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Chapter 323 So they're the same type of virtual gods!

"That's about it. It seems like it didn't cause too much of a commotion."

Seeing that the impoverished spirit had finally passed away, the Taoist priests began to clean up the mess. Feng Xue breathed a sigh of relief. She dared not use the Qi-observation technique, but only glanced at the direction of the Dragon King Temple from an over-the-shoulder perspective. She found that the impure spirit was still in its original position, and only then did she feel at ease.

But just when he thought things were settled, he suddenly noticed that several cultivators who were standing at the far end of the crowd slowly disappeared into the crowd. In no time, the area in front of the City God Temple, which had originally gathered 70% of the city's cultivators, was now less than 30% remaining. Although they were all prominent masters, those who disappeared were not necessarily inferior to them.

"Has something else changed?"

Feng Xue suddenly felt his soul twitch twice, and the Ghidorah in his sea of ​​consciousness, which was embracing his soul image with its wings, suddenly raised its three dragon heads.

For no apparent reason, something seemed to be throbbing in his temples, a subtle yet undeniable connection that seemed to be guiding something closer to him.

"What the hell is going on?"

Feng Xue was completely bewildered. She immediately looked at Liu Yunxi, who was unable to participate in the Dharma Assembly in her physical form and could only transform into a ring. However, Liu Yunxi was also clueless. Only the turbid wish in the distance suddenly surged.

No, it shouldn't be called a surge. Even without using the Qi-observation technique, Feng Xue could tell that the turbid essence was completely different from its previous composition. If it was originally a single-color "pigment" with a clear direction, at most it would have some color difference due to not being properly mixed with water. But now it was completely a mixture of several unrelated pigments, chaotic and disorderly, impure and unnatural, yet forcibly condensed into one, making people feel uncomfortable.

But Feng Xue's intuition warned him of more than just this discomfort. He took a deep breath, calmed himself, cast a calming spell on himself, and searched for the cultivators who had left.

"Fellow Taoist, please stay!"

With a soft exclamation, the Taoist priest who had been targeted by Feng Xue paused, then turned his head, his expression somewhat displeased. However, upon seeing that it was the recently rising star Feng Xue, he forcibly suppressed his emotions and said:

"Fellow Daoist, those words are ominous!"

"Oh, I'm so sorry, I just wanted to ask what happened? Why are there so many fewer people at the Dharma assembly all of a sudden?"

Feng Xue felt her ominous premonition growing clearer, so she skipped the formalities and got straight to the point.

Upon hearing this, the cultivator's expression turned serious, and he said solemnly:
"I just received a message that the Japanese thieves, using the power of the Dragon King Temple as a catalyst, have combined it with the power of an evil god they brought from their own country to create an eight-headed serpent god. A direct confrontation would be fine, but that thing seems to have been provoked by something and is single-mindedly heading towards the city center. No matter how much we try to stop it, it won't budge. Moreover, this serpent is releasing venom along the way. If it enters the city, the people will surely suffer. Some people think that since it won't fight back no matter how we try to stop it, we should just completely destroy it before it enters the city..."

"Burning!" Feng Xue cursed inwardly. Although he had no evidence, his intuition told him that this Yamata no Orochi was definitely after him!

Don't be too sure. An eight-headed serpent god brought from the Japanese mainland and having absorbed the Dragon King's power, possessing the characteristics of floods, could it be anything other than Yamata no Orochi or the Nine-Headed Insect?
Upon hearing this news, Feng Xue understood the source of the ominous sign. Just as the cultivator said, once the Yamata no Orochi entered the city, it would bring enormous karma. The Japanese were certainly primarily responsible, but should he, the one who attracted the Yamata no Orochi, bear secondary responsibility?
Don't talk about the victim being guilty. Humanitarian intelligence doesn't care about the idea that ignorance is no excuse. At most, ignorance is a excuse for leniency. Besides, Feng Xue already knows, so the crime is basically confirmed.

"So all I did was capture a Jinchūriki, and Aunt Bai took him away, so why are they targeting me?"

Feng Xue was puzzled, but she put on a righteous and indignant posture and said:

"We cultivators have an inescapable duty to eliminate demons and protect the righteous path! Fellow Daoist, do you possess a method of flight?" "Of course I do." The cultivator nodded, thinking Feng Xue wanted him to give him a ride, and was about to cast a spell. However, upon hearing this, Feng Xue nodded and said:

"Then I am relieved. Fellow Daoist, we'll meet again later!"

As soon as she finished speaking, Feng Xue's figure flashed away, leaving the cultivator who had just conjured a wisp of breeze dumbfounded...

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"It really is Yamata no Orochi!"

Feng Xue used a teleportation technique to fly high into the sky, using the same displacement method as Shirai Kuroko to leap forward with the help of inertia.

He had already risen to a height of 300 meters above the ground and could see in the distance the enormous creature, which was tens of meters tall even with just eight heads raised, amidst the surging black clouds. In front of it, the cultivators were like ants.

Various spells rained down on the giant serpent, creating waves, but they were far from enough to change its trajectory. As the serpent moved, a strange phenomenon appeared in the sky behind it.

Leaving aside those bosses who, due to various fan creations, inexplicably acquired strange titles such as negative planetary consciousness, negative human consciousness, or the strongest evil god, the Yamata no Orochi itself is a description of floods.

The name Yagi refers to the way the river spreads when it floods. Its red, blood-dripping body, resembling rotten flesh, represents the red mud (iron ore) that the floodwaters mixed into the river. Kushinada-hime and her seven sisters symbolize the farmland and harvests that were taken away by the floods for eight consecutive years. The sword taken from its tail is a weapon forged from iron ore after the floods were quelled.

Therefore, the Yamata no Orochi, which originally symbolized floods and famine, received further enhancement from the local beliefs after absorbing the accumulated incense and prayers in the Dragon King Temple. The eight snake heads faintly sprouted dragon horns, as if they were about to transform into dragons. This also transformed its power from the overflowing of rivers into the raging waves of the sea!

However, compared to the information that could be easily gleaned from the power of will, what frustrated Feng Xue the most was the reason it had targeted her—

Ghidorah.

Yes, although King Ghidorah's background is that of an alien creature from Venus, and in the legendary Godzilla, it has no connection with Yamata no Orochi, it is undeniable that it drew on elements of Yamata no Orochi and Eastern dragons in its creation. And this element was naturally added to it intentionally or unintentionally when Feng Xue created it.

"So they're the same type of phantom gods! What's this? Monsters attract each other? So before even fighting Godzilla, they have to fight Yamata no Orochi to determine a monster king?"

Such a thought popped into Feng Xue's mind, but he had no intention of accepting everything. He still remembered the divination: rigidity leads to breakage, and one must rely on the power of the righteous path to turn danger into safety and return with a full harvest!

With this thought in mind, he immediately pressed the slot at his waist, and the five-colored jade stones touched the magic metal in his belt in turn. A massive amount of primordial energy surged into his dantian, merged into his sea of ​​consciousness, and transformed into the five elements of magic power.

Based on earth, water and fire chase each other like yin and yang, and metal and wood resemble the eyes of a yin-yang fish. When you put them into it, they converge into a golden ball of lightning, which he holds in his palm.

A surge of power expanded in his palm, and Feng Xue's body fell. Immediately afterwards, he heard the lingering curses of Mo Ying in his ears...

(End of this chapter)