The Island of Demons was a strange island floating on the sea.
As the land originally under the jurisdiction of the Dragon God, as well as the only place where the human world of Fusang connected to Takamagahara, the island naturally contained quite a rich spiritual energy. Perhaps the Ghost Clan also fancied this rich spiritual energy, so they risked angering the gods and migrated there.
The first trouble they encountered was that there was no boat to cross the sea.
Because ordinary people were very afraid of the Ghost Race, even if some old fishermen knew the range of the Island of Demons, no one dared to take them there.
So they could only think of other countermeasures on the seashore.
"Speaking of which, I remember that you can fly with this girl, right?" Xu Shenxing thought for a moment, "How long can you fly with that kind of flight?"
"If it's just the little girl alone, it can fly for as long as it takes."
The parrot replied without hesitation.
Xu Shenxing nodded with satisfaction, and then looked at the imposter Momotaro standing on the reef and looking at the sea.
It had to be said that when the sea breeze blew the other side's beautiful black ponytail, it was full of elegance and valiance. It was so beautiful that a screenshot could be used as a computer desktop.
Unfortunately, it was a boy.
"Momotaro, what's the fastest you can run?"
Shaking his head and throwing the strange thought aside, Xu Shenxing asked the other side.
"Do you want to try a race? I've never lost a race, you know? "
Momotaro tucked his messy sideburns behind his ears, jumped down from the reef with a girlish action, and looked at Xu Shenxing with great interest.
"I didn't mean that … Forget it, since you said so, let's try a race."
Xu Shenxing helplessly put his hand on his forehead, feeling that he might never be able to communicate with the other side normally, so he simply did what he wanted.
About half an hour later, the race ended with Xu Shenxing's victory — he brought back a bunch of lychees from the place where it was said to be the finish line. This made Wu Yejin unable to ask where this guy went.
Momotaro naturally couldn't catch up with Xu Shenxing. When our protagonist ran back and met him, Momotaro hadn't even run out of Fusang's territory.
However, from Xu Shenxing's visual estimation, Tao Taro's speed was enough.
"Actually, if the parrot can fly Wu Yejin, the only problem left is Momotaro. After all, the seawater is not much of an obstacle for me."
During the break, Xu Shenxing began to explain the reason for his actions.
Wu Yejin and the parrot couldn't help but nod when they recalled the effects of Xu Shenxing's ice-blue longsword, the Tidal Sacred Sword.
"Just now, I took a look and found that Momotaro's speed is still passable. Later, I will use the Holy Sword to cut a path in the sea according to the direction that those old fishermen pointed out. Then, before the sea closes, Momotaro and I will run to Ghost Island. You don't have to worry, just slowly rush over."
"Wait! I remember you said before that if you use your sword to split open the sea, something big will happen! "Wu Yejin quickly stopped him.
For example, a mushroom cloud …
"Don't worry, I will consciously reduce the power to a certain extent. In any case, even if the distance is not enough to split open the sea, at most, I will add another sword strike."
Xu Shenxing confidently gave the girl a thumbs up.
— — Dividing Line — —
This was Ghost Island.
Most of the ghosts weren't engaged in production, but they could still do things like using huge rocks to build a tall and thick city wall. After all, many ghosts liked to compete in strength after getting drunk. Moving the rocks up the city wall was like killing two birds with one stone.
For the humans of this era, this city wall was simply like an iron bastion. It could be regarded as an indestructible existence.
Akeshi was an ordinary ghost on Ghost Island. In terms of classification, it belonged to Akeshi, subordinate to Ibaraki Kido.
Although in Fusang's legends, there would occasionally appear a relatively friendly ghost, but most of the ghosts were fierce and evil.
There were countless examples that could be cited. For example, the food on Ghost Island right now was human jerky that had been cured and dried.
Those humans were caught in a village in the forest, and there weren't many young people. This made Akeshi somewhat dissatisfied. Compared to the meat of old men and women, it preferred the meat of young human women. That kind of rich taste was completely different from that of men, and it couldn't help but drool.
But in the past few days, it had almost finished eating the dried meat, so it carried its big wooden mallet and followed Shutendoji, the king of the ghosts, to leave the city wall made of huge rocks, preparing to cross the sea and go to the human territory to cause trouble.
For most of the ghosts, this kind of behavior couldn't be considered a battle at all. Perhaps it was more appropriate to call it hunting or entertainment. Because the weak weapons of the humans were simply unable to cause even the slightest bit of damage to them, only the so-called Yin-Yang Masters in Ping An Jing had some means.
According to some of its compatriots who crossed the sea, on the other side of the Fusang Sea (not in the universe), there was a kind of people called Qi Practitioners who were very powerful. They could hunt their compatriots on the other side until they could only hide in the mountains. They were even called Mountain Elves. This made Akeshi very puzzled. It was understandable that the Yin-Yang Masters could summon demons to help, but how could the small arms and legs of the humans beat the ghosts who could stand on their fists and walk on their arms?
After calming down, Akeshi pulled its attention back to what it had to do next.
Ah, I can finally hear the screams of the humans again. This time, even if I secretly eat one or two people, Shutendoji -sama won't blame me, right?
When it thought of the tender and delicious taste of the young human women, Akeshi had an impulse to give it a try.
Unfortunately, the human villages were often not large. At a time, only a dozen or so of its compatriots could go to play together, and the remaining hundred or so could only stay on the island to look after their homes.
Just as Akeshi turned its head, wanting to show off to its friend and promise to bring back more human meat for it, a sudden change occurred.
Something that could not be seen with the naked eye flew past it with a loud rumble.
In front of it, the sea was divided into two halves.
But what really scared Red Tongue out of his wits was the ghost city behind him, which was much more magnificent and sturdy than any human castle. At that moment, along with all the ghosts inside, they completely disappeared from the world.
Behind it, there was only a huge gully that was slowly emitting white smoke.
In just the blink of an eye, the largest ghost clan in Fusang was only left with a dozen or so people who just happened to walk out of the ghost city. However, from beginning to end, they didn't even know who did it.
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