But after getting permission, he skipped the complicated process that should have been there, and couldn't wait to admire the treasures of the Rikimi Clan.
This could be said to be extremely rude.
It wouldn't be strange if Rikimi Jiushi flew into a rage.
But in reality, the young man was only stunned for a moment, and then nodded. "Then, please follow me."
"Very good, very good."
Ashikaga clapped his hands and laughed, and followed behind Rikimi Jiushi. He asked casually, "There seems to be a faint smell of blood, is Mr. Jiushi injured?"
"A little earlier last night, I participated in the arrest of the wrong murderer, and suffered some minor injuries. Thank you for your concern."
"It's good to be young, daring to fight. Someone as old as me can't compare to you." He patted Jiushi's shoulder approvingly. "Keep up the good work, Jiushi Kujin-kun."
"Yes."
Jiushi nodded respectfully.
In a harmonious atmosphere, the two of them talked and laughed, and walked step by step into the heavily guarded treasury.
After passing through layers of treasures, they finally saw a bright light in the innermost secret room.
As if it was made of glass, the dazzling armor stood in front of them, shining with a solemn brilliance. Countless sharp facets reflected the illusions of the mortal world.
Then, everything returned to nothingness.
It was rumored that the Hound God was created by the eight virtues, and at the same time, it was also a sacred relic in the Yingzhou genealogy – Fashiro Glass Armor!
It seemed as fragile as a dream, but in reality, it had the terrifying defensive power of the Vajra Realm membrane.
The relic of the head of the Yakshas, and only the head of the clan could inherit the treasure, and every generation could create the miraculous mark of the eight ascendants.
"It's so beautiful."
The moment he saw the dazzling light, the last trace of doubt in his heart disappeared.
What was in front of him was a genuine treasure.
It was enough to protect the Rikimi Clan for thousands of generations.
It was almost within reach …
In the silence, he couldn't help but take a deep breath, and forced himself to calm down, and waved behind him.
The subordinates in the dark put down their weapons, but they were still ready for battle.
"Jiu Jing Jun, you can tell me the truth now." He turned around, his expression cold as he asked, "What happened to Quan Jiang? No matter how proud and complacent I am, I don't think that guy will let me get close to the family's treasure.
If you go too far, even this old man won't be able to protect you. "
"Lord Quan Jiang's old wounds relapsed and he unfortunately passed away just now."
Ashikaga Nakagawa was stunned for a moment, but before he could praise Jiu Jing, he heard his calm voice, "It's your turn next, Ashikaga Sama."
At that moment, it was right behind him.
The eighth branch trembled.
The silent Farzhe Luo raised his face. Behind the eyes of the helmet, a ruthless and sinister bloody light suddenly surged from within the solemn and sacred glazed light.
In the blink of an eye, the noble Divine General had degenerated into a demon.
He raised his palm.
It easily pierced through the layers of defense and landed on Ashikaga Nakagawa's neck, lifting him up from where he stood as if he was picking up a toy.
The five fingers that were as sharp as knives slowly tightened.
The divine mark that was clearly ownerless was moving on its own at this moment.
It regarded him as an enemy!
But under Ashikaga Nakagawa's feet, his shadow suddenly shrank to the size of a pinhole. Then, it rapidly expanded like a whirlpool, and the legion residing in the shadows responded to the summons.
Farzhe Luo just slowly raised his other hand, pulled out the sword at his waist, and stabbed into his shadow.
Endless bloody light spewed out, instantly covering all the darkness and filling it up. Then, the terrifying venom dissolved everything in an instant.
All that was left was the sizzling sound of the body turning into ashes.
Suffocation came suddenly.
Ashikaga Nakagawa's eyes widened in shock. His face was ashen, and he struggled with all his might, letting out a hoarse voice, "Are you crazy, you murderous demon …"
"As expected of Lord Ashikaga. It's not surprising that you know this."
Jiu Jing stared at the furious face, and suddenly sneered, "If I'm not wrong … you trust me so much because you have this information, right? Otherwise, you wouldn't help me deliberately hide the traces of the murderous demon. After a person like me becomes the head of the family, can't I only follow the lead of the Ashikaga clan? "
"But it doesn't matter," he said, "I don't care."
"You, you …" Ashikaga Nakagawa's eyes widened, and his pupils gradually became bloodshot, "You …"
"Unfortunately, Lord Nakagawa, I don't have much time to play games with you … We could have gotten along harmoniously, but unfortunately, Hu Po is really too powerful, forcing me to act hastily."
He said, "Your daughter is a powerful character."
The last sentence was naturally not said to Ashikaga Nakagawa.
But there was no one else here.
Only a hoarse voice sounded from the hollow armor.
"Squeak!"
Accompanied by the sharp sound, the bright brilliance above Yatsufusa gradually faded. In the end, what remained were countless mottled traces left by overlapping blood.
A miracle was reversing into a disaster.
The original Stigmata Relic Yatsufusa was based on the Hound God. After integrating the elements of the eight virtues, it became the incarnation of the legendary Immortal Buddha on earth.
But now, the Immortal Buddha had fallen and turned into evil spirits.
In the history of the past, the princess of the Riken clan, Fu Ji, was cursed by the vengeful spirit Yuzi. She was implanted with the eight evils and degenerated into an evil spirit. In order to not let herself become the source of disaster in the world, Princess Fu Ji sacrificed herself and reversed the eight evils into the eight virtues. From then on, eight loyal and powerful warriors were born in the world. They received the miracle and gift of Yatsufusa and assisted the Riken clan to defeat evil, eradicate the root of disaster, and set things right … This heroic deed was spread by people. After being integrated through the generations, it became the "Legend of the Eight Dogs in the South" that was seen today.
But in fact, the battle between Princess Fu Ji and the vengeful spirit Yuzi, and even the war that followed, was just a competition that was carried out around Yatsufusa.
Whether it was the eight virtues or the eight evils, they were the power of Yatsufusa. The only difference was how they appeared in the world.
Now, when the reversal came, the eight virtues naturally fell apart.
Benevolence, righteousness, propriety, wisdom, faith, loyalty, filial piety, and friendship disappeared without a trace. What replaced them was the malice that had been hidden behind for a long time.
Evil, lust, theft, stupidity, evil, madness, chaos, resentment …
Amidst the violent tremors, a torrential blood-red light gushed out from under Yatsufusa's armor. The ownerless miracle engraving was driven by the ocean-like resentment and pain, and instantly fell into darkness.
Then, an endless blood-red light soared into the sky and swallowed the entire mountain range.
It was isolated from the outside!
The miracle engraving was unfolded.
But it was no longer the tranquil and peaceful appearance of the original Jingang World. The majestic and solemn wind disappeared without a trace, and was replaced by a complex palace that suddenly rose up high.
What the ears heard was the ubiquitous sweet moans and violent roars. What the eyes saw was a colorful and confusing spectacle. What the tongue tasted was a fragrant and sweet fragrance. What the senses felt was a 'fairyland' that was so beautiful that it made one's heart tremble in fear.
Inverted dreams.
All living beings fell into eternal oblivion.
This was — Heavenly Demon Love Dye — Dharmakaya!
Under the call of this huge disaster, the gorgeous palace of the Heavenly Demon in the past descended here, guiding all living beings to step onto the path of demons. The Eight Great Virtues merged into the blood-red light, turning into the gift of the abyss, and descended on all souls equally.
Pulling them down, they fell into hell!
In Yatsufusa's hand, Ashikaga Nakagawa twitched violently, his eyes were bloodshot, and was quickly being eroded by the Eight Great Evils. It was difficult for him to maintain his sanity.
"You … lunatic …"
He hoarsely uttered his last words.
There was a small cracking sound in his mouth, it was the poison that he used the last of his strength to bite off. Now, the poison flowed and spread, instantly eroding his body and soul, ending everything from the inside out.
Not degenerating into an ugly demon, Ashikaga Nakagawa retained his last bit of dignity and killed himself.
Even Rikichi Jiu did not expect such an ending. This old man actually had such courage in his bones …
But this was not something to be concerned about.
"It's just the prelude to the opening."
Jiu Jiu retracted his gaze from the corpse, turned and walked towards the arena, announcing the opening of the final round.
At this moment, when the blood-red light covered everything like turbid glass, heaven and earth changed, all living beings fell into his demonic realm, and the overflowing Evil Virtues also seeped into every body with the blood of Rikichi …
This was the selfless sharing and gift from the murderous demon.
Pulling this bloodline that had long since decayed, it headed towards hell!
.
.
It was as if a mountain fire had spread in an instant, billowing thick smoke rose into the sky, covering the entire mountain range, shrouding everything in disaster.
Above the sky, above the clouds, there were ministers with the wings of Tengu on their backs looking down.
Watching the fire from the other side of the river.
There was no emotion or pity, only coldness.
"The way you set yourself on fire is really ugly, Ashikaga Nakagawa." He lowered his eyes, peeking at Ashikaga Nakagawa's tragic death, "For power, you did so many useless things, coveting the power and foundation of the Rikichi clan … In the end, you nurtured a tiger, and died from the evil consequences of your own actions. Why bother?"
You thought you were smart, you sought your own death, and you left a mess for the Emperor.
Those old bastards of Luming Hall were getting more and more outrageous.
He didn't even have a good impression of these old bastards who had long been corrupted by power and the so-called family, let alone saving them.
The observer from 'Seat' loyally carried out his mission.
As the Emperor's eyes, he recorded everything that happened here and brought it back to the Emperor. The rest had nothing to do with him.
"So cold, Hattori."
On a distant mountain ridge, an old samurai with disheveled white hair leaned against a withered tree. He laughed strangely at Tengu, "You don't even have the slightest bit of camaraderie between comrades?"
"Shouldn't the one who should be flustered and exasperated be Komagawa, you old bastard?"
Hattori replied indifferently, "Let's not talk about our losses for now. After all, the general's investment was secretly led by the American genealogy, but it looks like it was all for naught."
"So what?"
The old samurai Komagawa raised his eyes and asked with a puzzled expression, "So what?"
"…" Hattori frowned.
"After the general hears about it, he might be so angry that he smashes his wine cup, flips the table, and gets angry, but there's nothing we can do about it, right?"
The old samurai Komagawa calmly said disrespectful words, "Sir Gongfang's temper is not very good, but this kind of thing, there's no need to be so angry, right?
If you ask me, if you're really angry, then that's it. "
The loyal lackey of the general said, "Although it will be a headache as a subordinate, it will at most be to the extent of 'where can I find a few sensible women to accompany my lord to drink some wine to calm down'. Why should I be troubled to the extent of being in a terrible fix?"
His smile was full of mockery as he glanced at Tengu above the clouds.
"Don't take it for granted that we're the same as you, okay?"
He raised his head, opening his mouth to drink the Ape Wine in the gourd, saying in an unconcerned manner, "For example, if you came to a casino by chance, saw a gambling table by chance, and a seat by chance waiting for you … what would you do?"
"It's just a ten dollar chip. Do you need to calculate for so long just to test your luck? Even if you're unlucky and lose, do you have to beat your chest and stamp your feet in anger? "
Thus, Komagawa explained to the enemies who were already like fire and water, "The general knows what you're doing, and he knows what you're thinking."
Komagawa laughed strangely and told him,
"But the general doesn't care."
Tengu Hattori was expressionless above the clouds. He did not speak, but looked at the old samurai indifferently. He snorted, "Since it's just a ten dollar chip, why would one of the general's five great samurai, the Unparalleled Sword, Komagawa, personally come?"
"It's just on the way, don't think too much."
Komagawa waved his hand casually, "Who asked the master to give the order? I haven't visited for so many years, as a disciple, I feel a little guilty. Since there's a chance to repay, I won't refuse.
Your success or failure, the life or death of this place, has nothing to do with me.
What I hate the most is killing people who are not interesting.
So, don't worry, even if the sky falls and the earth shatters, I won't draw my sword on you … "
Just like that, he was cold, mocking, indifferent, or rather … helpless.
He stared at the domain engulfed by the blood light, in the demonic realm of his incarnation.
He did not come here because of the general's orders, but because of the master's instructions and request, he came here specially.
He was here to witness the end of a foolish junior in the dojo back then …
"The people of Dongxia say that three years old can tell how old you are … but what can you do if you've been a red deer since young?"
He sighed helplessly, "From eight years old to thirty-eight years old, Sasaki, you're hopeless."
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