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At the same time, the Skeleton Monarch's enormous bone scythe, carrying an incomparably chilling aura of death, swept across from behind Chen Guan, sealing off all his escape routes.

Faced with the pincer attack from the two ghost kings, Chen Guan paused, then slashed forward with the scythe in his hand.

【② Netherworld Strike (Active): Consumes Spirit Power; the next attack inflicts powerful soul damage and a chilling aura.】

This skill, which Chen Guan rarely used, has now proven surprisingly effective against spirits like shikigami.

In an instant, Chen Guan's figure disappeared from the spot.

The next moment, he appeared behind the Asura Demon King, and with a scythe that shimmered with dark red light in his hand, he slashed from bottom to top at an extremely tricky angle, across the Asura Demon King's six arms that held the weapon.

Puff puff puff puff puff!

Six muffled thuds, all in unison.

Six thick arms, along with the six divine weapons, detached from Asura's body and soared into the sky.

"roar!"

Ashura let out a painful roar, but before it could react, the black scythe had already spun around again and easily sliced ​​open its neck.

The enormous head flew up.

Like the previous low-level shikigami, its massive body rapidly withered in mid-air, eventually transforming into a pure black aura a hundred times denser than before, which was greedily devoured by the scythe.

A demon king has fallen.

From the moment the attack was launched to the moment the kill was achieved, it took less than three seconds.

On the other side, the Skeleton Monarch's bone scythe had swept into empty space. In its hollow eye sockets, two points of soul fire flickered violently, clearly unable to understand why its companion had died so instantly.

It has no time to think.

Because Chen Guan's figure had already appeared in front of it.

"The second one."

Chen Guan's voice was completely calm. The scythe in his hand, having absorbed the energy of a ghost king, had its dark red light become even more alluring, flowing slowly as if it were alive.

He slashed out with his sword.

The Skeleton Lord raised his bone scythe to parry.

when!

A loud bang.

The Skeleton Monarch's giant scythe, forged from the bones of countless powerful beings, was severed in one strike.

The black scythe pierced straight in, splitting its entire body in two.

Another surge of powerful black energy was drawn into the scythe.

"How...is this possible?"

In the distance, Hiiragi Seihaku's smile finally froze.

His prized Ghost King, whose powerful shikigami, each capable of giving even a sixth-tier expert a headache, was as fragile as paper in front of his opponent.

That scythe...something's strange!

He keenly perceived the crux of the problem.

He didn't feel anything when a group of low-level cannon fodder disappeared, but now that a Ghost King-level expert has fallen, he immediately sensed something was wrong.

With each kill, the opponent's weapon absorbs his shikigami!

"It's alright, my shikigami is immortal."

Hiiragi Seiba forcibly suppressed the unease in his heart and rapidly formed hand seals, attempting to resummon the slain Asura and Skeleton Lord.

This is the core ability of Onmyoji: as long as the soul contract with the shikigami is still in place, and as long as the spiritual power is sufficient, the destroyed shikigami can be rebuilt and returned in a short time.

However, the Indian style is formed.

Nothing happened.

His connection with the two ghost kings' souls was severed cleanly, as if by a pair of scissors.

They...were completely erased.

"What...what did you do to my shikigami?!"

For the first time, Hiiragi Seibo's voice was filled with uncontrollable horror. He stared intently at the increasingly eerie scythe in Chen Guan's hand, and a chilling thought surfaced in his mind.

That scythe, it's devouring souls!

His response was yet another deafening roar.

Chen Guan charged into the remaining ten ghost kings, abandoning all defense and enduring their attacks, letting the blows hit him and maximizing his shameless recovery efficiency.

At the same time, the scythe in his hand transformed into a black whirlwind that reaped lives.

The Thunder Demon King's lightning spear was severed by his blade, and his entire arm was also cut off.

The Snow Queen, whose body was covered in solid ice, was cleaved in two by his scythe after he got close, shredding her head along with her core.

The remaining Ghost Kings, facing this madman who neither dodged nor evaded, yet whose attacks were all deadly, felt fear for the first time.

They are demon kings! They should be the embodiment of slaughter.

But the man before them was more like a ghost or god!

"Stop him! Stop him!"

Hiiragi Seihachi completely lost his composure. He commanded the remaining Oni Kings and countless low-level Shikigami like a madman, attacking Chen Guan at all costs, trying to overwhelm him with sheer numbers.

But this is meaningless.

Chen Guan's body was like a bottomless black hole, and creation and regeneration gave him an infinite speed of recovery.

With each shikigami he slayed, the power of his scythe grew stronger, and his own aura surged accordingly.

"The fifth one."

"The sixth one."

"The seventh one."

Chen Guan's figure weaved through the ghost army, and each time he spoke, it signified the complete demise of a ghost king.

The scythe in his hand had now turned completely blood red, with flames burning on the blade, emitting a terrifyingly high temperature that could even distort space itself.

In less than a minute.

Of the twelve demon kings, only five remain.

They were afraid, hesitated, and dared not go forward again.

Those lower-level shikigami, seeing their natural enemy, instinctively began to retreat uncontrollably, distancing themselves from the monstrous demon that reaped everything in the human world.

"No...don't back down!"

Hiiragi Seihaku's roar sounded so pale and powerless at this moment.

His Night Parade of One Hundred Demons, his proud and invincible army, are collapsing.

"it's over."

Chen Guan stopped in his tracks. He slowly raised his head, his gaze passing through the few remaining trembling ghost kings, and for the first time, looked directly at the chief Yin-Yang Master, who was now pale and trembling all over.

He raised the enormous scythe in his hand, which had completely turned into blood crystals.

After devouring seven demon kings and countless low-level shikigami, the power contained within this scythe has reached an astonishing level.

"This knife was given to me by you."

Chen Guan's voice, passing through the endless swarm of shikigami, clearly reached Hiiragi Seihachi's ears.

He mustered all his strength and swung the sickle forward with all his might.

A hundred-meter-long streak of crimson light, tearing through the sky, detached from the scythe and swept out with an aura capable of annihilating everything.

The last five ghost kings couldn't offer any resistance in the face of that blood-red blade of light. They were cut in half silently, like butter sliced ​​by a hot knife.

Death is far from the end. The body, severed at the waist, immediately transforms into the purest energy, which is drawn into the blade's light, making it even more powerful and creating a terrifying cycle.