People are wreaking havoc in Tokyo, ladies, please stay put!

The daughter of the first god, Fatia, who was brought back from the auction.

"Your appearance has changed again?" Fang Zuo frowned as he looked at the woman whose hair had turned from white to brown and now hung down to her collarbone.

Wearing a blue lace vest and jeans, she was sitting on the sofa watching a TV series. When she saw the emotional part, she wiped away her tears.

Then he picked up the potato chips and started eating them with a crunch.

"She changes her attitude even faster than you do." Zhou Yuanyan said unhappily, then pointed at Fatia: "She hasn't slept well in two days. She's been obsessed with watching TV series."

"She looks like every other girl." Fang Zuo said, "Why isn't the blood surging in her body so intense?"

"Don't call her a girl." Zhou Yuanyan was a little annoyed that Fang Zuo refused to get him the neutrino data. "She remembered a little bit and dormant for many years. As for why her blood is so ordinary in her body, I can't figure it out."

"She's been through an MRI and a 5D scan, and her entire body and bones are no different from those of an average person."

Zhou Yuanyan turned around and said with a flattering smile, "Perhaps you could contact that person and bring some neutrino materials. I'm sure I can find the cause, and it would be good for you too. Haven't you always coveted the power of incense?"

"Don't dream, I won't agree to it." Fang Zuo said calmly: "However, I did get some other things that surprised me a little."

Fang Zuo recounted the story of the four northern islands and the remnant soul of the Ashura child.

"It's a pity that we don't have any data on neutrinos. Otherwise, we could analyze this remnant soul and find some help for you." Zhou Yuanyan said with pretended regret, glancing at Fang Zuo: "It's obvious that although the Heavenly Court doesn't know why the Heavenly Road is cut off, the rules haven't changed. If the Asura clan appears, they will have to accept the heavenly punishment."

"No matter how much you say, I will never ask that person for information." Fang Zuo shook his head: "Besides, I have already found a way to use this remnant soul."

Chapter 238: Ravaging Tokyo

"Can you think about it again? That's all in the past..." Zhou Yuanyan said with a smile.

"If you mention one more word, I will destroy your place." Fang Zuo said lightly.

Zhou Yuanyan shut up immediately. He knew Fang Zuo would do this and was definitely not joking with him.

"Then what do you plan to do with the remaining soul of this Asura child?" Zhou Yuanyan changed the subject at the right time.

But after waiting for a long time, no one spoke.

When I turned around, I found that Fang Zuo had left at some point.

"I hate people like you the most. Plus, you come and go quietly and have no idea how to respect your masters." Zhou Yuanyan shook his head.

Suddenly, a wailing sound came from the glass cover next to him.

The white man opened his eyes, his face full of brutality.

'Boom, boom, boom.'

The white man in the glass cover had his eyes bulging, his eye sockets about to burst, and his hands were frantically hitting the hardest bulletproof glass cover in the world.

One punch, two punches, three punches... I don't know how many punches were thrown.

The glass began to crack.

The fist was not hurt at all.

Zhou Yuanyan looked at the shield with an expectant expression, hoping that he could break it and come out.

Thus, his first experimental subject who successfully absorbed divine blood was born.

But after the white man swung a few more punches, his speed slowed down significantly, and the heart in his chest beat violently and grew bigger, and finally became the same as the previous experimental subjects.

With a 'bang', the heart exploded out of the chest.

Dropped dead.

Zhou Yuanyan sighed and looked at the drop of blood in the glass.

As if after a long struggle, he finally rolled up his sleeves, revealing his veins.

Then he reached out, picked up the syringe, and slowly approached the drop of blood.

But when the needle tip was about to touch his vein, he didn't know what he was thinking and put it down.

He sighed and rolled his sleeves back down.

"I spend the whole day picking incense and choosing fire, not knowing that my body is a place of practice." Zhou Yuanyan muttered to himself.

Next to the University of Tokyo, there is an express bus that goes directly from Todai Station to Kawaguchiko Station.

Kawaguchiko Station is the terminal station for entering Mount Fuji.

After getting off the bus, Fang Zuo walked for a while and arrived at the Fifth Station of Mount Fuji, which is the starting point for climbing Mount Fuji.

It usually takes at least 6 hours to climb from the th station of Mount Fuji to the th station of Mount Fuji.

Then it will take at least another 4 hours to go down the mountain.

Therefore, people usually climb in two stages, staying overnight in a mountain hut at the seventh or eighth station.

But Fang Zuo is obviously not such an 'ordinary' person.

In the entire Tokyo area, Mount Fuji has the most spiritual energy.

Fang Zuo walked briskly to the seventh station, glanced at the busy and crowded simple mountain hotel and the plump inn hostess, and continued walking up the mountain.

No wonder the evil spirit is so strong.

These snow women live in the area closest to the snow on Mount Fuji, running hotels, having sex and absorbing people's popularity to make a living.

If it were in the country, I would just slap him and leave.

But here, Fang Zuo has no time to care about all these messy things in Japan.

Climbing all the way to the sword-edge of the top of Mount Fuji, Fang Zuo looked around at this active volcano.

Several mountain peaks were covered with snow, and the temperature was very low, only about 3 degrees. There were many tourists climbing Mount Fuji along the way, and they all looked at Fang Zuo in surprise when they saw the thin clothes he was wearing.

Fang Zuo expanded his spiritual consciousness and looked at a small shrine nearby.

Mountain spirits are enshrined in the shrine.

The mountain soul is still sleeping, but the scent of its incense is unusually strong.

This Daimyojin of Mount Fuji named Asama Okami has, over the millennium of worship, the mountain spirit has long been fused with incense, and has slowly given birth to deity.

Fang Zuo strolled into the shrine, feeling the surrounding spiritual energy that far surpassed that of Tokyo, and threw out a golden ball of law.

Remove the constraints of your own laws on the residual soul of the Asura child.

Suddenly, the six pairs of horizontal eyes of the remnant soul of the Asura child suddenly opened wide.

His listless expression seemed unusually excited.

After he came out of the small fragment of Mount Sumeru, his mind was obviously getting weaker and weaker. At first, he could still communicate with Fang Zuo in the barrier.

At this moment, he couldn't even speak, and could only shout violently without any thoughts.

The originally restrained and shrunk black shadow rose infinitely, opened its big mouth and madly devoured the surrounding spiritual energy and incense.

This is the place with the most spiritual energy in the Tokyo area, and it is also the reason why Fang Zuo came here.

The lingering wishes of countless believers who have climbed the mountain to worship over the past thousand years also made the remaining soul of the Ashura child extremely excited.

To a cultivator like Zuo, the incense and prayers are like poison, but to the Asura clan, they are like dessert.

After instantly devouring all the spiritual energy and power of incense and vows.

The residual soul of the young Asura child grew to more than ten meters in height.

The vague figure in the barrier began to condense into a solid entity.

Six arms waved, and a pair of big feet easily crushed the small shrine to pieces.

"What kind of evil demon is this?"

The few priests in the shrine used their own Yin-Yang magic to attack the huge black shadow.

The remnant soul of the Asura child roared, opened his mouth and inhaled, sucking in another breath of spiritual energy and incense into his stomach.

Mixed in with the souls of several priests.

He was extremely satisfied.

Fang Zuo also keenly felt that above the nine heavens, a divine thunder was slowly gathering momentum.

Fang Zuo quickly enveloped the remaining soul of Asura with his divine consciousness, isolating it from the heavenly secrets and preventing the divine thunder from gathering.

At the foot of Mount Fuji.

Inside the large shrine building, dozens of priests were rushing to this place.

As the largest shrine dedicated to Mount Fuji Sengen Daimyojin, it is also the largest Shinto shrine in Mount Fuji.

"Who are you? Where did you come from? How dare you act so presumptuously in the shrine of Asama Okami?" The Shinto priests at the foot of Mount Fuji quickly arrived at the scene.

Looking at the dark shadow of the Asura child who was over ten meters tall, his face was filled with shock.

"No, it's not a demon. He has no physical form, only a soul. He's a ghost." An old priest in a white robe embroidered with dark patterns said, "Quick, stop him! He's devouring spiritual energy and incense to form a body. Don't let him succeed."

No one noticed that Fang Zuo was watching the scene in the corner. Several priests glanced at the instigator and thought he was a tourist.

I wasn't surprised because there were a dozen fearless tourists nearby, filming this shocking scene with their cell phones.

These people still looked very excited.

One tourist even turned on the live broadcast, but within two seconds, a sucking wind blew over, and the remaining soul of the Asura child was sucked away in one breath, leaving only a dried-up corpse falling to the ground.

Dozens of priests instantly formed a formation, summoned their own Shikigami, and attacked the remaining soul of the Ashura child.

These Onmyoji spells that flew out could not pose any threat to the remnant soul at all.

As for those Shikigami, they were grabbed one by each of the six arms of Ashura's residual soul and swallowed into its stomach.

Fang Zuo watched from the side and nodded repeatedly.

They are indeed the ancient clan that almost overthrew the Heavenly Court.

Although the power of the remnant soul of this young child is currently very limited, the ability to devour any attribute makes him fearless enough.

"Hurry up and wait for reinforcements." After their own Shikigami were devoured, these priests finally understood the opponent's strength and knew that they were no match at all.

But by the time they wanted to escape, it was too late.

The remnant soul of Asura opened its mouth and emitted silent high-frequency ripples, causing the Japanese Shinto priests who wanted to escape to freeze in a daze.

Then the remnant soul of Asura opened its mouth and sucked again.

A gust of cold wind blew past the priests and penetrated their bodies.

Like a sieve, the souls of these priests were taken out of their bodies, and at the same time, their blood, essence and flesh were all swallowed up by the residual soul of the Asura child along with the cold wind.

Leaving behind were dozens of skinny, dried-up corpses in white robes.

Like a dozen pieces of bacon that had been dried for several years, they huddled together in their originally well-fitting white robes and lay sprawled on the ground.

The residual soul of the Asura child, which was originally more than ten meters tall, grew a lot taller.

The body, which is more than ten meters long, constantly absorbs spiritual energy.

"Who are you? Are you challenging the Great Ming God?"

The spirit of Mount Fuji finally awakens.

A huge human figure with a faint golden glow appeared.

It is about twenty meters tall, almost twice as tall as the remaining soul of the Asura child.

It was as if an adult was looking down at a child.

He let out an earth-shaking roar and kicked the ground hard with his left foot.

The sound waves and shock waves caused the surrounding trees to shake, and the shrine, which had been almost demolished by the remaining soul of the Ashura child, collapsed completely.

At the same time, the whole of Tokyo was in chaos.

"What? The Mount Fuji Shrine was destroyed and dozens of priests died?" Chief Priest Daitoshihiko of Meiji Shrine knelt in the main hall with a look of rage on his face.

This year has been truly eventful. First, the body of Emperor Meiji, who was about to become a god, died in the Meiji Shrine. Then, the kingdom of Kyushu fell and was occupied by an evil god.

Then, one of the Twelve Gods of Japan was inexplicably assassinated in the kingdom of God, and the assassin was actually tied to the authority of the mortal world.

Bonds are not ordinary human relationships.

It is a fate connection that goes far beyond ordinary emotions.

It could be submission, attachment, or family affection.