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Zhou Ye did not tear open space or use any teleportation magic circle.
At his feet.
The land covered in blood and rubble suddenly came to life.
Rumble…
The earth, like a docile pet, willingly opened a deep passage for him. The edges of the passage were perfectly smooth, exuding a heavy earth elemental aura, leading straight to the bottomless depths of the 5.2 ley line.
The earth made way for him.
No.
It is the earth that obeys his command!
Zhou Ye carried Ji Dao Tang Di's corpse and walked step by step into the rift leading to the Earth's core.
The rift slowly closed behind him, temporarily separating him from this despairing world.
The entire battlefield was deathly silent.
for a long time.
Asaher was just recovering from that extreme shock.
He muttered to himself, his usually all-seeing eyes now filled with a mixture of fervor and awe.
"It's not a law of influence..."
"Instead... it's about defining the rules..."
"This guy……"
"Could it be the world itself?"
Deep in the earth's veins.
The real showdown is about to begin.
Chapter 278 The Hand of the Herrscher
At the core of the ley lines is a massive cavern composed of pure golden energy.
There are no rocks, no soil here, only surging, roaring torrents of energy. Every splash of energy is enough to instantly vaporize a high-ranking demon.
At the heart of this raging ocean of energy, a true dragon lies coiled.
Its body was so enormous that it could not be measured. Each scale was made up of countless twisted, painful runes of resentment, emanating a nauseating stench.
This is the manifestation of the spirit of the Yellow Dragon.
A corrupted monster, reduced to mere instinct.
On its ferocious dragon head, there is a unique reverse scale.
Within those scales, a semi-transparent soul was imprisoned.
Himejima Tangdi.
His soul was being torn apart and crushed by an endless storm of energy, enduring torture more terrifying than the deepest part of hell.
But he could not die.
He is the core of this raging dragon's fury.
at this time.
A figure strolled leisurely into this destructive storm.
Zhou Ye.
The violent energy that was powerful enough to tear apart a god's body automatically became docile when it came within a meter of his body, as if it were a subject of a king, obediently making way for him.
"No...impossible..."
Himejima Tangdi's remnant soul let out a silent roar.
He saw Zhou Ye.
I saw that man, walking effortlessly through this ocean of energy, as if strolling in his own backyard.
Why?
why!
He sacrificed everything, only to be used as fuel and never be reborn.
But this man was able to treat this destructive power as nothing?
This stark difference, this incomprehensible gap, caused his last shred of reason to completely crumble.
Zhou Ye ignored the insane soul.
He walked up to the raging dragon, raised his head, and met its gaze with eyes filled with destructive desire.
He did not attack.
There wasn't even any pressure released.
He simply stretched out his hand and released a message to the enormous monster.
It's not language.
It's not a mental fluctuation.
It is something more fundamental and more irresistible.
It is "reason".
What makes you who you are is the land of Kyoto.
What nourishes you is a thousand-year-old faith.
Your anger stems from tainted resentment.
Return to your duty, protect this land, and I will purify it from its filth.
A simple "principle" was directly "defined" by Zhou Ye using the power of the Law of Reason to the spirit of the Yellow Dragon before him.
Roar……
The raging spirit of the yellow dragon, whose roar was powerful enough to overturn the entire capital, came to an abrupt halt.
Its massive body suddenly froze.
For the first time, a trace of bewilderment appeared in those eyes that had previously held only destruction and hunger. Then came struggle, pain, and finally, endless clarity and lamentation.
Ouch——
A long, mournful cry echoed throughout the entire ley line space.
It was no longer an angry roar, but the aggrieved cry of a lost child who had found his way back.
Wow…
The filthy scales on its body, formed from resentment, began to peel off piece by piece, turning into black dust and dissipating into the golden sea of energy.
Its enormous body began to shrink at a visible rate.
The aura of destruction faded, replaced by the pure, profound, and sacred aura of the earth.
In the end, the monster that blotted out the sky transformed into a gentle little dragon, only as thick as an arm, whose entire body was composed of pure golden energy.
It flew affectionately to Zhou Ye's side and nuzzled his arm with its head.
Zhou Ye persuaded the spirit of a dragon vein with "reason"!
at the same time.
above the ground.
The violent tremors in Kyoto abruptly ceased.
The golden pillar of light that pierced the heavens and the earth lost its violent aura, gently contracted, and finally transformed into specks of golden light, like warm spring rain, sprinkling over the entire city.
Every citizen whose life force had been drained felt a warm current flow through their body, the weakness vanished, and their spirits were even better than before.
"The ley lines... have been calmed down?"
Yasaka was stunned as he felt the calm and peaceful aura emanating from beneath his feet.
Himejima Suzaku and the other Onmyoji were completely dumbfounded.
That... solves it?
The rampaging Yellow Dragon, which was capable of destroying Kyoto and even troubled the Fallen Angel Governor, was dealt with so easily?
Azazel raised his head, feeling the dragon vein power that had become pure again. The expression on his face could no longer be described as shock.
It was a complex expression, a mixture of awe, fervor, and a hint of fear.
"My God... what kind of monster is that... as expected, only monsters can stand next to monsters!"
The core of the earth's veins.
Zhou Ye looked at the remnant soul of Ji Dao Tang Di, which had been separated from the dragon's body and was now just a faint wisp of fire.
"You crave power."
"Yearning to merge with a spirit beast."
Zhou Ye spoke calmly.
"I will grant your wish."
Himejima Tangdi's remnant soul seemed to sense something and trembled violently.
Zhou Ye didn't give him any chance.
He pointed casually.
That wisp of remnant soul was then cast into a very ordinary, inconspicuous stone that had been peeled off from the dragon's body.
Then he spoke to the little yellow dragon coiled around his arm.
"From today onwards, your duty is to suppress this stone of resentment."