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Chapter 444 The Republic of China! I, I, I, the dog-footed emperor (22) Requesting monthly votes!

"I...I...I?"

"You dog-like emperor!"

The childish, clear voice resounded throughout the festival, seemingly causing even the dark clouds in the sky to dissipate.

Everyone looked up abruptly and saw a handsome young man, about ten years old, who had appeared on the Temple of Heaven at some point, playing with Yuan Xiangcheng's crown in his hand.

"Does he really think he's the emperor just because he called me '朕' a few times?"

"Who are you!!"

Yuan Xiangcheng was furious, like a volcano about to erupt, his voice booming like thunder.

However, the boy vanished right before his eyes.

The next moment, it appeared in front of him.

boom! boom! boom!
Each punch possessed a terrifying power, as if it were shattering the void.

What's even more terrifying is that the power contained in that fist is enough to completely disable his supernatural abilities!

Three punches landed heavily on Yuan Xiangcheng's face, causing his head to explode and blood to splatter everywhere.

Three punches from the European Emperor!!
But the next moment, Yuan Xiangcheng returned to normal.

Reboot in 40 minutes!

But seemingly affected by the terrifying anomaly on his fist, he only restarted to a few minutes earlier.

At this moment, the four Ghost Masters had just been captured by Wu Baoli.

Yuan Xiangcheng suddenly stopped writing the sacrificial text: "Come out!!!"

The voice, like that of a vengeful ghost, tore at people's eardrums.

Yuan Xiangcheng stood on the void, his face like a demon, and a terrifying ghost domain instantly spread out.

One after another, cold, sinister figures appeared behind him; they were all members of the Yuan family who had died over the decades.

The Yuan family's accumulated wealth over generations has resulted in over thirty terrifying and vengeful spirits surrounding him.

These vengeful ghosts came in various forms; some had disheveled hair and long tongues, while others were engulfed in green flames and emitted mournful howls.

"Backtracking?"

A boy fell from the sky.

His face was covered in black runes, giving him a maturity beyond his years.

"Who are you?!" Alarm bells rang in Yuan Xiangcheng's mind.

The person in front of me didn't have any supernatural aura, but he overcame numerous supernatural obstacles and ghost realms, ignoring all my countermeasures, and killed me with punch after punch.

Without the rewind function, he would surely die!
“Remember, the person who killed you was Zhang Dong, Zhang Heng’s son,” Zhuang Boshi said expressionlessly.

Zhang Heng!

Yuan Xiangcheng immediately thought of the Zhang boy who killed him in his teens, as predicted in the divination.

An unprecedented panic grew within him, as if he had climbed a high mountain only to find an even higher mountain collapsing in front of him.

The broken rocks were about to engulf him.

"Anyone who attacks me will be torn apart by chariots!" In his panic, Yuan Xiangcheng immediately used the strongest wish-granting curse.

A terrifying curse descended, and at the same time, Yuan Xiangcheng suddenly lowered his head, only to see a vengeful ghost's head staring at the boy behind him.

This was an attack launched by the ghost that Yuan Xiangcheng was riding.

But Zhuang Boshi's Eye of Heaven's bronze gear turned slightly and instantly adapted to the curse.

"I'm sorry, but it seems that I've become accustomed to the killing patterns of this vengeful ghost after that attack that was destined to kill me."

Let's not even talk about the wishing ghost; it's such a rip-off that I've had to force myself to adapt to it.

The other vengeful ghost was also an old acquaintance.

Even if it's not a familiar ghost, I'm not afraid at all now.

Zhuang Boshi smiled.

He clenched his fist, astonished by the strange power within his body.

Zhang Dong's erasure was indeed not a simple matter of a vengeful ghost!

It is a power completely opposite to that of evil spirits; it is not dark runes, but rather a kind of authority equivalent to the origin of the world.

However, this power seems to have been invaded by the supernatural, making it unable to kill the vengeful spirit.

Zhang Dong is now unable to exert this power due to his age, and is like a seed slowly taking root and sprouting.

And the nourishment is the supernatural.

It seems to be a monster-fighting and leveling-up mechanism; as long as Zhang Dong defeats the evil spirit, this power will increase.

The more evil spirits are suppressed, the greater the power of erasure will become.

When Zhang Dong was dying, he suppressed countless vengeful ghosts in a ghost forest, and the elimination of supernatural phenomena was almost divine.

In Baishui Town, Zhang Dong fought his way out of the ultimate ghost child group that had devoured Luo Wensong, Luo Qian, Meng Xiaodong, and countless vengeful ghosts, almost causing Yang Jian's death.

He was far inferior to Yang Jian, but he was still the strongest mortal who was close to being a god.

Zhang Dong is young now, and the number of evil spirits he can suppress is limited. The power of erasure can only interrupt the killing pattern of the evil spirits, but Zhuang Boshi is different.

Although he has only been in the industry for a short time, he has managed to destroy several haunted places and even killed real vengeful ghosts.

The rewards are very generous.

The increase in this anti-paranormal force was also beyond expectations.

If he couldn't compare to Zhang Dong when he was over a hundred years old and dying, he should at least have the strength of Zhang Dong in his thirties or forties.

Zhang Dong, in his thirties or forties, was a force to be reckoned with during the Republic of China era, defeating all the world's top demon tamers in Japan without a doubt.

That's the real confidence and power to suppress all evil spirits.

When Yuan Xiangcheng saw that the other party had withstood his two supernatural attacks without any reaction, he became even more panicked.

This is completely different from his decades-long belief in the supernatural!
"I make a wish..."

Before Yuan Xiangcheng could even utter a word, Zhuang Boshi had already thrown a punch at his face.

The unpretentious fourth punch from the European Emperor.

Yuan Xiangcheng felt as if a mountain had crashed down on him, and all the supernatural power within him was shattered in one blow.

Its head and body were completely torn apart by the violent force, and the entire Temple of Heaven collapsed as a result.

Under the pressure of the fist, the entire ghost realm that enveloped the Temple of Heaven was also shattered.

"Zhang Dong, your body is really good at working!" Zhuang Boshi couldn't help but remark.

"stop!"

A hunched-over man carrying a shoulder pole blocked his way.

As he entered, the entire Temple of Heaven was plunged into darkness.

It looked like it was wrapped in a box.

Zhuang Boshi, who witnessed the whole process, naturally knew that the man was the peddler Wu Baoli.

It is very likely the same vengeful ghost that chased Cao Yang to the ends of the earth in later generations.

Ghost salesman.

"Zhangdong".

“Commander Yuan has done me a favor, you mustn’t—” Wu Baoli’s forehead was slightly sweaty.

This young man is terrifying; Commander Yuan is no match for him at all.

But in any case, myself—

Snapped!
Zhuang Boshi stepped forward before Wu Baoli could react.

A slap landed!

Wu Baoli was immediately beaten senseless, and seven or eight of his supernatural items shattered at the same time.

What a joke! !

These are all life-saving items.

In his shock, Wu Baoli pulled a long knife from the cargo box and slashed it fiercely at Zhuang Boshi.

Unexpected.

Unscathed!

what! !

Startled, Wu Baoli was immediately approached by the young man, but he simply slapped him away, took the long sword from his hand, and did not pursue him further.

Wu Baoli's abilities allow him to make forced transactions with vengeful spirits or turn imprisoned vengeful spirits into supernatural artifacts.

Therefore, he had countless supernatural props, which earned him the nickname "peddler".

He had at least twenty life-saving items on him, and more than a hundred other miscellaneous items.

But this knife was a weapon he obtained in a trade with a terrifying ancient ghost in a Tang Dynasty tomb.

It is the strongest weapon in his hands.

Once the blade is severed, the vengeful spirit with a physical form will be dismembered.

It can even cut along supernatural traces, and no one can escape even if they are thousands of miles away or in a ghost realm.

Zhuang Boshi then examined the knife in his hand with great interest.

He knows it all too well.

Li Qingzhi's wood-chopping knife.

However, this knife is now longer than Li Qingzhi's woodcutter's knife, with a long handle, and it seems to possess several supernatural properties. "Where did this knife come from?" Zhuang Boshi asked.

“This was obtained through the trade of a vengeful ghost from the previous dynasty,” Wu Baoli said, panting.

"Yeah."

Zhuang Boshi seemed to be deep in thought.

He casually shot out a coffin nail.

what is that?
Wu Baoli, who is very sensitive to supernatural items, instinctively felt that this was a very terrifying supernatural item.

However, all the supernatural items on his body had been destroyed in those two attacks.

Unsurprisingly, as the coffin nail was driven into his forehead, the entire ghost realm began to dissipate.

Unfortunately, the Ghost Peddler's true form is a ghost realm, so he's not afraid of coffin nails, something Wu Baoli can't do.

With the disappearance of the Peddler's Ghost Domain.

Yuan Xiangcheng reappeared before him.

He is resurrected.

He possesses not only the retrograde supernatural power of the wishing ghost, but also a supernatural power similar to that of a scapegoat.

If he suffers a fatal attack, a family member will automatically die in his place, even though he is already dead beyond any possibility.

"interesting."

Zhuang Boshi clearly saw through these tricks: "Prepare your wishes in advance, keep consuming them, and since your family members are vengeful ghosts, they won't truly die no matter how they die."

"Are they using the wishing ghost as a scapegoat?"

"Why not backtrack continuously? Is it impossible?"

At this point, Yuan Xiangcheng had already summoned the spirits of more than thirty members of the Yuan family.

Surrounded by the souls of the dead, Yuan Xiangcheng finally felt a little safe.

"You little beast!" Yuan Xiangcheng grew increasingly furious.

"I will torture you with the cruelest methods."

"Your mother, your sister, and your damned father!!"

"I want to dig his body out of the coffin and put it on the street so that ten thousand people can step over his head every day!"

Yuan Xiangcheng used every vicious language to curse, and many of these curses actually came true.

Even Zhang Dong, a gentle and mild-mannered young man, was furious inside and started cursing loudly.

"Why don't you refer to yourself as 'I, the Emperor' anymore?"

Despite all that Yuan Xiangcheng had said, Zhuang Boshi's single sarcastic remark completely broke him down.

"Kill him for me!"

Thirty-odd terrifying ghosts pounced on Zhuang Boshi.

Among them are terrifying vengeful ghosts like those of the first generation of the Wang family, while the rest are all around the level of the second generation of the Wang family.

In this respect alone, Yuan Xiangcheng is almost five to ten times stronger than Wang Chaling, not to mention that he also controls terrifying supernatural beings such as wishing ghosts and cursed ghosts, and has extremely rich experience.

No wonder he is known as the number one ghost tamer in Asia in this era. Whether it is supernatural attacks, mental attacks, or mental and physical defense, he is an extremely powerful being.

But Zhuang Boshi charged towards the dozens of vengeful ghosts with his iron fists.

In an instant, the forms of the first ten were completely destroyed.

It was like a giant wall that collapsed in an instant.

But at the same time, more than a dozen patterns of murder have already been applied to Zhuang Boshi.

He had adapted to half of the supernatural phenomena, while the other half was erased by Zhang Dong's anti-supernatural power.

It's impossible to break through the defenses.

Then, he threw another punch.

Europe's Fifth Punch!
The twenty-odd Yuan family ghosts suddenly exploded, reverting to their most basic supernatural forms.

At this moment, the demon tamers from the Black Clothes Society finally arrived.

However, none of the vengeful spirits are a match for Zhuang Boshi in his combined form.

Not to mention these ghost tamers.

A dozen seconds later, all of the hundreds of Black-Clad Society members were killed.

On the field, only Yuan Xiangcheng remained.

"Ah!!!!" Yuan Xiangcheng let out a shrill scream.

"I don't believe in fate!!"

The 60-year-old man rushed towards the boy without regard for anything else.

next moment.

A barrage of fists rained down.

Zhang Dong's anti-paranormal abilities are comparable to those of vengeful ghosts. The supernatural power emanating from Yuan Xiangcheng is terrifying, surpassing even that of Zhang Xianguang.

But in front of Zhang Dong's fist, he really was no different from an ordinary sixty-year-old man.

Before the ministers of various countries, amidst the vast ruins, a boy of about thirteen years old stood on the back of a sixty-year-old man.

He kept clenching his fists.

The old man was beaten until he cried out in pain.

"Spare me! Spare me!"

"Have mercy, my lord! I'll do anything you say!!"

"Phew—" Zhuang Boshi wiped his forehead: "Wouldn't it have been better to do this earlier?"

"All I want now is the wishing ghost on you; I have no other requirements."

"But!" Yuan Xiangcheng cried out in horror, "If I lose the wishing ghost, the vengeful spirit will surely be resurrected!"

Zhuang Boshi gave an innocent smile: "So what?"

"What does this have to do with me?"

He took out the Ghost Chopping Knife and brandished it at Yuan Xiangcheng: "It might hurt a little, bear with it."

Before he could finish speaking, a knife came down.

"Ah!!" An even more agonizing scream rang out.

"what!"

"Wrong, it's not that ghost."

"Yuan Xiangcheng, are you still alive? Quickly rewind, you cut the wrong thing just now."

"Good boy, let's do it again!"

"Oops, sorry, I accidentally cut off another ghost. How many ghosts do you have on you?!"

"Why control so many vengeful spirits?"

"Let's go back one more time!"

"No?"

"If they refuse, I'll keep cutting until a wishing ghost appears!!"

After four backtracking iterations.

After Zhuang Boshi finally dismembered the wishing ghost, the once-powerful Yuan Xiangcheng was already on the verge of death from torture.

Zhuang Boshi did not kill him, after all, his target was not Yuan Xiangcheng, but the wishing ghost on him.

Even Zhang Dong, after examining Zhuang Boshi's body, went from feeling initially pleased to eventually feeling somewhat reluctant.

He kept saying, "Never mind, never mind."

Zhang Dong is too kind.

He glanced at the terrified spectators, then turned and left, leaving the crowd stunned.

The thug finally left, and Ishii stood up shakily. Jules, who was beside him, had already fainted.

Ishii nudged Matsumoto Ichiro, who had been blocking their way.

He said gratefully, "Matsumoto-kun, thank you for protecting us all this time. You are a true samurai. When we return to our homeland, I will surely pray to the heavens—"

Matsumoto's body fell straight down like a rigid block of iron.

His expression was extremely ferocious.

terror, despair, fear.

I was terrified.

Japan's number one demon tamer was scared to death by that boy.

Ishii felt dizzy and almost couldn't stand up.

The next day's newspaper headline read: "Commander-in-Chief Yuan abandons the title of Emperor and will remain Commander-in-Chief."

Bosch did not kill him.

There are no side quests or rewards, so why kill him?

After forcibly dismembering the wishing ghost from his body, Yuan Xiangcheng's supernatural balance was completely disrupted, and he was estimated to only have one or two months left to live.

Meanwhile, news that a boy named Zhang Dong, at the age of thirteen, had defeated Yuan Xiangcheng, the number one ghost tamer in East Asia, Wu Baoli, the number one ghost tamer in South Asia, and Matsumoto Ichiro, the number one ghost tamer in Japan, caused a huge uproar in the paranormal community.

(End of this chapter)