I unleashed a Hundred Demons Parade in the Ninja World

It turns out that Umibozu has already acknowledged his use of this power.

After the belated exchange concluded, a deep blue intermediate-level contract talisman appeared before Huang, its surface immediately stained with crimson blood, and a murmured chant flowed within it:

"The demon from the other shore, following my blood, descended upon this realm, forging an eternal pact."

This is a reward from the prerequisite quest for the Secret Realm Sanzu River, and the master of this Secret Realm is none other than the legendary great demon, Higanbana!

However, if you want to make contact with her, or even form a contract to borrow her power, obtaining the title of Thirty-Three Demons Night Parade is the most basic condition for entering the secret realm.

Of course, this is easy to understand; if one doesn't even have a shred of equal strength, going there would be tantamount to courting death.

After all, the Sanzu River is her domain.

Even Yama, who rules the underworld and commands billions of ghosts, can only coexist with him in a 'peaceful' manner.

As the talisman shattered, a deep, eerie roar echoed throughout the world.

Where had Huang heard such a sound before?

‘Wow! ’

The tide seemed to be summoned by some unknown force, and suddenly surged. Unlike the giant waves controlled by the Sea Monk, this sudden surge of tide seemed to be carrying a strong obsession.

"Is that you calling me, Mother?"

An urgent and excited voice rang in my ears, and a small, white hand tore through the increasingly turbulent sea curtain, revealing the spirit that had been summoned from the earth.

It was barefoot, holding a conch shell in one hand, its whale tail drooping to the ground supporting its entire body, its eyes filled with hope and excitement.

only........

"You lied to me!"

"You are not Mother!"

His voice suddenly became high-pitched and angry, but the constraints of that unknown contract prevented him from having any other thoughts.

【化鲸】：The spirit of a young whale that died alone after losing its mother.

Unable to let go of his obsession, he transformed into a monster.

He has been searching for his missing mother.

The conch shell he always carried was a "treasure" given to him by his mother, and also his last means of retracing her footsteps...

Dear Mother, where are you?

When that call filled with obsessive determination rang out, Huang guessed the other party's identity.

"Human, what do you want to do!"

The whale spoke again, his tone filled with hostility, and the hope in his eyes vanished completely in an instant.

Because his mother was taken away by those strange human ships!

"I want to borrow your power."

"In exchange, I will help you communicate with your mother's lingering resentment."

"After all these years, you should know very well what's going on in your heart."

"Your mother is no longer here..."

Huang ruthlessly dismantled the self-suggestion woven by the other party and cruelly pointed out the truth.

After all, allowing them to remain immersed in such an obsession will only harm themselves and some innocent sea dwellers.

That conch shell has a bewitching power.

"impossible."

"impossible!"

"Damn Onmyoji, how could my mother bear to leave me!"

Upon hearing this answer, the whale roared and retaliated fiercely.

"Shut up!"

"Shut up!!"

"Let me go back, I still need to find my mother."

"I'm looking for my loving mother!"

He continued to roar.

Silent tears welled up along with anger and the shattering of lies.

Ara did not interrupt the whale's outburst, but simply stayed quietly by its side, listening to its grievances and pain.

He could understand that feeling.

Why doesn't he understand?

Just like the day he heard the news of Zhishui's death, he recklessly vented his anger on the person who spoke out.

but.

Whether it's life or reality, we must always look forward.

"Have you cried enough?"

After an unknown amount of time, when the whale's sobs and roars became barely audible, Huang spoke again.

"Can you really communicate with your mother's lingering resentment?"

The little guy raised his face and looked directly at the human in front of him for the first time.

He is very young.

According to the human age calculation method, it is perfectly reasonable to call them children.

However, not a trace of childishness could be seen on the other person's face.

But can such youthful existence truly help oneself?

"Yes, give me your conch shell. If she loves you as much as you do and can't bear to part with you, she will definitely appear."

Huang stretched out his palm.

At the same time, a skill belonging to the shrine maiden Kagura was activated.

【Spirit Communication - Underworld Butterfly】: Using the deceased's belongings from their lifetime, the spirit of the underworld butterfly is summoned through Yin-Yang magic. If the deceased still has lingering attachments in life, their soul will be brought back by the underworld butterfly.

Skill points required: 10.

This is an ability that cannot directly increase combat power, and it consumes a lot of skill points, but Huang still unlocked it without hesitation.

It should be noted that, even when he faced a powerful double-edged sword and still had enough skill points, he still prioritized the cheapest Nichirin Blade.

"My mother will never forget me."

"No way!"

"please."

Without the slightest hesitation or doubt, the whale resolutely and with great care placed the conch shell in the Onmyoji's hand.

"Ah."

I believe the same.

Taking the conch shell, Huang responded earnestly, while simultaneously murmuring a low murmur:

"Those who still yearn for this world, please let me hear your voices..."

“Spirit Communication: Netherworld Butterfly”.

As soon as the words were spoken, a thin, narrow spatial rift was quietly torn open, and through that extremely narrow gap, it seemed as if a white 'ribbon' lay across the dark surface.

It looked like countless souls were lining up in a long queue.

However, this alternate dimension was not to be taken lightly. Huang only glanced at it, and his eyes, which had a special bloodline limit, felt a stinging pain.

It's a stinging sensation comparable to using a kaleidoscope for an extended period of time!

As for the whale, blood had already dripped from his eyes, because he had been staring motionlessly at the pink butterfly that had gracefully flown out.

breath!

That butterfly carried the scent of my mother!

"Whale, my poor child!"

The moment the Dark Butterfly fell into the mortal world, it transformed into the form of a woman. Her mournful cries and her eager embrace of the Whale moved all who witnessed them…

At the same time, in that desolate underworld, a pair of eyes, exuding endless majesty, quietly opened in the void, their gaze fixed on the very spot where the tiny slit had been.

"Heh, how interesting that you dare to snatch a soul from my hands."

"Hmph, we will meet again, Onmyoji."

A few discontented voices drifted down.

Chapter 126 Since we're here, let's stay together.

The whale went back.

He returned to the deep sea with his precious conch shell.

The mother's soul voluntarily resided within the conch shell. While it's unknown how long this state of existence could last, one thing is certain:

What follows will surely be the best comfort to them.

Meanwhile, as a sign of the successful signing of the contract, a small conch shell mark quietly disappeared on Huang's hand.

Moreover, on the horizon, the silhouettes of merchant ships could be faintly seen, but this was not the end of the journey.

[Timely Tasks - Resentment Settled]

Mission Description: Countless wronged souls are buried beneath the island of warships. Their resentment remains stagnant here, unable to be expressed or vented, let alone 'become Buddhas' and leave.

Conditions for completion: Inform the islanders of the truth about the pirates' annihilation, lead the surviving islanders out of the dark and gloomy cave, and allow the resentment lingering there to ascend to heaven.

Quest Reward: Contract Formation - [Apprentice Ghost Messenger - White Child]