I swept the Phoenix with the Onmyoji Shikigami

Xinghan decided not to believe the result of the game just now, it couldn’t be like this!

As the protagonist of a book, he can't just die like this. It doesn't make sense!

In addition to this confidence, he also believed that the poisonous gas he inhaled when walking in the cave just now had a certain impact on his consciousness and judgment.

He didn't lose! He didn't lose! He definitely didn't lose!

But the pain in my forehead reminded me that I had lost.

Should he trust rational thinking or sensory feelings? Xinghan felt that he was facing a problem that was difficult for humans to solve...

At this time, it was impossible for him to hear the song "Believe in yourself, oh oh oh..." in his ears. Xinghan could only put aside all his worries and follow his heart.

He decided not to rely on reason or be deceived by the senses, but to empty his mind, and instead received clearer revelations.

The dark mist seemed to be right in front of him. Xinghan reached out and touched it, and he actually heard a clear voice:

【Why did I become like this? 】

Who is this?! The voice was distant and alluring, but not very familiar.

In other words, it is not very familiar to Xinghan.

The mist was floating, overlapping with the indigo mist. Listening carefully, it seemed as if there was a voice saying:

[…Evil…traitor…, are you…this…? ]

[Let me... make your love...painful! ]

[Do you also...send for love...? ]

Yes! That's it!

Xinghan seemed to have grasped the key to victory.

At this moment, the figure appeared in the opposite side of where Xinghan had just stood, as if it had never moved.

"Are you so unwilling to admit that you lost?" The clear voice said lightly with a hint of doubt.

"Humph! Now is the moment of decisive battle!" Xinghan's voice roared like thunder, full of indomitable arrogance, wrapped in surging spiritual power, as if to tear the entire space apart. He didn't use his full strength, but he was already so powerful, wasn't he? Xinghan was determined and no longer doubted his ability in panic!

His voice instantly turned into countless sharp ice cones, shining with cold light, and shot towards the black-clothed figure like a rainstorm.

Each ice cone contained earth-shaking power, cutting through the air and making a sharp whistling sound.

The attacks continued like a violent storm, covering the area where the black-clothed figure was located in a terrifying offensive. Every collision was accompanied by a deafening whistle, shaking the entire battlefield.

The black-clad figure that had seemed indestructible at first finally began to show signs of fatigue under Xinghan's frantic attack. His movements gradually slowed down, and there were more and more gaps in his defense.

Finally, in a deafening collision, Xinghan's full-strength attack accurately hit the black-clothed figure's vital point. The black-clothed figure let out a shrill scream, and his body instantly collapsed under the huge impact, turning into a ball of black mist and dissipating in the misty air.

"Did I win?" Xinghan murmured to himself, feeling a surge of joy in his heart.

"No!" Xinghan stood in place, vigilantly paying attention to the changes around him, his chest heaving violently and breathing heavily.

His eyes were as sharp as stars, scanning the gradually dissipating black fog around him, trying to find any trace of the black-clad figure.

According to the brief confrontations just now, Xinghan believed that this opponent would not be defeated so easily. The defeat of the man in black and the defeat of the shikigami who looked like Yamata no Orochi just now came too easily.

In other words, Xinghan hadn't used that much strength yet. He hadn't mobilized too much spiritual energy. How could the other party...

However, there was nothing around except the diffuse indigo fog. Xinghan couldn't help but feel uneasy. He turned around suddenly and saw a bottomless indigo ocean behind him, which seemed to swallow him up.

Xinghan stood in the mist, with all kinds of thoughts surging in his mind. The joy of victory was like a faint sweet fragrance, quietly blooming in his heart, but was quickly shrouded by a cloud of doubt. In the fierce battle just now, he did defeat the powerful opponent Yamata no Orochi with his tenacious will and unremitting efforts. However, the taste of victory was not as sweet as he imagined, but instead made him alert.

Xinghan exhaled the foul air in his chest, feeling it was cold and wet, like a cold blade cutting across his throat.

He was also injured.

Xinghan stared ahead. His vision was restricted by the fog and he could only see hazy outlines and faint light.

Apart from his own heavy breathing, the only sounds around him were the faint sounds of wind and flowing fog in the distance. The quiet space only increased his suspicion.

And the voice of Shen Li that was heard just now has disappeared.

In addition to the moist mist, the air seemed to be mixed with an indescribable odor, which made Xinghan more alert, but he still couldn't tell whether this was reality or an illusion.

In this strange fog, Xinghan stood alone, like an isolated island. He felt lonely and helpless, but also discovered the confidence and strength hidden deep in his heart.

Believing in oneself, recognizing oneself, and supporting oneself are all that Xinghan has now.

[System! With Fengxing System! Are you there? ]

[System! Onmyoji system? Are you there? ]

……

No answer, forget it, I'd better rely on myself.

At this moment, he finally accepted and realized that he was no longer Su Shuai, but Xinghan. In other words, he was no longer ordinary, but stood at an extraordinary starting point.

"I have never been defeated! In fact... I have won! But this battle is not over yet, we must remain vigilant." Xinghan's voice echoed in the fog, full of indomitable spirit and determination.

At this moment, the indigo gas suddenly rushed towards the stars from all directions like an arrow.

They were approaching with astonishing speed and great momentum.

It looks like a sword, a flame, or a hurricane, but it is hard to see clearly because it is moving very fast.

Xinghan opened his eyes wide and tried to dodge, but his body seemed to be frozen, unable to move. This feeling seemed familiar, it was exactly what he felt when he first entered this illusion.

He could only watch helplessly as the gas rushed towards him like an arrow, despair welling up in his heart, "It's really funny, a person can be at the peak of confidence at one moment, and at the bottom of despair the next moment?"

He felt his skin was stung by the gas, as if countless needles were pricking him.

My breathing became rapid and it felt like a fire was burning in my chest.

"It's not over yet! I won't accept defeat! I refuse!"

At this critical moment, Xinghan shouted loudly and suddenly felt a powerful force born in his heart.

He gritted his teeth, struggled hard, and finally broke free from the invisible restraints.

He was surprised to find that wonderful changes began to take place in his body.

After the struggle just now, a blue energy was surging out of his body, quickly gathering into a light-like protective ball, wrapping him tightly inside.

"This... what is this? I don't know what it is, but it looks like a good thing."

Xinghan looked at his body in surprise, and the fear in his heart gradually dissipated.

This protective ball seemed to have magical powers, isolating the scorching flames from outside.

The moment the flame touched the protective ball, it was swallowed up silently, without causing any harm to Xinghan.

Feeling the protection of this power, the fear in Xinghan's heart gradually dissipated.

This power is working and is protecting him.

At this moment, the indigo gas arrows attacked again like a storm, carrying an even colder chill than before, like the bitter ice in winter, piercing mercilessly towards the starry sky.