicopters, was seething with anger.

Upon hearing the request from the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department, they agreed without hesitation, allowing dozens of fighter jets docked on the aircraft carrier fleet to take off simultaneously.

Of course, to avoid a recurrence of the previous situation where the pilots were possessed by ghosts, he instructed the fighter pilots not to get close and to fire thermobaric bombs from a distance.

"Yes!!"

Upon hearing this order, the American soldiers, who had initially looked reluctant, perked up.

They would definitely not agree to pilot fighter jets and fight those terrifying monsters.

However, if it's just launching missiles from a distance, they have that kind of courage, and a lot of it.

boom!
Boom boom! !
In an instant, with powerful cloud-burst bombs being launched and detonating over Tokyo, enormous mushroom clouds of fire rose up, and the scales of victory seemed to tip slightly in humanity's favor.

On the ground, without the threat of those monsters, Vice President Vance, who had been successfully escorted by American agents and was far away from Senso-ji Temple, was wearing sunglasses worn by the agent beside him. Looking up at the spectacular sight in the sky, his tense mind finally relaxed a bit. He thought that after such an explosion, those monsters couldn't possibly still be alive. This time, it should be the humans who won.

"call"

At the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department, Chief Inspector Nogami shared the same thought.

He sat down, his body still standing, and gazed at the enormous flames and smoke over Tokyo. As time passed, the smoke gradually dissipated, and what finally appeared in people's sight was a vast expanse of dense, deathly black mist.

The City of the Dead, which was the main target of the thermobaric bombs just now, seemed to suddenly come to life. Its city gates opened like the gaping maw of an abyss, spewing out a large amount of death energy and summoning a projection that was probably from some corner of the underworld.

In an instant, black smoke and ghostly energy surged forth.

Within the thick black fog, countless white bones and wronged souls appeared, piled up like mountains.

Filled with resentment, they stretched out their pale arms, howling as they reached for Brad, who was in mid-air.

Even as his arms sizzled and smoked from the golden flames surrounding Brad, he didn't care, like a moth drawn to a flame, endlessly.

Before long, they actually managed to extinguish the flames around Brad and slowly dragged him toward the City of the Dead.

"Hahaha, barbarian, I will accept your soul. You will surely have a place in the Banner of Ten Thousand Souls."

With a roar, the ghost general stood atop the city wall of the City of the Dead, his black banner billowing with even more black smoke, directing the ghosts to drag Brad, bit by bit, into the city.
"Oops."

Grasped by those pale, ghostly hands, Brad felt a chill run through his body. Even though he was desperately swinging his flaming greatsword, there were just too many of these ghostly creatures around him, and they seemed fearless of death. "It's over. This British knight doesn't seem to be able to hold on."

On the ground, Sato Shizuka and Harada Yoshiya looked at each other with somewhat bitter expressions.

They knew that if even this Englishman died, the two of them would be even less able to defeat these monsters.

"Damn it, let's fight!"

With gritted teeth and a ruthless heart, Sato Shizuka used her remaining strength to slap the ground with her palm, summoning a blue wooden bird.

Under Princess Kako's extremely worried gaze, the two of them jumped onto the back of the giant wooden bird and flew into the sky.

Meanwhile, Michael loaded the last relic bullet, raised the muzzle of his sniper rifle, and first aimed at the head of the giant centipede surrounded by countless pale yellow lights in the distance. Then, a look of struggle flashed across his face as he turned the muzzle and aimed at the ghost general standing on the city wall of the City of the Unjustly Dead.

boom! !

The next second, the relic bullet, imbued with the power of the wind, shot out silently toward the ghost general on the City of the Undead.

Just before it was about to hit him, the black flag in his hand emitted bursts of black energy, which condensed into an enormous black serpent that roared and blocked the attack, rendering it ineffective.

Although the relic bullet released an incredibly dazzling white light the instant it hit the Yin Serpent, purifying and annihilating it.

But not long after, even more black energy overflowed from the black flag, condensing once more into a gigantic serpent that flew towards Harada Yoshiya and Sato Shizuka, who had already taken to the sky.

"Phew, I'll do it."

Seeing this, Harada Yoshiya took a deep breath, gripped the demon sword Onikiri tightly with both hands, and the crimson blood energy surging around him almost solidified. Standing on the blue wooden bird, he slashed at the black serpent attacking from afar.

boom! ! !
The sky seemed to have been split open at that moment.

A fierce sword aura shot straight into the sky, cleaving the menacing Yin Python in two.

Seeing this, the ghost general finally focused his attention on the two of them, gently waving the black flag and coldly snorting, "A last-ditch resistance."

As soon as he finished speaking, much more black energy than before poured out, transforming into dozens of terrifying serpents that simultaneously attacked the two of them.

"No way??"

Harada Yoshiya's face twitched slightly upon seeing this. He closed his eyes and concentrated, letting Sato Shizuka control the wooden bird to dodge nimbly, while he continuously swung his sword, unleashing dense, blood-red sword energy that formed a vast sword net in the sky.

One head, two heads, nine heads, ten heads.
After nearly half of the Yin Pythons had been killed, the Ghost General finally lost his patience and let out a fierce roar while holding up his flag.

Boom! !

Instantly, countless vengeful spirits flew out of the City of the Wrongfully Dead, howling and surrounding Harada Yoshiya and Sato Shizuka.

With such a large number of these ghosts, it was inevitable that the sword net 'woven' by Harada Yoshiya would have some gaps.

A ghostly creature pierced through the layers of sword energy and crashed into him, followed by a second and a third.

Sato Shizuka received the same treatment.

The two of them were instantly enveloped in ice, their movements froze, and their bodies plummeted straight down.

"It's over, hahaha, Tokyo is completely finished."

Seeing this scene, many people still trapped in Tokyo lost all hope. In order to die with some dignity, a university student from the University of Tokyo climbed onto the roof of the building, preparing to jump off.

"Wait, Ida, look over there!!!"

Just as he was about to jump, his classmate suddenly grabbed him, pointing with an incredulous expression at the spatial rift in the sky.

To everyone's astonishment, three people, like ancient sword immortals, flew out of the dark crack, riding the wind and controlling their swords.

When the camera zoomed in, the satellite in the sky captured clear photos of the three people's faces.

Inside the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department, Chief Inspector Nogami was startled, his face a mixture of surprise and delight. "Yako!!"

He never expected that his eldest daughter, whom everyone thought was dead and who had been missing for a whole week, would be alright and even fly out of that obviously problematic spatial rift.

In contrast to Director Nogami, who focused most of his attention on his daughter, most people in the conference room glanced at Flying Eagle and Yako, who were dressed in modern clothes, and focused their main attention on the dignified-looking, bearded Taoist priest in a Taoist robe.

It was clear that a hint of fear flashed across the ghost general's face after the other party appeared. He said angrily, "Yan Chixia, this is not the land of the Divine Continent. Do you still want to meddle in other people's business?"

"Hahaha, as a disciple of Mount Shu, I, Yan Chixia, have no choice but to intervene when I see you demons causing trouble."

"And not only will I manage this, this time I'm also going to settle accounts with you guys. The universe is boundless, and heaven and earth lend their power."

The bearded Taoist priest took out a gourd of wine from his waist, drank the wine, and laughed heartily as he looked up at the sky.

With a wave of his hand, he safely sent the flying eagle and the sprout on the flying sword to the ground.

He then bit his fingertip, drew circles with both hands, and wrote Tai Chi symbols on his left and right palms.

"Ten Thousand Swords Technique - Swords Transform into Myriad Formations".

In an instant, countless sharp sword lights flew out from the scabbard on Yan Chixia's back, turning and shooting down towards the Ghost General and the City of the Unjustly Dead where he was.

These flying swords were all covered in a layer of lightning, and just by looking at them, you could tell they were incredibly powerful.

And so it is.

With each deafening explosion, sword energy mixed with lightning swept outwards, causing the ghosts surrounding the City of the Wrongfully Dead to scream in agony. With each burst of lightning, large numbers of ghosts were torn to shreds by the sword energy and lightning.

Yan Chixia stood on the flying sword, pressing down with both palms in succession. The thunder in his palms summoned dark clouds and lightning, which continuously exploded with dazzling lightning amidst the dense ghosts.

In just a few breaths, he single-handedly swept through the enemy ranks, forcefully carving through the entire Ghost Mountain and saving Brad from being dragged into the City of the Dead.

Because of the seemingly endless Yin energy, Brad had basically lost consciousness and was only instinctively gripping the greatsword inlaid with dragon runes.

"I didn't expect to see the Holy Lord's talisman as soon as I came out. I can borrow it."

Yan Chixia glanced down at the European-style greatsword in Brad's hand, his gaze lingering on its hilt. He then made a sword-finger gesture and slashed across the blade.

In an instant, the heavy sword, which was just an inanimate object in Brad's hands, seemed to come alive in Yan Chixia's hands.

boom! Boom boom! !
As Yan Chixia unleashed a sword light to safely transport the unconscious Brad away, everyone heard a violent roar from the sky.

(End of this chapter)