Binding to the nation's destiny: Start by choosing the underworld, where a hundred ghosts parad

Then he inserted a black key into his round body.

He sneakily used his magic to survey the area around the castle.

moment.

That demonic aura reappeared.

Countless demons fled swiftly through the black mist.

They were afraid that if they accidentally touched that power, they would be completely torn apart.

After confirming that there were no other living beings around,

The little girl clapped her hands greedily and contentedly.

"Clever as I am, I figured out a solution right away, hehe~"

She proudly pouted her little nose, and her figure began to dissipate like bubbles.

"I'm going to get my soul fragment back right now!!"

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[Mysterious Gem: A gem whose function is unknown.]

【property:????】

Li Mo picked up the gemstone from the ground.

This was the first time he had ever seen an item like this without any description.

However, since it was dropped by that demon king, it probably wouldn't be an ordinary item.

He casually put it into his inventory.

"Evil...demon!!!"

Suddenly, a slightly frightened voice rang out in the palace.

Li Mo turned around slightly.

All I could see was...

A man holding a Japanese sword looked at him, trembling all over.

Beads of sweat the size of a straw hat kept dripping from his forehead.

His jaw was chattering.

His veins bulged, and his eyes were bloodshot and menacing.

It was as if I had seen something terrifying.

Seeing this scene.

The viewers in the live stream who had been eagerly anticipating the meeting between the two couldn't help but chuckle.

"Wow, this is the spirit of the samurai! I've seen it all!"

"False samurai, I am invincible; true samurai, you are a demon, stay away!"

"Surely not? You're this scared just from looking at Master Mo?"

"Yeah, I'm wondering the same thing. They should have never seen Master Mo before, so how did they recognize him?"

They were right; Miyamoto had indeed never met Li Mo.

The reason for his fear is not at all what netizens think.

They were terrified because they had guessed Li Mo's identity.

The unlucky Miyamoto was so frightened by the carnivorous vulture that he ran away in a panic.

They fled into the palace, but were almost terrified by the horrific scene inside.

I finally mustered up the courage to explore further.

Nothing unexpected happened along the way, which finally calmed his fragile heart.

Just when I was about to relax, something unexpected happened...

An indescribable sense of fear instantly welled up in his heart.

That kind of fear transcends the terror that humans feel for their survival instinct.

It's that kind of domineering attitude where even knowing certain death is inevitable, the courage to escape, or rather, the hope of living, is completely erased.

In Miyamoto's eyes.

Li Mo appeared as if he were wearing a black dragon robe, high above everyone else.

Countless evil spirits prostrated themselves at his feet, kneeling in worship.

A dark dragon coiled behind him, its roar like a nightmare.

Tens of millions of lives died at his hands, and the cycle of reincarnation was unstoppable.

He was simply standing in front of himself.

That indescribable fear shattered Miyamoto's fragile heart, which he had just managed to repair.

"Demon!! You're a demon!!!"

He roared hoarsely, his emotional system beginning to break down from the immense fear.

It is difficult to distinguish between fear and anger.

"A Japanese?" Li Mo looked calmly at the eccentric Miyamoto in front of him.

I have absolutely no interest in him.

He turned and headed out of the palace.

Da Da Da~

Li Mo's footsteps were incredibly crisp in the palace, each step seeming to resonate in Miyamoto's heart.

As Li Mo drew closer.

*Thud!*

Miyamoto was so frightened that he sat down on the ground.

Li Mo didn't even glance at him, his white robes standing out conspicuously in the black palace.

So high and mighty, like a god.

He walked straight past Miyamoto.

A person sat on the ground, trembling all over.

One person is aloof, proud, and detached from the world.

The stark contrast in an instant drove countless netizens in China wild.

"Holy crap!! Did you take a screenshot?! Did you take a screenshot?!"

"What a memorable scene!! Holy crap!! My first day as a fan of Mo Ye's looks!"

"That was so cool!! I've watched countless movies over the years, and I've never seen such a cool scene before!"

"Hey Mo Ye YYDS, can someone upstairs give me a link?!"

The people of Daxia were frantically taking screenshots of this scene within seconds.

A photo titled "Gods and Ants" quickly went viral online.

It topped the global browsing charts within minutes.

Meanwhile, the Japanese people, relegated to the background, were furious.

I can't wait to jump into the game right now and kill Miyamoto.

It's better to die at the hands of one's own people than to lose face in front of the whole world.

Fusang Kendo Hall.

An elderly man with white hair watched Miyamoto in the live stream with a calm expression, but his eyes held a hint of expectation.

Unlike those furious laymen, he, who had been devoted to the sword for decades, saw something that ordinary people could not see.

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Thank you to the little girl who didn't even realize it for the 1,000 VIP points!

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Chapter 42: If I were a demon, who could harm me! (Requesting data)

"Go against the current when you're at your lowest point!"

"Blooming brilliantly from the mud!"

"This is Miyamoto's Swordsmanship!"

As he finished speaking...

In the live broadcast, Miyamoto actually stood up from the ground.

He held the katana in one hand.

His whole body was trembling constantly.

But the hands that gripped the knife were unwavering.

Overwhelmed by extreme fear, Miyamoto's mind had already collapsed.

What sustains him at this moment is the expectation and anger of countless Japanese people.

His whole body trembled, gripping the knife in one hand.

A sharp, incomparably piercing force that soars straight into the heavens.

Click click click!

Wherever the blade passed, a series of clanging sounds rang out.

"Holy crap!! These Japanese people who were living a comfortable life are about to transform??"