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The Nine Chrysanthemum Ancestor unleashed dozens of palm strikes at once, each one containing full force, each strike deadly and merciless.
In a short while, the Nine Chrysanthemum Ancestor's magical power was mostly exhausted, and his natal fire gradually dimmed.
He was panting heavily when he finally stopped.
Seeing this, Fang Han couldn't help but urge, "Keep going, don't stop!"
"???"
Nine Chrysanthemum Ancestor stared blankly at Fang Han, his face full of question marks.
What the hell!
Something is wrong!
Nine Chrysanthemum Ancestor was stunned. He had been blinded by hatred and had unleashed all his life force in a fit of rage. Only now did he realize that Fang Han seemed to be unharmed.
Not only was he completely unharmed, but his aura actually became stronger!
At this moment, Fang Han opened his mouth and inhaled, and the sea of fire surrounding him, which was a hundred meters long, surged and was sucked into his mouth.
He shook his head helplessly and muttered, "It's a pity the flames are still too weak. If they were stronger, I could even comprehend supernatural powers!"
As long as he can't be killed, Fang Han will keep getting stronger. That's the terrifying thing about talent!
"You can devour flames?" Old Ancestor Jiuju stared wide-eyed, looking as if he had seen a ghost.
Under his gaze, Fang Han opened his palm, and a ball of black flame danced in his palm.
Jiuju Laozi swallowed hard, his heart churning with turmoil.
This is his life-giving fire!
"Were your screams just now faked?" Ancestor Jiuju was furious, trembling with rage.
He glared at Fang Han, as if to say: You old bastard, you're really fucking despicable!
He thought he could burn Fang Han to death, but it turned out that the clown was himself!
Fang Han looked at the Nine Chrysanthemum Ancestor and said calmly, "Since you have no flames, there's no use keeping you around!"
As he spoke, he strode toward the Nine Chrysanthemum Ancestor, a murderous glint in his eyes.
Old Ancestor Jiuju felt as if struck by lightning, with the illusion that he was being targeted by the Grim Reaper.
Danger!
Extremely dangerous!
His hair stood on end. Fang Han's strength was beyond his imagination, far surpassing that of a Saint Master!
Nine Chrysanthemum Ancestor retreated rapidly, returning to the rear of the army.
"Quickly, stop him!" shouted the Nine Chrysanthemum Ancestor, directing the soldiers to block Fang Han.
However, the soldiers were already terrified. As Fang Han approached step by step, they retreated in fear.
Tens of thousands of people were forced back by Fang Han alone!
(With a million troops dispersed, this area only has tens of thousands of people.)
Nine Chrysanthemum Ancestor felt a chill run down his spine. His eyes hardened, and he took out an earthenware jar from his robes.
Immediately afterwards, he crushed the earthenware pot with force.
Click!
The earthenware pot shattered, releasing a thick cloud of bloody vapor that condensed in mid-air.
Fang Han frowned slightly, staring at the blood mist, and sensed the spatial aura.
This cloud of blood mist seemed to exist in another dimension, not belonging to this world.
The Nine Chrysanthemum Ancestor formed hand seals and chanted incantations, causing the blood mist to churn violently and emanating an ancient, primordial aura...
"My lord, I have prepared the offerings. Please descend to the mortal realm!" Ancestor Nine Chrysanthemums spoke, and a roar echoed from within the blood mist.
"Roar!!!"
The sound was deafening, and the void trembled.
Fang Han was surprised. The Nine Chrysanthemums faction launched an invasion war. In addition to plundering China's resources, their ultimate goal was to summon shikigami.
For example, the Third Elder's massacre of civilians in Daping Town and his attempt to sacrifice Jinling were all preparations for summoning shikigami!
No one knows what a shikigami is; it remains a mystery to this day. It is said to be a legendary great demon.
Fang Han immediately became interested and stared intently at the blood mist.
As the Nine Chrysanthemum Ancestor began his summoning, a pair of scarlet eyes, the size of houses, emerged from the blood mist, bloodthirsty and savage...
Where are the offerings?
A deep voice rang out, echoing between heaven and earth.
The Nine Chrysanthemum Ancestor hurriedly spoke up: "These soldiers are the sacrifices I prepared for you!"
"There are as many as a million people. As long as you drain their life force, you can recover from your injuries and return to your peak condition!"
Upon hearing this, the soldiers present were terrified.
· ······Requesting flowers·· ····
General Yasuda stepped out from the crowd and asked in confusion, "Ancestor, what do you mean by this?"
The Nine Chrysanthemum Ancestor remained silent, continuing to cast spells to summon shikigami to descend to the mortal realm.
Instantly, a powerful suction force emanated from the blood mist, enveloping an area of dozens of miles.
At that moment, the soldiers trembled, their bodies emanating a bloody aura that was absorbed by the blood mist above...
Originally a few hundred soldiers, the number swelled to thousands, even tens of thousands...
In the end, the million-strong army was enveloped in blood and devoured by a terrifying force!
"Huh?" Fang Han was surprised. The blood energy was condensed into essence and spirit, which was not as simple as just devouring blood.
"Interesting. Just what kind of powerful demon is it?"
Fang Han did not stop it, allowing the great demon in the blood mist to absorb the blood energy, and waited for it to descend.
With Fang Han's current strength, absorbing the blood of ordinary people will not help him much; it can only lead to a qualitative change through quantitative change.
He needs a special bloodline, or the blood of a strong person!
"Ancestor, quickly stop the shikigami!" General Yasuda cried out in alarm, sensing his blood draining away and his energy growing weaker and weaker.
"We are Japanese, not sacrifices; it is the Chinese who are the sacrifices!"
... ... ...
"I've always listened to you, why did you have to hurt me?"
The Nine Chrysanthemum Ancestor ignored him, instead revealing a ferocious expression and madness in his eyes.
He originally planned to sacrifice the people of Shanghai, but now that he has encountered Fang Han, he has no choice but to sacrifice the Japanese army.
Only by summoning shikigami can we defeat Fang Han!
Thinking of this, the Nine Chrysanthemum Ancestor said calmly, "Don't blame me. Everyone looks out for themselves. I'm just trying to survive..."
At this moment, the cries of the million-strong army echoed across the land, and people died as their life force was drained.
Soldiers fell one after another, turning into cold corpses.
Before long, the blood energy of a million-strong army converged, turning the sky red, and a thick stench of blood permeated the surrounding area for miles.
Another pair of eyes appeared in the blood mist, followed by yet another pair of eyes...
In a short moment, eight pairs of bloodshot eyes appeared, as if eight great demons were present...
In the distance, He Yingqiu, Ma Danna, and others witnessed this, their faces filled with horror.
"What kind of monster is this? It has eight pairs of eyes!"
"Could it be that the Nine Chrysanthemums faction actually has more than one shikigami?"
"Ancestor Jiuju has gone mad! He actually sacrificed his own people to forcibly summon a shikigami!"
Everyone gasped, gazing at the military camp from afar.
A million soldiers were sacrificed alive, leaving the scene strewn with corpses, a truly horrific sight.
But no one sympathized with them, since these people were all invaders.
"What exactly are the shikigami of the Nine Chrysanthemums faction?" Madana frowned, a sense of unease creeping into her heart.
"How terrifying would the summoned shikigami be if a million people were sacrificed?"
The crowd remained silent; they were Chinese cultivators and knew very little about the shikigami of Japan.
Although I don't know what it is, I can feel the terrifying aura emanating from the blood mist, as deep and unfathomable as an abyss.
Even though they were far apart, their souls trembled...
Madana was filled with fear as she stared intently at the blood mist. Under her gaze, a colossal figure slowly emerged...