I unleashed a Hundred Demons Parade in the Ninja World

He once again used both hands and feet, his expression filled with fear, trying to escape into the distance.

And this time, neither a human nor a demon stopped him.

This situation is like a death row inmate being rewarded with a full meal and a chance to get some fresh air before his execution.

"Okay."

The cotton tree gently touched the ground, and then sat calmly on the cold snow. No other emotions could be discerned on its gentle face, and even the silent tears had stopped.

It seems that his own consciousness is now in control of all emotions.

"Ah."

Huang merely snorted in response, and then a translucent chain of magical energy suddenly emerged from the void.

'Clatter.'

It's like the clanging sound of solid metal.

In an instant, the chain constructed from Yin-Yang magic crossed space, easily binding and imprisoning the adult man who was fleeing in a disheveled state. Ignoring his screams and struggles, it steadily pulled him back from a distance of tens of meters.

It left behind a clear and deep drag mark on the snow.

This is,

【Word of Power: Bind!】

After imprisoning the offerings, Ara began to draw according to the Impure World Reincarnation technique imprinted in his memory.

Before long, a black-based magic circle slowly took shape around the burly adult man.

Throughout this time, the creature being sacrificed continued to roar.

Initially, they begged for forgiveness, saying they were willing to be slaves and offer everything as a price to continue living.

But the price of such hypocrisy is wasted in just a few words:

Many people have probably made this request of you before.

But what did you do?

Someone like you truly deserves to die.

It was blocked.

Therefore,

Seeing that his pleas were hopeless, he completely tore off his pretense, ripped off his mask, and exposed the darkest, dirtiest, and most evil side of his heart:

“I curse you,”

"I curse you,"

"You will surely die a horrible death, and you will surely fall into the deepest hell, where you will suffer the most cruel torment!"

"At the cost of my soul!!"

He cursed and roared at the top of his lungs.

【Evil】: Tatsu Nishio's curse.

"Huh?"

"At the cost of the soul?"

As Huang finished the last stroke, he stood up with a light laugh, his lowered gaze looking down at the lamb to the slaughter like a high and mighty god.

'Gulp.'

Staring into the young man who looked decades younger than him, Nishio Tatsu felt a sudden, inexplicable fear welling up in his eyes, but he forcibly suppressed this negative emotion and growled a warning:

"You Onmyoji should know that sacrificing souls can grant access to demons and the underworld!"

"If you don't want to be entangled with bad luck, and don't want a lose-lose situation, you'd better let me go!!"

But Huang still didn't buy it.

He only muttered to himself while biting his finger:

"Then let's erase your soul completely as well."

Upon hearing this, Nishio Tatsu's pupils widened suddenly.

Erasing the soul

That means there's no chance of being reborn!

He wanted to say something more.

However, the words that were not yet uttered were silenced by a cold whisper:

Forbidden Technique: Impure World Reincarnation

Chapter 365 Resurrection, Another Prayer

The shrill screams of the banshee filled the entire space.

Those visible sound waves carried the most genuine pain of the cotton tree!

Throughout this process, the mortician maintained a humble kneeling posture.

Those thick lips, constantly parting, seemed to be saying, "I'm sorry," "I'm sorry."

If he hadn't been away from Zhixue back then, none of this would have happened.

of course,

When the forbidden technique was unleashed, an extremely ferocious roar resounded, but no one was moved by it.

Until Nishio Tatsu turned into a pile of dust and rubble, until that transparent soul, invisible to mortals, was burned into nothingness by Ara's phoenix fire.

This incredible magical intervention finally came to an end.

Be grateful.

I always keep my word.

He was concerned about the dust scattered by the passing wild wind, and murmured to himself in his heart.

He was unaware of, and did not know much about, the matter of the soul curse.

but,

Given that morticians can make a deal with the underworld by sacrificing their own souls; given that the Onmyoji of the Minamoto clan can establish a connection with the legendary evil god by sacrificing shrine maidens with special spiritual powers; given that among the yokai they have formed ties with are special cursed yokai such as the Ushi no Toki.

Therefore, all of this indicates that abstract concepts such as "soul," "sacrifice," and "faith" are traceable in this world, or at least more easily accessible and understood by ordinary people than in the Naruto world.

Otherwise, the mortician, who was originally an ordinary person, would not have been able to know about and find the Underworld Palace; otherwise, Nishio Tatsu, who was also an ordinary person, would not have had such a strong conviction about Onmyoji and the sacrifice of souls.

perhaps,

This is a small reward given to ordinary people by those special beings in order to collect faith.

Huang subconsciously looked up at the sky.

There are gods in this plane, and those beings are beyond my current ability to touch or speculate about.

Those guys,

Have you been paying attention to your movements?

[But even gods can't easily do anything to humans, can they?]

Of course, this is on the premise that no established world rules or laws are violated.

"Weaving Snow".

The hoarse call that reached his ears made Huang turn his gaze away from the sky.

Following the sound, the girl in red had somehow fallen into the mortician's arms. However, compared to when she first appeared in everyone's sight, although her face still showed a bewildered look as if she had been through another world, her eyes were no longer empty, and she no longer looked like a doll.

[Forbidden Technique: Impure World Reincarnation], successful.

It is unclear whether this is because the soul has just returned to the body, and there is a slight gap between the two.

The woman who was replaced by Zhixue did not respond to the mortician's call immediately. Instead, after staring blankly at the man who had lost his youthful vigor and gained a touch of worldly vicissitudes, she swayed and stood up from his arms.

'Wow. '

As the clinking of ornaments rang out, the girl, still in her most beautiful state, bowed slightly to Huang.

Whether it was the lingering direct will of this body or the faint memories from her soul, it was all driving her to do this.

Its ability to exist again as an individual is entirely due to the Onmyoji in its field of vision.

Despite relying on those fragmented and intermittent memories, Zhi Xue did not know why the other party did this or why they helped her.

However, she was a kind and grateful girl during her lifetime.

This scene lasted for a long time.

Until, without her noticing, white snowflakes began to drift gently down from the sky, until her headdress and her hair were covered in a layer of silvery white, she slowly suppressed her feelings of gratitude.

of course,

In this place,

The mortician beside her also looked the same.

However, the difference is that his knees are still submerged in the snow.

As he said,

He was willing to give up and sacrifice everything so that his beloved could be resurrected.

Including the soul, including dignity.

【善】：The gratitude of the mortician and the snow weaver.

As the girl lifted herself up, the snowflakes she was covered in fell softly down.

Standing in the snow, she looked so delicate and frail, so fragile that one wanted to hold her in one's arms and protect her.

but,

The resurrection granted by the Lord of the Underworld is certainly not a simple case of coming back from the dead; the basic requirements are being immune to cold and heat and remaining incorruptible for a hundred lifetimes.