The Magic Lamp Ability: Starting with One Person in the Republic of China Era

The old Yin-Yang Master's senses were extremely sharp, and he met Zhou Ming's gaze directly.

"You little Chinese brat, your companions will be killed one by one by my shikigami," the old onmyoji said with a sinister smile, deliberately using Chinese.

"Is this guy trying to provoke me?" This thought suddenly popped into Zhou Ming's calm mind.

"How dare he?" This thought immediately popped into Zhou Ming's mind.

Then it dawned on him that the other party's information must be incomplete; otherwise, as an Onmyoji, they would never dare to provoke him like this.

Zhou Ming remained expressionless, but inwardly he burst into laughter. The grand feast had arrived.

"I'll just use your old shikigami to test the power of my Samadhi True Fire." At this moment, the red light on Zhou Ming's body subsided, and the second wave of Blood Fiend Talismans was completed in just two minutes and 46 seconds.

Blood Soul appeared in his hand, and after grabbing it, cyan and red light burst from his body.

The crimson and cyan armor took shape, and the Green Dragon Crescent Blade in his hand bore streaks of blood.

The Red Hare, surrounded by a red glow like flames, galloped forward at an incredible speed.

The old Yin-Yang Master, seeing this scene, secretly revealed a sinister smile, having been waiting for the opponent to be alone in the battle.

Three slightly different paper figures on his body stopped in front of his chest.

Two paper figures, one red and one green, are depicted on the left and right, respectively, and are so lifelike that they look like real hellish demons.

With two horns on its head and an iron rod in its hand, it looks like it possesses immense strength.

The paper figure in the middle is completely black, and looks like a combination of a spider and a crab, but with a bull's head.

Zhou Ming moved with incredible speed, covering less than 50 meters in the blink of an eye, and his Green Dragon Crescent Blade burst forth with a red light.

A faint dragon roar could be heard, its might and malevolent aura shaking the entire area.

The crimson blade light, like a giant dragon, opened its blood-red maw and bit at the old Yin-Yang Master.

"Hmph!" The old Yin-Yang Master sneered, and two paper figures, one red and one green, flashed with light.

Two great demons appeared in front of the barrier, holding huge spiked clubs, blocking the blood-red dragon head's blade light.

"Ding!" The crisp sound was very loud, echoing all around, and even suppressing the sound of artillery fire to some extent.

The two great demons remained completely still, blocking the blood-red dragon head's blade light.

Zhou Ming remained calm, even though the auras of these two powerful demons were stronger than his usual strength.

Then, a terrifying monster appeared, whose power was so great that even in its most powerful state, it might not be a match for the opponent.

But this did not shake Zhou Ming's emotions, because these things were all shikigami.

A thick, poisonous mist emanated from the mouth of a giant bull-headed demon, nearly three meters tall, eight or nine meters wide, and over ten meters long, radiating terrifying demonic energy.

This shikigami is even stronger than Nomura Jiichi.

"As expected of a greenhorn, he jumped right into the trap after just a couple of provocations." The old Yin-Yang Master stood inside the barrier with a smug grin on his face.

"A trap? That's not necessarily true." Zhou Ming slowed down and approached the other party little by little.

"How ugly! Even at this point, they're still deceiving themselves. This is what all Chinese people are like." As the old Yin-Yang Master spoke, his hand gestures changed, and the black paper figure in the center began to glow.

The bull demon behind him had greedy eyes. It smelled a fragrance on Zhou Ming, a fragrance that made its mouth water.

"Mortal, let me taste you!" The bull demon lunged at Zhou Ming with a greedy look on his face.

Zhou Ming sneered as he channeled his Samadhi True Fire into the lamp, causing a transparent, glassy flame to erupt from his hand.

"You piece of trash, let me taste your flavor too!" Zhou Ming roared, turning around and swinging his knife.

Large swathes of Samadhi True Fire surged forth, and black mist, like seawater, erupted from the Bull Demon's body. As a sea monster, it was not afraid of ordinary flames.

Its greed made it ignore the difference in the flames, and it was lured by the aroma, wanting nothing more than to devour Zhou Ming.

The next moment, it paid the price for its greed.

"Ah!" The moment the bull demon came into contact with the flames, it screamed in agony, completely disregarding its charging stance, and rolled on the ground.

"It hurts so much! It hurts so much! What is this?! Damn brat, I'm going to kill you..." the bull demon roared and rolled around in pain.

Flames followed the bull demon's body, instantly engulfing it. A huge pillar of fire, over ten meters tall, rolled on the ground, looking terrifying.

Zhou Ming moved with incredible speed, like a fire knight, stepping on the azure flames, and instantly rushed towards the two great demons.

The two demons, who were originally intimidated by the bull demon's aura, could only look at Zhou Ming with greedy eyes, eager to make their move.

Unexpectedly, the other side rushed over. Their simple thinking led them to ignore the suffering bull demon and charge forward with their big clubs.

"You're asking for death!" Zhou Ming charged forward like a fire dragon in an instant.

The two great demons of Prajna immediately wailed and turned into torches.

The old Yin-Yang Master's smug smile hadn't even faded when he was startled by this sudden change, his face contorting in shock.

Chapter 77 The Scorched Shikigami

"How could this be? What kind of flame is this?" the old Onmyoji shouted in horror.

He had never seen such terrifying flames, and even the shikigami was suffering so much from the burning.

Zhou Ming sneered. The other party definitely hadn't received intelligence from the Marine Corps Command, otherwise they would have known about the flames he controlled.

"Hiding your abilities has really proven effective, allowing me to catch a powerful old fellow like you and deliver yourself to my doorstep," Zhou Ming said with a sneer as he rode Red Hare in front of the barrier.

The old Onmyoji's face was extremely ugly. These three shikigami were no ordinary items; they were completely different from those hastily produced products.

The main reason why there are so many Onmyoji in the military is that the Onmyoji tradition has undergone a reform, creating a more standardized way of producing Shikigami than the original tradition.

From the original method of subduing powerful demons and monsters to cultivate them into shikigami, a new method was created that combines weak spirits and monsters to form a weakened version of demons and monsters as shikigami.

For example, there is a corresponding standard version of the Great Demon of Prajna, which is made by using vengeful spirits filled with resentment, fighting and dying, and combining them with some materials to create the corresponding Great Demon.

The resulting demon is a completely weakened version, with a lower growth potential than the original and no ability to inherit its traits.

However, it lowered the barrier to entry, creating more Onmyoji.

The main reason for this situation is that with the industrialization of the island, the birth of demons and monsters has become increasingly rare, especially those powerful ones, which have almost disappeared.

Left with no other choice, they could only create this version formed by the fusion of weak little ghosts. Although it lowered the upper limit of inheritance, at least it was passed down.

"Ding!" A crisp sound rang out from the barrier.

The Green Dragon Crescent Blade struck the barrier as if it had struck the old Yin-Yang Master's heart, making his heart skip a beat.

“Zhou Ming, you are indeed more powerful than I expected.” The old Onmyoji suddenly calmed down and then said with a sneer, “But you should look back. Your companions won’t last long under the siege of the shikigami.”

“Kill you, and those shikigami will naturally disappear,” Zhou Ming said coldly.

"And who told you that my companion couldn't hold on?"

Seeing Zhou Ming, whose resolve remained unshaken, wielding his greatsword and glaring menacingly at him, the Onmyoji felt a surge of resentment.

Behind them, Kamo Shinroku and Takeshita Akira, knowing they held the Blood Soul, protected Zhang San and Liu Yan, while the Electromagnetic Cannon led the Rangers closely following Wang Wen.

All three are subordinates with the means to annihilate shikigami: Blood Soul attacks the soul, and Electromagnetic Cannon uses Divine Lightning Technique.

As for the others, Zhou Ming had an idea when he saw so many shikigami.

Use them as a sieve to clean up all the mediocre ghost soldiers and card minions around you.

Koike-kun held the Blood Soul in his hand, and Koji Koga, the stone golem, followed behind him, letting out a slight sigh of relief.

The others fared much worse. Hell's red beam had just destroyed one flying head barbarian when he was immediately targeted by three more.

Three red flying barbarians, their mouths agape and spewing black smoke, landed on him.

He felt a burning sensation in Hell, and the fear of death caused his mind to erupt.

"Die!" Hell roared in Japanese, and the Hell Ray in his hand split into three beams that struck the three flying barbarians.

However, the damage was much lower, making it impossible to instantly kill the target; instead, the victim was burned to death.

The bomb on the other side, seeing this scene, was startled. In that moment of distraction, a huge claw instantly ripped off its head.

The old Yin-Yang Master, who was far away, saw this scene and then looked at Zhou Ming, who was expressionless and very cold.

"You truly live up to your title of Blood Demon. So ruthless and heartless, you don't even care about the lives of your own subordinates." The old Yin-Yang Master tried to relax Zhou Ming's guard with his words.

Secretly, he kept making hand seals, trying to calm the three paper figures in his hands and block the damage coming from the other side, while trying to control the three shikigami to get rid of that special flame.

"Clang!" Zhou Ming slashed at the barrier again, looked at the old Yin-Yang Master and smiled mockingly, saying, "It seems you old fellow have misunderstood something. Those are not my subordinates, but puppets that I trained using you Japanese barbarians."

Seeing the old Yin-Yang Master's face darken, Zhou Ming suppressed his smile and said, "You waited so long, but no one came to rescue you. It seems you're scared of me."

"Trying to confuse me? You're still too green." The old Yin-Yang Master retorted sharply, but inwardly he was already panicking.

Zhou Ming sneered, and a translucent, azure-colored flame erupted from his hand, instantly engulfing the entire Azure Dragon Crescent Blade.

The crimson blood energy erupted, and the three fused together, instantly transforming into a burning dragon head blade of light.

A powerful aura of malevolence erupted, and the burning dragon-headed blade crashed headlong into the barrier.

"boom!"

The barrier shook violently, and a crisp sound rang out.

"Crack!"

The four middle-aged and the old Onmyoji all had their pupils shrink and their faces showed horror.

As Onmyoji, their main abilities lie in magic and shikigami. If an enemy gets close, their chances of survival are slim.

Moreover, they were no match for this ferocious fellow in close combat.

An even more terrifying scene unfolded: the glass flames on the dragon's head drilled into the crack in the barrier, instantly halting the healing process and igniting a fierce fire.

"Crack! Crack! Crack!" Like a chain reaction, before the five Onmyoji could even react, the cracks spread rapidly.

The azure-colored Samadhi True Fire plunged directly into the crack, compressing and gushing forth to instantly fill the entire space within the barrier.

"Ah!" The four Onmyoji were sprayed with Samadhi True Fire and screamed in agony.

His essence, energy, and spirit were all burned, and even through the connection of spirit, the burning directly spread to the dozens of shikigami in the distance.

The outer barrier collapsed directly, turning into wisps of blue light and dissipating, exposing the old Yin-Yang Master directly to Zhou Ming.

The crimson dragon shadow that emerged from the Azure Dragon Crescent Blade instantly rushed towards the old Yin-Yang Master.

The old Onmyoji was extremely frustrated at this moment. All his skills were focused on the shikigami, but now the shikigami was being burned to the point of unbearable pain and was completely out of control.