Just as the old patriarch forced me to my death, I achieved the unity of Dao and fruition.

The eight heads of the Yamata no Orochi simultaneously squeezed out a smile that was even uglier than a grimace.

Its enormous serpentine body remained frozen in the Black Sea, its eight pairs of eyes staring at the ten-thousand-foot-long Bashe in front of it, feeling as if its demonic soul was about to be frozen.

It's so big, it's practically unleashing his megalophobia.

It is usually revered as a great god by countless evil cultivators and demons on the island of Japan, and considers itself a giant demon in its own right.

But now, compared to the one in front of it, it suddenly felt like a little mudfish that had just hatched.

The Yamata no Orochi acted decisively, bowing its eight heads simultaneously without any hesitation.

"By the Great Serpent Ancestor!"

"This little snake has eyes but doesn't recognize the true form of the demon immortal, unaware that the ancestor has arrived in Japan. This little snake deserves to die!"

"If the Ancestor gives any orders, this little snake is willing to go through fire and water, even at the cost of its life!"

Gu Changjin was stunned for a moment.

So you're already sliding on your knees?

He had initially thought these eight heads might be able to say something tough, and he was worried that he had nowhere to lash out at his own big tail.

I never expected to kneel down as soon as we met.

But this is for the best.

The most pragmatic and shrewd demons are the least strenuous and have the best future.

A satisfied smile actually appeared on Gu Changjin's enormous face.

Don't ask why the snake-faced creature smiles.

Anyway, Orochi understood it.

The next moment, Gu Changjin raised his tail and gently patted the body of the Yamata no Orochi.

Though it was said to be gentle, each strike stirred up a fierce underwater current.

The eight heads of the Yamata no Orochi trembled, but dared not dodge.

"good."

"Little snake, you're quite clever."

Gu Changjin looked down at it, his voice deep and authoritative.

"This ancestor is determined to revitalize the demon race and save the people of the Nine Provinces."

"What we lack now are like-minded people."

"I wonder if you are willing to dedicate yourself for the sake of all the demon races and all the people of the Nine Provinces?"

The eight heads of the Yamata no Orochi froze simultaneously.

To dedicate oneself?

How to make a contribution?

Should it be sliced ​​or chopped into sections?

But looking at Gu Changjin's blood-moon-like vertical pupils, and feeling the enormous snake body that had completely surrounded it, it dared not utter a single word of dissent.

Its eight heads nodded simultaneously.

"willing!"

"This little snake is willing to dedicate its humble strength to the great cause of its ancestor!"

"With just a word from the Ancestor, this little snake will be a brick in the Nine Provinces' demon race, ready to be moved wherever needed!"

Gu Changjin was even more satisfied.

"it is good."

"Since that's the case, I, your ancestor, will bestow something upon you."

Orochi breathed a sigh of relief.

Then they saw Gu Changjin pull out a bunch of gold hoops from somewhere.

One.

two.

Three.

Eight in total.

Each golden hoop was wrapped with dense demonic runes, emanating an aura that chilled even demonic souls.

The Yamata no Orochi fell silent.

It really wanted to ask itself if it could do without it.

Before he could even speak, Gu Changjin waved his hand.

The eight golden hoops transformed into golden light and landed on its eight heads respectively.

Click.

Click.

Click.

Eight soft sounds.

A cold brand instantly appeared deep within the demonic soul of Yamata no Orochi.

It immediately became extremely obedient, and Gu Changjin looked at his work with satisfaction and nodded.

Then, as if suddenly remembering something, he asked, "Where are the withered roots of the ancient Jianmu tree?"

The Yamata no Orochi's heart skipped a beat; this thing was its greatest secret.

Many years ago, it found a piece of dead Jianmu root deep in the East China Sea. Although it had long since died, it still contained a very high level of innate energy.

However, that thing also had the Nine Provinces Heavenly Secrets Restriction on it.

The Yamata no Orochi dared not eat it.

They could only keep it hidden, hoping to find an opportunity later.

Unexpectedly, this old ancestor asked for it as soon as he opened his mouth.

It hesitated instinctively for a moment.

The next moment, all eight golden hoops tightened slightly at the same time.

The Yamata no Orochi nearly smashed all eight of its heads on the spot.

"Yes! Yes! I'll offer this little snake to our ancestor right away!"

Soon, a section of withered, black, iron-like wood root, yet faintly shimmering with cyan-gold patterns, was retrieved from the secret cave at the bottom of the island by the Yamata no Orochi.

Gu Changjin's eyes lit up after just one glance.

nice one.

Its grade is much higher than those innate spiritual objects.

Ancient Jianmu tree.

Even if only a withered root remains, it is still far superior to ordinary spiritual creatures.

Without wasting any words, Gu Changjin directly refined the Dao Fruit.

boom!

The withered roots of the Jianmu tree penetrated the body.

The Dao Fruit trembled.

The vast innate energy was dismantled layer by layer, transforming into the purest Dao Yuan.

Fifty strands.

One hundred strands.

One hundred and fifty strands.

Finally, two hundred strands of the Dao Yuan were condensed together.

Gu Changjin's mood suddenly became extremely good.

This trip was incredibly profitable.

The Yamata no Orochi is truly a natural focal point and a treasure trove.

However, he soon looked towards the Japanese islands.

There were some rumors from my past life that if you forge the Myriad Souls Banner in such a place, you might eventually forge the Virtue Banner.

It sounds like hell, but now that I've come to Kyushu, I really can't help but try it.

Gu Changjin looked up, and his ten-thousand-foot-tall body slowly began to move. The devouring power inherent in the ten-thousand-foot-tall Bashe also began to fully erupt.

"Eight million gods?"

"Today, make sure everyone's in a big pot."

The next moment, the Bashe Seal transformed into a massive dark vortex thousands of miles in diameter, hanging upside down over the island of the Eastern Demon.

The wind howled and the turbid waves surged into the sky.

The evil cultivators, Onmyoji, pirates, and ronin on the entire island, as well as the fox demons, tengu, water ghosts, and vengeful spirits in the temple who were enjoying blood offerings, all let out terrified screams.

One after another, the sinister aura of incense smoke was forcibly pulled up by the dark vortex.

Those evil gods and demons that relied on blood sacrifices were also uprooted, turned into billowing black smoke, and irresistibly thrown into the inverted abyss.

A spirit or deity enshrined in a daimyo's mansion tried to escape but was swallowed whole.

A large fox demon from the mountains burrowed into the ground and was swallowed up along with the mountain and the temple.

An Onmyoji cried out for help from the Yamata no Orochi, but the Yamata no Orochi, with its eight heads bowed at the bottom of the sea, pretended not to hear him.

In less than half an hour.

The entire island of Japan was almost completely ravaged.

Those demons and evil cultivators, blood-eating temples, and filthy incense that had entrenched themselves for many years all disappeared completely.

As the turbid air on the island dissipated, a pure air slowly rose from the depths of the earth.

Gu Changjin smacked his lips after eating and drinking his fill.

The taste was so-so, but the portion was large and filling.

Just as he was about to turn back and take the Yamata no Orochi away, the sky suddenly darkened without warning.

Rumble!

Endless, pitch-black thunderclouds gathered wildly above the island of Japan.

An aura of destruction pressed down so hard that even the void itself seemed to distort.

Gu Changjin's eyes turned cold, and the Bashe Seal flashed.

He subconsciously thought that he had eaten too much and thus incurred divine retribution.

"Damn you, God."

"You're going to attack me just because I eat something dirty?"

Come on!

The Yamata no Orochi was so frightened that all eight of its heads shrank into the seabed.

But the next moment, the style of the scene suddenly changed.

The thunderclouds, having accumulated to their limit, suddenly burst open.

What fell was not the destructive Purple Heaven Divine Lightning.

Instead, it was an endless, pure golden light of merit, like the Milky Way flowing backwards.

boom!

The merit, so concentrated it was almost liquid, slammed down on Gu Changjin's ferocious black-gold snake body.

In the blink of an eye, the ten-thousand-foot-long black snake was washed and became shimmering with golden light.

Behind his head, golden wheels of merit suddenly materialized in concentric circles.

First layer.

triple.

Sixfold.

Ninefold.

The Ninefold Perfect Merit Golden Wheel hangs behind the head of the serpent.

He is more righteous than a high-ranking monk of the righteous path, and more sacred than a sword immortal of the Qiyun Sect.

Gu Changjin stood frozen in mid-air, his blood-red vertical pupils revealing an expression of utter bewilderment and absurdity for the first time.

He looked down at himself. What the hell?

A colossal serpent, ten thousand feet long, with nine layers of golden light emanating from its back.

Then I looked at the former Japanese land, which was now completely silent but filled with a refreshing atmosphere.

Gu Changjin's lips twitched violently.

"No... I really just wanted to try it out..."

"Besides, wasn't what I just did a deal that would wipe out my entire family's wealth?"

"I ate all the evil spirits and demons on this island."

"Heaven, you actually bestow upon me immeasurable merit?"

He remained silent for a moment, then finally couldn't help but burst into laughter.

"Damn you, God."

"Are you a little off?"