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

On the frost-covered earth, the clear water and the rising sun smiled gently.

"Bloodline is no big deal. If you can't handle it alone, then add me. I'll help you. I will never let you become a mindless monster."

“It’s no use, Chaoyang. This is the bloodline that has been passed down through generations in the Ghost Realm. No one can resist this bloodline. If I go back, I will only put you and your teacher in danger.”

"Didn't the Asura Demon King successfully rebel? If it can do it, so can you!"

"It did not rebel against the bloodline; it simply submitted to it."

Kidomaru raised his head gently, as if resigned to his fate; in his pale yellow eyes, there was only tenderness and joy.

"Thank you, Chaoyang. You've done enough for me... Give up, I'm beyond saving."

"..."

Hearing Kidomaru's words, the black-haired boy fell silent.

The gentleness on his face slowly turned into seriousness.

He looked at him, his gaze calm and profound.

"Kidomaru, do you know when it's okay to give up on your friends?"

The sudden question startled the red-haired boy slightly. After a long silence, he lowered his head and replied, "I... don't know."

"No, there's never been such a time."

"!?"

"Therefore, I will definitely take you back. I'll figure out a way to restore your Asura bloodline!"

......

"Ah, what a touching scene. That's why I love the realms of Yin and Yang so much. The love and hate between humans and demons is just so fascinating."

Above the Genji's underground altar, a young, eerie man laughed excitedly. Before him lay an empty, seemingly bustling space, yet his eyes reflected the figures of Shimizu Asahi and Kidomaru.

"It would be a little unsatisfying if such an interesting scene ended like this."

"Let me add fuel to the fire."

Hachimata lightly raised his arm, and the purple demonic power instantly vanished into the void...

The moment the demonic aura vanished, the statue standing quietly on the Ghost Realm Altar emitted a faint light, and an invisible demonic aura instantly enveloped the surroundings, bringing with it a vast and boundless sense of oppression.

At the same time, Kidomaru's hair... turned white.

P.S.: Hmm, this chapter... is alright, I guess?

Section 91, Chapter 89: What Terrible Human Children

The sudden turn of events left Shimizu Asahi stunned. He instinctively raised his head, and then a scene devoid of color came into view.

"What's going on!?"

An uncontrollable gasp of surprise escaped his lips.

"The rising sun!"

At this moment, Qingnufang's trembling voice suddenly rang out, and Qingshui Chaoyang, who had been called, turned her head to look.

He looked at the statue of the evil god on the altar.

"!?"

The moment my gaze fell upon the statue, a chilling feeling, as if I were being watched by a hunter, welled up inside me.

Without needing to be told or guessed, Shimizu Asahi understood in that instant.

—This evil god is watching them through the statue!

The black-haired boy gritted his teeth. He thought that after persuading Kidomaru, the incident would be over. But he never expected that the evil god would suddenly descend!

"A troublesome opponent has appeared..."

"Roar! Ah!!!"

Just then, a suppressed and painful roar came from the side. Shimizu Asahi's attention was drawn to the sound. He immediately looked down, and then his pupils shrank!

His friend lay on the ground, his handsome face contorted with pain. He seemed to be enduring some inhuman torture, constantly emitting heart-wrenching roars of agony.

Not only that, Kidomaru's hair has turned white again!

"Kidomaru!?"

The black-haired boy grabbed his shoulder and asked with great concern, "What's wrong? Are you alright?"

"Wait, what is this...!?"

Looking at his friend with concern, he was shocked to find that the color of Kidomaru's eyes had changed.

His pale yellow eyes turned into ice blue eyes, and a cold and crazy aura emanated from his gaze.

Without warning, a strange sense of unfamiliarity rose from the depths of Qingshui Chaoyang's heart...

The friend in front of me has become a stranger!

"Chaoyang, he is about to fully awaken."

The blue-haired girl's solemn voice rang out.

"Previously, he was in a semi-awakened state, so he was able to maintain his sense of self, but if he were to fully awaken, he would no longer be the person you know."

"Complete awakening!? Was it done by that evil god statue?"

A sudden surge of worry gripped Shimizu Asahi, and he immediately tensed up.

His first thought was of the statue of the evil god.

"It should be... After discovering that Kidomaru had been persuaded by you, this so-called evil god planned to fully awaken him in order to eliminate us."

"Is that so... Qingnvfang, can you hold on a little longer?"

"Your body and my demonic power are only enough to last for one minute."

"One minute...that's enough!"

After taking a breath of cool air, Shimizu Asahi whispered to his friend who was in excruciating pain, "Hang in there a little longer, Kidomaru, it will be over soon."

After speaking softly, the black-haired boy stood up, his cold and ruthless black eyes falling on the statue of the evil god.

A heavy and oppressive atmosphere gradually spread.

"Heh... Let me see what you're capable of, Kamo no Tadayuki's disciple."

Hachimata chuckled softly, and cracks immediately appeared on the snake-headed stone statue on the altar. An invisible demonic power emanated from the cracks, and then the statue exploded, and the eight snake heads... came to life!

"Shout!!!"

The moment the giant serpent revived, its demonic energy swelled and its power was unleashed. A deafening roar resounded all around, and the entire underground space trembled violently.

But the next moment, an ice storm swept out, and the extreme frost demonic power unreasonably combined with the purple demonic power!

Their auras clashed, their demonic power roared, and shocking cracks spread outward from the two of them, covering the entire underground space in the blink of an eye!

......

Deep within the Ghost Realm, the king who had ruled this place for hundreds of years lay helplessly on the ground, trembling all over, his eyes filled with terror, as fear consumed his heart.

"Oh my, what a fine expression, Asura Demon King."

Before it, Ibuki-dōji sipped her fine wine, her charming face full of mockery.

"A cowardly Asura demon, this is the first time I've ever seen one."

Yes, the Asura Demon King was terrified, terrified that he was about to lose his life.

Indeed, it is a demon, the king who rules this place; slaughter, desire, and plunder are its true nature!

But it had 'died'...and only after 'dying' once did it understand what was most precious!

It didn't want to lose the life it had finally obtained!

Feeling the power that was enough to annihilate him, the Asura Demon King roared like a madman who could not accept it.

"No, impossible... You couldn't possibly have its power! How could you possibly have its power!"

"Hehe... Why is that?"

Ibuki tilted her head slightly, laughing happily like a little girl.

Behind her was the phantom of an eight-headed serpent...

......

Inside the underground space, two terrifying demonic forces remained locked in a stalemate, neither giving way nor gaining the upper hand, as if they were fighting until the space itself collapsed.

However, as if by telepathy, the suffocating demonic aura dissipated at the same time.

The next moment, the black-haired boy with an icy expression suddenly attacked!

In an instant, he traversed the distance between the two and arrived in front of the stone statue. His hand, imbued with blue demonic power, clenched into a fist, and then he swung it out.

Just then, a snake head suddenly attacked from the side. It seemed to have anticipated that Shimizu Asahi would attack head-on, and it had been waiting halfway there. The moment he appeared, it slammed into him!

"boom!!"

A dull thud resounded, but the expected scene did not unfold.

Asahi Shimizu stood steadily on the altar. He gently raised his left arm, spread his five fingers, and the huge snake head that attacked him was instantly turned into an ice sculpture!

And that raised fist came crashing down!

"Roar!!"

A snake's head appeared in front of the stone statue at the critical moment, and a blow powerful enough to shatter the statue landed on it.

The next second, blood gushed out.

At the same time, the remaining six snake heads swarmed forward, blocking his escape route from all sides.

But at this moment, ice blades rained down.

Endless blades rained down from the sky, countless blood blossoms bloomed in mid-air, and the enormous bodies of the eight giant serpents were covered with countless wounds!

The great snakes cried out in agony!