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

Gently closing her eyes, Qing Nufang made a dangerous decision after a few seconds of thought.

A cold smile appeared on his icy face.

The next moment, a chill swept across the land—a terrifying aura like a storm instantly ravaged the heavens and earth, and almost simultaneously, everything within a radius of a thousand meters was frozen.

An endless, icy blue world has appeared!

Although Qing Nufang is not a demon king and cannot change the world, she is a great demon, and freezing a village is just a matter of turning her hand.

In order to prevent the shopkeeper from escaping, she compressed and condensed the demonic power within her body, and finally, she let the power explode like a bomb... There was absolutely no way for it to dodge this move!

However, as the price for releasing all her demonic power at once, the bandage on Qing Nufang's abdomen was visibly stained blood red!

"I can't detect that guy's presence... He must be dead."

Gently pressing her hand against her wound, the girl exhaled. Releasing all her demonic power at once was an extremely dangerous decision; if this attack failed to kill it, both she and Shimizu Asahi would die!

However, luck seemed to be on their side this time... the monster was dead, and they won.

Looking down at the blood-red bandage on her abdomen, the girl's expression turned slightly pained.

"It seems we need to re-bandage it."

"But before that... we still need to bandage him up."

The girl cast a pale yellow gaze at the unconscious boy and couldn't help but chuckle.

Now, what I owe you is settled...

However.....

Just as Qing Nufang was thinking this, a disgusting voice suddenly entered her ears.

"Hahaha... Bandaging? Helping whom? Helping him? My compatriot, how about I bandage you first before that!"

"!?"

The sudden sound made the girl's body stiffen. She opened her beautiful eyes wide, her pale yellow pupils revealing an expression of disbelief.

That guy... is still alive!?

"Of course I'm alive. I'm just waiting for the moment when you and I will fight to the death."

As if he could read the girl's mind, the shopkeeper laughed, a maniacal, almost manic laugh.

"You've always been my goal!"

"Instead of killing a comatose Onmyoji to provoke you, I'd rather render you powerless and turn you into a fish to be slaughtered by me!"

"Haha, isn't my idea pretty good?"

Looking at the monster before her, Qing Nufang opened her mouth, instinctively wanting to retaliate, but... she couldn't move. The intense pain rendered her immobile. Having lost her demonic power, she was nothing more than a fish to be slaughtered!

"Damn it!!"

The girl growled in a low voice.

"Ah, that's it... Keep going, scream louder, let me fully enjoy your beauty!"

The shopkeeper opened his arms wide, his face beaming with joy, as if he were enjoying the most wonderful thing in the world.

It approached the girl step by step, the pressure and aura emanating from it completely overwhelming her... It was destroying her psychological defenses!

Qingnufang gritted her teeth and struggled to stand up with her broken body, but no matter how many times she tried, she always ended up collapsing to the ground.

Finally, the shopkeeper came up to the girl, laughed loudly, raised his fist, and slammed it down on her without any mercy.

'Damn it!'

Faced with this punch, the girl closed her eyes as if in despair.

But at that moment, a pale blue light suddenly appeared, and chains emerged from the void—in an instant, the shop was sealed off.

At the same time, a voice sounded behind it.

"Monster, stay away from her!"

PS: Third update, that's all.

Chapter 59, Section 59: The Enemy in the Ghost Realm

Amidst the ruins, the shopkeeper stared in astonishment, his mouth agape, his empty, lifeless eyes revealing disbelief—before him, the young student, leaning against the ice, pale-faced and seemingly on the verge of death, had opened his eyes!

"You can still move?!"

Damn it!

In an instant, the monster's expression turned ugly. It subconsciously took a step forward, wanting to tear the evil Onmyoji in front of it to pieces.

However, it couldn't move; the chains shooting out from the talisman made it difficult to move!

"Hey, you're targeting me, aren't you? If that's the case, then stay away from her, you monster!"

A smug smile appeared on his bloodless face. The young student used his last bit of strength to raise his arm, and then, the water blade appeared.

"!?"

"No, impossible! My blade tore through your flesh and injured your internal organs! You couldn't possibly still have any spiritual power left! Impossible!!"

Fear began to spread deep within her heart. The water blade, which she could usually deal with with ease, now evoked an overwhelming sense of dread!

Although it survived Qingnvfang's desperate attack, it was inevitably seriously injured, and moving its body is now its limit.

If, if this knife were aimed at its heart or head, it would die, it definitely would!

The fear was palpable, and the students leaning against the ice felt the fear surrounding them and laughed out loud.

Then, he swung his arm down.

The next moment, the sharp blade pierced through flesh and blood, and a blood-red flower bloomed in mid-air, instantly erasing the source of the spreading fear.

"Ahh..."

The shopkeeper stared at him with his mouth agape, his empty, silent eyes fixed on him.

It wanted to roar, to speak, to express its reluctance to leave life, to curse that wicked Onmyoji before it died... But the sharp blade pierced its throat, and it lost its chance to roar.

It was not only a chance to scream, but also a chance to survive—half a minute later, the shopkeeper died, lying on the ground under the moonlight.

Its demonic aura dissipated, and the oppressive feeling that permeated the air also quietly disappeared, and everything returned to its original state.

"it's over......"

Only after confirming that the shopkeeper's presence had completely dissipated did the pale and weak young student exhale softly and close his heavy eyelids.

Having exhausted his last bit of strength, even staying conscious became a challenge.

But then, a strange, demonic aura suddenly appeared.

As if waking from a nightmare, the student opened his eyes, and then he saw a wisp of blood-red demonic energy emanating from the shopkeeper's mouth and nose...

"What...is that!?"

The unexpected turn of events left Shimizu Asahi looking astonished, and he subconsciously murmured those words.

But the next moment... as if sensing some extreme fear, his body stiffened instantly, and his brain instinctively stopped working.

Then, he closed his eyes...

......

Meanwhile, on the west side of Heian-kyo, inside the underground altar of the Minamoto clan's main family.

A crack large enough for one person to pass through appeared before the big man.

On the other side of the rift was a terrifying, empty world, and at the boundary between the rift and this world sat a person.

A man with long purple hair and purple snake eyes.

"It's so nostalgic. I never thought we'd have the chance to drink face-to-face like this again."

Looking at the purple-haired man in front of him, the big man sighed deeply. He picked up the red wine bowl and drank the strong liquor in one gulp.

However, the man opposite him did not make any move, as if the wine bowl placed in front of him did not exist.

"I'm not going to waste my breath on you. If you still don't tell me your intentions, then get out of here, you bullhead!"

The man made no attempt to hide his anger; his icy voice was cold and unapproachable, and his hostile gaze was chilling.

However, the man's imposing manner did not intimidate the burly man. The burly man, known as Bull Head, pretended to be heartbroken and clutched his chest, saying, "Hachimata, you've changed. You weren't like this when you used to drink with me."

"You have no right to bring up the past!"

Upon hearing the word "before," the man's aura grew even colder. He clenched his fists. If his soul hadn't been shattered and his strength reduced to less than one-tenth, he would have already delivered a punch!

"What happened a thousand years ago is something I do owe you, which is why I'm trying so hard to keep it from my sister and prevent her from knowing you exist..."

At this point, the big man drank another bowl of strong liquor. He smiled casually again and comforted her, "Alright, don't be angry anymore. This is a drink I specially prepared for you. Drink up."

"Oh....."

The only response to the burly man was a cold laugh from Yamata.

Ever since he was betrayed by this man a thousand years ago, he swore he would never trust him again!

"..."

Because of Yamata's cold laugh, the big man's smile slowly faded. In the end, he revealed a helpless expression.

"Ugh... I can't get the atmosphere going, Hachimata, this isn't fun."

"If I drink and laugh all by myself, don't I look like a fool?"

"Alright, I'll save the wine for you. Now let's get down to business."

Upon hearing this, Hachimata sat up straight, a mocking expression on his face.

He knew that this bastard wouldn't come looking for him just to catch up.

Ignoring his old friend's mockery, the burly man's expression turned serious. His black eyes fixed on Hachimata, he asked, "Was it you who caused this monster attack on Heian-kyo?"

"Heh, so this is what you came for. When did you start caring about the lives of ordinary people?"

Although he vaguely sensed that his old friend had come for this reason, he couldn't help but laugh when he actually heard the question.

This reckless, capricious, and monstrous fellow actually had humans come looking for him.