People are wreaking havoc in Tokyo, ladies, please stay put!

And now.

After the Kingdom of God was enraged, not long after the investigation began, news came out that the Fuji Sengen Shrine was destroyed and more than a dozen priests were killed.

A giant demon is wreaking havoc on the top of Mount Fuji.

"Notify all Tokyo shrine priests above the rank of Gonei to rush to Mount Fuji, report to the Tokyo government, and request support." Daitomohiko stood up. "Prepare the helicopter. I'm going too."

"Grand Priest, do you need to inform Her Majesty the Goddess?" The priest next to him whispered, "She has already returned to Tokyo."

"No need. The goddess has made great contributions in eliminating so many Kyushu Onmyoji in Hokkaido this time. Let her have a good rest." Da Youshanhiko said in a deep voice.

The Tokyo Exorcist Police Department also received a report of the incident and an order from higher authorities.

At this moment, Sakura Sora Kurumi is in the University of Tokyo Hospital.

After receiving emergency treatment at a Hokkaido hospital, Kaedekaren was flown here for recuperation.

Feng Hualian is still in a coma and on a ventilator, but fortunately she is out of danger.

Yingkong Kurumi looked out the window in a daze. She didn't even hear her subordinates calling out to her several times after they came in.

As soon as she arrived in Hokkaido and got the cell phone, Yingsora Kurumi contacted Fang Zuo immediately.

But there was no response.

This made her heart sink to the bottom.

From Hokkaido to Tokyo, she kept trying to contact Fang Zuo, but to no avail.

At first, I had always speculated that the assassin from the Kingdom of God was Fang Zuo, and now it seems that there is no doubt about it.

Is it true as the oracle said, that the assassin's soul is dim and he is most likely dead?

"Director! Director?" The subordinates' continuous shouts brought Yingkong Hutao back to her senses.

"What's the matter?" Yingkong Kurumi turned around.

"We've received a forwarded case: the Fuji Sengen Shrine has been destroyed, a massive demon has appeared, and dozens of priests have died." The subordinate said, "The higher-ups have also issued a notice, and Shintoism is requesting government support."

Sakura Kurumi frowned. "Let the local branch in Mount Fuji assist and report this to the government. The Tokyo Exorcist Guard is still dealing with the aftermath of the One Hundred Demons Night Parade incident, so they can't spare much manpower for the time being."

"Hi!" The subordinate responded and left.

at the same time.

More than a dozen helicopters took off from shrines across Tokyo and flew towards Mount Fuji.

Fang Zuo looked at the fight in front of him and touched his chin. It was really funny.

This golden figure, which was over 20 meters tall and was transformed from the Great God, the soul of the Incense Mountain, was held and bitten by the residual soul of Asura, which was more than 10 meters tall and looked like a child. It was bitten until not a single piece of its body was intact.

The golden figure threw a punch, but Ashura opened his mouth wide and bit his fist.

Ahhh.

With a scream, the entire arm was bitten off.

When more than a dozen Shinto helicopters flew over, the scene before them horrified them.

They worshipped Daimyojin, a mountain spirit who was about to become a god, and released a huge body of incense.

But a huge ghost-like creature was holding the Great Ming God tightly with six arms and biting him madly.

Drops of golden blood fell.

It's too tragic to watch.

With each bite, he tore off a piece of flesh and blood, then swallowed it into his stomach with his head tilted back.

With every bite, the huge ghost seemed to grow a little taller.

Helicopters hovered around the residual soul of the Ashura child.

Dozens of Shinto priests jumped down from above.

All the priests in Tokyo with the rank of Quan Nei and above have arrived.

And during the time they jumped down...

The six arms of the remnant soul of Asura grabbed the mountain soul Damingshen, like a crab grabbing a grouper twice its size.

Then, in the shocked eyes of the priests, the six arms tore apart.

A wail of pain.

Tear the mountain soul Damingshen into two halves.

Then he opened his mouth wide and swallowed it.

Chewing happily.

The young remnant soul of Asura devours the incense-burning body of the mountain soul Damingshen.

His body continued to grow, and in a moment it grew by nearly ten meters.

The residual soul absorbed so much incense and the power of wishes that a shadow of more than 20 meters gradually took shape. The increasingly blurred outline began to solidify, and the entire huge shadow began to materialize.

Fang Zuo has been waiting patiently.

It's now.

The process of the remnant soul of an Asura child growing up and materializing into its own entity.

Fang Zuo released all his spiritual power without holding back at all. His eyes emitted golden light as he explored everything that was materialized in the huge body of Asura's remnant soul.

Watching and feeling how the power of incense, spiritual energy and various distracting thoughts and wishes are circulated, dispersed and absorbed in this body.

Countless complex lines began to wander on this body.

The perfect patterns between heaven and earth are constantly engraved on this body.

The Shinto priests looked at the huge Asura virtual body, with six eyes and six arms, which was magnificent.

Looking up from the ground, I felt really small, especially when I felt the endless power being released from this huge virtual image like a tidal wave.

"It is condensing its body, don't let it take shape." Daitomo Youxiong Palace Master shouted.

All the priests summoned their own Shikigami and attacked Ashura's body which was in the process of materializing.

Various power spells bloomed like fireworks on the huge, dark and profound body.

Fang Zuo did not stop the magic of these priests.

On the contrary, he was also prepared to take action to see how this body, which was being materialized, could be used to resist the attack.

His eyes emitted golden light, no longer restraining any spiritual energy or divine thoughts, and the Nascent Soul in his body became paler and paler.

The Nascent Soul Laws were like the most sophisticated instruments, scanning the huge Asura body in front of them.

The traces of all the textures of the great ways of heaven and earth are imprinted on it.

The information he obtained made Fang Zuo Pingdan Cuihua's Dao heart a little excited.

"Notify the government and have them handle the situation quickly." Da Youshanyan observed the spells, which had no effect on Ashura's body, and ordered in a deep voice, "Set up the formations and seals to bring down the gods from the Kingdom of Gods."

"Grand Priest, welcoming the gods without offering sacrifices in the temple is against the decree of the kingdom of God." A priest reminded.

"Asshole, can't you see how this demon is beyond our comprehension?" Da Youshan Yan shouted fiercely, "This body will surely be extremely useful to the Kingdom of God. This matter was sudden, so there's no need to consult the Kingdom of God."

at the same time.

The scene was captured by a priest with his mobile phone and quickly transmitted to a large manor villa somewhere in North America.

A room filled with hundreds of screens.

They are all cameras from all over the world.

A screen recording Tokyo caught the villa owner's attention.

A Taoist priest in a purple robe suddenly stood up from the meditation mat.

If Fang Zuo were here, he would be even more surprised.

Such a noble purple Taoist robe is the pinnacle of existence in all the famous Taoist mountains.

If he was in Mount Longhu, he would be the modern Heavenly Master. How could such a noble Taoist figure appear in North America?

The Taoist in purple robes stared straight at one of the screens.

He said word by word: "The remnant soul of Ashura. How could there be the remnant soul of Ashura on Mount Fuji in Japan?"

He immediately picked up his phone and dialed the number: "Who is in Japan now?"

A voice on the other end of the phone said, "Master, the third brother is in Japan."

"Tell him to go to Mount Fuji in Tokyo immediately to find out all the specific information. If possible, bring back the remaining soul of Asura to me, even if it is only a small piece." The Taoist priest in purple robe ordered.

"Yes, Master." The voice on the other end of the phone responded.

And in a corner of Fukuoka, Japan.

There is actually a decent Taoist temple.

In the main hall of the Taoist temple, there is a statue of an emperor with a burly figure wearing a black and gold imperial robe.

Several Taoist priests wearing robes embroidered with chrysanthemums and gold edges were looking at the video sent back in surprise.

"According to the historical records, this is the remnant soul of a young Asura child. How did it end up on Mount Fuji?"

"Go, go immediately. If we can get this remnant soul, it will be a great treasure for our Jiuju sect."

"Yes, this kind of gain cannot be given up."

The Imperial Palace in Tokyo, Japan.

The rotating members of the Ling Dissent Council were also watching the screen.

"Report to the government immediately and dispatch the defense forces. This is no longer something the Tokyo Exorcist Guard can handle," one of the old men said in a deep voice.

"agree."

"agree."

On Mount Fuji.

Asura's remaining soul is trying hard to condense its body based on instinct.

He ignored the magical attacks from the priests.

The lines of heaven and earth within the body spontaneously operate to mobilize power and defend against these spells.

Dai Youshanhiko and dozens of priests formed hand seals and arranged themselves into the shape of a rune.

A ray of white light rushed straight through the incense barrier and passed into the kingdom of God.

A huge circular law appeared in the air.

There is a huge hexagonal star in the circle, and a mysterious rune in the star is flowing with white light.

Within the hexagonal starlight, a pale white figure over ten meters tall slowly appeared.

Not far away, the remnant soul of Asura closed his eyes and condensed his body by instinct. The spots on his six arms kept expanding and shaking as if he had smelled something.

The six horizontal eyes of the remnant soul of Asura suddenly opened wide, staring at the pale white figure coming out of the authentic hexagonal star circle formation, revealing an excited black light.

The six arms swung, and black rays flew towards the white figure, and then the mouth opened and sucked hard.

Before the pale white figure could react.

Six black rays of light tightly bound the white figure, and then a cold wind passed by and instantly swallowed the white figure into its mouth.

The body, which was already more than 20 meters high, was constantly glowing with light.

The summoned god was not even a post-god, and his strength was average. He was easily swallowed by Asura without any preparation.

Seeing this scene, Dai Youshanyan and a group of priests' faces turned black and they were so shocked that they were speechless.

This is simply asking for a beating.

Before they could react, the remnant soul of Asura turned its head.

He seemed very unhappy with these little reptiles disturbing him.

A big mouth.

The silent ripples shocked Da Youshanyan and the priests so much that their expressions became dazed and their souls left their bodies. Then a gust of cold wind carried them towards the remaining soul of Ashura.

In a blink of an eye.