Chapter 611: Grand Priest

Return of the Age of Gods.

A thousand years ago, the era ended by the hand of Bodhidharma, descended once again on Suzaku Avenue in Kyoto.

*Thump, thump, thump. *

The youth in the ruins by the street heard his heart beating slowly and violently in his chest, pumping blood into his skull, making his eardrums, eyeballs, and nasal cavity swell more and more.

Finally—*splat. *

Bleeding from the seven orifices, he collapsed softly.

No sound remained.

The few Sword Saints behind Li Miao withdrew their gazes, their clothes behind them already soaked with cold sweat, and couldn't help but take a step toward Li Miao, trying to use Li Miao to block their figures.

Just as they lifted their feet, they suddenly heard Li Miao in front say.

"Charge forward."

"Charge... ah?"

Li Miao sighed gloomily.

"What, is my Eastern language very hard to understand?"

He reached out and pulled his shoulder cloak.

"Charge forward, charge toward the palace."

*Clatter! *

The profound black cloak was pulled off violently and thrown into mid-air.

Li Miao raised his hand and clenched his fist.

Because the heart pulse destroyed by Bodhidharma had not yet recovered, his blood energy was deficient, and the back of his hand looked somewhat pale, and the usual bulging veins were not visible.

"Tsk."

Li Miao smacked his lips with dissatisfaction.

"Make do with it."

The next instant, heaven and earth changed.

Black sand, black sea, pitch-black storm.

Li Miao's own heart illusion instantly unfolded!

"Charge, otherwise die!"

Li Miao gave a violent shout!

*Swish! *

Sand and gravel rose suddenly!

The luxurious sedan chair rushed forward violently under the back of several Sword Saints!

The Sword Saints were not unafraid of the gods in front, but Sai Seimei's corpse was lying under their feet. If they didn't charge, they didn't doubt for a second that Li Miao would really kill them.

This was the last stretch of the road to the Emperor's palace.

Fight!!!

The luxurious sedan chair rushed forward swiftly, reaching the front of the gods within a few breaths.

The gray-white skin, the Dao-reversal Great God with facial features as thin as dust, instantly disappeared from where it was, and the next instant suddenly appeared in the high sky above the sedan chair.

And then smashed down like a meteorite!

The Kagutsuchi God, in the appearance of a young warrior, drew his blade violently, slashing out a sharp blade light a *zhang* wide; the Takeminakata God, shirtless and only wearing a loincloth, stretched his hands forward and pounced toward the sedan chair violently!

The Ame-no-tajikarao God, like a wild beast, inserted his hands into the ground, roared and exerted force—the ground rolled up like a tsunami, earth and stone flew through the air, making a shrill whistle.

Attacks, attacks sufficient to wipe out any building in the world, instantly filled the vision of the Sword Saints.

"Going to die!! —"

Their feet paused instinctively, and their hands couldn't help but want to put down the sedan chair and block in front.

However, in the midst of these four ear-piercing sonic booms, a light sound suddenly emerged clearly, falling between the few Sword Saints.

*Pat. *

Li Miao landed on the top of the sedan chair and smiled grimly.

"Stop again and you die."

Before the words fell, he suddenly raised his fingers together and lifted them upward!

Pitch-black sand and gravel rose like a living thing, with transparent protective true energy mixed in, connecting the sand curtain into a piece, blocking in front of the gods.

*BOOM!!! *

The deafening sound sufficient to tear eardrums erupted.

The Sword Saints carrying the sedan chair reacted violently, hardened their hearts, simply closed their eyes, and ran wildly forward with their heads down while carrying the sedan chair.

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At the same time, Ise Grand Shrine.

Unlike the great battle that had just begun on Li Miao's side, the struggle here was already nearing its end.

"Pfft! —" ===== CHAPTER 612 =====