I unleashed a Hundred Demons Parade in the Ninja World

Zhi Xue, standing upright, did not say a single word to her former lover, nor did she even linger her gaze on him. She turned around and slowly walked towards the banshee not far away.

Aside from that initial heartfelt call, the mortician made no further sound, not even when his beloved silently walked toward others.

perhaps,

After seeing those empty eyes regain their sparkle, everything else seemed less important.

[It's good that she came back to life.]

The Ittan-momen, having just undergone soul-stripping, is in very poor condition.

Not only was his face pale and his forehead covered in cold sweat, but even the demonic power within his body was in a state of disorder.

Given the current situation, an ordinary human warrior could probably easily defeat and eliminate it.

Moreover, such a weakened state cannot be easily recovered without a long period of recuperation.

soul,

It is the most mysterious place for both monsters and humans.

But even so,

Knowing full well that separating the soul would likely put him in great danger and uncertainty, he still chose to resurrect the human he once was, restoring the former color to those empty, beautiful eyes.

When Zhixue hobbled towards her with unsteady steps, Yifan Mianyi, suppressing the weakness after her soul was ripped away, braced herself on the snow and looked up at the girl.

In that lonely and cold world, a uniquely warm human girl has appeared.

This forced act seems to be a way of not wanting the other person to see one's weakness, and not wanting them to have even the slightest worry.

"flutter."

The girl, who had just approached the cotton tree, fell straight onto the snow.

However, judging from her previous attempts, it was clear that she actually wanted to squat down or sit down.

However, the body, which had been without control for a long time, made it move clumsily like a child.

"whee."

Zhi Xue smiled foolishly at her own 'ugly' state.

That simple smile instantly brought Ippen back to her past self.

She had once gotten herself into a very disheveled state while trying to stop the servants who were chasing her, and she smiled lightly like this when they met again.

In an instant, the tears that had been held back silently streamed down her reddened eyes once again.

"Don't cry, don't cry."

As the awkward and stiff words of comfort rang out, Zhixue's hand once again climbed onto the former's cheek, but this time the cold, slender hand had a faint warmth to it.

.........

"gone."

Seeing that none of the three yokai present had any other requests, Ara glanced in the direction of Kyoto based on his own senses, and then spoke to the frog porcelain behind him.

A behemoth like the Genji clan is certainly beyond their current reach.

Taking advantage of Mount Oe and the fact that the ambitious clan leader Minamoto no Yorimitsu is carrying out his purge plan, this is the best opportunity to destroy that evil altar that uses priestesses as sacrifices.

As for defeating the Yamata no Orochi?

The gods residing in Takamagahara could not accomplish what they could only seal away; how could an Onmyoji like him possibly do it?

"Yes, Onmyoji."

"Well, I have a personal reason."

"Please, Onmyoji, be able to, be able to agree to, be able to consider it."

However, the frog-shaped porcelain piece exhibited a strange behavior at this moment.

Not only did they show some real reverence in their attitude, but they also became humble in their wording. Such an attitude is really not in line with their original appearance when they first arrived.

This strange posture undoubtedly stirred up an interesting feeling in Huang's eyes.

After all, it's quite unprecedented for this cunning little frog to show such an attitude when there's no threat to its life.

"certainly,"

"If the Onmyoji could grant me this small, insignificant request."

"Don't even mention training with you forever, even if it means going down the mountain into a sea of ​​fire, or stepping into the monster 'graveyard' of Kyoto!"

"I don't even furrow my brow."

Mr. Frog, standing atop the porcelain monster, added with an air of righteous indignation.

That serious attitude was indeed palpable.

just,

"Hey, your eyebrows?"

"Where is it? I can't see it."

Huang's response instantly shattered the earnest little face of the frog porcelain.

But this wasn't because it intentionally wanted to tease the little monster; rather, it was because this guy had far too many 'criminal records' in Heian-kyo!

"No one gets up early without a reason" is a phrase that describes this kind of 'bad' monster.

"Onmyoji, please stop teasing me."

"I... I really have something I want to ask for."

Seeing the suspicious look in the eyes of the young Onmyoji in front of him, Frog Porcelain was about to cry.

The reason that led to all of this was precisely this miraculous resurrection.

【What if, what if!】

Although I was somewhat unwilling, and although it was difficult to talk about.

However, he still wanted to make a wish.

If you don't say it, you'll probably regret it.

"Ok?"

"What request?"

"However, before that, I want you to understand one thing: your wish has already been used."

Seeing that the frog-shaped porcelain didn't seem to be putting on an act, Huang also suppressed his prejudice and suspicion.

"I know."

Upon hearing this response, Mr. Frog seemed to have lost half his soul, and the sorrow on his face became even more pronounced.

It was precisely because of the unique nature of this Onmyoji that he showed such anxiety.

How could there be such an Onmyoji in the world?

Most legitimate Onmyoji families operate under the banner of "I am irreconcilably opposed to yokai" and "Humans and yokai cannot coexist."

Even when forming a contract with a shikigami, it is almost always just borrowing power and exploiting it.

Who else could start a situation like this young man with just a wish?!

At this moment, Frog Porcelain desperately wanted to make the young Onmyoji in front of him become like other great families, prioritizing profit above all else and completely disregarding the feelings of the yokai.

In this way, he wouldn't have to voice his somewhat resentful wish.

"Well, let's hear about it then."

Looking at the little frog whose face was filled with a myriad of emotions, he said calmly.

He was equally curious as to why this cunning fellow had suddenly changed into this state.

Of course, it will not refuse trivial wishes such as the nine-tailed cat's prayer for things and protection, or the rosary's prayer for a visit to the human world.

"Onmyoji, grant one wish to every yokai who forms a contract with you."

After making several mental adjustments, Frog Porcelain looked at the human boy in front of him and said, his face showing an unusual seriousness.

However, he seemed to already have the answer to this question in his mind, so he continued speaking without any pause.

"If you ever meet the Rain Woman, I hope you can tell her that you can resurrect her lover."

After saying this, the frog monster's expression became increasingly complex, clearly indicating that it had gone through a great deal of inner struggle to utter such words.

"May I?"

"Onmyoji, my lord."

Having received no response, the porcelain frog spoke up again to inquire.

Compared to his previous cunning and comical demeanor, his voice now contained only a devout plea and a trace of pain that was carefully concealed.

Sure enough, compared to satisfying some personal desire.

Ultimately, he didn't want to see the Rain Woman waiting endlessly on the Broken Bridge.

"Aren't you oversimplifying things?"

"Resurrection is something that goes against the will of Heaven."

"If it weren't for the intervention of that person from the underworld, I don't know what would have happened now."

Huang's voice was still somewhat cold and unapproachable, but the way he looked at the little frog in front of him changed slightly.

In his imagination, this greedy fellow's wish should have been to refuse to help the Rain Woman resurrect her husband, so as to achieve his own selfish desires.

But unexpectedly, things went in the opposite direction.

Perhaps, when faced with true emotions, monsters are more pure than humans.

Such as Shirley, Nine Lives Cat, Inner Sparrow, and so on.

And what he said was not wrong.

Impure World Reincarnation is not a true resurrection; it merely recalls the soul of the deceased. It is a far cry from a true resurrection. Without the deal between the mortician and the Lord of the Underworld to prevent the body of the deceased from decaying, such a resurrection is meaningless.

In addition to requiring a living being to perform this technique, one also needs the body tissue of a living person as a condition for resurrection.