Chapter 57: Sorry, Didn

At that moment, Old Man heard the commotion and violent shaking outside, flew into a rage, and stormed out of the house.

“Hey now, are Itachi trying to tear down my house?”

The next instant, Old Man saw Luo Jie and the Holy Lord locked in deadly combat.

He froze in stunned silence.

After all, the Holy Lord was being brutally beaten by Luo Jie alone.

It wasn’t even a fair fight—it was a complete imbalance of power.

If not for the Horse Talisman on his body, the Holy Lord would have collapsed and died long ago.

After all, the Holy Lord currently possessed only the power of three talismans: Rat, Ox, and Horse.

Without the Fire Demon Qi still within him, he wouldn’t have had the strength to fight back at all.

Yet, even as he was stunned, Old Man’s face turned pale.

“Oh no! The Holy Lord has revived!”

He spun around and rushed back inside, frantically searching for a spell capable of subduing the Holy Lord.

At that moment, Luo Jie once again repelled the Holy Lord and formed hand seals.

Multiple Shadow Clone Jutsu.

The next instant, hundreds of Luo Jie’s clones appeared midair, hovering in every direction.

All hundreds of clones simultaneously activated the Pig Talisman’s power.

Blinding electric eyes!

No—electric beams firing in unison!

Brilliant bolts of lightning shot forth, streaking toward the Holy Lord.

The Holy Lord’s body was instantly pierced by hundreds of electric beams.

“Useless. The noble Horse grants me divine power to purge all external forces from my body.”

The Holy Lord’s voice carried a hint of smugness and arrogance.

“Itachi pathetic thief—Itachi can’t kill me.”

As he spoke, the Horse Talisman within him activated, and his flesh began visibly healing.

Even with Luo Jie pushing his output to the limit, the Holy Lord’s health bar kept bouncing wildly.

This was even more cheating than Luo Jie with a health-lock cheat!

If this were an ordinary human, even with the Horse Talisman, such grievous wounds would have killed them ten thousand times over.

But the Holy Lord was a demon—his vitality was extraordinarily resilient; this level of damage was far from fatal.

Even in the original story, Akatsuki Yu only succeeded in destroying his body after turning him into a stone statue.

But Luo Jie was now prepared.

A confident smile curled on his lips as he looked at the Holy Lord.

“Evil-born Holy Lord, I’ll seal Itachi away now—so Itachi can never again bring ruin to this world.”

No sooner had he spoken than the Four Symbols Seal was activated.

In an instant, terrifying demonic energy surged from Luo Jie’s body, making the surrounding air tremble.

The once arrogant Holy Lord instantly sensed a powerful threat.

This feeling was familiar—he had experienced it at least twice before.

And now, it was the third time!

“What kind of spell is this?”

The Holy Lord’s eyes widened in terror.

Next, the terrifying demonic energy surged like a flood toward him.

The Holy Lord was struck with an overwhelming sense of déjà vu.

He felt as if he had been transported back to long ago.

Back then, the Saint Warrior Lope had sealed him into a stone statue using a petrification spell.

And even further back—Lu Dongbin.

“No! I am a noble dragon—Itachi cannot seal me!”

The Holy Lord roared in desperation, his massive body twisting violently, trying to flee the terrifying sealing technique.

Too bad—the Holy Lord, lacking the Rabbit Talisman, couldn’t escape at all.

The demonic energy formed an invisible hand, gripping the Holy Lord and slowly dragging his enormous body toward Luo Jie.

Under the force of the energy, the Holy Lord’s body shrank steadily.

Finally, with a flash of blinding light, he vanished without a trace.

The Holy Lord was sealed once again.

Luo Jie acquired the Holy Lord as a power battery.

Fireworks for the birth of the Holy Lord Jinchuriki.

At the same time, a sealing array slowly appeared on his chest.

It was the Four Symbols Seal.

More precisely, this sealing technique should be called the Eight Trigrams Seal—a dual seal formed by stacking two Four Symbols Seals.

This was the wisdom of the Fourth Hokage, Minato Namikaze, allowing the jinchuriki to better harness the Tailed Beast’s chakra by opening or tightening the seal at will.

The instant the sealing array appeared, a sealed space spontaneously formed within Luo Jie’s body.

The Holy Lord’s figure appeared inside the sealed space, struggling desperately, searching for a way to escape.

Then, a heavy iron door suddenly materialized, slamming shut and trapping him inside.

The Holy Lord roared in fury, slamming against the iron door with terrifying force, shaking the entire sealed space.

But the iron door was formed from the sealing array—not a physical object—and even with the monstrous power granted by the Ox Talisman, the Holy Lord could not break it.

The Holy Lord was busted.

Once, though he had been petrified into a statue and lost freedom of movement, he could still gaze at distant scenery.

Now, he was sealed in this pitch-black, cramped space, unable to touch even a sliver of outside light, let alone see the view.

In the Holy Lord’s eyes, this place was even worse than the Hell where demons were imprisoned.

After all, the demon hell was vast, and he had brothers and sisters to keep him company in prison.

Sigh—it’s another day missing his brothers and sisters.

At that moment, Luo Jie’s figure slowly appeared before the iron door.

He looked at the furious Holy Lord, a mocking smile on his face, and said, “Holy Lord, how do Itachi like your new home?”

“Itachi pathetic thief, let me out!”

The Holy Lord screamed in rage, his eyes blazing with hatred.

Luo Jie merely chuckled softly. “Holy Lord, Itachi’re being a bit unrealistic.”

“By the way, thanks for the Dog Talisman—now I’m immortal.”

“Looks like Itachi’ll be staying here for a long, long time… to be reformed.”

Hearing Luo Jie’s cruel words, the Holy Lord could only rage helplessly on the other side of the iron door.

At that moment, the Holy Lord suddenly thought of a solution.

Shadow Soldiers!

He still had the Shadow Soldiers!

So he tried to summon them.

The Shadow Soldiers could travel freely across the Shadow Kingdom—if he could summon them, perhaps they could pull him out of the sealed space.

But to his utter despair, he couldn’t summon a single Shadow Soldier.

Probably because the seal blocked it.

His summoned Shadow Soldiers were out of service range.

His escape package had expired.

After all, the power to summon Shadow Soldiers didn’t come from the Holy Lord himself.

He had merely stolen the power from General Nijia’s mask.

The Holy Lord was the true thief.

Luo Jie wasn’t a thief.

Can taking power from a demon count as stealing?

Besides, this was righteous seizure—open and honorable.

At most, he was a righteous bandit.

The righteous Luo Jie Mage seized power from the evil demon sorcerer.

Luo Jie ignored the Holy Lord’s curses entirely, focusing entirely on how to harness his power.

First time being a jinchuriki—he wasn’t very experienced.

Sorry, didn’t make the Holy Lord happy.

(End of Chapter)