Crossover Anime: Mortal Slays Demons, Achieving Supernatural Power

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Their success was that they did indeed capture the soul of the chosen one, and it was a 4.

Their failure was that they lost two of the Heavenly Spirits.

It's hard to say whether it was a success or a failure.

In short, it's best to leave now.

Neither Wang Ze nor Yamamoto Jiro said anything when Lin Muxian suggested leaving.

Just as the three were about to leave.

Lin Muxian's eyes suddenly widened, and even this kind-hearted man couldn't help but swear.

"Damn it, is this ever going to end?"

Chapter 90: Cutting Off the Tail to Survive, A Shot Thrown from Tokyo to Kyoto.

At this moment, Lin Muxian's mind conjured up the future of their three deaths.

The reason was that Zhongli threw the spear with all his might.

They locked onto Yamamoto Jiro and killed him on the spot.

This also revealed their location underground.

This attracted Zhongli's frenzied hunt.

Even with all their efforts, they only managed to severely injure Zhongli before they themselves died.

At that moment, cold sweat broke out on Lin Muxian's back.

Fortunately, one of his Heavenly Spirits possessed an ability called [Death Premonition].

The effect is to foreshadow the scene of death before death occurs.

Now that his abilities have been triggered, he must take action.

Lin Muxian turned his head slightly, his blind eyes behind the white cloth staring blankly at the still depressed Yamamoto Jiro.

A hint of ruthlessness flashed through his mind.

Yamamoto Jiro is doomed to die.

His information was obtained by that kid Zhongli, who could use his supernatural powers to lock onto him at any time.

So the only option was to push him out.

Lin Muxian remained expressionless, quietly approached Yamamoto Jiro from behind, placed a hand on his shoulder, and smiled compassionately.

"Yamamoto, the organization will remember your contributions."

Yamamoto Jiro, still worried about the losses in this mission, was full of questions.

What did he contribute?

Before he could even ask.

His whole body stiffened instantly, his eyes went blank, and his memory was wiped clean in an instant, turning him into a dazed fool.

【Empty Mind】 is another ability of the Spirit of Destiny that Lin Muxian possesses.

Once touched, one's mental memories can be forcibly erased.

As his mind and memories were erased in an instant, Lin Muxian grabbed a bucket with one hand.

Yamamoto Jiro had a large hole cut in his abdomen.

A dark red energy core was held in his hand.

This dark red energy dantian is where the spirit of heavenly destiny is stored.

This is the hell that the spirit of Heavenly Fortune speaks of.

The celestial spirits contained within will be tempered by the fire of spiritual energy.

Because of the special nature of the dantian, the spirit of heavenly destiny will not be burned to death.

Instead, they will teeter between life and death.

They constantly endured the terror of being both dead and alive.

This constantly stimulates the spirit of destiny, causing its energy to be constantly aroused and become increasingly powerful.

The methods used were extremely cruel.

This unexpected situation made Wang Ze frown and look at Lin Muxian, waiting for an explanation.

He didn't care about Yamamoto Jiro, but was puzzled as to why he would attack his own people.

Even if he looked down on Yamamoto Jiro, he wouldn't attack without a reason.

Lin Muxian carefully put away his dantian without immediately explaining.

Instead, he formed a hand seal and invoked the power of another Heavenly Spirit, [Farewell from Afar].

He struck Yamamoto Jiro with a palm strike, who had lost his memory and his dantian.

He was suddenly pulled away from the sky and disappeared, reappearing thousands of miles away.

At this moment, Lin Muxian relaxed, put his hands together, and offered an explanation.

"[The premonition of death] tells me that he must die."

And they can't die near us.

Otherwise we'd die too.

Upon hearing the omen of death, Wang Ze's tightly furrowed brows relaxed, and he roughly guessed what it was.

However, Lin Muxian added.

"In addition, it's best not to leak our information to Zhongli."

Otherwise, Yamajiro would have suffered the same fate.

After explaining, Lin Muxian didn't even look at Wang Ze's shocked reaction, and immediately disappeared underground.

……

On the other side, Kotoha's Infinite Deception was activated.

The God-Slaying Demon Spear, wielding ten thousand times the power of its entire body, has completed its charge.

Boom!

Zhongli took a step forward, and the entire mountain ruins collapsed and cracked under his foot.

brush!

The large gun held in his hand, crackling with lightning-like energy from compression and friction, shot towards the sky.

puff!

At the moment the spear was fired, Zhongli once again experienced the sensation of his entire body exploding with blood.

He staggered, feeling weak all over.

"Brother Zhong!"

"Zhongli!"

Chen Miaomiao and Zhang Jinglan, who were standing nearby, saw Zhong Li throw out a spear and their bodies burst into blood.

Startled, he quickly stepped forward to support her.

He was covered in blood, and his body, which he was being supported, was still vaguely visibly broken.

Chen Miaomiao was so anxious that tears welled up in her eyes as she channeled her spiritual energy to stabilize her injuries.

"Brother Zhong, Brother Zhong, please don't let anything happen to you."

Zhang Jinglan also panicked and hurriedly took out her usual recovery pills.

"Zhongli, take your medicine quickly. I have some recovery pills here. Take them to recover."

As he spoke, the pill was forcefully shoved into Zhongli's mouth.

There wasn't even a chance for Zhongli to speak or explain.

Having no other choice, Zhongli could only swallow the pill before speaking to comfort him.

"It's nothing, it's just a backlash from the ability. I'll recover in no time."

As he spoke, Zhongli regained his footing.

The various torn and broken injuries in his body have been completely healed by his fists and the elixir.

The bloodstains on his body were also evaporated by Zhongli's spiritual power.

"See, it's all right now."

Zhongli spread his arms wide to show himself.

There's nothing wrong with showing yourself.

Zhongli Zhen recovered.

Chen Miaomiao and Zhang Jinglan's worries were finally reduced by more than half.

She still leaned on Zhongli for support, her four little hands groping all over her body.

I want to see if it's better or not.

Because Zhongli's appearance just now was truly terrifying.

His entire body was spurting blood, and cracks could be seen in his skin, with broken muscles and bones clearly visible within the cracks.

Such injuries would have been fatal to an ordinary spiritualist.

It's normal for them to be worried.

They stopped only after they had thoroughly examined Zhongli's entire body and found that there was nothing wrong with him.

"call!

"I'm so glad Zhong is alright. I was terrified just now."

After confirming that everything was fine, Chen Miaomiao patted her full chest and breathed a sigh of relief.

"Zhongli, what's wrong with you?"

Using a technique with such a strong backlash.

"With those injuries just now, I thought you were going to die."

Zhang Jinglan, who also breathed a sigh of relief, punched Zhong Li in the chest twice and complained.

"Haha, I usually don't do that either..."

Speaking of this, Zhongli thought of the last shot he fired, still unaware of the situation.

Although it's certain the other side will die.

But Zhongli was still uneasy until she saw it with her own eyes.

"Wait a minute, let me show you the shot I just fired."

Zhongli raised his hand and formed a hand seal, his sea-blue eyes once again filled with tears of emptiness.

A void water mirror materialized in front of the three people.

The water mirror reflected the still-firing spear.

It sped across the sky, cutting through the clouds as if sliced ​​by a sharp knife, splitting them to both sides.

By parting the clouds, you can also see cities, towns, or rural areas rushing past below.

Upon seeing this, Zhongli blinked slightly, somewhat surprised.

He thought that the time he spent talking with Chen Miaomiao and Zhang Jinglan earlier was just a fleeting moment.

The big gun had already killed Yamamoto Jiro, but it was still flying.

"Is the person behind the scenes controlling the Spirit of Destiny hiding so far away?"

"The big guns have probably crossed several cities by now, haven't they?"