I unleashed a Hundred Demons Parade in the Ninja World

He was young and exceptionally talented.

He also inherited the powerful bloodline and killing potential of the Asura Demon King.

Upon their return, they immediately plunged into a frenzied battle driven by a thirst for power.

Moreover, having entered the path of cultivation through killing, he quickly drew upon unimaginable power from the mountains of corpses and seas of blood he had created.

Even so, Kidomaru was still not entirely confident that he could defeat the human Onmyoji in front of him.

The reason is that the opponent's strongest trump card is not some special Yin-Yang technique, but rather those Ghost Kings whose strength is equal to, or even surpasses, theirs!

This is a battle where the odds of winning are almost zero.

But let me savor the thrill of the battle one last time.

In my paradise!!

A murderous intent erupted, and countless dark, eerie chains of thorns surged forth like raging pythons, attacking the young Onmyoji in their field of vision!

Space trembled, demons growled, and the blood moon swayed.

The whole world seemed to submit to the killing intent emanating from Kidomaru.

Seeing this, Huang's eyes also revealed a generous willingness to fight.

As crimson light burst forth from its pupils, a towering giant clad in armor appeared between heaven and earth, sheltering both the spring and itself within its embrace.

Compared to before, this Susanoo appears more solid, and its armor is more clearly defined. In its giant hands, it tightly grips a dark purple bow and an ancient-looking sword, and its pair of wide, outstretched tengu wings seem ready to soar into the sky at any moment!

Keep in mind that it wasn't just the other person who got stronger during this period!

The oppressive death brought by the God of Destruction, Asura, forces the Wild Will to grow even faster!

The challenge that Kidomaru brings in this time, in conjunction with the power of the Asura Kido, is undoubtedly a touchstone to test his own strength.

So, open your eyes wide and watch carefully.

I am invincible beneath a hundred demons!!

"boom,"

The violent collisions echoed endlessly in the eerie, blood-red space.

Chains and giant blades clashed, madness and black flames collided, and fierce eyes met bloodshot gazes.

The space trembled, the demons howled, and all the weaker creatures crawled and trembled under the overwhelming force of their combined aura!

The Asura Demon Realm, which was originally a place of constant fighting and bloodshed, has now completely become the stage for Ara and Kidomaru.

Of course, during this time, there were also powerful evil spirits who believed that "the bigger the storm, the more expensive the fish." Despite the immense pressure surging in their hearts and the chaotic energy flow overflowing between the two, they sneaked to the edge of the battlefield, intending to enter when the battle ended and reap the benefits.

However, these subtle movements could not escape Quan's perception.

After casually slaughtering several demons without any effect, she simply manifested Susanoo herself.

In an instant, the silver giants, which also seemed to touch the sky, stood in rows on this stinking wasteland.

The intense pressure emanating from the silver giant immediately deterred those who were trying to take advantage of the situation from making a move.

If you want to eat fish, simply risking your life isn't enough; you also need to be strong enough.

Within the battle circle,

The close-quarters battle between Ara and Kidomaru has come to its final conclusion.

What was once a place littered with corpses and broken bones was crushed into dust and cleared away by the clash of their energies.

In the center of the field, a deep pit filled with dark red liquid appeared out of thin air, with countless broken chains scattered within it.

"It seems your experience still needs improvement."

Although Huang was carrying Xianminglian, his chest heaving with a chaotic feeling, his wicked, scarlet eyes were bursting with unbridled mirth and amusement.

Kidomaru sat slumped in the blood pit, his left elbow braced against the filthy ground, a short chain wrapped around his right wrist, as if he still wanted to get up and fight back.

However, the sharp blade pressed against his throat abruptly interrupted his subsequent movements.

He looked at the Onmyoji in front of him, his narrow, demonic eyes filled with clear resentment and disbelief.

He clearly remembered that the last time they met, the other party did not have such ease and power.

During these months, he was completely immersed in the fighting, desperately trying to improve his strength and hone his killing skills.

In particular, this was the Asura Ghost Path, which he was most familiar with.

The foul air, the surrounding environment, all the advantages were by his side.

But they still lost, even though the opponent couldn't summon any other demon kings to help them.

What exactly happened?

How could a mere human body grow so quickly?

He couldn't understand any of this, and could only vaguely attribute all the reasons to the other party's scarlet eyes, which were even more bewitching than a monster's.

All movement trajectories were read, and all offensive intentions were predicted.

A 360-degree defense with no blind spots, coupled with a brutal offensive that can be described as that of a monster with human-like qualities.

Is this guy human or a monster?

However, more than the shock in his heart, what made Kidomaru think about the consequences of defeat was the consequences of defeat.

He lost, which means he has to face the choice between death or begging for mercy.

At that very moment, the man's voice rang out again:

"Since you've lost, the terms need to be changed."

"Either I go see the God of Fate myself."

"Either passively take me to the God of Fate."

As he spoke, a sheet of azure blue talisman appeared between Huang's fingers, with obscure energy fluctuations cascading down from it.

"Of course, suicide is no longer an option."

“We still have other agreements that haven’t been reached.”

As he decisively withdrew the demon sword from his hand, he further explained.

Because he really didn't expect that Kidomaru, whom he remembered as bloodthirsty, cunning, and whose only pleasure in life was hunting great demons, would actually rush straight toward the tip of Kenmei's blade without saying a word!

Regardless of how Enmusubi would react to this, even if his former teacher, Kamo no Tadayuki, knew about it, he would surely be speechless with astonishment.

The being that was deemed a born evil spirit actually had the desire to protect people other than itself.

It's like a fantasy!

Why do you think I need to find the God of Fate?

"Like you, hunting powerful prey everywhere?"

Concerned about the failed suicide attempt, and seeing Kidomaru staring at him coldly like a wild beast, Ara asked helplessly.

Although this guy verbally labeled that simple-minded god with various negative terms such as 'idiot,' 'long-winded,' and 'weak,' he actually cared about the other person a lot in his heart.

This question immediately stunned Kidomaru.

Indeed, I didn't ask about the reason for this, and even subconsciously assumed that the other party's purpose was the same as hunting.

After all, is there anything more interesting in this world than hunting down powerful individuals?

does not exist!

Although that simpleton wasn't exactly powerful, he was still a god of Takamagahara.

"We just went to worship and make prayers,"

"Can you really bear to see her living forever in that remote, shabby shrine?"

As he spoke, a cloth bag suddenly appeared in Huang's hand, and a crisp metallic clanging sound came from it as it was shaken.

Although the currencies used in the Ninja World and the Heian-kyo world are different, gold, as a high-end equivalent, is still universally accepted.

Upon hearing this, Kidomaru's expression, while greatly relieved, also became increasingly strange.

He did not question the other party's purpose, not only because there was no special deceptive fluctuation in the contract, but also because he had been fighting in the Asura Ghost Realm for many years and had encountered countless cunning and treacherous people, so he could easily tell whether the other party was deceiving him.

Moreover, the power that simpleton wields is indeed related to marriage.

Furthermore, when the other party casually pulled the girl with him and then intertwined their fingers in a display of affection, a dark line appeared on his sinister face.

What exactly did I just do?

[Not only did it expose the true purpose of feigned submission, but it even showed a tendency to commit suicide in order to protect some foolish god!]

Overwhelmed by an overwhelming sense of shame, her softened gaze shifted away, unwilling to meet the eyes of the Onmyoji before her.

"Hey, you wouldn't happen to be a matchmaker god...?"

"no!"

But before Huang could even voice his speculations, he was met with a swift and decisive denial from the former.

Beneath this decisiveness lay a distinct sense of annoyance and shame.

"Oh? If it's not a devout faith in the god of marriage, then what kind of feelings could support you in protecting him like this?"

The mockery in Huang's eyes remained undiminished.

For a demon who only knows how to fight, his emotional intelligence is probably a bit higher.

"Untie it for me."

However, Kidomaru, whose face flushed red and then turned pale, quickly found an escape route. He stood up from the pool of blood and changed the subject.

"Untie? Untie what?"

"Of course, it's the seal on my heart!"

"But you just lost, so you're not in a position to negotiate with me anymore."

Ara decisively refused Kidomaru's request.

He was not yet at the point of granting every request from a cruel demon who wanted to hunt him at any moment, much less would he have the same gentle and persuasive mindset as Kamo no Tadayuki.

This kind of unruly creature can only have its inherent sharp edges smoothed out through constant hammering.