American Exorcism Male God-Chapter 241 Cursed Land of Execution
Japan, Tokyo Airport.
Xu Yi was clad in a loose hoodie, with a baseball cap on his head and a mask over his face, leaving only his eyes visible, covering himself up tightly.
This getup, if not for someone who knew him extremely well, would certainly prevent others from recognizing him.
Although with his current strength, it would be of little consequence even if someone were to recognize him, he still opted for a low-profile approach to avoid unnecessary complications.
After much deliberation, he finally decided to come to Japan, but he did not accept the Japanese Government’s invitation, instead, making an unannounced visit.
The "Ghost Samurai" was like a jewel buried in his backyard; now, suspecting it might be in trouble, his first thought was to quickly dig it up and hide it back at home.
The country of Japan is surrounded by the sea on all sides, a typical island nation.
The air was filled with a faint smell of the sea breeze; Xu Yi took a deep breath, but suddenly froze, standing still on the spot.
[You have checked in at the "Land of Cursed and Execution", successfully, Congratulations on obtaining "Resurrection Coin x44"!]
The system notification appeared so abruptly that he was stunned for a long time before he realized what had happened.
The check-in notification for the Land of Fear had not appeared for a long time; he didn’t expect its return to be such a "smash hit"!
Among all the known Lands of Fear, the highest was "The Dwelling Place of the Thief Evil God Ratma," totaling 36 Resurrection Coins; now it had reached a whopping 44!
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And that wasn’t even the most terrifying part; he was now at Tokyo International Airport, a bustling hub of activity and prosperity.
The fact that a notification for the Land of Fear could emerge in such a place indicated only one thing: beneath the prosperous façade of Japan, a complete "decay" had taken hold.
Previously, when he traveled across Japan using the Ghost Samurai, he met someone claiming to be an Onmyoji who told him that Japan would soon face a major disaster.
He didn’t expect it to be true.
Without hesitation, Xu Yi hailed a taxi and headed for the Ina Sea fishing village. Right now, all he wanted to do was resolve the issue with the Ghost Samurai and then leave Japan.
On the way there, he kept silent, his sullen face making the taxi driver afraid to even breathe too loudly.
Thanks to his Psychic Abilities, Xu Yi was particularly sensitive to all sorts of supernatural energies; he could feel it—a cold chill shrouding the entire nation of Japan.
He couldn’t comprehend how such a vast scope had been achieved; even the Evil Deities couldn’t manage it.
"Is there still hope for Japan?" A thought suddenly flashed through his mind.
The taxi arrived at the Ina Sea fishing village, and Xu Yi went straight to the seaside.
Under the blue sky and white clouds, the waves lapped at the silvery beach, giving him a sense of familiarity—it was here that he had dealt with the Sea Monk, and the Eight Monster House had sunk into the sea from this spot.
Xu Yi plunged into the ocean, his Body of Demigod allowing him to move underwater without the fear of drowning. He descended deeper, where darkness enveloped him, reaching depths beyond the reach of sunlight.
He concealed his presence and communicated with the Ghost Samurai in secret.
A massive shadow slowly emerged in the depths, Xu Yi stared at the Eight Monster House before him, his eyebrows tightly knit.
Tightly-wound chains entangled the Eight Monster House, its doors and windows vanished—as if it were a sealed fortress.
The Eight Monster House appeared briefly for a few seconds before vanishing again.
The Eight Monster House was quite special, existing between illusion and reality; now it had completely entered the realm of illusion. If it weren’t for the Ghost Samurai "playing tricks," the Eight Monster House wouldn’t have manifested physically.
Naturally, the Ghost Samurai was fine, not just fine, but in an unprecedentedly good condition.
For the Spirit Hammer to attempt to "bewitch" the Ghost Samurai was like winking at a blind man—without Xu Yi’s possession and control, the Ghost Samurai was merely a cold "Divinity Absorbing Machine".
The Spirit Hammer grew increasingly thinner, while the Ghost Samurai grew stronger by the day.
As the two continued their "close-quarters engagement," signs of mutual integration appeared. Had this happened in the past, it would have been a great occurrence.
This meant that the speed at which the Ghost Samurai absorbed divinity would become faster, and controlling the Spirit Hammer would be just around the corner.
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"According to the normal progress, it would probably take another two or three months to subdue the Hammer of Demons."
Xu Yi was in a dilemma. With his current strength, he could forcibly separate the Ghost Samurai and the Hammer of Demons, but doing so would also affect the Ghost Samurai.
Being affected a little was still okay, but he feared the Hammer of Demons was a "hothead" that would rather self-destruct than submit.
At that time, the essence of the Ghost Samurai would inevitably be damaged, irrevocably.
"Forcible separation is not advisable, I’ll have to think of other methods." Xu Yi had come for the Hammer of Demons and the Eight Monster House, and he certainly did not want to lose both his wife and his soldiers in the process.
He didn’t even dare to take action himself, fearing that the Hammer of Demons would sense his strength and choose mutual destruction.
Xu Yi had never imagined that there would be a day when he would be troubled because he was too powerful.
"This matter can only be resolved over the long term," Xu Yi sighed deeply.
He returned to Ina Sea Fishing Village, his mind weighed down with concerns.
Japan now was like a smoker sitting on a powder keg, never knowing when a spark might land on the fuse and then, with a loud bang, blow Japan sky high.
He couldn’t possibly ignore the Ghost Samurai; the Ghost Samurai was too precious, for it possessed a body of a walking Evil Deity with the potential for Ascension to Godhood!
Ina Sea Fishing Village was a remote little hamlet far from the city. Xu Yi, too lazy to travel back and forth, found a house in the village and settled down.
The night was deep when Xu Yi sat cross-legged on the balcony contemplating the issue of the Ghost Samurai. At that moment, the sound of a cat’s meow accompanied by the sound of running echoed up the stairs.
At first, Xu Yi paid it no mind, thinking it was a villager’s child chasing a cat.
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But he quickly realized something was amiss. Under the influence of the Resurrection Coin, the original homeowner had not only cleaned the house but had also wisely taken his family to stay with relatives.
Moreover, he distinctly remembered that this house had only two elderly people and a young couple; there were no children at all.
A cold wind wandered through the courtyard, and Xu Yi concentrated, sensing an unusual chill.
He was surprised because that chill was very well-concealed and had almost evaded his Psychic Perception, but once detected, it penetrated deep into the bone marrow.
Actually, exorcists also specialize in different areas: some are adept at dealing with ghosts and spirits, others with Supernatural Creatures. Xu Yi now, undoubtedly, was more proficient in dealing with the latter.
He activated his Dark Stealth ability, silently merging into the darkness, following that chilling sensation.
Under the table in the room, he found the source of the cold. His muscles tensed instinctively.
Xu Yi himself was startled. Only when faced with a threat to his safety would his body react like this.
But now, he was a Body of Demigod, and he would remain unflustered even when facing powerful Evil Spirits. What’s more, in his perception, the filth under the table was at most a Ferocious Spirit.
Could he have perceived it wrong?
Xu Yi focused his gaze. It was a little boy about seven or eight years old, pale all over, bare, huddling under the table, head down, fiddling with something.
Suddenly the boy turned his head, eyes pitch black, void of whites, like a deep abyss.
It was staring at Xu Yi’s position.
Discovered? Xu Yi was even more astonished. He knew his Dark Stealth wasn’t absolute, but he hadn’t expected to be spotted by a little ghost that didn’t even qualify as a Ferocious Spirit.
Xu Yi hesitated for a moment, then stepped out of the dark and walked towards the little boy.
He "smelled" a blood scent on the other party, so potent it was nauseating. This was definitely not any "Benevolent Ghost."
To be completely safe, Xu Yi prepared to light a bit of his blood inside his body, activating the "Divine" ability to completely obliterate the evil ghost.
"If I were you, I wouldn’t choose to act,"
Just then, a light female voice came from the shadows nearby. The voice was appealing, yet very cold, like the chill waters on an iceberg.
Xu Yi turned his head, and in the shadow of the windowsill, sat a figure with a lithe figure, her long hair dancing in the night wind.
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