One person: Starting with the Rumble-Rumble Fruit, his grandmaster uncle emerges from seclusion.

"boom!"

"Then our Yin-Yang Dao will truly be completely severed!"

"Master! All the blame lies with us old bones!"

"I'm sitting here today to settle this decades-long feud, as well as the recent grudges with Changbai Mountain, Nathan Island, and the Underwater Temple, all at once!"

Kamo no Nobuyuki raised his head, and his face was visibly aging rapidly!

Her originally jet-black hair quickly turned white from the roots.

Tight skin becomes rough and ravine-like, like old tree bark.

He lost the life force that had sustained him.

"I am willing to offer my head and dissipate my century-long cultivation!"

Kamo no Nobuyuki picked up the simple, ancient-looking short sword from the sword rack beside him with both hands.

He pulled the blade halfway out, its cold light reflecting in his eyes, which were filled with a death wish.

"I only beg you, Master, to show mercy and not take your anger out on those young people. Let them return home safely after this match!"

"Death absolves all debts! I am willing to use my last breath to pave this path to life for them!"

……

In the tea room, the only sound was the roar of waves crashing against the rocks.

Zhang Tianyi leaned against the cushion, looking at the old man in front of him who, in order to protect his juniors, had not hesitated to disperse his cultivation and was preparing to commit seppuku.

He neither stopped him nor said anything.

Just watching quietly.

Back in North China, those high-ranking Onmyoji treated the lives of the Chinese people like dirt, using them to feed their shikigami.

How arrogant they were back then?

But now.

In order to protect the flame of his country, this last remaining leader was willing to kneel at his feet like a sinner, begging for mercy.

"When a person dies, their debts are wiped out..."

Zhang Tianyi finally spoke.

He picked up the teacup on the table and twirled it in his hand.

His tone revealed no emotion, yet it conveyed a profound understanding that looked down upon all living beings.

"Nobuyuki Kamo, you are much smarter than your two old buddies."

"You're putting on such a humble act, taking the burden of righteousness upon yourself. You're risking your life to shut me up."

"If I were to lay a hand on you young people again today, it would make me, Zhang Tianyi, seem like a narrow-minded butcher who even brings up the grievances of the dead."

Having his thoughts exposed, Kamo no Nobuyuki did not refute them.

He simply bowed deeply once more: "This old man dares not. This old man is only asking for a favor."

Zhang Tianyi drank the tea in his cup in one gulp.

The tea was somewhat bitter, but had a long-lasting sweet aftertaste.

"okay."

Zhang Tianyi casually tossed the teacup onto the table and stood up.

He looked down at Kamo no Nobuyuki.

“You’re right. I really don’t have the time to argue with a bunch of clueless kids.”

"Zhang Chulan and the others will handle what happens on the field. Whether we win or lose depends on our own abilities."

Zhang Tianyi put his hands in his pockets, turned around, and walked towards the door of the tea room.

As he reached the door, he paused slightly.

He didn't turn around, but left behind a casual yet weighty statement:

"The messes of your older generation have been completely settled by your side."

"Find a cleaner place to go, don't make this house dirty."

"Splash."

The paper door was pulled open and then closed again.

Zhang Tianyi's figure disappeared into the night wind outside.

……

Inside the tea room.

Kamo no Nobuyuki remained prone on the ground, motionless for a long time.

Until it was confirmed that Zhang Tianyi's presence had completely disappeared.

The old man's shoulders then began to tremble violently.

It wasn't out of fear, but out of extreme relief and liberation.

He succeeded!

With his remaining life, he successfully deflected the sword that was about to fall from Yin Yang Dao's head at any moment!

He secured a fair and competitive future for Yuan Yi and his friends!

“Brother Chongming… Daoyuan…”

Kamo no Nobuyuki slowly raised his head, his extremely aged face streaked with two streams of murky tears.

His hands trembled as he gripped the dagger tightly.

The tip of the knife was pointed at his abdomen.

"We have paid for the mistakes we made back then."

"The era to come..."

"Let those young people take the lead."

"Pfft."

The sound of a sharp blade piercing flesh echoed in the empty tea room, but was quickly drowned out by the sound of the waves outside.

The aroma of tea remains.

But the lifeblood of a sect leader vanished forever into the world at that moment.

Chapter 389 The Mirror Abyss, the Heart Being Peeped At!

The upper-middle level of the Takamagahara Shrine.

In this void space, which has no sky, no earth, and is composed of countless giant bronze mirrors.

The air was so cold it felt like it could freeze one's soul.

"Uh……"

Abe Genji managed to squeeze out a muffled groan from his throat.

His resolute face turned purplish-red from lack of oxygen.

The veins on his forehead were throbbing.

The pale hand that emerged from the mirror was gripping his throat tightly.

Its power is astonishing!

"Yuanyi, give up."

The figure in the mirror, dressed in the robes of the head of the Onmyōryō (Bureau of Yin and Yang), was whispering in his ear in a chillingly gentle tone:

"You're too tired."

“You were taught from a young age to be the pillar of the family, to take care of your companions, and to sacrifice yourself for the greater good.”

"But why?"

In the eyes of the person reflected in the mirror, a crimson greed and seduction gleamed:

"Kill them! As long as you draw your sword now and cut down those four burdens behind you, no one in this world will be able to hold you back!"

"Step over their corpses to obtain the Longevity Elixir! You will then be the true supreme king of the world of supernatural beings!"

"Shut up……"

Abe Genji gritted his teeth, and blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.

He desperately mobilized the spiritual power within his body, trying to shake off the ghostly hand.

But it didn't work!

This hand is not a physical object at all.

Rather, it was a manifestation of his darkest desires deep within his heart.

The more he struggled, the stronger the feeling of suffocation became.

Abe Genji struggled to move his eyes, trying to see the situation of his teammates behind him.

Upon seeing this, his heart sank completely into an abyss.

In the void not far away.

Ashiya Ryo has completely descended into madness.

His eyes were bloodshot, and his silver hair flew wildly in mid-air.

The katana in his hand was already drawn, and an undisguised black killing intent rolled across the blade.

"Rules? Old man? Go to hell!"

Ashiya Ryo brandished his long sword at the air, each strike delivered with all his might, as if he were slaying the family elders who had once oppressed him.