Chapter 195

Northwest of Kyoto, there is a mountain range that towers into the clouds.

Compared to the steepness of the mountain as a whole, the top of the peak is very flat, as if it had been cut open by someone with a sword, abruptly shaving off a large piece.

The surface of the mountain is covered with lingering yokai energy, and the ridgeline strangely presents a spinal-like segmental bulge. This is the core area where the legendary Oni race is entrenched—

Mount Dajiang.

The bottom of the mountain is rolling with blood-colored thick fog all year round. In the fog, there are ferocious giant rocks weathered into incomplete shapes, and rusted, broken naginata and armor are stuck everywhere. The dark brown substance condensed on the blades is still emitting a bloody smell.

Legend has it that the vengeful spirits of the warriors who died when they were conquering the Oni race are still imprisoned in these broken swords. In such an environment with thick yokai energy, perhaps it won't be long before they turn into armor yokai with self-consciousness or bone warriors who cut people.

So, what exactly is a yokai?

If understood literally, they are phenomena, existences, and creatures that can be described by adjectives such as mysterious, wonderful, incredible, and somewhat creepy.

This should be the broadest definition of yokai.

And through different divisions, they can be divided into "Yokai-sign type," "Spirit-monster type," "Strange-beast type," "Strange-human type," "Dead-soul type," etc.

In short, no matter what it is, as long as it does not belong to humans and is not a god on this land, it can all be classified as a yokai!

And the race that stands above the hundred ghosts and yokai born from human fear is the Oni race!

This race, which calls itself "Oni," is born with strength and speed far exceeding humans, because from the moment they are born, they exist as a group opposed to "weak" humans.

Those monsters with horns on their heads may originate from people's concrete fear of natural disasters, diseases, or foreign invaders. Born from the "awe" of that extreme violence, they naturally possess the most ferocious violence among the hundred ghosts.

Therefore, every Oni is tall, bloodthirsty, combative, and extremely ferocious, and their favorite things to do are drinking and fighting with the strong.

This is a great injustice to other lives, but the natural world is not fair, and some creatures are born countless times stronger than other creatures.

Legend has it that a long time ago, humans and the Oni race had an agreement.

After humans challenged the Oni race, the winner could ask the loser to satisfy one of their requests.

The Oni race likes to drink, likes to fight, worships the strong, and is a natural fighting race.

The Oni race is generous, upright, and will absolutely not refuse a challenge, absolutely keeping their promises.

But, weak humans see the ferocious big Oni, and it's already good if they don't turn around and run away, so how can they talk about challenging?

From the foot of the mountain to the top, there is only one thoroughfare, but just looking at the huge stone steps, one knows that this is not something that human power can do, it is completely a passage opened up by some existence directly using brute force.

If ordinary people want to go up and challenge, it is only possible to reach the top by exhausting all their strength.

Not to mention that there are countless big Oni watching covetously beside the mountain road, the difficulty of fighting all the way from the foot of the mountain is comparable to ascending to heaven.

But today, the challenger of the Oni race has arrived.

…………

"Quack, so stuffy!"

A woman with blonde hair and red eyes, with two heavy shackles tied to her wrists, dragging long iron chains, wearing a blue yukata with golden line patterns at the opening, drank the huge wine bowl in her hand in one gulp. Her movements were full of freedom and heroism. The shackles on her wrists and the chains collided, making a metallic sound.

Although the clothes could not be considered very revealing, with her current movements, large areas of snow-white skin were still exposed, especially the pair of round and towering breasts, and the long and sturdy thighs, all of which were full of feminine charm.

It's just that, whether it's humans or yokai, no one should be bold enough to have ideas about her, because she is

——"Oni King of Power · Hoshiguma Yuugi"

A powerful Oni King that even yokai have to fear.

"Come out, Yakumo Zi."

Her companion on her right said to the empty space in front.

A girl with pink hair draped down and two brown sharp horns frowned. A flower of the same color as her hair was carved on the long lapel of her chest. The clothes were like a cheongsam, with a white short-sleeved top on the upper body, a pink peony on the chest, and a green skirt on the lower body, with willow leaf patterns on the robe, but her temperament was unusually ferocious.

This is "Oni King of Chaos · Ibaraki Kasen."

The crescent-shaped rift, the purple-red rift released undisguised yokai energy, which really made people very uncomfortable. In it, there were countless eyes revealing scarlet malice, which was a nightmare-like scene.

"Yakumo Zi, no matter how many times I see it, your gap still makes people feel uncomfortable…"

The face of the Oni King who was drinking heavily was slightly distorted, as if she was enduring something unpleasant.

"Oh my, oh my."

A fair arm stretched out from the gap.

"I don't think so……"

Just, unexpectedly.

The first person to emerge from the gap was not the blonde young girl who looked seventeen, but someone else.

The jade-like little hand beckoned, throwing a huge black shadow out of the gap, accompanied by a powerful gale.

With a boom.

The black shadow hit the ground like a meteorite, and at the same time, a strange man's voice came out:

"Cough cough… just arrived, what's the rhythm?"

The smoke and dust dissipated.

Fast, very fast.

With a cheating skill like the gap that can reach in an instant even from thousands of miles away, Jia Ji reached the top of Mount Dajiang from the Saigyouji Mansion in almost just a moment of distraction, skipping the link of fighting small fry.

As soon as he appeared, he felt four intertwined and entangled yokai auras, which were unconsciously entangled together. The aura was full of power and oppression, like fire, like rainstorm, like mountain torrents, like tsunamis, hot, fierce, magnificent, huge, four strands of yokai energy that were invincible, overwhelming everything, and crushing everything.

"This is a surprise I carefully prepared for you—Strange, Power, Chaos, God, the four great Oni Kings! Their status among the hundred ghosts is like…"

Yakumo Zi flashed and actually came to the side of the four great Oni Kings, as if she was in the same group as them. Her crescent-like eyes revealed fox-like cunning.

"Hey, Yakumo Zi, what kind of ghost idea are you playing again?"

An Oni King asked coldly.

But Jia Ji couldn't hear their words at this time.

Appearing suddenly, looking at the four Oni Kings in front of him who had different appearances and different figures, but definitely possessed strength that could not be underestimated, his eyes couldn't help but look at the eye-catching horns on their heads, and he subconsciously asked a question:

"Why are the tops of their heads pointy?"

(End of chapter)