Chapter 383: Suppressed

"Baka! This is Dongying; how can the Faith Power of Shenzhou run rampant here?" Kamo no Tadayuki brandished the Kusanagi Sword in his hand, mobilizing the Faith Power and Dynasty Luck of the entire Dongying to annihilate the Faith Power on Meng Yifan's body.

The Prime Minister of Dongying also delivered a televised address, calling on everyone to pray devoutly, and hundreds of millions of Dongying citizens prostrated themselves on the ground, bowing deeply toward the Yasukuni Shrine to contribute their own Faith Power.

Above the Yasukuni Shrine, the Faith Power of Dongying and the Faith Power of Shenzhou collided with each other, causing the surrounding ten kilometers to be filled with surging winds and rolling thunder.

Ordinary people with mortal eyes could not see the Faith Power, but they could still feel that the area near the Yasukuni Shrine was extremely oppressive, making one feel as if breathing were difficult.

The Faith Power of the hundreds of millions of living beings from two nations clashed with each other; this was a very unique kind of battle.

Shenzhou had a large population, and it was currently a time when the national fortune was flourishing; the Dynasty Luck was rising steadily, and when mixed with the Faith Power, it was a very formidable force that, on the whole, could crush the Faith Power and Dynasty Luck of Dongying.

However, the Faith Power of Shenzhou had to cross the vast ocean and be transmitted over a long distance; even with the blessing of a luck-artifact like the Imperial Jade Seal, more than half of it was still lost.

Although a great deal was lost, on the whole, the Faith Power of Shenzhou was still more formidable than the Faith Power of Dongying.

Seeing this situation, Kamo no Tadayuki gritted his teeth and took out another artifact, the Yasakani no Magatama, channeling his magic power to hook at the threads of faith filling the sky.

This hook was like the Death God brandishing a life-reaping scythe.

Matsushita Saburo was a fanatical militarist in his forties; his father and grandfather had both participated in that Holy War back then and had performed great military exploits on the land of Shenzhou.

Not only that, but the father and grandfather of Matsushita Saburo had also looted a large amount of gold, silver, and antiques from Shenzhou; these treasures were exchanged for money, enough for their Matsushita family to live a life of abundance without worry for seven or eight generations.

The father and grandfather of Matsushita Saburo never regretted the invasion of that year; instead, they boasted in front of Matsushita Saburo about their heroism back then, how one person could chase down hundreds of Shenzhou soldiers, how they could loot as much wealth as they pleased, and how the beautiful women were theirs to pluck—it was truly a period worth reminiscing about.

Growing up in such a family, Matsushita Saburo naturally felt a longing for the invasion of Shenzhou from a young age.

This time, when an Immortal Cultivator from Shenzhou actually invaded Dongying, Matsushita Saburo was filled with righteous indignation; when the Prime Minister called on everyone to contribute their Faith Power, Matsushita Saburo's entire family very devoutly pressed their palms together, bowed deeply, and prayed that Yamatano Orochi could defeat the evil Immortal Cultivator from Shenzhou.

However, suddenly, Matsushita Saburo felt that something was wrong; in the dark, it seemed as if a pair of invisible hands had reached in through his Baihui Acupoint and grabbed downward fiercely, as if forcibly pulling out something very important from inside his body.

"Nani? What is this situation? Why do I feel like my body has been hollowed out, even weaker than a man who does it seven times a night?" Matsushita Saburo collapsed onto the ground, feeling extremely exhausted.

But when Matsushita Saburo turned his head to look at his father not far away, he was even more shocked.

Matsushita Saburo's father was a First Grade Martial Artist who insisted on exercising year-round; his voice was like a booming bell, he walked like the wind, and his body was in excellent shape—even three or four strong men were no match for him. Under normal circumstances, Matsushita Saburo's father should have been able to live for at least another dozen years.

But at this moment, Matsushita Saburo's father looked as if all his essence, energy, and spirit had been drained away; his face was pale, covered in wrinkles, and he was already on the verge of death as he collapsed on the ground.

"Father, what's wrong with you?" Matsushita Saburo struggled to walk over, holding his father, and asked anxiously.

"It is... Yamatano Orochi is draining... our Life Force..." After Matsushita Saburo's father finished speaking, his head tilted to the side, and he died completely.

Matsushita Saburo was devastated, but soon, he could no longer afford to be sad, because he once again felt that in the dark, a mysterious force wanted to drain the Life Potential from his body.

"No... you cannot do this." Matsushita Saburo was also a First-Grade Ninja; he circulated his cultivation technique, sealed his body's acupoints, and guarded his body to resist that invisible suction.

But that mysterious force was extremely formidable; Matsushita Saburo's resistance was like a mayfly shaking a giant tree, unable to stop it at all, and a stream of pure Life Force was still pulled out from within his body.

Furthermore, due to Matsushita Saburo's resistance, the Life Force drained this time was even purer; Matsushita Saburo's originally robust body aged at a speed visible to the naked eye, and from his appearance, he had aged at least a dozen years all at once.

"Yamatano Orochi, how could you do this? I am willing to contribute my Faith Power, but I do not wish to have my Life Force forcibly drained by you."

Matsushita Saburo's faith collapsed, and the threads of faith also snapped; in his heart, he had originally worshipped Yamatano Orochi, but now he felt great fear toward Yamatano Orochi, and even some hatred.

Scene after scene like this was repeating all over Dongying.

To Kamo no Tadayuki, the common people of Dongying were just leeks that could be harvested for Faith Power endlessly, and Kamo no Tadayuki's current approach was like draining a pond to catch all the fish.

However, Kamo no Tadayuki did not care; as long as he could eliminate Meng Yifan, even if a large number of common people were killed or injured, it would be worth it.

As for the fact that a large number of common people had their faith shaken, that was even less of an issue; the Dongying authorities had plenty of ways to make the common people believe in Yamatano Orochi again.

Life Force was an energy even more formidable than Faith Power; these energies were as vast as the sea, crushing the firmament, and the Faith Power of Shenzhou was beaten back step by step.

When the Faith Power of Shenzhou surged over, Meng Yifan took the opportunity to brandish his Ghost Head Blade, opening a gap in the World Chain of Yamatano Orochi, and then executed Lingbo Microsteps, stepping on the void and lunging fiercely to escape the influence range of Yamatano Orochi's Mountain World.

Yamatano Orochi was very powerful; its eight heads possessed eight Demon Cores, equivalent to eight Fifth Grade experts, and its overall strength was at the Fifth Grade Peak, or Half-step Sixth-grade, and with the blessing of Faith Power, it could be compared to a true Sixth Grade expert.

Meng Yifan had also received the blessing of Faith Power and had originally wanted to fight Yamatano Orochi to the death, but now that Yamatano Orochi was disregarding the lives of the common people and forcibly draining a large amount of Life Force, the Faith Power of Shenzhou had already been crushed; at this time, even if Meng Yifan fought to the death, he would definitely not be a match for Yamatano Orochi.

"Hmph! I'll come back to kill you next time I return!" Meng Yifan looked at Yamatano Orochi coldly, then used his Spiritual Power to click the return button on the Game Panel.

"Hum!" The Game Panel emitted a mysterious ripple, enveloping Meng Yifan's Divine Soul and opening a spatial passage.

Meng Yifan felt the light distorting again, the world spinning, and the stars shifting; when he opened his eyes again, he had already appeared in the Great Martial Heavenly Dynasty World.

"My strength is still too weak; I must advance to the Sixth Grade as soon as possible, then return to slay Yamatano Orochi, wipe out Dongying, and avenge my master." Meng Yifan swore secretly in his heart.

In this Valley to the northwest of Luolong County, the seal of the Secret Realm World was gradually weakening; Yin Jiuji and Hu Mei'er had already taken a step ahead to go inside and search for treasures.

The Secret Realm World was the place where a great power had fallen, containing the World Origin; whether it was Earth or the Great Martial Heavenly Dynasty World, they were complete worlds where all things coexisted, the sun and moon moved, and the Dao remained hidden and unmanifested.

Cultivators perceiving the Heavenly Dao were like looking at flowers in the fog or the moon in the water, only able to vaguely perceive a little bit.

But the Secret Realm World was different; it was a small world opened up by a great power above the Sixth Grade, and it also contained the rules of the operation of Heaven and Earth. Although compared to a great world like the Great Martial Heavenly Dynasty, the rules of the small world were not as complete, they were still world rules, containing endless mysteries.

Furthermore, with the fall of the great power and the shattering of the world, although the Dao had become intermittent, it appeared clearly in the world; as long as one could grasp the World Source, one could achieve Enlightenment, which for a Fifth Grade expert, could greatly increase the possibility of advancing to a Sixth Grade expert.