System, Don’t Worry! The Spiritual Energy Has Really Not Recovered!

The moment Tsuchimikado Hoshiko died.

In the ancestral hall of the Tsuchimikado family far away in Kyoto, among the high platforms enshrining the tablets of the Great Onmyoji, the top tablet suddenly bloomed with a magnificent light.

Among the tablets, a figure suddenly opened his eyes.

"Has it been more than a thousand years? In this era, the bloodline of my Tsuchimikado family...has become extinct?!"

"Who did it! In a thousand years, has this world forgotten the terror of me, Abe Seimei?"

A spirit body wearing a yin-yang robe floated out from the tablet.

Suddenly, the remaining tablets began to tremble violently.

Waves of terrifying aura then poured into the pale figure.

"Do all the onmyojis of our Tsuchimikado family have only this kind of power? No, no! It's still not enough!"

"Then we can only launch the Taishan Mansion Lord Sacrifice, and use the creatures of Heianjing as sacrifices... This time, let's choose one million people!"

"I, Abe Seimei, always keep a cautious attitude when doing things, so let's leave a population of 500,000 to this city!"

boom! !

Qingming's spirit body instantly rushed into the sky.

Under the clear blue sky of Kyoto, he stretched his body.

"Come! Life and blood! Condensate my body!"

He quickly formed seals with his hands.

"I sincerely invite the Lord of Taishan Mansion, the gods of the underworld, Su Sheng Boya, to be as urgent as the law!"

boom!

The entire Kyoto was suddenly shrouded in a terrifying force, including office workers walking on the street.

Housewives cooking at home, children coming home from school, and all kinds of people.

In an instant, they all collapsed on the ground.

Two-thirds of the entire population of Kyoto fell, and streams of blood gushed out from their Tianling Gai.

They gathered towards the figure in the sky above the Tsuchimikado family.

"This is... Taishan Mansion Jun Festival! Is it Qingming?"

Kyoto, a small town, Ukiyoe Town.

In the courtyard, an old and thin figure suddenly raised his head in shock.

He put down the teacup in his hand with a look of disbelief on his face.

"Old man!"

"Hey! Old man!"

Another handsome, tall, silver-haired young man with a sword on his shoulders rushed into the room.

"You feel it too? Sandaime?"

The old man put down his tea cup and glanced at him.

"How could you not feel it! This aura has enveloped the entire Kyoto!"

"Someone is using Kyoto's life sacrifice to activate the Great Onmyoji, Taishan Prefecture Lord Sacrifice!"

The bright silver-haired young man known as the Sandaime said loudly.

"It's Seimei. I didn't expect that Seimei never died! He actually wanted to use the lives of millions of people in Kyoto to condense a body! Is this Seimei's plan all along!"

The face of the first generation of Slippery Ghost was extremely ugly.

"Qingming has understood the most advanced art of yin and yang reincarnation among the yin and yang arts! He will live a second life in this era of spiritual energy recovery!"

"It's a pity that I am old and can no longer compete with Seimei who has lived in the second life. Sandaime, this task is left to you!"

"In this era, you are the leader of all Sakura monsters, and you are the master of demons and monsters! You have the obligation to stop Seimei!"

The slippery ghost generation said with a serious look.

"Old man, don't worry! I won't let him mess around! Abe Seimei, a character who should live in the history books, then go back!"

The Sandaime swung the Odachi in his hand like a baseball bat.

"Old man! I'm going! I am the master of demons and monsters of this generation!"

Uh-huh!

The Sandaime put one hand in the open lapel of his clothes and smiled softly.

The figure suddenly turned into cherry blossom petals falling from the sky and disappeared from the place.

At this time, it was far away in China.

"It's strange. The small island to the east has repeatedly erupted with powerful aura. The terrifying aura just now was enough to amaze me. Now someone is actually launching a blood sacrifice technique on a scale of millions of people?"

In the sky over China, the five great powers stand side by side.

Jian Mingda Neng showed doubts on his face.

Why is there so much shit happening on this small island?

I have to say, his curiosity was really aroused.

"Something's wrong, this aura...why does it look so like the blood sacrifice method in my Xuantian Dao Sutra?"

The powerful Tianxuan frowned.

"It's impossible. Only you descendants of Xuantian Ancient Sage are qualified to practice the Xuantian Taoist Scripture. It should be impossible for anyone in this world to know it."

Qingxiao Dangneng showed doubts on his face.

"uncertain."

Great Master Tianxuan frowned.

"A thousand years ago, our Xuantian Holy Land had a very talented disciple. He secretly learned the Holy Land's supreme scripture, the Xuantian Dao Jing."

"After being discovered by Senior Brother Holy Lord, his cultivation was abolished and he was expelled from the Holy Land! He lives in the secular world. If I guess correctly... it is very likely that he is the abandoned disciple!"

Great Neng Tianxuan narrowed his eyes and guessed.

"What's the name of your traitor?"

Jian Ming asked.

"He has a very strange name called...Abe Seimei!"

Suddenly, all five people fell silent.

"Why don't you go and have a look?"

"Yes! Go and have a look, Tian Xuan, if you are really a traitor to Xuantian Holy Land, this time you use blood sacrifice to refine living beings in the secular world, you will be burdened with great cause and effect, and you, Xuantian, will bear this share of cause and effect. The Holy Land is also involved!"

"If someone in your Xuantian Holy Land wants to overcome the heavenly tribulation and break through to the realm of true immortals in the future, the catastrophe of cause and effect will come at that moment."

Several powerful people said one after another.

"Okay, that's fine, let's go! Let's take a look!"

boom!

Tianxuan Mighty waved his sleeves.

The huge golden wheel suddenly disappeared over China.

At this time, as Abe Seimei absorbed the vast amount of blood, the fleshy bodies of countless people in Kyoto became charred and emaciated.

Turned into withered bones.

But Qingming's physical body became more and more solid.

"What a rich blood. In this life, I may be able to surpass my previous heights and reach a higher level!"

Qingming's face showed surprise.

He always remembered the days of practicing in the Immortal Sect.

The founder of Onmyoji in Sakura Kingdom and the ancestor of Onmyoji were in the Immortal Sect known as Xuantian Holy Land.

He is just a weak ant that cannot be more weak.

Even though he later became a master of Onmyoji, his strength was almost invincible in the secular world.

But in that immortal sect, there are still countless people who can kill him with just one slap.

"When my cultivation is complete, I will definitely conquer China in the west! The inheritance of this ancient country is so profound! I only read one or two tenths of the Xuantian Dao Sutra and created the powerful Yin and Yang technique."

"If we could master them all, wouldn't we be able to become the immortals who are said to be high in the nine heavens and have endless longevity in Chinese legends?"

Abe Seimei's eyes flashed with deep desire.