One person: I, Daoist Master, am a cultivator of immortality!

Just as Sun Yao turned around, he saw Qi Tiezui run out from behind him and rush directly to the middle-aged Taoist priest's side.

"Uncle-Master, what are you doing here?"

"Hmm? Ah Heng? Get out of here! Your skills aren't up to par; this isn't something you can get involved in!"

The middle-aged Taoist priest recognized Qi Tiezui immediately after hearing him call out to him, and told Qi Tiezui to leave the place quickly.

"No need to say more, I am determined to get what's inside, and no one can stop me. They are just mere Onmyoji from Japan, they can't stop me."

Sun Yao ignored Qi Tiezui's warning and then looked at the Xieling Sect members behind him.

"I'll go in first, you wait for my signal. Once I give the signal, you can come in." After saying this, Sun Yao turned and walked into the mine. The middle-aged Taoist priest reached out his hand to stop him, but Qi Tiezui stopped him.

“Uncle-Master, don’t worry. I cast a divination for myself before I came. The divination indicated that there would be no danger, but good fortune would befall me; I would meet a benefactor, and everything would be prosperous and auspicious. This journey would be like a blessing from heaven, with no taboos. Uncle-Master, we are both fortune tellers, so you should understand what this divination means.”

"You mean him? But how deep can his cultivation be at such a young age? A while ago, those Yin-Yang Masters captured dozens of weasels, intending to hang them all at the entrance of this mine to deal with the strange things inside. But who would have thought that this would stir up a weasel's den and directly provoke a weasel immortal with hundreds of years of cultivation to come out and fight with those Yin-Yang Masters in the cave."

Qi Tiezui's senior uncle summarized the whole situation in just two or three sentences. Although the words were simple, the dangers involved were extraordinary.

The fact that it takes the life souls of dozens of weasels that have already cultivated to deal with this strange creature speaks volumes about its strength; the Onmyoji who can capture all of these dozens of weasels is also not to be underestimated. And the most important of them all is the weasel with hundreds of years of cultivation—oh no, such a creature should be called a Weasel Immortal.

Although Huang Xian is not good at fighting, his methods are strange and his illusions are amazing. Coupled with his hundreds of years of cultivation, the danger in this mine is self-evident.

"Don't worry, Uncle-Master. With the protection of the True Dragon's fortune, the mere Japanese Onmyoji and the little weasel are no match for him."

Meanwhile, Sun Yao had already arrived inside the mine. The mine was filled with the wails of weasels and the mournful cries of the Japanese Onmyoji.

He looked up and observed the mine. Inside, there were many wooden beams. On these beams hung hemp ropes about two fingers thick. Some ropes held dead weasels, while others held gruesome-looking Yin-Yang Masters.

A battle between the weasel and the Onmyoji erupted. The giant weasel roared, and countless gusts of wind rose up. As the wind blew, yellow sand filled the air, and many Onmyoji were whipped into a bloody mess by the sandstorm.

However, it was clear that the Onmyoji on the other side was no pushover either. Holding a small paper doll inscribed with some kind of rune, he shouted, "Mad Demon!"

A demon dressed in Japanese samurai armor appeared before him, wielding a samurai sword and unleashing a crimson blade of energy that neutralized the raging sandstorm in front of him.

The evil spirit wearing red armor charged directly at the giant weasel. Seeing this, the weasel did not panic. It blew hard, and a sandstorm swept across the ground. The wind, mixed with sand and dust, howled out and blew the evil spirit backward.

Then he let out a squeak, and countless illusions appeared in the cave. Even the evil spirit in red armor began to slash wildly, while the young Onmyoji were even more pathetic, one after another walking towards the wooden beams in the mine and hanging themselves from the southeast branches.

But it was at this moment that the truly bizarre things began to happen. For every Onmyoji who hanged himself from the wooden beam, a weasel came back to life. These weasels struggled and bit through the ropes binding them, and once they landed, they were full of energy.

"A substitute for death? It seems this Onmyoji is in a hurry. However, the number of Onmyoji he brought is not enough to take the place of these little weasels. It seems that in the end, these miners may not be able to escape their fate."

Sun Yao recognized the Yellow Immortal's method at a glance. The substitute death and life extension technique in the Yellow Immortal's method was an extremely profound spell. When this spell was used, it no longer consumed magical power but the Yellow Immortal's cultivation. In other words, if this spell was used too much, the Yellow Immortal's hundreds of years of cultivation would be completely lost in one day.

However, it seems that this Wong Tai Sin is going all out for his descendants, almost recklessly using this secret technique.

"Tu Bi, stop him!"

The Onmyoji then took out another small paper doll and summoned a yokai shikigami as large as a stone wall, which was the Nurikabe from Japanese legend.

The wall looks like an ordinary wall, but it is actually a monster. It will suddenly appear in front of people and block their way. If you try to go around it, it will move along with you.

While Nurikabe's abilities might not be particularly impressive, its defensive capabilities are among the best of all shikigami. The sandstorm unleashed by Huang Daxian was completely blocked by Nurikabe, and the Onmyoji and Mad Demon behind Nurikabe were no longer affected by the storm.

At this point, the Yin-Yang Master was able to free up his hands to deal with the problem of Huang Daxian's illusion. He threw out several talismans around himself and then began to form hand seals in front of his chest.

"The God of the East Sea is named Amin; the God of the West Sea is named Zhuliang; the God of the South Sea is named Jucheng; the God of the North Sea is named Yuqiang. Great Gods of the Four Seas, flee from all ghosts and sweep away all calamities! So be it!"

This incantation was originally a spell to ward off a hundred ghosts roaming at night, but it also has the effect of exorcising evil and averting disasters. Therefore, this incantation can also break Huang Daxian's illusion. Some Yin-Yang Masters who had not yet had time to hang themselves from the southeast branch woke up in a daze after hearing the incantation.

Upon waking, they were terrified to see the hemp rope in their hands. They quickly threw it aside and retreated to the side of the Onmyoji who had summoned the mad demon.

It's clear that these Onmyoji are all led by him; he must be the leader of this group. Whether he's a so-called master or not is unknown, but that doesn't matter to Sun Yao.

Among the famous Onmyoji masters of Japan, there is probably no one who can surpass Tsuchimikado. The Tsuchimikado family has been wiped out, let alone the others.