585: Chapter 585 The Three Great Ghost Generals!

Ye Chen looked at Seimei Kangyue and suddenly smiled.

"Stop? Sure."

"But first, you must admit that you Japanese men stole our things."

A flash of anger crossed Seimei Kangyue's eyes, and his voice was as cold as ice: "baka, what nonsense are you spouting? What did we steal?"

Ye Chen raised an eyebrow.

"Nonsense?"

"Over two thousand years ago, Xu Fu took two thousand boys and girls, crossed the sea to Fusang, and introduced the Power of Dao to the Japanese land."

"He not only created the Onmyoji Association but also civilized you from savages into the half-beast, half-human creatures you are today."

"Now you're trying to deny it?"

"The Dao you study, the arts you use, the gods you worship—which one of them wasn't stolen from the Dragon Kingdom?"

"You take what you stole, give it a makeover, and claim it as your own."

"You treat stolen goods as treasures and turn around to mock those who gave them to you."

"Seimei Kangyue, you say I'm spouting nonsense?"

"Then tell me, what is the foundation of the Onmyo arts?"

"It is the Five Elements."

"Whose are the Five Elements?"

"They belong to the Dragon Kingdom."

"What kind of characters are on the talismans used by the Onmyoji?"

"They are Chinese characters."

"How many of the so-called gods worshipped in your shrines are just Taoist deities from the Dragon Kingdom with their names changed?"

He paused, his voice turning cold.

"You stole our things, and fine, you stole them. After all, your ancestors were poor, so there's not much to say about that."

"But after stealing, you turn around and blame us, saying we have nothing, calling us backward and ignorant."

"Then, holding what you stole, you flaunt it in front of us, and even try to attack us to make it all your own..."

"Seimei Kangyue, tell me, aren't you Japanese men shameless?"

The hall was dead silent.

Seimei Kangyue stood there, his expression extremely colorful.

Anger! Shame! Shock!

Various emotions intertwined, twisting his face into a savage grimace.

baka!

He was actually speechless!

Because what the other party said... was the truth.

The foundation of the Onmyo arts was indeed the Five Elements, and the Five Elements did indeed originate from the Dragon Kingdom!

The talismans used by the Onmyoji indeed had Chinese characters on them!

Many of the so-called gods worshipped in their shrines were indeed variations of Taoist deities from the Dragon Kingdom!

He knew these things.

Everyone in the Yin Yang Society knew.

It was just that no one had ever dared to say it to their faces.

Therefore.

They felt that these things belonged to Japan!

And today...

A young man from the Dragon Kingdom stood in the main hall of the Yin Yang Society, stood before him, and laid all these facts out one by one, smashing them into his face.

Rage! Such rage!

Shame! Such humiliation!

Seimei Kangyue took a deep breath, trying to calm himself down.

"Ye Chen, you're only saying these things to provoke me."

"I admit that the Onmyo arts do have some origins in the Dao of the Dragon Kingdom."

"But so what?"

"Over two thousand years have passed; the Onmyo arts have long since formed their own school and carved out a path belonging to Japan."

"Don't you find it ridiculous to bring up things from two thousand years ago?"

Ye Chen looked at him and smiled.

"Ridiculous?"

"I think you are the ridiculous one."

"You stole our things, changed the name, and call it your own school?"

"If I steal your wife and change her name, does that make her mine too?"

Seimei Kangyue's face turned completely black: "baka yaro! Ye Chen, you are courting death!!!"

His voice was filled with killing intent, his aura suddenly surged, and a terrifying power erupted from within him.

The air in the hall vibrated violently, the roof tiles rattled, and cracks spread across the pillars like spiderwebs.

The attendants hiding in the shadows were scared out of their wits and scrambled to escape.

Hattori Senjun lay on the ground, his face pale, his eyes full of fear.

He knew his master too well.

Master was truly enraged.

However...

If it were anyone else, being humiliated like that by Ye Chen, they would likely be furious too.

Watching this scene.

Ye Chen smiled even more happily.

"What? Did I hit a sore spot, and now you're angry out of shame?"

"You Japanese men, you're good at everything, except for being small-minded."

"You get worked up after being told a couple of things; you can't keep your cool at all."

He sighed and shook his head.

"No wonder after two thousand years, you're still in this half-beast, half-human state."

"No progress at all."

Seimei Kangyue's chest heaved violently, and the veins on his forehead throbbed.

He had lived for over a hundred years and had never been humiliated like this before.

Never!!!

He took a deep breath, forcing down the rage in his chest.

"Ye Chen, there's no point in being sharp-tongued."

"What exactly do you want to do by coming to the Yin Yang Society tonight?"

Ye Chen looked at him, his smile gradually fading.

"I told you, to wreck the place."

"But before I wreck the place, I have to settle a score with you first."

Seimei Kangyue frowned: "What score?"

Ye Chen said, enunciating every word.

"Your Yin Yang Society touched my people."

"Fukuoka, Nagasaki, Kumamoto, Oita, Kagoshima... seven strongholds, many people missing, life or death unknown."

"How do you plan to repay this debt?"

Hearing this, Seimei Kangyue's expression turned cold, and killing intent flashed in his eyes.

"Settle?"

"Fine, then I will use your life to settle it!"

As he finished speaking, he suddenly raised his hands, his ten fingers forming seals rapidly in the air.

Finger shadows flew, dazzlingly fast.

With every seal cast, a visible ripple appeared in the air, like stones thrown into a calm lake, with ripples spreading in all directions.

The temperature in the hall plummeted.

"Come out!"

Seimei Kangyue's voice became low and distant, like a call from another world.

"My servants, Generals of the Hundred Ghosts!"

"Ibaraki Doji!"

"Tsuchigumo!"

"Nurarihyon!"

As the three names were called, the air in the hall suddenly exploded.

Three streams of black mist rose into the sky from behind Seimei Kangyue, thick as ink, carrying bone-chilling cold and the scent of decay.

The black mist rolled and condensed in the air, gradually forming three figures.

The first figure was tall and burly, with a body entirely crimson.

He had a messy mane of red hair, two curved ghost horns on his forehead, and eyes like burning coals, emitting a terrifying glow.

His right hand gripped a massive iron club covered in spikes, gleaming with a cold light under the candlelight.

It was Ibaraki Doji, one of the most ferocious Ghost Generals in the Hundred Ghosts Night Parade!

Legend says he can shatter mountains with one swing of his club and slaughter a city in a fit of rage.

The second figure was as huge as a small mountain.

It was a spider, entirely pitch black, with eight long legs covered in barbs, each one like a sharp blade.

On its back was a twisted human face, its features blurred, with only a pair of hollow eyes staring eerily downward.

It was Tsuchigumo—the giant monster lurking deep underground!

Legend says its mouth can swallow a hundred men, and its silk can bind an entire army.

The third figure was the most eerie.

It was an old man, hunched over, wearing a tattered kimono, leaning on a bamboo staff.

His face wore a warm smile, looking just like an ordinary, simple old man from next door.

But those eyes were bottomless, like two dry wells, devoid of any sign of life.

It was Nurarihyon...

The most mysterious and cunning existence among the Hundred Ghosts!

Legend says he can move freely between reality and illusion, enter anyone's dreams, and kill without a trace.

The three Great Ghost Generals lined up.

The chilling aura was so thick it made it hard to breathe.

Hattori Senjun lay on the ground, watching the figures of the three Great Ghost Generals, his eyes full of awe.

He had followed his master for so many years and had seen his master summon the Hundred Ghosts, but he had never seen him summon all three Great Ghost Generals at once.

Today, Master was truly enraged.

He looked up at Ye Chen, a cold smile curling on his lips.

baka!

This time, that arrogant Chinese was doomed!

Seimei Kangyue stood behind the three Great Ghost Generals, hands behind his back, looking down at Ye Chen.

"Ye Chen, I admit you are strong."

"Whether you are at the peak of the Golden Core or the half-step Nascent Soul stage."

"It's not enough in front of the Hundred Ghosts."

"Because the Hundred Ghosts do not belong to the human realm, nor the underworld; they are not within the Five Elements and are not bound by the Heavenly Dao."

"No matter how high your cultivation is, no matter how hard your fists are, they are useless against them."

"The only thing that can restrain the Hundred Ghosts is the Power of Dao."

"And you..."

He paused, a mocking smile curling on his lips, "A young man barely in his twenties, even if you've learned a little bit of the surface of the Dao arts, how deep can your attainments really be?"

"I'd like to see how you survive in front of the three Great Ghost Generals."

No matter how talented a person is, there is always a limit.

Therefore.

Since Ye Chen had become a Golden Core powerhouse, he would inevitably have little achievement in the path of the Dao.

Captured Well-Princess?

Well-Princess was only a T3-level monster; she couldn't compare to the T1-tier trio of monsters like Ibaraki Doji at all!

Ibaraki Doji grinned, revealing a mouthful of fangs.

"Lord Onmyoji, you are overestimating this Dragon Kingdom kid."

"Why do we three Great Ghost Generals need to attack together to deal with him?"

"I, Ibaraki Doji, alone am enough."