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Chapter 174: Yomi: I'm Already Feeling Unstoppable!
Chapter 174: Yomi: I’m Already Feeling Unstoppable!
Western Border Canyon!
“Hahaha!”
Yomi laughed maniacally as he watched the endless stream of terracotta warriors march forward.
“Yes, that’s right! Make me feel even more elated! Let everyone kneel before the great Yokai-sama!”
At this moment, Yomi was in a state of pure euphoria, convinced that no one could stop him from establishing a thousand-year dynasty.
Terracotta Warriors!
An endless horde of terracotta warriors emerged from the Land of Marsh, advancing toward the Land of Spirits through the canyon.
Since unsealing the Yokai, Yomi had been using its power to create these warriors. Now, having reached the limit, he launched his final assault.
If he could free the Yokai’s soul from the sealed shrine and combine it with his own body, he would gain even more power.
Meanwhile, the border guards of the Land of Spirits were smashing the few terracotta warriors that had breached their defenses, preventing their resurrection.
But before they could catch their breath, a growing sound reached their ears.
Thud, thud!
The sound, like a dense drumbeat, made everyone involuntarily look up toward the western side of the canyon.
Ten, a hundred, thousands of terracotta warriors marched in perfect unison.
At the center of the army was a magnificent chariot.
Four towering stone horses pulled the chariot, making it look both heavy and unstoppable.
Regardless of other aspects, the sheer presence was overwhelming.
The thousands of border guards of the Land of Spirits, faced with this scene, lost all will to fight.
Clang, clang!
Swords, hammers, and bows fell to the ground without a second thought.
“We can’t win!”
“So terrifying!”
“The ghost army!”
...
They were just ordinary people. With a numerical advantage, they could hold off a few terracotta warriors, even if there were casualties, because they could see a glimmer of hope.
But facing this ghost army, which offered no hope of victory, despair instantly shattered their resolve.
However, there were no deserters.
Because behind them was their homeland, and they had nowhere to run.
“Die under the power of the great Yokai-sama!”
Yomi’s excited and triumphant voice echoed through the canyon.
Before him, the border guards were about to be crushed by the ghost army.
“Trying to kill someone with just this much power? That’s going to be a tough sell.”
A mocking voice from the sky interrupted Yomi’s moment of glory.
He looked up!
A figure, carrying someone on their back, descended from the sky, their feet enveloped in flames, landing on the chariot.
Thud!
The figure landed steadily on the chariot.
It was a black-haired youth in black combat gear, carrying someone who made Yomi’s heart race.
“Miroku!!”
His voice was almost shrill.
Because he had never even dreamed that the one person the Yokai-sama feared the most would appear before him.
If he could kill this person, no one would ever threaten his master again.
But before he could make a move, the black-haired youth’s voice interrupted him.
“I advise you to think carefully!”
Do Hei released a wave of killing intent.
Indeed, Yomi’s current strength was at best that of an elite Jonin, no more.
The heavy, tangible killing intent made Yomi’s hand, reaching for his scalpel, freeze.
Because he had a feeling that if he touched the scalpel, his life would be ended.
The Yokai was indeed immortal!
But he, as the vessel of its power, was not. He was just incredibly resilient.
“W-Who are you?”
Yomi managed to ask.
Anyone with such overwhelming killing intent could not be an unknown.
“Eyes you don’t need can be donated to those who do!” Do Hei pointed to the forehead protector on his head. “Can’t you recognize a Leaf Shinobi?”
The fact that he didn’t recognize the forehead protector explained why he thought he could conquer the Five Great Nations.
Perhaps he had never left the Land of Spirits and the Land of Marsh.
“So, you’re a Leaf Shinobi?”
Yomi muttered.
At this moment, he was not yet the greasy middle-aged man he would become. With his long, black hair and a somewhat sinister but handsome appearance, he looked younger and more menacing.
“Yes, I’m a Leaf Shinobi hired by Prince Miroku to stop you!”
Do Hei was straightforward, leaving Yomi completely baffled.
“Then you…?”
As Yomi spoke, he commanded the terracotta warriors to surround the chariot.
"Don't worry, I won't attack you now, at least not until the Oni is fully resurrected!"
Dang Ping, of course, noticed the movements around them and immediately interrupted.
He had no intention of starting a fight right now.
"What do you mean?"
Huang Quan, who was about to attack, paused at these words.
"I want to face the Oni myself, so I won't attack you until he is fully resurrected. In fact, I will help you!"
Dang Ping didn't hide his intentions.
This was an open strategy.
Even if Huang Quan and the Oni behind him knew he had other plans, they would have to follow his words for now.
After all, the Oni's resurrection would bring even greater power, and that was a fact.
"Is that so!"
Huang Quan's tense heart eased a bit.
If an ordinary ninja had said this, he wouldn't have believed it.
But coming from such a powerful ninja, it was somewhat credible.
The shinobi world was quite 'pure' in a way, with people willing to die for their promises and words.
Just like the followers of Orochimaru, they would even compete to become his vessel.
"Once you defeat me, you can do whatever you want with Miro. But before that, if you try any tricks, I will deal with you first!"
Dang Ping said this with a stern tone.
He believed the other side would understand the situation.
"..."
Huang Quan suppressed his urge to attack, planning to wait until the Oni was fully resurrected to tear this arrogant Leaf ninja apart and show him what it means to offend a true power.
Seeing the other side's practical decision, Dang Ping looked at Miro, whose face was filled with shock at his actions.
"Alright, now it's your turn!"
The task of clearing the path for the ghost army naturally fell to her.
"I, I..."
Miro looked conflicted.
As a priestess, her mission was to seal the Oni, which gave her a special status in the Ghost Country.
But now, she was being asked to help the ghost army, which felt like a betrayal of her duties.
"I can make the decision for you, but the consequences are uncertain!"
Dang Ping gave a cold hint.
If she didn't cooperate, he would take action, and any casualties would be on her.
The Seven Swordsmen of the Mist could destroy a nation, so why couldn't he?
He wasn't a saint and had no qualms about it.
"No, I will!"
Miro understood Dang Ping's message and quickly commanded the guards in front of the ghost army, "Warriors, I order you to clear the path in the name of the Ghost Country's priestess!"
Even if this meant being despised, it was enough to reduce the casualties.
With Miro's command, the guards, who were already prepared to die, instinctively moved aside.
Huang Quan glanced at Dang Ping but didn't order the terracotta warriors to attack the guards.
Endure!
Just endure!
Once the Oni is fully resurrected, no one will be able to stop him.
Huang Quan wasn't mindless and understood the current priority, so he restrained his thoughts.
Dang Ping was fully aware of Huang Quan's calculations but was indifferent.
A mere interdimensional demon trying to establish a thousand-year dynasty had too small a vision. The Otsutsuki clan, on the other hand, aimed to harvest the entire planet—that was true ambition.
With this beginning, the ghost army's advance went smoothly.
After all, if the priestess had surrendered, why wouldn't the others follow suit?
The Ghost Country had no power to resist the ghost army, and with the only resistance now on their side, no one would step forward to die needlessly.
During these few days, Dang Ping also obtained some sealing techniques and priestess powers from Miro.
The priestess powers were used to complete the Shadow Mirror Body Transfer Technique, and the sealing techniques were a form of payment.
Although their system was different from the ninja's chakra system, there were still valuable elements to learn.
As for the three young ninjas and Ashikaga Kiyohiro, they followed the ghost army, watching everything unfold.
If it weren't for the unmarked forehead protector, they might have thought he was betraying the village. After all, his actions were quite alarming.
Finally!
After days of non-stop marching, the ghost army arrived at the Sealing Shrine.
And with this, the Oni's resurrection was imminent.
(End of Chapter)
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