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

With all its might and without reservation, the ultimate power was transformed into a mountain, suppressing it with absolute force!

"Good weight!"

His body trembled, his strength was depleted, and he felt as if he were in the deepest abyss of the ocean. Minamoto no Saneyoshi felt pain.

He never imagined that Shimizu Asahi would possess such brute force; this sudden attack left him unable to resist.

However... brute force alone cannot determine the outcome. If all the strength is used for direct suppression, then Shimizu Asahi will be full of flaws!

A cold glint flashed in his pupils. Minamoto no Saneyoshi flipped his wrist, and the steel blade that collided with the ice blade instantly spun. He leaned forward, pushed off with his feet, and the gleaming blade slid forward along the ice blade—his target was Shimizu Asahi's hand!

This attack came without warning. Minamoto no Yoshimizu was confident that even Shimizu Asahi would not be able to react immediately. By the time he realized he needed to retreat, that would be the moment he lost the initiative and fell into a disadvantageous position!

'The final victory is mine!'

The head of the Genji branch family was filled with joy.

But the next moment, an accident happened...

As if anticipated, two ice blades burst from the ground, their powerful attacks piercing through everything and heading straight for his chest!

His pupils widened suddenly, and in a flash, Minamoto no Saneyoshi spun the blade, shattering the rising ice blade with a deafening roar.

He felt a slight sense of relief, his tense body relaxed a little, and then... danger struck!

His relaxed body tensed again, his lowered head was raised once more, and the slightly pained blade was raised once more.

"boom!!!"

Just like before, Minamoto no Saneyoshi was once again forcefully suppressed!

However, the identical parts ended there. Suddenly, dozens of talismans appeared in the air, and under the control of Qing Shui Chao Yang, endless chains surged forth!

In the blink of an eye, Minamoto no Saneyoshi was bound by chains.

"What...!? How could this be, and when!?"

The pulling of the chains made him tremble, and the brute force coming from all directions filled him with fear.

However, besides fear, he also had great doubts.

When did Qingshui Chaoyang prepare these talismans?

When she fought him, Shimizu Asahi had already given it her all...

...Give it their all...Could it be!?

His eyes, which were already wide open, opened even wider now, and an expression of disbelief was evident in them.

He was holding back even when fighting himself!?

Impossible! This is impossible! Even if a student of the Yin-Yang Bureau obtains the power of a yokai, he cannot be stronger than him. This is impossible!

But he was no longer given a chance to think.

The ice blade burst forth from the ground once more, and its sharp edge was aimed at his heart!

Using chains and brute force to restrict his movements, and finally, piercing his heart with an ice blade... Is this Shimizu Asahi's killing move?

Once he realized all this, the fear in his heart continued to grow.

No one is unafraid of death. The more powerful or high-ranking one is, the more afraid of death one becomes. Even Genji was no exception.

As the crisis escalated and his heart pounded wildly, he felt as if he had fallen into the deep sea, his body ice-cold!

He wanted to escape, to flee this place, but... the chains bound him, the brute force suppressed him, and no matter what, only death awaited him!

"How could I... die here! I will never die! Never!"

Fear eventually turned into madness, and on the verge of death, Minamoto Saneyoshi let out a final roar.

He broke free of the chains, twisted his body, and dodged the ice blade just as it was about to pierce his heart. However, the ice blade still pierced his chest!

The pain surged like a tidal wave, engulfing Minamoto no Saneyoshi in an instant.

But he survived; the blow that pierced his chest... wasn't enough to take his life!

"Ha, ha! You can't kill me, Shimizu Asahi, you can't kill me!"

His madness at surviving the ordeal made him roar loudly, as if showing off, a frenzied scream.

But... before the emotions in my heart could be fully vented, a cold voice softly rang out...

No, you are already dead.

P.S.: Okay, I'm going to be proven wrong again. I can't update three chapters today... I'm adjusting to the time difference today, so I won't stay up late. I'll update three chapters tomorrow (I promise!).

Chapter 124, Section 127: Let Me Carry You

A chilling cold spread silently, and the howling wind raged wildly. In the dilapidated streets, time seemed to stand still.

Shimizu Asahi wields a sword in one hand, its icy blue blade as imposing as a towering mountain, suppressing the enemy—the resolute man kneels on the ground, his katana held horizontally in front of him, Minamoto no Saneyoshi using all his strength to resist the extreme brute force.

However, the biting cold from the depths of the earth pierced his chest with its endless sharpness.

Fresh blood flowed continuously from the wound, dripping slowly down the ice blade, and finally blooming vividly on the ground.

This was not a fatal blow; for an Onmyoji comparable to the demon-like Onikiri, a piercing through the chest was not fatal.

...Yes, it's not fatal, but why...is his life force slipping away?

Minamoto Saneyoshi could feel his life... slipping away, like a dam collapsing and water flowing erratically!

I'm going to die! I'm definitely going to die! No, no, I don't want to die! No!!

When the terrifying thought surfaced in his mind, fear struck again, and his crazed expression instantly turned into trembling. His brain could no longer think, and his biological instincts made him abandon everything.

"No, no, don't kill me! I don't want to die!"

Dark eyes looked at the boy, his trembling body outstretched his arm, his expression one of deep pleading...

He didn't want to die, he didn't want to die, he didn't want to die... The will to live made him abandon his self-respect.

"..." The black-haired boy remained silent. He did not respond to the man's words, but he released the blade, and the extremely savage power dissipated.

"....!?" The man was taken aback by the tacit approval, and then... his eyes widened.

I... I've survived!?

His fear vanished, replaced by overwhelming joy. He opened his mouth and uttered a thank you as if he were insane—but he would never be able to say that thank you again.

A light frost silently covered his body...

The true meaning of "源" is death.

".....call."

A chilling breath escaped from between his lips, and the boy chuckled softly.

The frost covering a man comes from the inside out, not from the outside in... Yes, this is the real killer move of Qing Shui Chao Yang.

During the battle, Shimizu Asahi's chill invaded Minamoto no Saneyoshi's body. With just a slight pull, he could detonate the chill and freeze everything.

"If you had been more cautious, you might have been able to guard against this move... but unfortunately, your arrogance cost you your life."

......

On the mist-shrouded coastline, the burly man who had been holding Shimizu Mio's back suddenly raised a flirtatious brow and shifted his gaze.

He glanced at her without leaving a trace, and the figure of Qing Shui Chaoyang flashed past his black pupils.

Then, a low chuckle sounded.

"Ha, as expected of my brother, he's amazing!"

A deep joy welled up inside him, and the big man let out a long sigh of relief. The stalemate was broken.

"Chaoyang is working so hard, I, as the older brother, can't fall behind... Don't blame me for being too rough, Hachimata!"

The big man laughed excitedly...

......

Meanwhile, on the other side of Xingyuan City, in a narrow alley, Ali was gently curling up.

The people in the streets held torches high, and they searched carefully like an army, checking every dark alley and hidden corner, any place where people could hide.

She doesn't have many places left to hide...

She exhaled softly and leaned against the wall. She could hear the commotion... the people were getting closer and closer to her; she was about to be discovered. Perhaps in a few minutes, or perhaps in the next moment. Her time was running out.

With her beautiful eyes gently closed, the girl relaxed her body and mind as if resigned to her fate.

Ah, this might be the best option. Even if she continues to flee, it will only buy her a few more minutes. Rather than struggling desperately, she might as well accept her fate.

But this wasn't resignation; Ali had never considered giving up. She wouldn't give up until she truly died. Closing her eyes now was for a better escape.

The more she rests, the more strength she'll have. No matter how small the hope, she won't give up!

"..."

"..."

As the girl closed her eyes, a quiet began to spread gently. She remained vigilant while recovering her strength.

But perhaps because of the excessive quiet, and the silent weariness that followed, her wary expression slowly relaxed...

Before long, Ali fell into a state between sleep and wakefulness.

But suddenly, a chill blew in.

A chilling aura spread to her side, and the icy temperature made her shiver slightly. In an instant, Ali woke up.

"It's so cold..."

The girl instinctively hugged her arms.

She trembled slightly, a hint of surprise appearing in her eyes.

Why did the temperature suddenly drop?

The sudden change puzzled Ali, and she cautiously peeked out, trying to get information from the narrow passageway.

But... when her dark eyes were reflected in the street corner, her pupils suddenly shrank.

What came into view was a pale white expanse, like a world of ice and snow... no, that was exactly what ice and snow was, the entire street... was frozen!