Urban Immortality: I Raised a Female Prime Minister in Tokyo

Chapter 238: Ravaging Tokyo
"Can you think about it again? That's all in the past." Zhou Yuanyan said with a smile.

"If you mention one more word, I will destroy your place." Fang Zuo said lightly.

Zhou Yuanyan shut up immediately. He knew Fang Zuo would do this and was definitely not joking with him.

"Then what do you plan to do with the remaining soul of this Asura child?" Zhou Yuanyan changed the subject at the right time.

But after waiting for a long time, no one spoke.

When I turned around, I found that Fang Zuo had left at some point.

"I hate people like you the most. Plus, you come and go quietly and have no idea how to respect your masters." Zhou Yuanyan shook his head.

Suddenly, a wailing sound came from the glass cover next to him.

The white man opened his eyes, his face full of brutality.

'Boom, boom, boom.'

The white man in the glass cover had his eyes bulging, his eye sockets about to burst, and his hands were frantically hitting the hardest bulletproof glass cover in the world.

One punch, two punches, three punches. I don’t know how many punches were thrown.

The glass began to crack.

The fist was not hurt at all.

Zhou Yuanyan looked at the shield with an expectant expression, hoping that he could break it and come out.

Thus, his first experimental subject who successfully absorbed divine blood was born.

But after the white man swung a few more punches, his speed slowed down significantly, and the heart in his chest beat violently and grew bigger, and finally became the same as the previous experimental subjects.

With a 'bang', the heart exploded out of the chest.

Dropped dead.

Zhou Yuanyan sighed and looked at the drop of blood in the glass.

As if after a long struggle, he finally rolled up his sleeves, revealing his veins.

Then he reached out, picked up the syringe, and slowly approached the drop of blood.

But when the needle tip was about to touch his vein, he didn't know what he was thinking and put it down.

He sighed and rolled his sleeves back down.

"I spend the whole day picking incense and choosing fire, not knowing that my body is a place of practice." Zhou Yuanyan muttered to himself.

Next to the University of Tokyo, there is an express bus that goes directly from Todai Station to Kawaguchiko Station.

Kawaguchiko Station is the terminal station for entering Mount Fuji.

After getting off the bus, Fang Zuo walked for a while and arrived at the Fifth Station of Mount Fuji, which is the starting point for climbing Mount Fuji.

It usually takes at least 6 hours to climb from the th station of Mount Fuji to the th station of Mount Fuji.

Then it will take at least another 4 hours to go down the mountain.

Therefore, people usually climb in two stages, staying overnight in a mountain hut at the seventh or eighth station.

But Fang Zuo is obviously not such an 'ordinary' person.

In the entire Tokyo area, Mount Fuji has the most spiritual energy.

Fang Zuo walked briskly to the seventh station, glanced at the busy and crowded simple mountain hotel and the plump inn hostess, and continued walking up the mountain.

No wonder the evil spirit is so strong.

These snow women live in the area closest to the snow on Mount Fuji, running hotels, having sex and absorbing people's popularity to make a living.

If it were in the country, I would just slap him and leave.

But here, Fang Zuo has no time to care about all these messy things in Japan.

Climbing all the way to the sword-edge of the top of Mount Fuji, Fang Zuo looked around at this active volcano.

Several mountain peaks were covered with snow, and the temperature was very low, only about 3 degrees. There were many tourists climbing Mount Fuji along the way, and they all looked at Fang Zuo in surprise when they saw the thin clothes he was wearing.

Fang Zuo expanded his spiritual consciousness and looked at a small shrine nearby.

Mountain spirits are enshrined in the shrine.

The mountain soul is still sleeping, but the scent of its incense is unusually strong.

This Daimyojin of Mount Fuji named Asama Okami has, over the millennium of worship, the mountain spirit has long been fused with incense, and has slowly given birth to deity.

Fang Zuo strolled into the shrine, feeling the surrounding spiritual energy that far surpassed that of Tokyo, and threw out a golden ball of law.

Remove the constraints of your own laws on the residual soul of the Asura child.

Suddenly, the six pairs of horizontal eyes of the remnant soul of the Asura child suddenly opened wide.

His listless expression seemed unusually excited.

After he came out of the small fragment of Mount Sumeru, his mind was obviously getting weaker and weaker. At first, he could still communicate with Fang Zuo in the barrier.

At this moment, he couldn't even speak, and could only shout violently without any thoughts.

The originally restrained and shrunk black shadow rose infinitely, opened its big mouth and madly devoured the surrounding spiritual energy and incense.

This is the place with the most spiritual energy in the Tokyo area, and it is also the reason why Fang Zuo came here.

The lingering wishes of countless believers who have climbed the mountain to worship over the past thousand years also made the remaining soul of the Ashura child extremely excited.

To a cultivator like Zuo, the incense and prayers are like poison, but to the Asura clan, they are like dessert.

After instantly devouring all the spiritual energy and power of incense and vows.

The residual soul of the young Asura child grew to more than ten meters in height.

The vague figure in the barrier began to condense into a solid entity.

Six arms waved, and a pair of big feet easily crushed the small shrine to pieces.

"What kind of evil demon is this?"

The few priests in the shrine used their own Yin-Yang magic to attack the huge black shadow.

The remnant soul of the Asura child roared, opened his mouth and inhaled, sucking in another breath of spiritual energy and incense into his stomach.

Mixed in with the souls of several priests.

He was extremely satisfied.

Fang Zuo also keenly felt that above the nine heavens, a divine thunder was slowly gathering momentum.

Fang Zuo quickly enveloped the remaining soul of Asura with his divine consciousness, isolating it from the heavenly secrets and preventing the divine thunder from gathering.

At the foot of Mount Fuji.

Inside the large shrine building, dozens of priests were rushing to this place.

As the largest shrine dedicated to Mount Fuji Sengen Daimyojin, it is also the largest Shinto shrine in Mount Fuji.

"Who are you? Where did you come from? How dare you act so presumptuously in the shrine of Asama Okami?" The Shinto priests at the foot of Mount Fuji quickly arrived at the scene.

Looking at the dark shadow of the Asura child who was over ten meters tall, his face was filled with shock.

"No, it's not a demon. He has no physical form, only a soul. He's a ghost." An old priest in a white robe embroidered with dark patterns said, "Quick, stop him! He's devouring spiritual energy and incense to form a body. Don't let him succeed."

No one noticed that Fang Zuo was watching the scene in the corner. Several priests glanced at the instigator and thought he was a tourist.

I wasn't surprised because there were a dozen fearless tourists nearby, filming this shocking scene with their cell phones.

These people still looked very excited.

One tourist even turned on the live broadcast, but within two seconds, a sucking wind blew over, and the remaining soul of the Asura child was sucked away in one breath, leaving only a dried-up corpse falling to the ground.

Dozens of priests instantly formed a formation, summoned their own Shikigami, and attacked the remaining soul of the Ashura child.

These Onmyoji spells that flew out could not pose any threat to the remnant soul at all.

As for those Shikigami, they were grabbed one by each of the six arms of Ashura's residual soul and swallowed into its stomach.

Fang Zuo watched from the side and nodded repeatedly.

They are indeed the ancient clan that almost overthrew the Heavenly Court.

Although the power of the remnant soul of this young child is currently very limited, the ability to devour any attribute makes him fearless enough.

"Hurry up and wait for reinforcements." After their own Shikigami were devoured, these priests finally understood the opponent's strength and knew that they were no match at all.

But by the time they wanted to escape, it was too late.

The remnant soul of Asura opened its mouth and emitted silent high-frequency ripples, causing the Japanese Shinto priests who wanted to escape to freeze in a daze.

Then the remnant soul of Asura opened its mouth and sucked again.

A gust of cold wind blew past the priests and penetrated their bodies.

Like a sieve, the souls of these priests were taken out of their bodies, and at the same time, their blood, essence and flesh were all swallowed up by the residual soul of the Asura child along with the cold wind.

Leaving behind were dozens of skinny, dried-up corpses in white robes.

Like a dozen pieces of bacon that had been dried for several years, they huddled together in their originally well-fitting white robes and lay sprawled on the ground.

The residual soul of the Asura child, which was originally more than ten meters tall, grew a lot taller.

The body, which is more than ten meters long, constantly absorbs spiritual energy.

"Who are you? Are you challenging the Great Ming God?"

The spirit of Mount Fuji finally awakens.

A huge human figure with a faint golden glow appeared.

It is about twenty meters tall, almost twice as tall as the remaining soul of the Asura child.

It was as if an adult was looking down at a child.

He let out an earth-shaking roar and kicked the ground hard with his left foot.

The sound waves and shock waves caused the surrounding trees to shake, and the shrine, which had been almost demolished by the remaining soul of the Ashura child, collapsed completely.

At the same time, the whole of Tokyo was in chaos.

"What? The Mount Fuji Shrine was destroyed and dozens of priests died?" Chief Priest Daitoshihiko of Meiji Shrine knelt in the main hall with a look of rage on his face.

This year has been truly eventful. First, the body of Emperor Meiji, who was about to become a god, died in the Meiji Shrine. Then, the kingdom of Kyushu fell and was occupied by an evil god.

Then, one of the Twelve Gods of Japan was inexplicably assassinated in the kingdom of God, and the assassin was actually tied to the authority of the mortal world.

Bonds are not ordinary human relationships.

It is a fate connection that goes far beyond ordinary emotions.

It could be submission, attachment, or family affection.

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, Feng Dielian was flown here for recuperation.

Feng Dielian 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 observed the scene before him and rubbed his chin. It was truly absurd. This twenty-meter-tall golden figure, transformed from the Incense Mountain Spirit, Daimyojin, was being held and gnawed by the childlike Asura spirit, which was just over ten meters tall. It was being gnawed until not a single piece of its body remained 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.

On Mount Fuji, only Fang Zuo and the remnant soul of Asura, which was already tens of meters tall, were left.

Fang Zuo's face was pale, with beads of sweat on his forehead.

The Nascent Soul in the body shrank a circle.

The process of copying the Asura's body was so concretized that Fang Zuo felt a little overwhelmed by the numerous textures of heaven and earth.

Fortunately, this is just the embodiment of the Ashura child, and also a remnant soul. The embodiment of the body is nothing more than the remains of an Ashura.

If he were an adult Asura, so many textures of heaven and earth would have burst Fang Zuo's Nascent Soul and exhausted his soul.

Just now.

The sound of a supersonic aircraft's sonic boom was heard in the distance.

Five F-35 fighter jets of the Japan Self-Defense Force took off from Ichigaya Air Base and arrived in a flash, a distance of only 100 kilometers.

The pilots in the fighter jets informed each other of the situation and kept a distance from the remnant soul of Asura.

Then each of them circled.

Five AIM-120 missiles were fired rapidly.

Boom boom boom.

The missile exploded with a huge flame on Ashura's body.

In an instant, several large holes were blasted into the body of Asura's remnant soul that had just materialized.

Fortunately, the power gained from devouring the mountain soul Damingshen and the gods quickly repaired his body.

The remnant soul of Asura opened his mouth and let go.

Silent, high-frequency sound waves attacked the electronic systems of five F-35 fighter jets.

However, attacks of this frequency have almost no effect on the F-35, which has certain electronic defenses.

The huge body of Asura's remnant soul waved its six arms, throwing out balls of black mist, trying to hit the F-35 flying and circling around him.

However, according to the speed of the F35, it can easily avoid the black fog with just a quick move.

Boom boom boom.

Five more AIM-120 missiles came over, blasting several big holes in Ashura's body.

Fang Zuo below gritted his teeth and tried to hold on to his spirit, imagining how this Asura body repaired its flesh.

but.

It was not his idea if the remains of the Ashura child were destroyed by these F35 fighter jets.

It will not achieve his goal.

Fang Zuo raised his eyebrows and removed the divine consciousness that was blocking the secrets of heaven.

at last.

The Nine Heavens Divine Thunder had already accumulated strength in the sky, but it just couldn't lock onto the target of the heavenly punishment.

Fang Zuoyi withdrew his spiritual thoughts, and thousands of white electric lights representing the ultimate energy, like thousands of dragons descending from the sky, gathered into a huge Nine Heavens Divine Thunder, with magnificent power and unstoppable momentum, striking down from the sky to the earth.

It chopped towards the remains of Ashura and five F-35 fighter jets.

(End of this chapter)