Both start in hell: but their talents are multiplied a hundredfold.

In Japan, evil spirits abound and ghosts and monsters roam freely.

This is what the Taoist priests of Longhu Mountain told Shen Jue.

However, after saying goodbye to flight attendant Lin Ya, Shen Jue got off the plane and exited Tokyo Airport.

What you see is a noisy spectacle of light and shadow.

The sweltering heat of the night made Tokyo feel as if it had been plunged into a pot of boiling oil.

Boiling and roaring, it emitted dazzling light and heat.

The sun has already set in Tokyo.

The place was bustling with noise, and the crowds jostled shoulder to shoulder formed a noisy sea.

The neon lights of Shinjuku, Shibuya, and Ginza lit up one after another, turning the night sky into a mesmerizing kaleidoscope of colors.

On the giant LED screen, the idol's smile and the product's logo played in a loop, the light so intense it almost swallowed up the shadows of pedestrians.

The moment the green light turned on at the intersection, thousands of pedestrians surged toward the center from all directions like a released tide, then quickly dispersed and merged into the streets and alleys on the other side, creating a suffocating sense of oppression.

The city was bustling, crowded, and hot, yet it possessed an irresistible charm that allowed Shen Jue to feel the city's never-ending pulse amidst this extreme liveliness.

Shen Jue raised his head, his gaze like a cold blade, piercing through the murky night sky above the city, stained by neon lights.

It was not pure darkness, but a living, viscous "existence".

The deathly aura and the malevolent spirits gathered together, forming huge and bloated black jellyfish that slowly pulsated and expanded high in the sky, invisible to ordinary people.

Their tentacles, those strands formed from countless resentments and despair, droop down, almost touching the spires of skyscrapers, enveloping the entire city in an invisible, malicious predatory net.

Beneath this eerie, gloomy sky, however, lies Tokyo's never-ending clamor.

The vibrant life within Tokyo contrasts sharply and eerily with the extreme gloom hanging in the night sky.

Shen Jue sighed silently. In the bustling metropolis of Tokyo, vultures circled overhead, waiting to devour carrion.

The clamor of voices is a hymn to evil spirits.

The flashing neon lights are the candlelight illuminating the altar of blood offerings.

Shen Jue is like the sun that suddenly bursts into Tokyo's grand banquet of death!

In fact, Shen Jue did not notify religious figures in various countries about this trip.

Shen Jue didn't want cultivators who could be considered a burden and an unstable factor to follow him around.

As he strolled slowly through the streets of Tokyo, Shen Jue sensed and discerned the evil spirits that existed within the city.

The neon lights of Shinjuku wove a hazy net of light before Shen Jue's eyes.

The damp, musty smell seeping from the cracks in the old walls, along with the jazz music that drifted from Kabukicho in the distance, fragmented by the walls, made Shen Jue squint.

The singing suddenly stopped.

Shen Jue stopped in his tracks. He heard the rustling sound of fabric behind him, like a snake slithering on dry leaves.

Shen Jue slowly turned around and saw a woman standing in the shadows five meters away.

The woman was wearing an old beige trench coat, her long hair reached her waist, and she wore a white medical mask on her face, revealing only her eyes.

His eyes were so black that there was no white in them, like two bottomless ancient wells, reflecting Shen Jue's smiling face.

The woman held a pair of silver scissors in her hand; the metal surface reflected the neon lights and gleamed coldly.

Am I pretty?

The woman's voice was very soft, like a snowflake falling on the eardrum, yet it possessed a strange penetrating power.

Shen Jue nodded in satisfaction.

This was no ordinary evil spirit; Shen Jue sensed a powerful yin energy within it.

That woman was the Slit-Mouthed Woman.

In Japanese folklore, the slit-mouthed woman with a mouth that splits to her ears usually wears a mask and asks passersby, "Am I pretty?"

If the answer is "pretty," the Slit-Mouthed Woman will remove her mask and ask, "Is this pretty too?"

If the person being questioned shows fear upon seeing the Slit-Mouthed Woman whose mouth is split open to her ears, the Slit-Mouthed Woman will become enraged, cut open the person's cheek with scissors, and kill them.

If you do not answer the Slit-Mouthed Woman's questions or give answers that displease her, you will also be killed.

The slit-mouthed woman in front of Shen Jue, according to Shen Jue's perception, was the very source of the slit-mouthed woman's curse.

"That's quite a nice gift for our first meeting," Shen Jue said with a smile.

"You ugly wretch who loves to ask so many questions."

"Are you thinking of getting a good beating from my charged punch?"

The Slit-Mouthed Woman's movements stopped. Her head tilted slightly to one side, and her lips under the mask seemed to be moving, emitting muffled whimpers.

But the next second, the Slit-Mouthed Woman suddenly laughed.

The laughter squeezed out from the gap in the mask, sharp as fingernails scraping across a blackboard.

The slit-mouthed woman suddenly raised her hand and ripped off her mask!

The slit-mouthed woman's face was split from the corner of her mouth to her earlobe, as if it had been ripped open by a blunt knife.

The skin and flesh at the wound site were rolled back, revealing pink gums and sharp teeth.

Scarlet saliva dripped down the crack, leaving blood-red spots on the cement floor.

The slit-mouthed woman's tongue twisted within the slit, like a dying snake.

"Die... Ugh!"

Shen Jue suddenly raised his hand, grabbed the slit-mouthed woman's head, and lifted it upwards!

The slit-mouthed woman, wearing high heels, brandished scissors and stabbed Shen Jue repeatedly!

The oppressive yin energy caused the surrounding temperature to drop below zero!

Ding!Ding!Ding!

The scissors struck Shen Jue's clothes!

Completely unharmed! Not even the hem of Shen Jue's clothes was torn!

The long, thin shadows slowly crawled along Shen Jue's clothes, like the subtle wriggling of a snake awakening from hibernation.

Immediately afterwards, the surface of the clothing began to twist and deform, as if it were being torn apart and reassembled from the inside by some invisible force.

Strands of golden-red Sun Power seeped from the cuffs and collar, condensing into scale-like patterns that shimmered in the moonlight.

That was the evil dragon that Shen Jue slew in the deepest part of the Jiangnan waters!

A monstrous dragon, formed from the golden-red power of the Great Sun, emerged from the gaps in Shen Jue's robes and coiled upwards.

The evil dragon's body is not a physical entity, but rather an interweaving of countless incantations from the Mahavairocana Sutra of Salvation.

The monstrous dragon's head emerged from the back of Shen Jue's neck. Its eyes were pupil-less, with only two flashing lights. The dragon's head was devoid of spirit and intelligence, yet its dragon face remained etched with fear.

It was as if the evil dragon had encountered a great terror before its death!

Shen Jue remained motionless and silent, having long been accustomed to the defensive capabilities of the evil dragon's clothing and magical artifacts.

Shen Jue pressed hard with his fingers, driving them deep into the slit-mouthed woman's skull!

At this moment, seeing that she could not harm Shen Jue, the scissors in the slit woman's hand shattered!

A scissor-like phantom, hundreds of meters long, emerged from the gloomy aura that resembled a canopy in the sky!

The scissors seemed like a fleeting bubble, but Shen Jue looked closely!

But what they saw was an enormous, illusory image of scissors! Every inch of it was composed of the wailing and screaming souls of humans!

"You monster!"

Shen Jue was furious!

A golden-red sun rose from behind Shen Jue's head!

A series of halos and miniature suns burst forth with unprecedented brilliance!

"go!"

Shen Jue roared! A golden-red sun of magical power shot straight into the sky, obliterating the hundreds-of-meters-long scissor-like phantom inch by inch!

That magical power shot straight into the sky! It burned a huge hole in the gloomy sky that covered the entire city of Tokyo!

The evil dragon that was coiled around Shen Jue raised its head, opened its mouth wide, and let out a silent roar!

The slit-mouthed woman in Shen Jue's hands struggled incessantly, but was powerless to break free!

The next second, the evil dragon's head emerged and bit the slit-mouthed woman's arm!