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“Aside from that battle with the Dragon Immortal at the Sticky Rod Office, how many years has it been since I’ve seen you use the Pill Devourer?”

"Sometimes I wonder, can my reversal of life withstand your pill-devouring?"

Tang Jiaren glanced at him sideways and chuckled, "Brother Zuo, you can't even think about that."

He walked slowly forward, as if remembering something, and turned to look at Huang Yu: "Master Huang, can I have that target?"

Huang Yu raised his right hand slightly: "Please make yourself at home, Mr. Tang. To be honest, I would also like to see the legendary Tang Clan Pill Devouring Technique."

"You won't be disappointed."

Tang Jiaren's body gradually became transparent, his figure rapidly changed, and he quickly approached the fully recovered Yamata no Orochi.

The Yamata no Orochi opened its mouth and spat out eight plumes of black poisonous mist, which spread around the battlefield.

Whoohoo!

Under the corrosive influence of the poisonous fog, Tang Jiaren's illusion barrier gradually lost its effectiveness, revealing his true form.

"What a vile creature, trying to play with poison in front of my Tang Clan?"

Chapter 117 Pill Bite

Tang Jiaren's body was covered with a layer of purple poison, which isolated all the black poisonous mist from the outside, like a protective shield.

Huang Yu looked closely: "Is that poisonous miasma?"

Zuo Ruotong explained, "Yes, poisonous miasma. It's a protective technique of the Tang Clan, and its strength is no less than the Golden Light Mantra of the Celestial Master's Mansion. It also has the characteristics of poison, making it a very practical method."

Huang Yu asked curiously, "Master, you seem to know Master Tang quite well. Did you have a relationship before?"

Zuo Ruotong nodded slightly.

"We once worked together to deal with a shaman priest from the Qing Dynasty. He was able to summon the Dragon Suppression Immortal, and he was very troublesome."

"Later, it was Tang Jiaren who risked his life to inject more than a dozen pills to kill the shaman priest."

Good heavens, to be able to withstand the attacks of more than a dozen pills before dying, that's comparable to Zhang Huaiyi's Body Source Flow.

Huang Yu was secretly alarmed. If he were to suffer the effects of the pill's attack, he wondered if he could withstand it by relying on the Triple Rebirth and the Infinite Adaptability.

On the other side, Tang Jiaren, holding a hand dagger, had already approached the body of the Yamata no Orochi.

Eight snake heads attacked one after another, but Tang Jiaren simply used his light-footed movement to dodge them, his face still bearing that squinting, smiling expression.

"If I get any closer to you, you'll be dead."

An inexplicable aura emanated from Tang Jiaren, colorless, odorless, formless, and without any outward characteristics.

But it was precisely this atmosphere, which seemed completely unremarkable, that sent shivers down Huang Yu's spine, as his [Crisis Warning] talent kept giving him warnings.

"So this is Dan Shi."

As the Qimen formation rotated in his eyes, Huang Yu could roughly see dozens of microparticles floating around Tang Jiaren.

"Truly marvelous. Ordinary, indifferent, without any special features, yet it contains the ultimate power of death."

"Just like the state of mind of someone who has mastered the Dan Shi technique, only those who are indifferent to death, whether it is their own death or the death of others, and who have reached a state of complete disregard for life, can master this Dan Shi technique."

As the eight-headed serpent swung its body in pursuit of Tang Jiaren, it unknowingly came into contact with more than a dozen pills.

Death is inevitable.

The Yamata no Orochi suddenly stiffened, roared to the sky, and rolled around on the ground.

As the Yin manifested, the body of the Yamata no Orochi began to fester, and the fusion between the shikigami and its master could no longer be maintained.

A moment later, a priest dressed as an Onmyoji and a sorcerer covered in bandages emerged from the body of the Yamata no Orochi and fell to the ground.

His face was contorted with pain, and he kept shouting:

"Kill me! Please, kill me!"

"Give me a good time!"

"I surrender! Quickly, kill me!"

Tang Jiaren watched all this indifferently, his face still bearing that same smiling expression, unchanged.

The so-called "laughing Yama" means that he sends you to your death while laughing.

Under the transfer of damage by the curse, Zuo Ruotong also experienced a surge of true excitement.

He frowned slightly, maintaining his reverse-generation state: "Heh, it really hurts a bit, I almost couldn't hold on."

Huang Yu asked with concern, "Master, is there anything I can do for you?"

"No need! I'll be fine after a while."

With veins bulging, Zuo Ruotong closed her eyes tightly, focusing all her energy on suppressing the injuries within her body.

Huang Yu looked closely and saw that Zuo Ruotong's meridians had collapsed into a mess, and most of her reverse life essence had also disintegrated.

However, under Zuo Ruotong's suppression, everything returned to normal.

With a gentle mist, Zuo Ruotong regained her peak condition, though she was slightly fatigued.

Tang Jiaren came over with his dagger, glanced at Zuo Ruotong's condition, and seemed to be verifying the effects of the pill in addition to showing concern.

"As expected, the damage caused by this curse is only one-tenth of its original power. At most, it causes some pain, but it is difficult to cause any real harm."

"Those with higher spiritual cultivation can survive it."

He asked, "Brother Zuo, how is the taste of the pill?"

Zuo Ruotong opened her eyes and exclaimed, "It lives up to its name. It truly deserves to be called the Poison of Death. Only those who have broken through the barriers of life and death can cultivate the highest-level technique of the Tang Clan."

On the battlefield, the death of Yamata no Orochi seemed to be a signal, and many members of the Fish-Dragon Society realized that the situation was hopeless and began to back down.

But this retreat led to a complete rout; they could no longer organize an effective defense and were ultimately slaughtered.

Huang Yu glanced around and noticed that three more assassins had joined the battle.

The assassination was swift and decisive, hitting the target in one strike. Regardless of success or failure, the assassin could retreat and seek the next opportunity.

"A disciple of the Tang Sect?"

Huang Yu seemed to be deep in thought. The three assassins were two men and one woman. One of the men was a little younger, while the other two were in their twenties.

Soon, after killing their targets one after another, the three men arrived in front of Tang Jiaren, their faces calm.

"Sir, the mission is complete, all targets are dead."

Tang Jiaren nodded and said to Zuo Ruotong, "These are all disciples of my Tang Clan: Yang Lie, Li Ding, and Lu Huizhong."

"This time, I brought them out on a mission, and also to broaden their horizons."

Tang Jiaren pointed to them one by one: a handsome man with slicked-back hair, a muscular man, and a long-haired woman with a silk scarf and indifferent eyes.

"Come, pay your respects to the Left Gate Master of the Trinity Sect."

The three looked at Zuo Ruotong in surprise, not expecting to see him here. They cupped their hands and said, "Greetings, Immortal Daying."

Zuo Ruotong asked the group to stand up and exclaimed, "Brother Tang, the Tang Clan has promising successors; they are all quite skilled."

Soon, the gunfire on the battlefield subsided, and resistance from both the military and the supernatural forces was quelled.

Yan Shuangying stepped forward and reported to Huang Yu: "Master, the members of the Fish-Dragon Society have been basically wiped out. Except for a few who were skilled in escape techniques, all the others have been executed."

"I've already sent people to surround and intercept those who escaped. I absolutely won't let them live."

As he spoke, Yan Shuangying glanced at the Tang Clan members, his heart tightening inwardly. These people were dangerous and not to be trifled with!

The three members of the Tang Clan also looked at Yan Shuangying with apprehension. They had been observing the battlefield for quite some time. This man in the leather jacket was wreaking havoc on the battlefield, wielding two pistols with fierce power, yet every shot hit its mark.

This was the first time they had ever seen such a method.

In particular, the opponent's concealment methods seem to be no less advanced than the Tang Sect's Illusionary Body Barrier; they are also extremely sophisticated concealment techniques.

Upon hearing Yan Shuangying's report, Huang Yu nodded and gave the following instructions:

"Very good. Quickly send someone to take over the Japanese's important offices and locations, and safeguard all valuables such as documents, money, and artifacts."

"Remember, we must not let those scoundrels from the First Brigade ruin the stuff."

After a pause, Huang Yu added, "Some of the gold, silver, and other valuables can be distributed to the soldiers of the First Brigade to appease them."

"As for documents, maps, and cultural relics, we cannot let them touch them."

"Go find General Luo and get his orders..."

"Understood!" Yan Shuangying saluted and quickly left.

Tang Jiaren glanced at Huang Yu and thought to himself, "This Taoist Master Huang seems to have an unusual identity. Besides his unfathomable cultivation that I can't see through, he also seems to have a very high position in worldly power."

Yang Lie and the others also looked at Huang Yu with curiosity, and whispered to Tang Jiaren to ask about Huang Yu's identity.

Chapter 118 The Mind Method of Observing Self-Mastery, Revealing the Plan

On the battlefield, the corpses of the Fish-Dragon Society's supernatural beings were collected and piled up in an open space.

To prevent the bodies from being contaminated with toxins, many people wear gloves and other protective measures when collecting corpses.

There's no way around it; the methods used by the Japanese are far too sinister and insidious. A large portion of them rely on poison, and they also like to transform themselves into something neither human nor ghost.

Hong Qi, his hands stained with blood, drenched in sweat, and panting heavily, walked up to Huang Yu.

"Master, the bodies have all been collected. What should we do with them?"

"These bastards, some of their corpses are even poisonous. Why don't we just burn them all? I'll make sure they're completely burned."

Huang Yu grunted in agreement and patted Hong Qi on the shoulder: "No rush, let me collect these damned souls first."

"Moreover, there are risks involved in burning it. If some toxic fumes are released during the burning process, it would be bad if it harmed the public."

"We are now in the urban area of ​​Fucheng, we can't be so careless."

Hong Qi chuckled: "Alright, then I'll think of an even safer way to handle this."

Huang Yu took out the Ten Thousand Souls Banner from his storage bag and waved it.

In an instant, darkness filled the air, and hundreds of evil spirits rose from the pile of corpses, emitting mournful howls.

Oh oh oh!