Under One Person: My Inner Realm Connects to All Worlds!

Chapter 234 Summoning the Spirit
"Intruder! Die!"

The Jorogumo spoke in human language, her eyes flashing red light. She opened her mouth and spat out a large amount of sticky white spider web, which covered Han Yun from all sides. At the same time, several sharp spider legs stabbed out like spears.

Han Yun's expression remained unchanged, but his footwork shifted.

The character "坤" (Kun) signifies quicksand!

The ground around him instantly softened and shifted, as if he were sinking into quicksand, causing Jorogumo's sure-fire attack to miss. At the same time, he pointed his fingers like a knife and slashed through the air.

Li Character - Pure Yang True Fire - Crimson Serpent!

A blazing line of fire appeared out of nowhere, heading straight for the sticky spider web. With a hissing sound, the spider web was instantly burned to ashes, turning into wisps of smoke.

"Who exactly are you, with this flame?"

The Jorogumo retreated in horror, for it was naturally afraid of such a powerful and masculine force.

Han Yun didn't bother to answer. He dashed forward like lightning, dodging the spider's series of stabs, and struck Jorogumo's abdomen with his palm, at the junction of the spider's body.

The soft, yielding force of the palm penetrated directly into her body, instantly destroying the core of Jorogumo's demonic power. Jorogumo screamed in agony, her massive body trembling violently before collapsing to the ground, her demonic energy dissipating, unable to move any further.

Having easily dealt with the gatekeeper spirit, Han Yun continued walking straight towards the center of the most intense Yin energy he sensed—the "Youxuan" tea room.

The closer they got, the colder the surrounding air became, and the candlelight flickered, as if countless whispers were ringing in their ears, disturbing their minds. This was mental interference within the core area of ​​the barrier.

With a thought, Han Yun activated the Mahayana Bodhicitta Sutra, his consciousness becoming as clear as a mirror, unblemished by dust and impervious to all evil. All hallucinations and distracting thoughts that approached within three feet of him vanished without a trace.

He arrived at the teahouse door, but instead of pushing it open, he said loudly, "The guest has arrived, why not open the door and greet him?"

Inside the tea room, Ashiya Dōman suddenly opened his eyes, a flash of surprise and anger in them. He hadn't expected his opponent to break through the outer barrier and Jorogumo's obstruction so quickly and easily, directly finding the core.

But he was shrewd and calculating, and he instantly suppressed his emotions. His voice came through the door with a hint of feigned composure: "You came uninvited, broke my formation, and injured my shikigami. Isn't that a bit too rude?"

"rude?"

Han Yun chuckled, "You who have usurped my land, resorting to such treacherous tricks, attempting to overthrow the world, do you even deserve to talk about 'propriety'?"

Before he finished speaking, Han Yun pointed his fingers and a condensed golden light pierced the door of the tea room like a sharp sword.

boom!
Countless distorted ghost face runes instantly appeared on the door, attempting to block it, but they were as fragile as paper in the face of the golden light, shattering instantly.

The wooden door shattered, revealing the interior.

Ashiya Dōman had already stood up, holding a bat fan that exuded a strong evil aura in his hand, and several blurry but powerful shikigami phantoms appeared behind him.

Dark red array patterns lit up the floor and walls of the entire tea room, and the air was filled with a nauseating stench of blood and resentment.

"Since you insist on seeking death, I will grant your wish!" Ashiya Dōman's face twisted into a ferocious grin as he swung his bat-shaped fan. "All demons, heed my command! Devour souls and steal spirits!"

In an instant, a mournful howl echoed throughout the tea room, and countless vengeful spirits and ghostly phantoms surged out of the formation, baring their fangs and claws as they pounced on Han Yun.

The entire tea room seemed to have transformed into a ghostly realm.

At the same time, hundreds of spirits are sacrificed, instantly arousing their resentment and creating a ghostly aura that isolates the inside from the outside, thus continuously draining the life force of those within the formation.

Its power was comparable to the full-force burst of a Ten Elder. Faced with this terrifying sight, Han Yun simply took a step forward calmly.

The Qi of Dan Yun condensed around his body, and pure Yang golden light suddenly burst forth from behind his head, like the rising sun, dispelling all gloom!
"Even a grain of rice can shine?"

The pure yang golden light spread like a tide, and wherever it passed, the vengeful spirits and evil ghosts that rushed towards them were like ice and snow meeting the scorching sun, letting out extremely shrill screams. Their bodies quickly twisted and faded, and finally turned into wisps of green smoke and dissipated.

The dark red array patterns flickered violently under the golden light, their brightness uncertain, emitting a hissing sound as if they were about to collapse under the strain.

Ashiyajima Yoshi's expression changed drastically. His famous Hyakki Yagyō Formation was so vulnerable in the face of this extremely yang and strong golden light!
"This is impossible! What kind of golden light is this?!" he exclaimed in disbelief.

This golden light was far purer and more vast than the Golden Light Mantra of Longhu Mountain that he knew, carrying a majestic Taoist charm that cleanses the universe and restores all things to their rightful place.

Han Yun did not answer, and took his second step.

The Feng Hou Qi Men formation unfolded silently, instantly enveloping the entire tea room.

"The two characters of Qian and Kun combine to create a world apart!"

This kind of Qimen technique is an advanced application of space within the Qimen formation. It is said that time is supreme and space is king. Qimen techniques involving time and space are generally beyond the qualifications of most practitioners to learn.

This spatial technique was also deduced by Fuxi himself through the Feng Hou Qi Men method.

In fact, many of the variations in Qimen Dunjia techniques were deduced by Wang Ye himself, an incarnation. These variations even included changes and combinations of two or more elements, which could unleash even greater power.

This is also one of the most interesting aspects of Qimen Dunjia, because you can never imagine how unexpected the next move will be.

If Feng Hou Qi Men fell into Zhou Sheng's hands, he could probably only develop the realm of "Transforming Myself into King". But if it fell into the hands of Hua Shen Wang Ye, who possessed the divine essence of Fu Xi, and was empowered by the power of the Word Spirit, it would become a programming language that could analyze the changes in heaven and earth and rearrange and reorganize them.

Or rather, it can be called—creation!

The space inside the tea room seemed to stretch and distort infinitely. Ashiyajima Yoshi felt as if he and Han Yun were only a few steps apart, yet it felt like they were separated by thousands of mountains and rivers. A heavy pressure squeezed in from all directions, making it hard for him to breathe.

The phantom of the shikigami behind him let out an uneasy roar and became increasingly blurry.

"Kun Zi·Liushi!"

The ground suddenly softened, and countless hard stones surged up like flowing water, transforming into a giant hand that grabbed down at Ashiyajima Yoshimi's head!

"Don't think about it!"

Ashiyajima Yoshi, being one of the twelve divine masters, remained calm despite his shock. He bit his tongue and spat a mouthful of blood onto the bat-shaped fan in his hand.

"I humbly beseech you, all gods and immortals, to descend! Bind the demons and subdue evil! Eliminate all ghosts! So be it!"

The bat-shaped fan shone with a brilliant black light, and a hideous ghost head pattern appeared on its surface, seemingly coming to life and emitting a silent roar. A beam of condensed, almost tangible black evil light shot out and collided fiercely with the stone palm.

boom!
The evil light and the stone palm collapsed simultaneously, and the powerful shockwave pulverized all the furniture and furnishings in the tea room.

Ashiyajima Yoshimi staggered back several steps, his blood churning, his face growing even paler. He stared intently at Han Yun, his eyes finally revealing horror.

The opponent's strength far exceeded his expectations! This was definitely not an ordinary high-ranking master from the Celestial Master's Mansion!
"あなたはどのような人ですか?!"

"What nonsense are you spouting?" Han Yun snorted coldly, took his third step, and approached like a ghost. He pointed his fingers like a sword, aiming straight for Ashiyajima Yoshi's brow. Golden light gathered at his fingertips, containing a sharpness that could pierce through everything.

Ashiyajima Yoshi was terrified, sensing a deadly threat. He frantically channeled his Yin energy, waving his bat fan repeatedly to summon more shikigami to block his way, while simultaneously retreating rapidly to create distance.

However, in the Feng Hou Qi Men formation, Han Yun is the absolute master.

"Zhen Character - Blazing Sun Thunderball!"

Click!

A blindingly red ball of electricity appeared out of thin air, its surface crackled with rolling lightning. It did not strike Ashiyajima Yoshimi directly, but rather precisely hit the shikigami he had summoned.

The Supreme Yang Thunder is the nemesis of these Yin-attribute shikigami. The shikigami don't even have time to scream before they are instantly reduced to ashes.

Han Yun's finger sword continued its momentum, already pointing towards Ashiyajima Yoshimi's forehead.

"Do not!!!"

Ashiyajima Yoshi let out a desperate roar, a glint of madness flashing in his eyes, and suddenly plunged the bat fan into his chest!
"With my blood, I summon the spirit of my ancestor! Ashiya Dōman, my patriarch, aid me!"

An aura far more ancient, sinister, and immense than before suddenly erupted from his body. His eyes instantly turned pitch black, without a trace of white, and strange purple patterns appeared on his skin. His aura surged wildly.

"Hmm? Invite a god? Or invite an ancestor?" Han Yun raised an eyebrow, the golden light at his fingertips intensifying as he pointed again.

boom!
His fingertips collided with Ashiyajima Yoshi's forehead, producing a muffled thud, as if striking indestructible metal. A recoiling force caused Han Yun's fingers to pause slightly.

At this moment, Ashiyajima Yoshimi seemed to have become a different person. His voice became hoarse and repetitive, with an inhuman echo: "Hehe, I never expected to meet such an interesting junior in this land of China."

"Wait, this...this is the body for achieving immortality as recorded in the books, and your soul too, it's truly a perfect vessel!"

He greedily eyed Han Yun, as if examining an unparalleled treasure, then stretched out his blackened, sharp fingers and grabbed Han Yun's wrist, his fingertips wreathed in corrosive black energy.

Han Yun gracefully retreated, avoiding the grab, and coldly watched Ashiyajima Yoshimi, whose aura had drastically changed.

"A mere remnant soul dares to covet my physical body?"

"A remnant soul? Boy, you have no idea what you're facing!" Ashiyajima Yoshi, now possessed, sneered. "It's your honor to become my vessel!"

He formed a complex and strange hand seal, and the lingering Yin energy in the tea room frantically converged on him, even beginning to draw upon the evil Qi from the earth veins beneath the teahouse.

"Shuten-dōji! With the vengeance of a hundred demons, I solidify your form!"

As the last large mass of purplish-black incense energy was injected into it, the possessed Ashiya Naruyoshi roared hoarsely, and the floor of the tea room suddenly cracked open, with thick, blood-like dark red evil energy soaring into the sky, accompanied by the teeth-grinding sounds of bones grinding and flesh proliferating.

A massive silhouette, reeking of alcohol and blood, rapidly coalesced within the nefarious energy.

The figure was nearly three meters tall, with dark red skin, bulging muscles, wearing a large checkered fabric and a red trouser skirt. It had ferocious demon horns on its head, and its crimson eyes were filled with tyranny and greed.

As soon as it appeared, it opened its huge mouth and let out a deafening roar. A foul stench swept over us. It was none other than Shuten-dōji, one of the three great evil demons in Japanese legend!
Although not its true form, this temporary body, formed by combining the evil energy of this place with the resentment of hundreds of ghosts and the incense and prayers collected over hundreds of years, possesses an astonishingly malevolent aura.

"Tear him apart!"

The possessed Ashiya Meiji pointed at Han Yun.

Shuten-dōji's clone roared, and its enormous demonic claw, accompanied by a piercing whistle that tore through the air, slammed down towards Han Yun's head. Even before the claw's wind arrived, its terrifying ferocity and stench were already nauseating.

Faced with this sudden and powerful demon, Han Yun's eyes remained completely unmoved.

"How dare this mere monstrous energy, in its illusory form, act so recklessly in the Divine Land?"

Han Yun neither dodged nor evaded. Facing the enormous ghostly claw tearing down, he raised one hand, and the Qi of Dan Yun mixed with pure Yang golden light condensed in his palm, transforming into an extremely solid golden seal.

The bottom of the seal is engraved with two ancient seal characters, "翻天" (Fan Tian), which are majestic and imposing.

Although not a physical form, with Han Yun's current cultivation in alchemy and his understanding of the Pure Yang Dao, simulating its form and spirit could barely produce some earth-shattering power.

"town!"

The golden seal shot upwards against the sky, colliding fiercely with Shuten-dōji's demonic claws.

Boom!

The golden light clashed fiercely with the blood-red evil energy, producing a muffled, thunderous roar.

Pure Yang energy is the nemesis of such evil spirits. The golden seal, with overwhelming force, purified and shattered the evil Qi on the ghost claws layer by layer.

Shuten-dōji's clone let out a painful roar, its huge hand being shaken high into the air, and black marks appeared on its dark red skin.

"A pure Yang magic weapon? No, it's an illusion. How is that possible?"

The being possessing Ashiyajima Yoshi was filled with shock and anger. He sensed the majestic and righteous power contained within the golden seal, which had an absolute suppression over evil spirits.

Taking advantage of the situation, Han Yun disappeared from his original spot, dodging Shuten-dōji's other sweeping giant arm, and instantly closed in on him.

With fingers joined like swords, a wisp of extremely refined, sharp golden light flashed from the fingertips, seemingly capable of cutting through space.

Pure Yang Sword Qi!

laugh!
A golden flash, like lightning, instantly sliced ​​through the chest of Shuten-dōji's clone. There was no earth-shattering explosion, only a soft tearing sound.

Shuten-dōji's clone suddenly froze in its forward momentum. It looked down at its chest, where a thin golden line appeared and then rapidly expanded, from which a powerful pure yang sword aura erupted!
"Ow—!"

Amidst a mournful and unwilling roar, the demonic body, formed from resentment, evil energy, and the power of incense and prayers, was torn apart and purified from within by pure yang golden light. Finally, with a "bang," it exploded completely into countless scattered blood-red light spots, quickly disappearing into the air.

The strong smell of alcohol and blood that filled the tea room was instantly cleared away.

"puff!"

The shikigami was forcibly destroyed, and Ashiyajima Yoshi, the summoner, also suffered a severe backlash. He suddenly spat out a mouthful of black blood, his aura instantly weakened by more than half, and the purple patterns around his body dimmed considerably.

His gaze toward Han Yun had shifted from initial greed and shock to deep apprehension and disbelief.

"Impossible! In this era, how could there be an extraordinary person like you in China?!" His repeated voice was filled with shock.

(End of this chapter)