How did I, an Onmyoji, become the Lord of Yokai?

A terrifying gale, powerful enough to destroy the world, swept across the heavens and earth, and the sharp golden wheel emitted by Kyogoku Munemitsu was easily shattered like a weak ant.

Hebiemon silently turned his head, his open snake eyes filled with indifference and murderous intent.

Then, he disappeared.

The next second, the sound of a heavy object striking flesh rang out!

The moment the sound rang out, Shimizu Asahi and Aobozu pinpointed its source—Hebi Uemon appeared before Kyogoku Munemitsu without warning, as if transcending time, and its withered, thin fist, filled with fierce killing intent, slammed into him.

Just as the words suggest, Kyogoku Munemitsu flew out...

Before the two could react, Hebiemon vanished once again.

Before the word "bad" could even cross their minds, it appeared before Aobozu—a thin, small thigh kicked him hard.

The chilling killing intent and danger constantly sounded the alarm bells for Aobozu, and under the control of instinct, he raised his arm.

But... it still didn't work.

A terrifying force, powerful enough to shatter a mountain, ruthlessly and unreasonably blasted through his defenses, and in an instant, the golden staff was pressed against his chest.

In less than a second, Aoandon was also sent flying.

In less than three seconds, Snake Emon blasted Kyogoku Munemitsu and Aobozu away. Naturally, it looked at the last person... Shimizu Asahi!

The cold, merciless snake eyes reflected the figure of the black-haired boy, and a chilling killing intent swept across the sky with fierce demonic power.

In that instant, driven by instinct, Shimizu Asahi condensed countless layers of ice shields.

Then, just like in the previous two scenes, Hebiemon disappeared again.

—A terrifying force, like a raging torrent, suddenly and fiercely attacked. The dozen or so ice shields he had condensed shattered into pieces almost simultaneously, and the white-haired old man's fist landed on him.

However, he didn't fly... Chapter 183, Section 186: Let You Steal My Daughter!

That thin, withered fist contained a savage power capable of shattering the earth. Shimizu Asahi blocked with one hand in front of him. Although his palm blocked the opponent's fist, the difference in power did not diminish... His body was trembling.

He had mobilized all the power he could muster—brute force, spiritual power, demonic power—yet he was still at a disadvantage.

Strong...indescribably strong.

Having obtained the power of the snake god, Hebiemon is as strong as a monster!

Perhaps it was Shimizu Asahi that blocked its attack. A hint of surprise flashed in Hebiemon's cold and ruthless snake eyes, but this surprise was only momentary, and it was replaced by a cold laugh.

With his other hand clenched into a fist, the white-haired old man took a step forward, leaned forward, and the next moment, his left fist slammed out!

"Boom!!"

The force unleashed a storm, shaking the very fabric of space. The air, ripped apart by brutal force, emitted a mournful roar, and the aura of death descended upon Shimizu Asahi.

His dark eyes narrowed slightly, and a chilling aura, as white as ice, was released like a tidal wave. The aura was fierce and extreme, enough to freeze everything, and it engulfed his figure. Snake Rightemon's arm began to be covered with ice.

But... a shocking scene unfolded: the newly formed ice layer shattered!

—Shattered directly by an extremely brute force!

One force can overcome all methods; simple and powerful strength is enough to counter any means!

The chill had no effect. Shimizu Asahi's face turned solemn. He gritted his teeth, and the last bit of power in his body surged out once more. Just like Serpent's Right Monk, his left hand clenched into a fist.

There was no way to dodge it. The moment he resolved to resist this force, he lost his best chance to avoid the punch.

"Ha, since we can't hide, then we won't hide!"

"Come on, snake demon!"

"Drink it!!!"

With a long roar, a determined pull, and a resolve to die or live, Shimizu Asahi unleashed a punch!

Two disproportionate fists, each carrying equally terrifying power, collided in mid-air. In that instant, the world fell silent...

A power capable of crushing everything emanated from the two of them and spread throughout the surrounding area in an instant.

A silent wave swept away everything—earth, sky, time, space... everything was devoured by the power...

However, at the center of the explosion, the boy, who had been resolutely wielding his iron fist, was thrown out in agony. His mouth was agape, and his brows were contorted in a ferocious grimace, as if he had suffered the ultimate torment, a sight that sent chills down one's spine.

It's unstoppable... completely unstoppable!

His punch, delivered with all his might and even exceeding his limits, was utterly vulnerable in the face of Hebiemon at this moment.

In just two or three seconds, his attack was ruthlessly shattered... like a mortal standing in the face of a storm, pale and powerless!

"hateful!"

Clutching his left arm, Qing Shui Chaoyang gritted his teeth.

His left arm is now useless.

"boom!!!"

Before the pain that had been gripping his heart had subsided, his back slammed into the ground, and another wave of excruciating pain surged through him!

At that moment, he was overwhelmed by pain.

"cough!"

Immediately afterwards, crimson blood began to flow out uncontrollably.

The blood, like alluring flowers, danced in the air and bloomed on the earth, leaving Qingshui Chaoyang in a sorry state.

No matter who it is, the first time they see him, they will subconsciously understand that this person has reached his limit.

Yes, Shimizu Asahi herself understands that she has reached her limit...

but....

Gasping for breath, he began to struggle just two seconds after landing. His battered body swayed as he rose, his blood-stained face held firm, and his dark eyes told everyone that he could still fight!

"Chaoyang, that's enough! Stop hitting him! Your body can't take it anymore!"

"If you keep fighting, you'll die!"

"That's enough! That's enough!"

An anxious and urgent voice exploded in her mind, and Qingnufang frantically tried to stop it.

Although she was still inside Shimizu Asahi's body, Shimizu Asahi could imagine her excited expression.

"Ah, if this continues, I'll probably die... This old man is stronger than I imagined... But, I'm sorry, Qing Nufang... I can't fall down now."

His panting voice sounded so weak, and he paused four times during that short sentence.

But he cannot fall.

Now that he has fallen, it is the people of Izumo who will die.

He has a reason... not to fall!

"It's no use! It's already strong enough to rival the Demon King. If you stand up again, you'll just be throwing your life away!"

"You've done your best, there's no need to continue!"

Yes, at this moment, Hebi Emon is enough to contend with the Demon King. No matter how Shimizu Asahi struggles, he has no chance of winning.

But... he still can't back down. If he does, who will stop him?

Gods?

Perhaps Susanoo-no-Mikoto will protect Izumo and subdue the demon.

But this is a human matter, something that should be handled by humans. What kind of human would it be to entrust everything to the gods?

Besides, would Jaegeremon let him go?

As one of the enemies who killed its wife, it would never let itself go... It was already on the enemy's kill list.

It was precisely because he understood this principle that he struggled to this point.

And that clash just now was his fiercest roar...

Shimizu Asahi understood that whether it was speed, strength, reaction, or even demonic power, stamina, or brute force, Hebi Uemon was superior to him. Even if he dodged the attack just now, it would launch a second attack in an instant, and he would definitely not be able to dodge this second attack.

Therefore, he was determined to engage in a decisive battle with it from the very beginning.

But he never imagined that Hebiemon would be so powerful...

......

'Yes, that's it! Teach him a lesson, teach him a good lesson, let him know the price for taking my daughter! Hebiemon!'

Within the chasm between Yin and Yang, the Serpent God's eyes gleamed with excitement. Looking at Qing Shui Chao Yang's disheveled state, he couldn't help but burst into laughter.

Although he didn't do it himself, he was still extremely satisfied.

It was worthwhile to give all the strength I could.

This was the most satisfying and enjoyable transaction he had ever made in thousands of years.

It's just a pity that he couldn't kill that brat.

Under the watchful eye of the giant, he was unable to kill Shimizu Asahi. Even though he knew his fate now, he could not extinguish his soul before the giant could act. As long as the soul was intact, Shimizu Mio would revive him countless times.

Besides, if he were killed, the one who would suffer the most in the end would be his beloved daughter.

Therefore, it's not worth the trade, he can't do it. (Chapter 184, Section 187: I'll go see you in Heian-kyo again in a while.)

"Hmph, let's call it a day. If we keep fighting, that kid might die."

The ecstasy and triumph had barely begun to surface when the Serpent God let out a satisfied groan and prepared to have Serpent Rightemon let Shimizu Asahi go.

Having abandoned the option of killing Shimizu Asahi, his disheveled appearance was the best that the Serpent God could appreciate.

Therefore, the serpent god was quite satisfied.

However, just as he was about to order Hebiemon to let Shimizu Asahi go, he suddenly discovered that Shimizu Asahi had actually stood up!

The serpent god's eyes widened, a deep astonishment flashing in those jewel-like, bright eyes.

In this situation, lying down and playing dead is the only way to survive; getting up means certain death.

"This kid... isn't he afraid of dying?"