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Suddenly, a round of applause rang out.

The group of good-for-nothings were stunned for a moment, and then someone started clapping, and suddenly the applause was thunderous.

Yamabuki Hanajin walked down from the door with a smile: "I really overestimated you. Although the Central 46 is a bunch of useless people, at least they won't cause trouble when it matters. As for you, you're not even as good as useless people."

Chapter 913 (Main Text 916) Yamabuki Flower Ashes: Guess why the Central 46 Bureau is gone?

The old men's faces immediately turned very ugly.

"Who are you? Where are you a sorcerer from? Why haven't I seen you before? Do you know where you are? Get out of here right now, or don't blame us for being impolite."

Yamabuki Hanajin reached out and pressed down slightly: "Quiet down, quiet down. Let me introduce myself first. My name is Aizen Sousuke, an insignificant little Shinigami. The reason I am here is because... your lives have come to an end."

"How dare you! Security! Security! Throw him out of here!"

puff!

As a result, the old man who called the security guard's head exploded, and red watermelon pulp flew all over the ground.

In an instant, the entire venue fell into dead silence.

"I've already introduced myself. I'm Death, the one who sends you on your way. Do you have any last words? I'm a kind person, so I'll give you thirty seconds to leave your message. Now, let's begin!" Yamabuki Hanajin placed an hourglass on the table.

These old guys, no matter what, come from families of sorcerers, and they all have some skill of their own.

In an instant, everyone was ready to stand up and resist.

Yamabuki Hanajin looked at the group of old men in front of her.

Using skills against them is giving them far too much credit.

Against these useless people, spiritual pressure alone is enough.

In an instant, an immense, indescribable pressure erupted from Yamabuki Hanajin.

The people closest to him were crushed into mincemeat.

What followed was a whole bunch of random and unfamiliar spells.

However, these spells completely dissipated before they even got close to Yamabuki Hanajin.

One by one, the high-ranking members of the sorcery faction were eliminated.

Yamabuki Hanajin sat in the middle chair, quietly watching their panicked expressions.

At this point, someone remembered to run.

But before he could even reach the door, his body was crushed into a pulp by spiritual pressure.

Some people realized what was happening and immediately knelt down to beg for mercy.

However, once their heads hit the ground, they can never lift them again, while you are crushed by spiritual pressure.

A moment later, the whole world fell silent.

Gojo Satoru said: One cannot change one's constitution simply by killing.

Yamabuki Hanajin laughed at him for not understanding history.

The five surnames and seven prominent families once held the same view.

We have money, food, land, knowledge, and prestige.

There is nothing in this world that we cannot obtain; we should take control of this world.

Huang Chao: Go on, I'm listening.

Every system exists in relation to people; once people are gone, the corresponding system will naturally collapse.

Having easily eliminated these high-ranking sorcerers, Yamabuki Hanajiki has already set her sights on her next target.

Zen home.

The only good person in the entire Zen-in family of the previous generation is the old man who participated in the Shibuya Incident, and is also the current head of the Zen-in family.

The rest of the group can be packed up and thrown into the trash heap.

No need for garbage sorting.

It has absolutely no value.

Take, for example, the father of the sisters, Zenin Maki and Zenin Mai.

He blamed his two daughters for not becoming the head of the family, believing that one of them was too incompetent and that because they were girls, he was not elected as the clan leader due to various factors.

After the Shibuya Incident, he brought his two daughters home and beat Zenji Shin'i to death.

The reason is simple: to vent my anger.

It's because he didn't become the clan leader.

Zenin Maki is also completely awakened by her sister's death, and she utterly destroys the entire Zenin family.

Don't worry, I'll help you.

Yamabuki Hanakami took out her phone and called Gojo Satoru.

"Five steps? Let me ask you something. What's the exact address of the Zen-in family? You should know, right?" Yamabuki Hanajin asked.

Gojo Satoru: "Why are you suddenly asking about Zen temples?"

Yamabuki Hanajin: "I just slaughtered your high-ranking sorcerers. Since I'm already here, I might as well slaughter the Zen family too. Here's the address."

Gojo Satoru: "What a great deal! I'll send you the address, but don't hold back. I'll also send you the Kamo family's address; if you want, kill them all off too, none of them are good people. I originally thought I was the only one who wanted to do this, but I didn't expect you to be even more ruthless than me. And it's perfect that you, an outsider, are doing it!"

"What about Shibuya..."

"Don't worry, leave things here to me. You don't need to worry at all." Gojo Satoru smiled, showing no sign of nervousness whatsoever.

There is only one person in the whole world who can hurt me, but now we are on the same side.

Cool!

After hanging up the phone, Yamabuki Hanakami quickly received the addresses of both Kamo and Zenin.

It wouldn't even take five minutes for me to get there myself.

As for how to get there! Of course, you fly there, or else you can take a taxi, right?

The joke about turning fighting spirit into a horse was enough once, why do we have to do it a second time?

At that moment, Zenji Naoya was in his room.

He is the son of the current head of the family, and his father is currently working hard in Shibuya.

"If only the old man would just die like this, I could rightfully succeed him as head of the family." Zenin Naoya chuckled as he wished his father would die soon.

Of course, his position wasn't entirely secure either.

He also has two uncles who have always coveted the position of head of the family.

This had been a constant headache for him, but he couldn't go too far in his actions; as long as his father was still alive, no one dared to make the first move.

Although my two uncles are somewhat capable, their children...

The three brothers had a total of four direct descendants.

They are Zenin Naoya, who is simply the worst of the worst. He has been bullying his two cousins, Zenin Mai and Zenin Maki, since they were young.

Neither of them had much talent in sorcery.

Zenji Naoya, of course, considered himself a genius, and often made vulgar remarks, criticizing his two cousins.

The second one is Zen-in-Shen-er, who was the first Heavenly Tyrant.

As long as they cling to a powerful figure, the Zen family can continue to prosper.

However, the situation with Heaven and Curse is different. Both generations of Heaven and Tyrant have no curse power in their bodies. Instead, their physical strength is greatly enhanced.

Zen Buddhist families do not recognize this ability.

They believed that as long as sorcerers practiced diligently and strengthened their bodies with their sorcery, they could easily reach that level.

Therefore, neither Zenin Jinji nor Zenin Maki were valued by this family.

But Zenji Naoya had seen Zenji once when he was young.

That feeling... was like facing death head-on.

He still can't forget that chilling sense of oppression.

The last one is Zenin Shin'i, who was created as a pendant for her older sister.

It was also Zenin Maki's last lingering attachment to this world.

"You actually curse your own father to die? You really are a filial son." An old voice came from behind.

Zenji Naoya turned around and exclaimed, "Oh dear, it's my second uncle!"

Chapter 914 (Main Text 917) The Zen Temple Family is Completely Annihilated

Zenji Naoya raised his eyebrows slightly, turned around and saw that the speaker was none other than his uncle, Zenji Sen.

He is the father of Zenin Maki and Zenin Mai.

"Uncle, how can you say that? Don't you also want that old man to die? Of course, even if he dies, the position of head of the family won't be yours. There's nothing I can do, who told you to give birth to two useless daughters?" Zenin Naoya knew how to argue, and kicked the cripple's good leg hard.

The Zen temple's fan-shaped fan turned ashen-faced.

He always believed that his two daughters were a burden to him.

This is why he can no longer be the head of the family.

I never expected that this brat would specifically bring this up.

A man who looked very burly was standing at the door. He was Zenji Shinichi, the biological older brother of Ten-yu Tyrant Zenji.

If the old man dies in this great battle, the position of family head will be chosen from among the three of them.

They were all secretly hoping that Old Deng would quickly release a lot of gold coins.

"Alright, can you two leave my room? Even elders can't just come in like that." Zenin Naoya frowned.

Just as Zenin Sen and Zenin Jinichi were about to leave, they suddenly stopped in their tracks, and cold sweat began to slowly trickle down their faces.

Zenji Naoya's initially playful gaze gradually turned serious.

"What is this?"

"Pfft!"

A passing guard suddenly collapsed to the ground, unconscious.

Zenji Naoya could clearly see his hands trembling incessantly.

Something incredibly terrifying is coming.

"boom!!!"

The gate to the Zen temple was shattered in an instant, and a man walked in with elegance.

"Good evening, everyone." Yamabuki Hanajin looked at the people in front of him with a smile.

Zenji Naoya immediately strode over, a smile on his face: "Excuse me... who are you..."

"boom!"

His head exploded, and his brains flew everywhere.

"I'm looking for Zenin Naoya. Does anyone know Zenin Naoya?" Yamabuki Kajin asked with a smile as she looked at the people in the courtyard.

Zenjiro's finger trembled as he pointed at Zenjiro Naoya, who had no head.

Yamabuki Hanajin: ...

"Never mind, the final result is the same anyway. I am a Grim Reaper, here to send us on our way. Who's next? Hurry up, I'm in a hurry." Yamabuki Hanajin waved his hand casually.

Anyone want to fight back? You're allowed to gang up on them.

"Wait a minute, we shouldn't know each other, right? Why are you suddenly targeting our Zen-in family? Who exactly are you?" Zen-in Fan nervously gripped the hilt of his sword.

"If I had to say, I'd say I'm a friend of Zenin Maki. Of course, we've only met once, and we're not really that close." Yamabuki Hanajin slowly raised a finger: "Don't say I'm heartless. I'll give you a chance. If you can withstand one of my attacks, I'll spare your lives."

Hearing what Yamabuki Hanajin said, those who were still alive saw hope for survival.

No matter how powerful you are, you are only one person. No matter how powerful your move is, it's impossible for you to send our entire Zen temple flying.

"I heard you blame all your misfortunes on your daughter? That's the funniest joke I've ever heard. Just for that, I'm going to unleash a skill." Yamabuki Hanajin pointed lightly to the sky: "Hado #90, Black Coffin."