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Hong Qi's eyes widened, and he murmured, "What kind of technique is this?"

Yan Shuangying's brows furrowed, and he said, "Have you noticed that the air around Master is being distorted?"

"Furthermore, those Japanese spies who were killed seem to have been crushed by a uniform force."

Hong Qi was taken aback, as if he had remembered something: "You mean, Reversing the Eight Directions? Reversing the Eight Directions can be practiced to this extent?"

"It would be difficult for ordinary people, but that's Master. Have you ever seen such an extraordinary person as Master?"

"That's true."

Yan Shuangying drew two pistols, used Ghost Shadow Step to disappear into the darkness: "Alright, hurry up and make arrangements, let everyone get started."

"Otherwise, Master would have killed them all!"

"Right, right!" Hong Qi realized what was happening and quickly called back, arranging for people to surround and block the Fish Dragon Society members, making sure not a single one escaped.

Gunshots, shouts of killing, and cries erupted all at once.

A sumo wrestler, radiating a silvery glow, nimbly dodged the inverted magnetic field and lunged towards Huang Yu.

Huang Yu's lips curled up slightly. These people were quite perceptive; some had already noticed the traces of the reversed magnetic field and had begun to use their own methods to resist and evade it.

But it doesn't matter, thanks to the unexpected way the device flips in all directions, most of the people present have already been crushed to death.

"I'm getting closer!"

"Hehehe! As long as you're careful with your head, your weird force field won't work on me!"

The sumo wrestler grinned maliciously and lunged forward, intending to deliver a fatal tackle to Huang Yu.

Huang Yu glanced at it briefly, then gently swung a palm at its abdomen.

"It's no use. My body has been completely transformed into a body of steel. Except for my head, I have no weaknesses."

A hint of smugness rose in the sumo wrestler's palm as he wanted to see Huang Yu's bewildered expression when he realized his attack was ineffective.

He enjoys seeing others unable to do anything about him, yet filled with impotent rage.

This will make him feel great.

The next moment, a look of astonishment appeared on his face, and he was sent flying backward.

A mouthful of silvery entrails gushed from his mouth. After regaining his footing, the sumo wrestler lowered his head and stared blankly at the large hole in his chest.

That was a large hole created by Huang Yu's palm strike.

"How is this possible... I am made of steel, no one can resist steel."

"That's just because you're ignorant. There are plenty of people in this world who can destroy steel."

Huang Yu chuckled and looked at the transmutation circle on the sumo wrestler's body with a hint of appreciation in his eyes.

"You're an alchemist, aren't you? Transforming your own body into steel—a very practical alchemical method."

"At least in this era, your methods are a very good way to fight against guns and cannons."

"A genius, how many people have practiced their skills for a lifetime, yet they can't withstand a single shot."

"Your method is excellent; it has given me a lot of inspiration."

"Go in peace. Your skills will not be forgotten. I will carry them on and make them even greater."

"That's right, it's meant to be used on the battlefield against your invasion."

The sumo wrestler's face showed resentment as he fell backward to the ground with a heavy thud.

Huang Yu's face showed a hint of emotion. This level of alchemy was something that many Western alchemists could not achieve, but it was accomplished by a strange person from Japan.

It seems that Japan has not only learned from the West in all aspects of national affairs such as military, politics, industry, education and culture, but has also been influenced in the world of supernatural beings. They have even learned Western alchemy and have done so quite well.

Suddenly, several strange Buddhist chants swept past my ears.

In an instant, the surrounding scene changed. In the hot spring, a dozen or so beautiful women, dressed in tattered clothes and exuding charm, waved to Huang Yu.

Tall or short, fat or thin, cute or mature, all kinds of people are available.

Huang Yu was slightly taken aback: "To actually pull me into an illusion, this method is quite extraordinary."

With a wave of his hand, Huang Yu killed the beautiful woman, took a step forward, and the illusion changed.

This time, countless gold and silver jewels appeared before them, their brilliance dazzling the eyes.

"Wonderful money, it can do ninety-nine percent of the things in the world."

"Unfortunately, it also cannot let me stay."

"Money is not the goal for me, it is just a means to an end."

Take a step forward, and the golden mountains and silver seas collapse, the illusion changes once again.

The third instance was in a palace where countless officials knelt before him, and he could easily control the life and death of others with a single command.

Huang Yu shook his head. What good is supreme power? In the end, it's nothing more than a handful of dust.

Besides, does supreme power truly exist in this world? It's just that those below are indulging in it.

You're acting, I'm acting; I'm giving you face, but don't push your luck.

Taking a step forward, the palace shattered, and the illusion shifted once more.

This time, Huang Yu stood on the altar, and countless believers looked at him with fervor, regarding him as a god.

"Oh, that's quite interesting."

"But I, as a god, am a little too weak."

"Heaven moves forever, it does not exist for Yao, nor does it perish for Jie."

"Would a true god, a god who can create the universe, really care about the offerings and faith of mere humans?"

Take a step forward, and the altar vanishes once more.

With each scene change, the illusion does its best to satisfy Huang Yu and help him explore what he desires most.

Finally, in the last illusion, Huang Yu arrived at a dazzling cosmic starry sky.

Huang Yu stood in this starry sky, like a speck of dust, so insignificant as to be insignificant.

Huang Yu paused slightly, his eyes reflecting a glimmer of starlight.

"A beautiful landscape, ancient, vast, full of birth and destruction."

"However, your power is too weak and your understanding is insufficient to perfectly present the brilliance of this starry sky."

The illusion collapsed completely, and Huang Yu stepped forward, arriving in front of a monk who was chanting Buddhist prayers and wearing a bamboo hat.

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"Your Buddhist chanting is very special; it can even pull me into a dreamlike state."

"Is it related to the Paranirmitavasavartin Mantra?"

The monk smiled wryly and did not answer, but simply put his hands together and said, "Amitabha!"

The next moment, the monk was struck hard on the head, blood gushed out, his head lolled to the side, and he fell to the ground.

Huang Yu's expression remained calm: "If you don't want to talk about it, then don't."

In a flash, Huang Yu transformed into a phantom, constantly darting across the battlefield.

Bang!Bang!

Each time they stopped, a strange Japanese man would be sent flying and die instantly.

Of the three more threatening individuals from Japan, Huang Yu has already killed them; the rest are just low-level thugs.

A clay chicken or a clay dog, kill it with one slap.

Soon, all the Japanese monsters on the field were killed, their bodies lying scattered on the street, blood flowing everywhere, emitting a strong stench of blood.

"Master, all the Japanese have been killed; not a single one has been spared."

"Several of our men were injured, but none of them are in life-threatening condition."

Hong Qi stepped forward, cupped his hands to Huang Yu, and his eyes, which had previously shown respect and affection, now held a hint of awe and worship.

"Yes, it's good that he's dead."

Huang Yu stood still, his expression calm.

He glanced around, took out the Myriad Souls Banner from his storage bag, and with a casual wave of his hand, he unleashed a torrent of energy.

Oh oh oh!

Accompanied by the wailing of the dead, more than a hundred evil spirits were absorbed into the Ten Thousand Souls Banner.

Hong Qi and the others felt a chill run down their spines as they watched this scene; they knew they wouldn't even find peace in death.

Their gazes toward Huang Yu changed once again. Their master was truly an extraordinary person; their understanding of him was still too shallow.

There are disciples in Xinghuo Academy who cultivate the Five Wraiths Army, but no one has ever been able to control so many Yin spirits on such a large scale.

Generally speaking, controlling seven or eight spirits is the limit; any more than that will result in the painful backlash.

After collecting all the spirits of the strange people from Japan, a thoughtful look flashed in Huang Yu's eyes.

He has great use for the spirits of these strange people from Japan, as it concerns whether he can summarize the magical techniques of Japan and find out their weaknesses and essence.

That's right, he wants to compile a complete book on Japanese magic!

The point is not how to practice Japanese magic, but to introduce and explain the essence of these techniques and find their weaknesses!

Although Japanese magic originated from Chinese magic, it has become quite different after thousands of years of development.

Yin-Yang Dao, Ninjutsu, Buddhism, Shintoism, Swordsmanship... They abandoned the orthodox path of cultivating one's own life and instead focused on external methods such as spirit contracts, physical modification, controlling shikigami, and assassination with ninja tools.

Although they may not achieve great things, their methods are ruthless, cunning, and unpredictable, making them difficult to guard against.

Most Chinese people with extraordinary abilities are unfamiliar with the characteristics of Japanese magic, and often suffer great losses when they first encounter it.

However, as long as one learns the characteristics of Japanese magic in advance and makes some preparations, there is nothing to fear about these Japanese magic techniques; on the contrary, they are easier to target.

This is Huang Yu's next plan. The Yulong Society of Strange People in Fujian is a great way to learn about Japanese magic!

"Very good. I have already captured half of the Fish Dragon Society's manpower. I will take care of the other half tonight."