Look carefully, this is how realm is used!

Without a support point, the Chi fell into a pool of blood, its bright eyes lost their luster, and its whole body was motionless.

At this time, the severely injured Fujisaki Hiroto struggled tenaciously, rolled to the side, and then called for support with the Word Leaf.

"Shape ghost! Fighting ghost! Power ghost!"

Fujisaki Hiroto didn't stop, he wanted to run away without even looking back.

He didn't say he knew the realm of using divine weapons like the back of his hand, but at least he was familiar with it.

But the so-called realm of Shen Fuyuan was like a tornado that tore apart Fujisaki Hiroto's views.

"Don't run away, go down and accompany your artifact."

Shen Fuyuan rushed straight ahead, passing through the wall of the face demon like a ghost passing through a wall.

There was no so-called chase. Fujisaki Hiroto was seriously injured and quickly caught up with Shenfu Yuan with a flying kick.

Fujisaki Hiroto fell heavily to the ground, leaving a clear trail of dust that stretched for dozens of meters before stopping.

When Shen Fuyuan came in front of him, Fujisaki Hiroto was in a state of embarrassment and the positions of both sides changed.

It was Fujisaki Hiroto's turn to be on the verge of death, and Shen Fuyuan reaped the fruits of victory.

After several rotations, the Word Leaf and the notebook finally returned to Shen Fuyuan's hands.

“Ahem—poof!”

Fujisaki Hiroto coughed up a pool of blood. Not only did he have a hole in his waist, but his cervical vertebrae also seemed to be broken by a kick, and his physical condition became a mess.

The black monk's robe had become somewhat tattered, stained with dirt and weeds, and his hair and cheeks were covered in dust.

Things are unpredictable and the war situation changes rapidly. In the blink of an eye, Fujisaki Hiroto was defeated.

He lost, completely.

The artifact Chi is gone, Yan Zhiye is gone too, he is definitely going to die, and the chances of a comeback are very slim.

Shen Fuyuan has the realm as a bargaining chip, but Fujisaki Hiroto seems to have nothing.

"You...want to kill me?"

With difficulty opening his eyes and a taste of rust in his mouth, Fujisaki Hiroto spoke.

"Isn't this a matter of course?"

Holding the Good Words Leaf and the notebook in one hand, he raised his other hand and made a fist again, answering the Divine Talisman Edge in the middle.

"If I kill... ahem! If I kill me, Yato won't survive either."

"Why do you think a nameless god like Yato can live for so long? Isn't it because there are living people who keep remembering him?"

After coughing a few times, Fujisaki Hiroto calmed down a little and spoke more fluently.

"Are you trying to say that you are the biggest contributor to Yato's safe and sound life?"

Shen Fuyuan clenched his fist and said expressionlessly.

"My mind works really fast, because I am his father. A child without a guardian can easily die halfway through his growth."

Fujisaki Hiroto forced a smile, but it was obviously not a good look.

Shen Fuyuan didn't reply immediately, but kicked Fujisaki Hiroto, and the sound of broken bones was heard.

"Well!"

Fujisaki Hiroto did not scream, but just gritted his teeth and groaned.

"Don't be so self-righteous. This world is full of exceptions. You are one, and so am I."

I had guessed about the fate of the divine talisman, but now I accept this matter calmly.

"Do you want to replace me?"

"Impossible. Even though I can't figure out your true form, you're not a normal person."

Fujisaki Hiroto laughed.

"I didn't mean to replace you. It was someone else who replaced you, and there was more than one person."

"As long as you use your realm, there's nothing you can't do. Just like how I escaped death and pinned you to the ground."

Shen Fuyuan pointed at himself and said calmly.

Well, the reality is not as easy as it seems.

The state of mind used when one's life is hanging by a thread is not to separate the demonic side. If you do that simply, Shen Fuyuan will still die.

With Fujisaki Hiroto watching closely beside him, it was not easy to fight or run away given his injuries.

When it comes to a life-or-death moment, Shen Fuyuan will not be afraid and will directly bet bigger.

If you succeed, everything will be easy; if you fail, the result remains unchanged.

By combining the two sides of the demon and the divine weapon, they can be fused through the reversal of realms to achieve theoretical evolution.

As for why it is a theory, it is because Shen Fuyuan has never put it into practice. If he was not in imminent danger, he would never have such a crazy idea.

If you dare to stuff anything into your body, you are dancing on the edge of a knife and you may lose your life if you are not careful.

As it turns out, Shen Fuyuan's luck is both bad and good.

The bad thing is that he was almost killed by Fujisaki Hiroto, but the good thing is that his realm made Shen Fuyuan turn a disaster into a blessing.

"Always prepare for the worst, otherwise you won't be able to bear the cruelty of reality."

Fujisaki Hiroto was silent for a moment and tried to persuade the other party again, saying that who would want to die if they could live.

Fujisaki Hiroto and Shenfuyuan share the same desire to survive. In the face of true death, everything is equal.

"You know nothing about the power of realm."

"And I will never be at peace until you die!"

After Shen Fuyuan finished speaking, he struck with his fist that had been accumulating power for a long time.

"boom--!"

Fujisaki Hiroto's head exploded, blood and brain matter splattered everywhere, and his body fell to the ground.

After shaking off the dirt on his right hand, Shen Fuyuan was about to turn around when he suddenly remembered something that prompted him to stop leaving.

"You know, as long as there are differences between things, whether they are clear or vague, whether they are in opposition, there will be divisions and realms."

"For example, Fujisaki Hiroto and the Warlock."

Shen Fuyuan kicked the warm corpse, and at the same time, the fluctuations in his realm that had subsided not long ago began to rise again because of his will.

The corpse did not move, but a black shadow flew out from it. Shen Fuyuan took a step forward and flashed in front of the black shadow.

Shen Fuyuan charged towards the black shadow that was about to fly in front of him with his fist that could tear through the air.

The black shadow flew backwards at an even faster speed, even knocking down a few trees along the way, and finally hit a thick tree trunk and fell back to the ground.

Shen Fuyuan almost forgot that Fujisaki Hiroto was just one of Yato's father's identities.

With the possession of the gods, it would be difficult for Yato's father to die unless he committed suicide or someone killed his real body.

Shen Fuyuan adopted the latter approach.

"The realm of fusion and separation, you should also experience the effect."

Walking towards the sorcerer with his waist hunched, Shen Fuyuan said.

Unlike the handsome Fujisaki Hiroto, the real sorcerer is a middle-aged man with seaweed hair. His long bangs cover his eyes, leaving only part of his face exposed.

"The power of the realm... can actually give rise to such a special individual!"

"I ask again, who are you?"

The sorcerer who had wanted to play dead to trick the enemy had completely given up.

Now that his true form has been revealed, he has no choice but to die.

"Who knows, maybe he'll become a monster."

"For example, please call me a youkai of the realm."

Shen Fuyuan, having said this, delivered the final blow.

"Neither a follower of the gods, nor an irrational demon."

"A demon beyond the realm of his mind..."

Looking at the fist that was getting closer and closer, these were the warlock's last words, and the words hidden in his heart.

God does not allow exceptions.

You monster who has strayed from the Way of Heaven, sooner or later you will follow in my footsteps.

Deep in the woods at night, the silvery moonlight shone on Shen Fuyuan and the three bloody corpses around him.

Chapter 64: Appetite-stimulating Aroma

"Suddenly I don't feel like eating watermelon."

Looking at the two headless corpses, with blood and brain matter scattered nearby, Shen Fuyuan said with disgust.

"Eat them."

Use the Leaf of Words to summon the Devouring Ghost, and the Divine Talisman to let it deal with the corpse in front of it.

The ghost-swallowing creature opened its mouth wide without a word and swallowed them one by one, leaving only traces of fighting and blood.

Feeling the changes in himself, he used several realms in succession. Although they were not maintained for long, he was just a little tired, far from being exhausted.

If it were the previous Shen Fuyuan, he would definitely be gasping for breath, and with his pale face, he would look like he had just recovered from a serious illness.

"Hurry back. There were so many negative emotions before. I wonder how Xiaofu is doing."

Thinking of the connection between the artifact and the gods, Shen Fuyuan did not bother to explore more of his own changes. He identified the direction and then quickly stepped out of the woods, taking care of the placement of Yan Zhiye during the process.

Returning to the main street from the secluded woods, Shen Fuyuan found that many eyes were focused on him.

Shen Fuyuan turned his head and saw that all the people on the roadside were looking at him quietly, and some were whispering to each other.

"What happened to that guy?"

"Only wearing a black cloth, young people nowadays are really bold and have pretty good figures too."

"Look at his arm. Is that paint or blood?"

"Don't be such a fangirl. Judging from the way he looks, he definitely has a girlfriend."

Shen Fuyuan concentrated his listening a little, understood the content, looked at the passers-by, and then looked at himself.

Can they notice me?

Accustomed to the weak presence of the artifact, Shen Fuyuan couldn't think of the reason for a moment.

Not only that, since a while ago, he has been smelling various faint aromas coming from different directions.

It was not like the smell of food he usually smelled, but it successfully aroused Shen Fuyuan's appetite.

"Yato, there!"

"Finally found!"

At this time, a familiar cry attracted Shen Fuyuan's attention, and Yato and Xue Yin jumped down from the telephone pole safely.

"It smells good."

After sniffing a few times, Shen Fuyuan said subconsciously.

The arrival of Yato and Yukine increased that inexplicable appetite, but Shen Fuyuan was able to control it.

"You...are you Yuan?"

The tone gradually turned into one of doubt and a subtle wariness, which was Yato's attitude.

It was fine from a distance, but when Yato got closer, he instinctively tensed up.

Ye Dou was too familiar with Shen Fuyuan's aura at this moment. It was something only demons had.