With the intention of killing this witch,
The monsters naturally wouldn't be merciful.
But how could the witch, who was pushed out by the Wind God, be ordinary? Hua Yan only saw the other party reach out and clench her hand, and an ice-blue longbow appeared out of thin air in her palm,
Shining brightly in the dark night.
The longbow was indeed a weapon commonly used by the witches, but if it was used as a weapon for close combat,
It wouldn't be enough to deal with.
Facts proved that Hua Yan's thoughts were a little excessive. A centipede demon that pounced on Shi Yu was purified into ashes by her sudden burst of tyrannical spiritual power almost as soon as it got close. This dignified and holy witch had no mercy at all,
The smile on her face was shallow,
But her attacks could be said to be vicious. The action of drawing the bow and arrow was crisp and neat, without any hesitation. The power of one arrow intimidated all the monsters present and they didn't dare to act rashly.
And those who tried to get close to her,
Were all burned and rolled on the ground the moment they touched the pure spiritual power barrier,
Screaming and wailing.
Good heavens,
Hua Yan only took a glance at it and then closed her eyes. She was afraid that her eyes would be hurt by the light of the spiritual power.
The other party's spiritual power wasn't as strong and vast as the plant demons, but its purity was rare in the world,
Infinitely close to divine power.
The other party wasn't a conservative witch at all, but a preparatory apotheosis who hadn't yet obtained the godhood.
There was no need to evaluate the outcome of the battle,
This witch named "Shi Yu" was the same as her Sister Sakura, who was strong enough to be apotheosized.
And just as Hua Yan had guessed, the battle was almost one-sided.
Towards the end of the battle, the demons lost their courage.
They were not afraid of death and wanted to make a name for themselves,
But this group of people went forward to deliver their heads to others,
Even if their lives were cheap, they shouldn't waste it like this.
Since there were no objections to this witch's strength, it was time for the challenger of the Night of the Hundred Ghosts to step forward.
Since Ibaraki Dōji was not there, Hua Yan was not afraid anymore. She directly pushed Osamu Maru, Mitsuki, and Yuqie up. At least one of these three had to be chosen, right?
Looking at the three challengers walking up to her, Shi Yu squinted her eyes and smiled. Her smile was as light and bright as the moon.
"Who wants to go first?"
Osamu Maru planned to watch over the younger generation, while Yuqie suffered from indirect amnesia. He was still thinking about Ibaraki's arm, so he wasn't very enthusiastic about competing for the position of Master of the Night of the Hundred Ghosts.
"Hahaha, let Grandpa take the lead." Mitsuki stepped forward with a smile and saluted to Shi Yu, "Miko-sama, please advise me."
Shi Yu also smiled. With a flip of her wrist, the ice-blue longbow disappeared, and a katana appeared in her hand, "Please advise me."
Since Hua Yan introduced the combat method of telekinesis in Honmaru, the fighting methods of the swords and Funerary Deities have changed a lot.
Basically, except for Kuniyaga Tsurimaru, the fighting ability of the Funerary Deities has improved significantly, and they have also developed in a more cool direction.
In other words, they have added special skills.
Mitsuki Munechika was beautiful, dignified, and without his usual grandfatherly temperament, he stood there like a peerless handsome man.
The moment this man, who seemed to be the reincarnation of the noble prince of the Heian capital, unsheathed his katana, his gentle and elegant temperament changed in an instant.
Like the bright moon, like a gentle breeze, the world was silent, and only the bright moon was hanging high in the sky.
The faint smile on his lips was elegant, and the slightly raised ends of his hair were elegant. When he slashed out with his katana, the edge of his blade was as bright as snow.
In contrast, the woman's swordsmanship was less extreme and more decisive. She seemed to have received professional training, and had the strong points of many schools, with the demeanor of a great master.
Hua Yan only watched for a while, but she had already figured out the origins of the Miko-sama. She was a Miko-sama who had cultivated the Yin Yang Divine Dao, and had dabbled in horsemanship, archery, and swordsmanship. Generally speaking, if an ordinary Yin Yang family wanted to cultivate a Miko-sama of this level, it would take no less time and money than cultivating a Grand Yin Yang Master.
It was impossible to determine the winner. It was already late at night, and if they continued to struggle, the sun would rise.
Obviously, Mitsuki and his opponent were aware of this. After the initial probing, almost all of them took out their trump cards, and Mitsuki directly killed them with his real sword.
Hua Yan increased the output of spiritual energy on Mitsuki. He seemed to have sensed it, and the slightly curved katana slashed out twelve bright yellow crescent moons.
The spiritual energy was brilliant and dazzling, and it burned the little monsters until they fled in panic.
Just when the spectators thought that this battle would be a life-and-death battle, the Miko-sama Shi Yu put away her katana with a smile, dodged the twelve spiritual energies, and stopped attacking.
"Congratulations, you're qualified to be the Master of the Night." She smiled and tilted her head slightly. "I presume that no one has any objections?"
After seeing the twelve sharp blades, most of the monsters had no objections, but a small number of them considered that they couldn't let a human take over the position of the Master of the Night, so they chose to remain silent.
"Then it's decided."
The Miko-sama raised her hand with a smile, and a woman in a heavy purple dress came forward with a long sandalwood box, and handed it to Mitsuki Munechika.
Mitsuki accepted the wooden box with a smile, and handed it to Hua Yan. He elegantly folded his sleeves and bowed, and there was a hint of ridicule in his tone.
"I offer victory to my Master."
After saying that, she handed over the sandalwood box with both hands, and didn't care about how many strange looks it attracted.
Hua Yan was called "Master" by the new Master of the Night of the Hundred Ghosts, and defeated Ibaraki in terms of beauty, so it could be said that her name was famous in the Demon Realm.
Hua Yan opened the sandalwood box and took out a black flag from it, with the Chinese character "Ghost" written on it. The whole flag was gloomy and terrifying.
Hua Yan handed the flag back to Mitsuki, and turned to look at the smiling Miko-sama. Her delicate and beautiful face under the mask couldn't help but reveal a sweet smile. "Little sister, can I come and play with you later?"
The Miko-sama smiled and nodded slightly. Her pair of clear and bright eyes were gentle and kind, as if she had seen through the world. "If you have a kind heart, I'll definitely welcome you."
In other words, if she came with evil intentions, then she wouldn't be polite.
After dismissing the restless little monsters with a few words, the Miko-sama flicked her sleeves, turned around, and stepped on the stone steps of the mountain. The girl in the heavy purple dress followed behind her, and the two disappeared into the night fog in the blink of an eye, disappearing without a trace.
Hua Yan retracted her gaze, but the smile on her face didn't disappear.
Today's battle was actually a win-win situation. She got the position of Master of the Night of the Hundred Ghosts that she wanted, and the Miko-sama took the opportunity to intimidate all sides, reminding the little monsters that even if the Wind God was unwell, they still couldn't underestimate him. After all, the Miko-sama under the Wind God had the power to conquer the world, so what about the Wind God himself? The two suspected Miko-sama obviously knew that humans couldn't dominate the Night of the Hundred Ghosts, so they had to give up the position. But how to give up the position without losing face and how to protect the dignity of the Wind God depended on each other's means and strength.
Hua Yan was sixty percent sure that the other party was a wandering Divine Inquisitor, because the existence of the Funerary Deities was only known by the Divine Inquisitors and the Tracing Army except for the employees of the Government of Time.
"Raise the flag."
Mitsuki Munechika looked back and smiled. She had the beauty of a clear moon hanging high in the sky, but this beauty with a sense of distance was like the bright moon on the horizon, which could only be seen from afar and couldn't be touched.
There were evil spirits beating the human skin drum, playing ghost music; there were Bone Ladies in colorful clothes playing mournful shamisen; there were beautiful Snow Ladies playing bamboo flutes, the sound was distant.
Under the moonlight, the Gates of Hell opened, and a hundred ghosts walked into the mortal realm.
Mitsuki walked at the front of the group. Behind him was a group of demons and ghosts. However, there was a smile on his face. It was as if he was taking a leisurely stroll in the courtyard.
From a certain point of view, this old grandpa of Three Sun Moon was also an old child. Even though he was not young anymore, he was still a complete egoist like a baby. Although he was straightforward and loved to laugh, he had his own pace.
Hua Yan commands the swords in the Honmaru to form a team, restraining the demons and monsters that walk in the human world.
Emmmm … But what was that saying again?
— — Tachi … Late Night …
Zong Jin, the Master of the Night of a Hundred Ghosts, the Master of the Three Suns and Moons, the Master of the Night, the Night Battle, the Old Man Who Gets Lost All Year Round, glanced around at the unfamiliar pitch-black environment around him and laughed, "Gentlemen, where is this?"
Honmaru's colleagues: "…"
Hundred Ghosts: "…"
You don't even know what's going on and are just blindly leading the way!!!
Ah?! As the master of the Hundred Ghosts Night!! You have no sense of direction!!! Does your conscience not hurt?!!!
In the future, the first requirement for choosing the master of the Night of the Hundred Ghosts is not strength, but whether or not the person can recognize the way!!
Actually, there was no specific path for the Night of the Hundred Ghosts. Demons and ghosts walked in the human world. It was like a group of criminals who had been locked up in a prison and had been brought out to take a breather. It didn't matter whether they saw the mountains, rivers, or the sea.
The reason why the Night of the Hundred Ghosts needed a leader was to prevent the team from spreading out. The second reason was to avoid human cities. The third reason was to suppress the demons and monsters with ulterior motives …
Therefore, even Hua Yan didn't take the matter of leading the way too seriously. After all, the world was so big. Who couldn't go anywhere?
However, whether it was Hua Yan or the demons, they all underestimated the terrifying power of Pingan's Old Sword.
All the demons and monsters looked left and right. After using their eyes that were comparable to five million light bulbs to inspect their surroundings, they felt their eggs shatter little by little.
"… This, seems to be … the Great Mountains …"
As soon as this terrible guess was made, a flame suddenly lit up in the sky. The demon aura soared into the sky as if the sky was being burned by hell fire.
A deep male voice wrapped in the domineering aura of a king broke through the air in an instant, almost shattering the sky.
"A group of bastards actually dare to attack the mountain. Leave your lives to me!"
Hua Yan, "… = mouth =!!!"
The little demons of the Night of the Hundred Ghosts were treated as overconfident chickens by the Ghost King who stood at the peak of the Ghost Clan. The scattered team was led forward by Mitsuki and then broke into Daitengu's Atago Mountain …
In just one night, the demons and ghosts followed behind Mitsuki like Super Mario and broke through Ibaraki's Great Mountains, Daitengu's Atago Mountain, Millennium Bamboo's bamboo forest, Snow Child's glaciers …
Mitsuki Munechika perfectly avoided all the human cities and led the little demons into the territory of countless big demons.
After one night, the demons suffered heavy casualties, and their scale shrunk several times. The result was even more remarkable than Cuiko's seven days and seven nights battle.
Under the control of the Hundred Ghosts Banner, the demons who had to break through the Gates of Hell again and again had completely lost their hostility. Their courage was reduced to that of a dog. In a short time, they would probably have to retreat to the Ghost Realm to cultivate and recuperate. They would not come out to stir up trouble again.
On the other hand, the title of the Lord of the Night of the Hundred Ghosts could stop the demons from crying at night. It had indeed gained great prestige, but it was completely different from Hua Yan's initial imagination.
Although she was not satisfied with this result, Hua Yan could only accept her fate. She prepared to find a time to visit the Wind God and the two Divine Inquisitors who were wandering outside.
However, before Hua Yan could prepare a gift for the visit, a message directly attracted most of her attention.
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