Redemption of a Born Demon

Chapter 247 - 210: Life Reviving Pill Force, Rejuvenation Reveals Tomoe

In the plaza before Tokyo Tower, Yi Beidou’s concealment was broken by a powerful, surging Great Trend. Demon Flame ignited out of thin air, and his figure appeared before everyone’s eyes.

The surrounding crowd seemed to freeze, stiffening in place. The two arguing parties even remained locked in position, still grabbing each other by the collar, creating a somewhat comical scene.

But Yi Beidou’s gaze was directed toward the infinite heights of the sky. His Celestial Demon Sensing followed the Great Trend, faintly perceiving its source.

A monumental tower, one that fused various cornerstones and possessed a bizarre magnetic field and the Great Trend, appeared indistinctly before his eyes.

’Some kind of array technique? To be able to affect me so strongly from such a distance?’

Yi Beidou’s eyes narrowed. He could feel the Great Trend locking firmly onto him. In this situation, he wouldn’t be able to restore his previous concealment for a long time to come. His magnetic field camouflage would be constantly pierced by his opponent.

Nowhere to hide.

And with his camouflage gone, his aura—like a signal fire, a pillar to the heavens—would surely be sensed by his opponent. For all he knew, they were already on their way.

’This is perfect, though. He was baiting a trap to begin with, trying to lure the snake out of its hole. He might as well just wait here for his opponent to arrive.’

He withdrew his gaze from the sky and let it fall upon the frozen crowd.

Instantly, the protesters in traditional Japanese attire felt as if they’d been electrocuted. The tall man leading them let go of the Donghua youth’s collar as huge beads of sweat dripped from his forehead.

Yi Beidou’s gaze shifted slightly, landing on several Japanese people holding various protest signs.

Instantly, the Japanese protesters’ hearts began to pound. With lightning speed, they scrambled to hide all their signs, not daring to meet Yi Beidou’s gaze.

Just moments ago, they had been shouting all sorts of slogans, vowing to eliminate the Great Demon King at any cost. But now that Yi Beidou was right in front of them, they didn’t even have the courage to meet his gaze.

In the end, they were nothing more than a bunch of grandstanders who were all bark and no bite.

Yi Beidou took a step and began to walk toward the crowd, heading for the exact spot at the center of the two clashing groups.

WHOOSH! WHOOSH!!

Amidst the dead silence, only the sound of shuffling feet was exceptionally clear.

The two arguing parties, the onlookers, and even the Japanese police maintaining order—everyone scrambled back to clear a path.

TAP.

Just as Yi Beidou walked past the midpoint between the two groups, he suddenly stopped. The faint sound of his halt was so clear in the ears of the Japanese protesters, it was as if he had stepped on their very hearts.

The tall Japanese man in the lead was drenched in cold sweat. He subconsciously raised his head and looked in Yi Beidou’s direction.

That man’s frame was as towering as a great mountain, blocking out the sun. He tilted his head slightly, and a pair of eyes that seemed to dance with Blue-White Demon Flame turned to look in his direction.

BOOM!!

In that instant, a terrifying pressure, like a furious tide, crashed down upon him. His mind, already stretched to the breaking point, finally snapped. He let out a terrified, high-pitched shriek, and his tall frame shot backward, crashing into the people behind him.

The people behind him, equally tense and rigid, had no time to dodge, causing the tall Japanese man to trip over them.

This triggered a domino effect. Like stalks of wheat being scythed, the crowd toppled one after another, and a whole group of them ended up in a pile on the ground.

Yi Beidou, however, merely spared them a single glance before he resumed walking, moving past the crowd and toward Tokyo Tower.

"Don’t kill me! I was wrong! I’m so, so sorry!!"

On the ground, the tall Japanese man who had been so arrogant moments before was curled into a ball, clutching his head and trembling uncontrollably. He let out shrill screams as a wet patch spread on the pavement beneath him, and a strange smell began to permeate the air.

It seemed his mind had completely broken. Even though Yi Beidou had already walked some distance away, the man remained lost in a state of abject terror.

The surrounding onlookers who witnessed this scene looked from the man on the ground to Yi Beidou’s slowly retreating figure and couldn’t help but shudder.

’So this is the terror of the Great Demon King? A single glance was enough to completely shatter the spirit of that incredibly arrogant, hulking man.’

"Mr. Yi!!"

Meanwhile, the group of Donghua youths watched Yi Beidou’s retreating back, their eyes shining with excitement.

Although Yi Beidou was nominally a traitor, his reputation among the Donghua People hadn’t diminished. In fact, it was more glorious than ever, and countless young people in Donghua idolized him.

"Mr. Yi is here. Does that mean..."

said the young woman who had just provoked the Japanese crowd, her voice filled with excitement.

"It looks like a fight is about to break out. I just wonder if we’ll be able to see it."

said the young man leading the group.

But they were soon disappointed. Not five minutes after Yi Beidou had appeared, large contingents of fully armed Japanese soldiers swarmed in, cordoning off the Tokyo Tower site and beginning to disperse the tourists and locals.

"Come on, let’s get back to the hotel!"

said the young Donghua man leading them, Lin Zhennan.

They had booked a hotel in a great location, with a panoramic view of Tokyo Tower from the window. From their room, they might have a chance to witness the battle.