Redemption of a Born Demon

Chapter 234 - 204: Piled-Up Blood Debts, a True God’s All-Consuming Descent (Part 2)

Scorching flames, mental toxins, the Illusion Demon Sound Technique...

The Twelve Divine Forms, having entered a berserk state, each unleashed their strongest Divine Powers, causing the entire space within the Heaven-Reaching Lodge’s Array to twist.

The room where Muraoka Rui and the others were couldn’t completely block the effects. Everyone cried out in alarm as the camera footage shook violently.

"Quick! We can’t lose the shot!"

Hei Mu Hezi let out a low shout and sat down cross-legged. The other disciples of the Heaven-Reaching Lodge quickly followed suit, silently chanting Spells. They stimulated their Qi, blood, and magnetic fields to reinforce the room’s defenses, ensuring Muraoka Rui’s team could continue filming smoothly.

Hei Mu Hezi’s eyes were fixed on the battlefield. She knew the most critical moment had arrived.

The livestream couldn’t stop, not even for a moment.

BOOM!!

Innumerable brilliant lights exploded, and the entire space seemed to twist and tremble.

Yi Beidou, completely enveloped in Demon Flame, simply stood his ground, neither advancing nor retreating.

The strongest attack from the Twelve Divine Forms had met its match in Yi Beidou alone, resulting in a stalemate. They had failed to gain the upper hand with a single blow.

What!!

Hei Mu Hezi was profoundly shaken by the sight.

’The Twelve Divine Forms are equivalent to twelve Saint Realm experts. They’ve entered a berserk state fueled by resentment and are unleashing their strongest Divine Powers simultaneously, yet they still can’t even budge this man?!’

She couldn’t imagine how powerful his "Mana" was.

’Is even this not enough?’

Tsuchimikado Kazai’s expression was calm, but a crazed glint shone in his eyes.

But he had long since made thorough preparations.

"Sacrifice!!"

The Hand Seal he formed shifted, and the light covering his body transformed into Spells that shot out around him.

A number of Dharma Artifacts were positioned there.

The Heaven-Reaching Lodge’s heritage was ancient, and its resources were profound.

Earthenware pots, porcelain statues, Copper Bells, Black Jade...

These objects all trembled violently, releasing a brilliant light that was drawn out by Spell Chains and injected into the Life Artifacts of the Twelve Divine Forms.

RUMBLE!!

Outside, clouds suddenly gathered in the sky. A clap of thunder echoed out of nowhere. The celestial phenomena itself was changing.

The entire Barrier around the Heaven-Reaching Lodge trembled violently. A terrifying magnetic field surged skyward, becoming the source of the celestial changes.

"An all-or-nothing gamble?"

the stooped old man on the high ground murmured.

Infused with the power of numerous Dharma Artifacts, the strength of the Twelve Divine Forms rose once more.

With so many powers gathered, the influence of the magnetic field finally surpassed the limits of what Yi Beidou could withstand in his normal state.

BOOM!!

THUD! THUD! THUD!

The various Divine Powers exploded. Even the Demon Flame trembled violently, and Yi Beidou was forced back two steps. Capillaries burst inside his body, and blood streamed from his nose and mouth.

The intensity of this attack surpassed even the final, life-sacrificing blow of a typical Corpse Dissolving Immortal using a Forbidden Secret Technique.

However, compared to Yi Beidou, Tsuchimikado Kazai was in an even worse state.

Blood trickled from all seven of his orifices. With a slight cough, he sprayed a mouthful of blood, staining the ground red before him.

The light from the various Dharma Artifacts beside him dimmed instantly, as if they had lost their divine essence.

He could not possibly unleash such an attack a second time. It was a strike that had cost him nearly everything he had accumulated over his entire life.

"Your all-or-nothing attack... is this all it amounts to?"

Yi Beidou said faintly, his expression calm as he wiped the blood from his nose and mouth.

"Is this all? HAHAHAHA! My plan has already succeeded!!"

Tsuchimikado Kazai laughed boisterously, seemingly unconcerned about the current situation.

Everything he was doing was being broadcast across the internet. The Japanese People couldn’t see him inside the room; they could only see the footage of Yi Beidou being knocked back and bleeding!

"We succeeded!! The Great Demon King was pushed back!!"

Inside the room, seeing this shocking scene, even a professional like Muraoka Rui couldn’t contain his excitement. He shouted in a high, cracking voice, waving his arms in elation. The entire camera crew erupted in cheers.

The people on-site were ecstatic, and so were the Japanese People watching the scene unfold online.

"The Great Demon King was pushed back!! He’s injured!!"

"The legendary Twelve Divine Forms are just too powerful! Even the Great Demon King can’t stand against them!"

"This is the end for him! The Great Demon King is sure to fail this time!"

"Victory! Victory!!"

"..."

This single blow sent the Japanese People into a frenzy.

Not long ago, in his duel with Guan Shan Dayou, Yi Beidou had been completely dominant from start to finish and had emerged utterly unscathed.

But now, in their very first exchange, the Heaven-Reaching Daoist Lord had managed to injure Yi Beidou and make him bleed. This instantly gave all the Japanese People hope for victory.

They could only see Yi Beidou’s injury, not Tsuchimikado Kazai’s condition. This, in turn, made the Daoist Lord seem all the more profound and inscrutable.

He had made the Great Demon King fall back using nothing more than the Twelve Divine Forms.

This was the power of "propaganda."

Cheers and shouts echoed from all over Japan. This powerful collective will transformed into streams of magnetic fields, coalescing into an even more majestic Great Trend that gathered around Tsuchimikado Kazai.

VMMMM!!

The golden light on his body, representing the Wish Power of the Great Trend, blazed intensely. High in the endless sky, a phantom image seemed to materialize.

In that instant, despite being gravely injured, Tsuchimikado Kazai’s Magnetic Force soared to a whole new level.

This was his plan.

By using pre-arranged media coverage, he would ignite the nation’s Great Trend and draw it to himself. Then, with an all-or-nothing gambit, he would exhaust his life’s accumulated power in an attack designed to wound Yi Beidou.

Under these circumstances, the live broadcast would inevitably galvanize the nation’s Great Trend, pushing it to a new peak.

And he would use this power to see his plan through to completion.

"Hah!!"

He thrust a palm forward. A gust of wind blew away a bulging black cloth, revealing what was hidden beneath.

It was a Divine Altar.

"Go!!"

With a wave of his hand, the Spell Chains emanating from his body whipped out. They hooked ethereal substances out of each Life Artifact and flung them all into the Divine Altar before him.

FWOOSH!!

Golden flames abruptly ignited around the Divine Altar.

"With the Twelve Divine Forms as fuel and the Great Trend of the world as the furnace, I will forge a True God and ignite the Divine Fire!!"

Tsuchimikado Kazai declared in a low, intense voice.

「Outside.」

FWOOSH!!

A ball of golden fire suddenly blazed in the Void. From its center, Spell Chains shot out and wrapped around the bodies of the Twelve Divine Forms, dragging them into the flames with irresistible force.

"No!! No!!"

The few more intelligent Shikigami sensed the mortal danger. They roared and struggled ceaselessly, but it was all for naught. They were now completely under Tsuchimikado Kazai’s control.

In the blink of an eye, the Twelve Divine Forms were dragged completely into the flames.

"Hm?"

Yi Beidou’s expression tightened slightly at the sight, but he didn’t immediately move forward to investigate.

He was rather curious to see what the Heaven-Reaching Daoist Lord was trying to accomplish.

"It’s starting."

Outside the Heaven-Reaching Lodge, the stooped old man and the other remnants of the Twelve Martial Saints who had invaded Donghua in the past watched the Twelve Divine Forms being dragged into the golden flames, their expressions turning grave.

Not even Tsuchimikado Ryouta of the past had managed to reach this step. This young man of the Tsuchimikado Family had already surpassed the achievements of his ancestors.

This must be the final step to creating the "Ultimate Shikigami."

The only question was, would this step succeed?

If he truly succeeded, Japan would give rise to another pillar-like figure, allowing it to occupy a higher position in the surging tide of the world’s Great Trend.

"He must succeed!!"

Inside the room, Hei Mu Hezi saw this. Her slender hands clenched into tight fists. Her face, usually as cold as frost, was etched with tension, and sweat trickled down her forehead.

THROB! THROB! THROB!

Under everyone’s watchful eyes, the ball of golden flame burned ever more fiercely. An incredibly terrifying aura emanated from it, growing stronger by the second.

Inside the main house, within the Divine Altar engulfed by golden flames, a faint light began to glow from the two previously extinguished red candles.

「At a certain moment.」

The red candles lit themselves. The blazing fire illuminated the figure of the divine statue within the Divine Altar.

「Within the Heaven-Reaching Lodge.」

WHOOSH!!

A fierce wind howled. From within the mass of golden flames, a massive hand covered in intricate Spells suddenly reached out.