227: The Gate to the Underworld

Facing the terrifying Flaming Qilin, Baili Ziyuan's eyes remained as calm as ice, without the slightest waver.

He knew well that although the fat man before him seemed rough, his strength was astonishing. After all, he was a genuine Martial Lord Realm expert, and the Ninjutsu he used was incredibly powerful and not to be underestimated.

But Baili Ziyuan also had confidence in his heart, otherwise how would he dare to challenge alone?

"Hmph, petty tricks!"

Baili Ziyuan snorted coldly, the Ghost Qi within him surged, and the gray aura on the black sickle became increasingly dense, as if it wanted to swallow all the surrounding heat and light.

His figure flickered, appearing like a ghost on the side of the Flaming Qilin. He swung the sickle, bringing up a black whirlwind, seemingly intending to shatter it.

"Clang!"

The sickle collided with the Flaming Qilin's sharp claws, erupting in a harsh metallic clash, sending sparks flying.

The Flaming Qilin roared in pain, its surrounding flames becoming even more intense, attempting to engulf Baili Ziyuan.

However, Baili Ziyuan was like a fish in water, moving freely through the flames, but was still suppressed by the Flaming Qilin.

Seeing this, the fat man's face changed slightly. He hadn't expected Baili Ziyuan's strength to be able to contend with his Fire Release Jutsu to this extent.

He hadn't held back in this attack. If it were a normal Peak Martial Grandmaster Realm expert, they wouldn't last ten breaths, but this strange man opposite him had done it.

"Extinguish for me!"

The fat man roared, his hands quickly forming Seals, muttering incantations, seemingly brewing an even more powerful Fire Release Jutsu.

How could Baili Ziyuan give him a chance? He knew that the longer the delay, the more disadvantageous it would be for him.

Thus, with a thought, the gray aura on the sickle suddenly erupted, transforming into a giant gray ghost hand, instantly grabbing the Flaming Qilin and binding it tightly.

"In my name, Seal!"

As Baili Ziyuan low growled, two cold lights actually shot out from his eyes. The Flaming Qilin felt something and struggled violently.

But after only a few struggles, its body twisted, and then it directly dissipated into the air.

"Pfft!"

The fat man seemed to suffer a backlash, and a mouthful of fresh blood spurted out. Immediately, his face turned pale, a trace of fresh blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth, and the aura around him weakened by several points.

In his gaze towards Baili Ziyuan, besides shock, there was actually monstrous killing intent.

To think that he, a dignified Martial Lord Realm expert, was injured by a Martial Grandmaster. If word got out, how could he still mix in the Sakura Country?

"You dare to injure me!"

In that person's eyes, two streams of flames surged out, as if they wanted to burn the entire world to ashes.

At the same time, a samurai sword shimmering with cold light appeared out of thin air in his hand, and crisp sword cries like dragon roars and tiger bellows vibrated outwards.

His entire body's aura instantly soared to its Peak, like a volcano about to erupt, making people feel a sense of fear.

"I will skin you alive!"

With a furious roar, that person's figure flickered, and he actually disappeared from the spot.

This made Baili Ziyuan's heart tighten. He knew that the real battle was about to begin.

Martial Lord Realm experts could enter the void, possessing such miraculous means. Facing Martial Grandmaster Realm enemies, they could stand undefeated with just this one Move.

Suddenly, Baili Ziyuan felt a chill behind him. He didn't dare to hesitate in the slightest, quickly raised the black sickle in his hand, and met it with the fastest speed.

"Clang!"

A piercing metallic collision sound echoed all around, and sparks flew.

Baili Ziyuan only felt an incredibly powerful force coming from the opponent's blade. He was struck fiercely, like a kite with a broken string, and sent flying out.

"Pfft!"

A trace of grayish-white blood flowed from the corner of his mouth. With just one Move, he was already somewhat unable to contend.

"You are actually a Foreign Race!?"

That person stepped out of the space, his heart shaken as he looked at the blood at the corner of Baili Ziyuan's mouth, and then his spirit was invigorated!

"If I eat you, will I have a chance to become an Onmyoji?"

Although it was a question, his eyes were already filled with madness and greed, and he immediately attacked again.

Baili Ziyuan gritted his teeth and showed no weakness, "If you want to kill this King, you'll have to see if you have the ability!"

Before his words finished, countless yellow and white lights from the city flew like stars, and then flew towards Baili Ziyuan.

"Hmph, dreaming!"

Although that person didn't know what those were, he had a premonition that he must not let him succeed.

"Steel Severing Slash!"

He swung the samurai sword in his hand fiercely, and the air seemed to be cut into a straight line. A fierce blade light followed, instantly cutting off the trajectory of those lights.

Wherever the blade light passed, the air seemed to be cut in half, emitting a faint hissing sound.

Seeing this scene, Baili Ziyuan's heart sank. He knew very well that the opponent's strength far exceeded his, but he still had confidence in killing him.

"Netherworld Gate, Open!"

He low growled, and swung the black sickle in his hand fiercely. A pitch-black gate appeared in the void.

Just standing there, it faintly exuded a sinister and terrifying aura, as if it led to some great terror within the gate or truly led to the so-called Netherworld underworld.

That person frowned tightly. He had never seen such a Move, and a hint of vigilance arose in his heart.

But to achieve his goal, he couldn't care about so much anymore. He had to seize this opportunity at all costs.

"Break for me!"

He roared furiously, and the samurai sword swung out again. The blade light was like a rainbow, directly slashing towards the Netherworld Gate.

Wherever the blade light reached, the air was cut into countless fragments, emitting deafening roars.

However, just as the blade light was about to touch the Netherworld Gate, something unexpected happened.

The gate suddenly opened, and a powerful suction force surged out from it, swallowing all of that person's attacks.

Immediately afterwards, a pitch-black crack rapidly expanded in the void, and a chilling howl that made one's spine tingle and soul tremble came from within.

It seemed that it was truly the Netherworld underworld within the gate, and countless vengeful spirits were being punished inside.

That person was terrified. He wanted to retreat, but Baili Ziyuan actually flashed in front of him, blocking him.

"Get lost!"

That person couldn't care about anything else at the moment. That strange aura also made his heart palpitate. Now he only wanted to leave.

He swung a sword filled with anger. The terrifying blade light directly broke through space. If it landed, even someone of the same realm would find it difficult to resist.

But seeing this, Baili Ziyuan smiled, a brilliant and strange smile. That powerful sword strike actually passed directly through his body without leaving a trace.

"How is that possible?"

That person looked at Baili Ziyuan in horror. At this moment, their eyes met.

"Fall into endless delusion!"