Chapter 483: Dance of the Yaksha

It was frigid and viscous, almost as though his Yin energy were a swamp pit that mired the feet of its enemies. It erupted with tyrannical force, and it filled the air with the stench of blood. Even then, the child clearly knew restraint, and resisted the urge to unleash all of its power at once.

Moments later, a man stood tall where the child once was. He wore a clergyman’s uniform, and sported black hair on his head in contrast with the coat of white fur on the rest of his body. The oppressive aura filled the entire museum hall, and then some.

At once, the Umamawari horse guard turned around and rushed right back into the rift behind.

Her dark hair danced about like venomous vipers, obviously acting as an impediment to their path of retreat!

Meanwhile, a sonic boom roared through the air. Zhang Zeguang shivered, and cold sweat emerged from every pore of his body.

It was almost as though the evil ghost had just swept all around it with an invisible death scythe, levelling everything within a fifty meter radius with ease.

“Black Yaksha… one of the most ferocious evil ghosts ever known in the history of all Nippon!” The wind whistled past Oda Nobutada’s ears as he continued speaking with a hoarse, drifty voice, “Legend has it that Black Yaksha was born only several hours after Izanami herself, and is one of the planetary existences of the Nipponese underworld. He can easily summon a hundred evil ghosts to do his bidding, no matter where he might be…”

Black Yaksha didn’t give chase. Instead, he simply watched the horses gallop into the distance as he assessed what measure of Yin energy to best employ in order to capture his target.

If I go too far and inadvertently alert any other Emissaries of Hell, I’m afraid that it’s only going to be moments before the Cathayan Abyssal Prefects arrive. If that happens, then I’ll never be able to evade capture!

Oda Nobutada heard the burst of Yin energy from behind and glanced back immediately, only to realize that Black Yaksha was still over a hundred meters away from them. Furthermore, he could sense that Black Yaksha’s energy levels had fallen to that of an Anitya Hellguard.

But everything became clear to him in an instant, “He’s afraid of making his presence known in Cathay! He’s not going to summon any other evil ghosts to lend aid!” Oda Nobutada roared as he charged away as quickly as his war horse would go.

But… that’s a secluded location that is outside of the city and close to the sea. I’m afraid Black Yaksha would reveal its true form if we head there!

Unfortunately, he didn’t have the luxury of time to contemplate his options at all. Black Yaksha had already sealed their path of retreat as soon as he discovered their existence. This was the only other escape route available to them right now! Besides, there was no way in hell that Oda Nobutada wanted to go up against a mythical existence like Black Yaksha himself!

The difference in our abilities is just too great…

The museum was already at the edge of the city to begin with. Naturally, the number of structures and buildings grew increasingly sparse. In fact, even the national highway had begun to come into sight!

“Why bother running?” Black Yaksha glanced around at the increasingly remote surroundings as he licked his lips, “We’re going further and further away from the city… You’re clearly fleeing towards another rift, aren’t you? Do you really think you’ll be able to succeed?”

He was now no more than 70 meters from Oda Nobutada and his formation of horse guards!

Spots of netherflames began to converge on his location, as his voice grew to a shrill shriek, “Today would mark the death of your souls!!!”

Voyage of a Hundred Ghosts - Succubus.

“Run, my liege!” The Umamawari horse guards following behind immediately stopped dead in their tracks and held their blades up valiantly as they took their last stand.

Shk! The Umamawari horse guards roared at the top of their voices and swung their katanas masterfully, surprisingly cutting down over a dozen succubi in an instant!

Copious amounts of Yin energy scattered in the air, before once again coalescing into the figure of Black Yaksha. Black butterflies composed entirely of Yin energy scattered everywhere behind him as he looked up with a vicious smile.

I know I’m strong enough to rank well among the top few Infernal Judges even of the Cathayan Hell. On the other hand, you’re just a measly Hellguard. Do you really think you’ve got a chance of escape?

It was understandable, but inappropriate at this time.

But despite all that, he still caved to his own desires.

Fate… had stirred Black Yaksha into action.

That moment of despondence… would be immensely satisfying…

“It’s right there!” Oda Nobutada gnashed his teeth, “That’s the other entrance set out in Kong Mo’s records! Minister Zhang, even if I must perish right now, you absolutely must return to Hell! My war horse knows the way. Tell Lord Qin about this place if you can!”

He was terror stricken. It felt as though they were being relentlessly pursued by a shadow of death that was unshakable no matter what they did! To make matters worse, the source of their terror had a twisted idea of fun by keeping the pursuit going, almost as though he were intent of giving them a glimpse of hope at the end of the tunnel.

Limbo. The same cliffs separated the vast oceans from the sprawling lands. But in that moment, there was a huge mobile residence that stood right at the edge of the cliff.

The palace appeared incredibly old, yet its opulence transcended the effluxion of time. That said, the one thing new about it was the fact that there was a plaque hanging from the eaves of the palace with two words etched in powerful strokes - Qin Palace.

“Is this… the scent of an Emissary of Hell?”

The figure shrank back behind the veil, “I must be thinking too much. Hell might be aware of a rift leading to the mortal realm, but they can’t possibly know that this rift opens up directly to where Kong Mo used to have his forces arrayed.”

“No… I can sense another aura far stronger than the Emissary hot on its tail. That’s… an advanced Infernal Judge? And a foreign one at that?”

He roughly grasped the situation back in the mortal realm, and the two specks of netherflames hidden in the depths of his eyes flickered wildly.

Shadowless should still be on his way back to Martial City right now. Is this… a messenger sent by the new King Yanluo of Hell?

A split second later, a pitch-black pillar of light burst through the clouds with a cacophony of ghastly shrieks! The impact was so great that even the crashing waves rolled back to where they came from.

All of them were screaming and shrieking as they rushed into the sky amidst a colossal vortex of Yin energy.

Rumble!!! It soon breached the surface of the mortal realm and erupted out of the ground right in front of Oda Nobutada!

This is… an Abyssal Prefect!

The daolord of the asura is currently in Azurewaters City!

No way…

It couldn’t be so coincidental… could it?