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

In the distance, atop a crimson mountain peak, atop the luxurious palace, the petite demon king chuckled softly.

She held a red wine bowl, her purple eyes gazing at the earth—countless ferocious demons had gathered before the palace gates.

They guard the gate like the most loyal hunting dogs, tearing anything that appears in their sight to shreds!

"Zihua, how many evil spirits do you think are down there?"

“Thousands... no, tens of thousands. And they are evenly distributed around the palace, so that if an enemy appears on any side, they can be detected and attacked immediately.”

After thinking for a moment, the golden-haired ghost king said, "If you want to go in, you can only kill your way in. Well, you can also fly over from the sky."

"Oh dear, this is really bad, neither you nor I can fly."

Ibuki sipped her wine gently, a frivolous smile playing on her charming and lovely face.

"Heh heh, flying over there isn't our style. If we're going to get revenge, we'll have to fight our way in fair and square!"

Tzihua grinned, his face revealing a fierce expression.

"As long as Ibuki is by my side, even if there are ten times more of them, they won't be able to stop me!"

"When we join forces, we are invincible!"

"Hehe, you're really excited, Cihua." The petite and adorable Ghost King finished the fine wine in her bowl and chuckled softly, "Indeed, I'm a little excited too... After all, it's been a thousand years since we've joined forces like this."

"Let's go, Cihua, it's time to settle the score!"

As the girl's voice rang out, two ghost kings leaped down from the mountain peak.

Like a meteor falling to earth, the powerful impact tore through the air and shook the ground, followed by a deafening roar like muffled thunder.

The evil spirits guarding the palace looked towards the place where smoke and dust were rising.

Their faces are ferocious, their teeth bared, and their menacing expressions are terrifying.

But the next second, their expressions changed... in a very human-like way.

Just like when ordinary people see ghosts, their original fierce expression disappears, replaced by fear... a fear from the bottom of their hearts, from their very souls!

They trembled and retreated like insignificant ants.

But then, a crimson aura erupted from the palace, and a chilling killing intent, as cold as ice, enveloped the evil spirits. The trembling evil spirits widened their eyes, and indescribable fear engulfed them like a tidal wave.

We cannot retreat... Behind us... are demons, evil spirits far more terrifying than the enemies before us... We cannot retreat!

An even more terrifying fear gripped them, and even knowing that there was a dead end ahead, they had no choice but to move forward!

"Roar!!!!"

As if to bolster its courage, a demon roared.

Then, roars rang out one after another.

Perhaps it was the roar that had an effect, or perhaps it was the sheer number of demons that made them forget their fear, and they charged out like mad dogs.

"O demon kings of Mount Ooe! The best show should be saved for last! Before you fight me, put on a show for me!"

"Hahaha....Hahahaha....."

Inside the palace hall, the Ghost Realm Ruler, seated on his throne, laughed maniacally.

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Chapter 79, Section 80: The King of Mount Ooe

"Is this really okay, Shuten-dōji?"

At the summit of Mount Oe, within the luxurious palace, a resolute and powerful male voice resounded.

It was a demon exuding the aura of a powerful being.

He was enveloped in blue flames, with demonic horns on his head, and his serious face was filled with boundless domineering aura.

Ibaraki-dōji, one of the Four Demon Kings of Mount Ōe, that's his name!

A man was sitting opposite him.

A man wearing a cassock, with white hair hanging down, who seemed carefree and at ease.

The man sat quietly, without any demonic power or aura that could be displayed. Yet, in his quietness, he exuded a domineering aura far stronger than that of Ibaraki-Douji!

He doesn't need any extra aura or demonic power; he just needs to sit quietly.

Because he is the best embodiment of power!

This man's name is Shuten-dōji.

—Shuten-dōji, the leader of the Four Demon Kings of Mount Ōe!

"Since Ibuki has said so, let's leave it to her."

The Ghost King leisurely sipped his fine wine, his casual words filled with trust in his friend.

Two days ago, Ibuki-dōji said he would go back to the Demon Realm with Ibaraki-dōji, and Ibaraki-dōji immediately said that he and Shuten-dōji would also go.

However, she refused.

She said that the Asura Demon King wasn't worth the four of them working together; she and Cihua were enough.

"That's true, but Tshua lost an arm... The fact that someone could sever Tshua's arm is enough to demonstrate that guy's strength."

Ibaraki-dōji frowned slightly, his expression showing a hint of worry.

"That was to cover the retreat of his men. If it were a one-on-one fight, Tshua wouldn't have lost that arm."

Indeed, during the battle with the Asura Demon King, the subordinates brought by Ichika-dōji were at a disadvantage due to the difference in numbers. After realizing that he could not defeat the Asura Demon King alone, Ichika-dōji ordered a retreat.

However, the Asura Demon King refused to let her leave, so she had to deal with him while protecting the demons of Mount Ooe.

Under immense pressure, Tsukawa-dōji accidentally lost an arm.

"Moreover, Ibaraki and Ibaraki ended up in this state because of her words, so she wants to avenge Ibaraki herself."

At this point, the King of Mount Ojiang picked up his wine bowl.

He laughed heartily: "Ha, although she values ​​very few people, it is precisely because of this that she cherishes those she values ​​even more."

"Pray for the Shura clan, Ibaraki. I hope that this clan will not be wiped out by Ibuki."

......

Deep within the ghost realm, in front of a luxurious palace, a one-sided massacre is unfolding silently.

In the center of the battlefield, a horde of ferocious demons surged forth like a tide, extending their sharp claws and fearlessly attempting to halt her advance with their crimson blood.

Faced with the approaching evil spirits, the petite and adorable Ghost King raised her fair palm.

In an instant, blood and flesh splattered everywhere.

The demons' bodies were easily torn apart, and scalding blood fell gently like rain.

The girl's face was stained with blood.

However, it's only natural...

Each ghost king emerged from mountains of corpses and seas of blood, with countless white bones behind them.

Only bloodshed and slaughter are the path of the Demon King!

Standing in the center of this battlefield is not the yokai Ibuki who likes to cling to the clear water and the rising sun, but the demon king who commands all demons and suppresses the region, Ibuki-dōji!

The chilling slaughter continued unabated, while the number of tens of thousands of evil spirits steadily decreased.

Ibuki-dōji and Izawa-dōji marched straight ahead, and anything that came near them was mercilessly torn apart.

Just as the Asura Demon King said, this was nothing more than an after-show entertainment. Tens of thousands of evil spirits couldn't even exhaust them!

About ten minutes later, two guests arrived in the hall where only the Asura Ghost King had been.

"Haha, brilliant, truly brilliant! I'm very satisfied with this entertainment!"

A wild laugh mixed with light clapping echoed through the hall, where the Asura Demon King sat high on his throne.

"As expected of the Demon King of Mount Ooe!"

"Hehehe... Such a warm welcome, I am quite pleased."

Faced with the Demon Lord's mocking laughter, the King of Mount Ooe also laughed.

The next moment, demonic energy filled the air.

A heavy aura, like an endless ocean, quietly spread around, and the killing and blood in the air vanished with a bang. The hideous cracks spread outward from Ibuki-dōji and Shura-kiō as the center.

Almost instantly, two indescribable and terrifying demonic energies collided.

The entire palace... no, the entire earth, trembled!

The crack remained stationary in the center of the main hall, with both crimson and clear demonic energy penetrating the palace and soaring into the sky.

The sky began to shake, and red clouds gathered from the heavens below, bringing with them a heavy, oppressive, and suffocating atmosphere!

The petite Ghost King sipped the fine wine, a smile playing on his lovely yet majestic face.

"Oh dear, I forgot to mention, the reason I came with Ci Hua this time is to ask the Asura Demon King for something."

"Oh, the arm of the Demon King Ichiwa? I'm sorry, that arm is the best one in all my collections, so let's change it, Demon King Ibuki."

With one hand supporting his head, the Asura Demon King wore a mocking smile.

"This is quite a misunderstanding. Although I also want Tsika's arm back, what I want most... is not that."

The girl's smile grew even brighter.

"What I want is your life!"

"My life? So that's how it is. What a good choice! King of Mount Ooe, my life is right here. If you have the ability, then come and take it!"

"Hehe, that's what I was planning too..."

With a cold, soft laugh, the girl took a step forward.

Like a gentle breeze, she arrived before the Asura Demon King.