Tokyo's night was very lively.
At least, compared to the countryside, Tokyo's night was much more lively.
The big city's night was always so noisy.
Rozen was aware of that.
However, at first, Rozen thought that Tokyo in this world wouldn't be as crowded as it used to be.
Because Tokyo was a spiritual place where spiritual disasters occurred frequently, and spiritual disasters generally occurred in the evening before dawn. Therefore, considering that, the citizens should hide at home after nightfall. That's what Rozen thought.
Unfortunately, Rozen still underestimated human's habits.
"If you're used to disasters, your sense of crisis and tension will be reduced. To put it nicely, it's called becoming stronger, but to put it bluntly, it's called becoming numb. I really don't know if it's a blessing or a curse."
Walking on the street, Rozen looked at the world around him and had such a thought.
Even so, Rozen didn't let his attention be distracted. Not only his eyes flashed with the light of Spirit Vision, but also the magical ripples of Heavenly Eye spread out.
Under such circumstances, Rozen was able to discover it without any problems.
He found that there were several Spiritual Auras fluctuating behind him, and he also found that the owner of the Spiritual Aura had been following him. He didn't know if it was because of his impatience, the Spiritual Aura seemed a little chaotic.
These Spiritual Auras shouldn't be discovered.
A very obscure spell was wrapping the Spiritual Aura and trying to suppress it, which proved that the other party used a spell to hide his whereabouts.
If it was an ordinary person, even a professional Onmyoji might not be able to find the other party, let alone a private student.
The reason why Rozen was able to find the other party was relatively simple. It was only because the power of Spirit Vision was above the spell used by the other party, coupled with the search of Heavenly Eye, the other party had nowhere to hide.
"From this point of view, maybe the other party is really a bit not to be underestimated."
So Rozen smiled with such a thought, and there was no tension on his face. Instead, he took the initiative to turn to a dark place and entered some alleys that no one cared about.
At this moment, Rozen discovered that his opponent's spiritual energy had become even more chaotic.
That scene was as if the other party's breathing had quickened, his heartbeat had accelerated, and his emotions had become abnormally agitated. He was so agitated that he almost couldn't maintain the spell and almost collapsed.
"What the hell?"
Rozen frowned. He did not know why, but he felt very disgusted by the other party's reaction.
"This is really unpleasant."
So Rozen stopped in the alley.
In the next second …
"If you're still not ready to come out, then I'll have to invite you out."
Rozen's tone became a little fierce because he was unhappy.
Then, just like what he had said, Rozen did not wait for the other party to make a move and immediately formed a hand seal.
"Break!"
Curse power gathered at Rozen's fingertip, causing Rozen's hand to form a saber seal. He swung it downwards, as if he was cutting something off, and it streaked across the air.
Rozen's action had indeed cut off the enemy's curse power, causing the stalker's spiritual energy to rise one after another, and they could no longer hide.
Immediately, figures appeared from behind Rozen abruptly.
They were all dressed in formal clothes, like civil servants, and did not look like the type of people who would stalk others at all.
Among the stalkers, there were both men and women. They were dressed in formal clothes and had abundant spiritual energy. It was obvious that they were Yin Yang Masters, and the professional kind at that.
These people gathered together and appeared behind Rozen. If others saw this, they would definitely think that Rozen had committed some crime and was surrounded by plainclothes police, right?
But that was naturally not the case.
Upon closer inspection, these Yin Yang Masters, who looked like plainclothes police, all had excited and fanatical expressions on their faces. Their eyes were filled with intoxication and obsession as they looked at Rozen.
That kind of performance suddenly pulled these people down from the altar of justice and turned them into a group of creepy criminals.
Of course, being stared at like that, Rozen couldn't feel happy no matter what.
But before Rozen said anything, a representative figure walked out of the crowd.
"To be able to see through our invisibility so easily, as expected of you, our king."
The person who said this was a handsome man in a suit and tie. He was tall and thin, and it was easy for him to attract the affection of others.
The other person was respectfully bowing to Rozen, whether it was his expression, eyes, or movements, exuding a fanatical aura.
The rest of the people also bowed to Rozen with the highest respect.
"Welcome back, Beichen King!" "Welcome back, Beichen King!"
Although their voices were different, they were all filled with the same thing.
That was the heat that could be called madness.
Incomparable fanaticism exuded from these Onmyojis, who looked like civil servants, which made people's scalp tingle.
"Beichen King?"
Rozen's brows furrowed deeper and deeper.
The so-called Beichen King was a respectful title given to him by those who worshiped Night God.
Beichen King referred to the North Star, which had an important position in Onmyodo.
The star that appeared before dawn, the light that illuminated the night, was also known as Night God.
Comparing Night God to the North Star, and imitating his guardians, Hokushimaru and Horned Ogre, who regarded him as the king, that was the nickname people came up with for Night God.
Meanwhile, Ye Guang himself had never referred to himself as such even once.
Because of that, there were very few people who called him Beichen King.
Now, these people in front of him actually called Rozen Beichen King. What was his background? It was really intriguing.
But no matter how thought-provoking it was, there was one thing that was certain.
That was …
"Do you really think I'm the reincarnation of Night God?"
Rozen's sarcastic voice made these fanatical Onmyojis raise their eyes one by one.
Especially the beautiful man in the lead, who stared at Rozen with a strange glint in his eyes. He had a seemingly elegant but actually aggressive smile like that of a beast.
"Indeed. Although the rumors are true, it has yet to be proven whether you are our respected Beichen King. Even if you occupy the top position among the private students of Yin Yang School, the results of a private student cannot prove Ming Of Silla's aptitude."
As he said that, the beautiful man smiled even more wickedly.
"Therefore, in order to prove Ming Of Silla's identity, please forgive us for offending you. This is a trial for you."
As soon as he said that, the Onmyojis behind the beautiful man immediately rushed forward and surrounded Rozen.
Then …
"It's as urgent as the Order!"
As the incantation was chanted, the Onmyojis threw out talismans one after another.
They were Style Talismans.
The Style Talismans turned into blue swallows that were as transparent as glass, dragging long tails of light behind them. They danced in the air and circled around Rozen.
"Binding Style?"
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