672: C672 Mysterious Old Man!

C672 Mysterious Old Man!

"No!"

Ito Cunshu's soul was in shock as he screamed in fear.

"Chinese, if you let me go, I am willing to give you the cultivation technique of the Ghost God!"

"Also, the Heaven and Earth treasures that I have collected for a hundred years, I will gift them to you as a gift …"

Su Bai sneered, and ignored him completely.

Atop the Ebony Divine Cauldron, the suction force suddenly erupted, Ito Cunshu's soul was frantically struggling, but was instantly suppressed by the suction force!

After doing all this, Su Bai's mood was very good.

She had seen Su Bai's methods before, and in this kind of situation, she slowly got used to it.

But at this time, Ito Manor had already become a land of death and ruins. It had become a land of corpses and ruins.

The surviving Ito One and a dozen or so martial warrior in black s were currently skinny, their faces pale, and their flesh and blood almost completely devoured by the Netherworld Great Formation.

If Su Bai had broken the formation later, they would have died!

Ito were dazed as they looked at everything in front of them, as if they had lost their souls.

The Ito Family, was completely finished!

The dozens of years of plan had been completely destroyed by a Chinese in a single night.

Furthermore, his father had actually long since merged with a ghost or god. Even without Su Bai, it would probably be hard for his Ito Family to escape its fate of destruction!

"Let's go!"

Su Bai did not even look at Ito Cunshu and the others, he pulled Xia Qianyu and instantly turned into a ray of light and disappeared into the horizon.

It was just some ants, Su Bai couldn't be bothered to care about them at all.

If these people truly wanted to take revenge on him without even looking at them, then he wouldn't mind completely removing all their Ito Family and bloodline from his system!

…

Inside a suite at the Nine Prefectures Hotel:

Su Bai and Xia Qianyu sat facing each other.

Above their heads, two translucent soul shadows were rotating slowly.

Looking closer, these two phantoms looked somewhat similar to Pingshan Ghost and Ito Cunshu.

Under Su Bai's refinement, the two Spirit Demon beings did not have all the Yin Energy in their bodies left. At the moment, their two spirits were extremely pure and only the vast and majestic Spiritual Force was fluctuating.

Xia Qianyu's beautiful face paled. Even with Su Bai's protection, she still felt like she couldn't breathe.

Her strength was too weak and she barely had the strength of Middle Period of Perfection Stage. Facing the two divine souls of Later Period of the God Stage, it was truly difficult for her to resist.

Su Bai's expression was solemn as he tapped the center of Xia Qianyu's brows with his finger, and an obscure chant appeared in the other party's heart.

"This is the Spirit Refinement Method that specializes in the Power of Sense Spirit. I will guide you in activating this technique later on to refine and absorb the Power of Sense Spirit that are capable of absorbing these two ghosts and gods, helping you to quickly break through your peak of境!"

A tinge of excitement and apprehension appeared in Xia Qianyu's eyes, before she nodded her head heavily.

The current her was truly too weak, constantly dragging Su Bai down.

Now that she had the chance to become stronger, how could she give it up?

As for pushing Su Bai down, he would just push it backwards for a while.

Weng! *

Following Su Bai's thoughts, the Spirit Gathering Array was activated in a flash, concealing both of their bodies.

Half of Fukuoka City's natural energies were pulled towards the Nine Prefectures Hotel by the invisible force.

However, ordinary people could not detect that.

.........

The Watanabe clan.

Within a quiet wooden building in a small courtyard.

Watanabe Mayo sat cross-legged quietly, a katana laid across his lap.

Swish!

A phantom suddenly appeared.

Watanabe Mayo suddenly opened his eyes. Within his pupils, two rays of cold light pierced through the void, causing the heart of the person who arrived to quiver.

"Speak!"

The person who came was a tall and skinny middle-aged man, one who excelled in concealment and concealment, but in front of Watanabe Mayo, he didn't even dare make a single sound.

"Sir, we found traces of Lord Ambu's corpse on the rooftop of Fuyuan Mansion. It seems like it was burned and destroyed by someone."

"And …"

The lanky middle-aged man's face was filled with shock. His breathing became heavier, and he said in a trembling voice, "Ito Family, his clan was exterminated by the mysterious Chinese, this matter has been confirmed without a doubt!"

"In the core of the Ito Family, only Ito has survived — Japan Alarm Hall, Nine Regions Sword Association, and the emissaries of the Great Divine Palace have been involved in this matter …"

Hearing up to here, Watanabe Mayo's pupils also suddenly shrank.

He had felt the aura of a ghost and god from the Ito Family, but he hadn't expected that the Ito family would be annihilated so quickly.

This proved that the strength of that young man from China was even more terrifying than he had expected!

What was the purpose of such a strong practitioner suddenly coming to the Kyushu Island?

He had destroyed his Ito Family today, so maybe tomorrow, he would destroy his clan!

Although Watanabe Mayo was strong and very confident, he didn't think himself to be a match for a Mysterious God!

To be able to kill ghosts and gods, he must be a expert at the God Realm!

Phew —

Watanabe Mayo let out a long sigh, as he slowly suppressed the trembling in his heart.

"Prepare the car!"

The tall and skinny middle-aged man had a puzzled expression, but he didn't ask any further questions.2

"Yes sir!"

The sky was still gray, and a low-key black Bentley drove out of the Watanabe Family and headed for Long Leaning.

When the first traces of white appeared in the horizon …

The Bentley stopped at a quiet village on the edge of the city.

Watanabe Mayo who was dressed in his black warrior attire pushed the door open and got off the car, instructing the driver to stop in his tracks, he walked step by step towards the inside of the village.

When they reached the entrance of the village, Watanabe Mayo stopped and bowed: "Watanabe Mayo, I pay my respects to teacher!"

Swish!

On the tall tree trunk, a black figure appeared, looked at Watanabe Mayo from afar, and instantly disappeared.

Watanabe Mayo then walked into the village.

The village was not big, but it was very neat and tidy. The wooden house and trees looked very quiet. At this moment, there was still no sign of human life in the village.

Watanabe Mayo easily made his way to the entrance of a small courtyard. This garden was built in imitation of the buildings of the River Family era. One could faintly see that the garden was filled with bamboo forests, wooden houses, lanterns, and small bridges. It was filled with the flavor of meditation.

Watanabe Mayo stopped and bowed once again: "Watanabe, I am here to seek an audience with teacher!"

A chuckle rang in his ear.

"Why are you in such a hurry to find me, Watanabe?" Could it be that a ghost or spirit has appeared in Ito Family? "

Watanabe Mayo's heart trembled, and he said in a low voice: "Teacher, there is indeed a ghost and god in the Ito Family!"

"However, I have not come here this time for this matter."

"Oh? Come in and talk! "

The old voice chuckled again. It seemed that the small wooden door of the manor was opened by an invisible force.

Watanabe Mayo took a deep breath and slowly walked into the small garden.

A short-haired youth dressed in black and white clothes bowed slightly towards Watanabe Mayo. The two of them said nothing as they walked towards a bamboo house.

Stepping into the bamboo house, he saw that the bamboo house was completely empty. The house was very simple with only a few bamboo chairs and a bamboo table, and on the wall hung a capital character, "Zen".

Underneath the "zen" character, there was a skinny old man sitting cross-legged.

The old man was truly too old. All of his hair had turned white, and there weren't many strands left. The skin on his hands was mottled with age, and his muscles were shriveled to the bone. He sat there with his eyes closed, motionless. It was a long time before he heard a faint heartbeat.

But when Watanabe Mayo saw the old man, he immediately kneeled down respectfully.

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