Chapter 1754: Divine Traces

In fact, before discovering this ruin, the Divine Way Sect was merely an insignificant sect; most of them were ordinary Onmyoji who, although they understood some Strange Arts, were not much stronger than common ninjas.

But it was precisely because they discovered this ruin and the Divine Way Sect obtained a trace of Divine Power that their sect was able to leap to become the head of Fusang.

It was also from that time on that the founders of the Divine Way Sect believed that there were gods in this world, which is why they have been frantically searching for divine traces all these years, trying every possible way to resurrect the sleeping gods.

That is why Jiutun was resurrected, but the existence of Jiutun threatened the future of the Divine Way Sect; this could be considered Karma.

With a thud, Yamamoto Shangming knelt before the Altar, using almost all his strength; after a long while, he slowly crawled up from the ground, gasping for air, and it took him a long time to recover.

Struggling to stand up, looking at the incomparably huge Nine-Headed Snake Statue before him, Yamamoto Shangming slowly knelt on the ground and muttered, "Omnipotent Great God Baqi, if your consciousness still remains, open your eyes and look at your believers; they have reached a dead end."

Bowing his head deeply, Yamamoto Shangming felt incomparably desolate.

The Divine Way Sect began hundreds of years ago and had been incomparably glorious for these hundreds of years, but he never imagined that it would be ruined in his own hands.

Moreover, at the moment of Jiutun's resurrection, he was undoubtedly happy, feeling that he had fulfilled the last wish of his ancestors, but he never expected that the final result would lead him onto this path of no return.

"Baqi Hall, so it's here?" Just then, a muttering voice came over, and immediately after, a red shadow flashed, and Jiutun appeared.

He had red hair, and his eerie gaze stared fixedly at the surroundings; this place once held the divine objects of Baqi.

After he woke up, he had actually always wanted to find this place, but he never had any leads; he didn't expect that this time, there would be such an unexpected joy.

"How did you come here?" Yamamoto Shangming stood up abruptly, the expression on his face a mix of shock and anger.

This place was the secret of the Divine Way Sect; even after Jiutun was resurrected, he did not dare to reveal this place because there were simply too many secrets within the ruins.

If Jiutun knew, he would certainly be able to develop the power inside to the greatest extent and then claim it for his own use.

He had been desperate when he fled, which was why he ran here, but he didn't expect that Jiutun had been following him all along?

"Hehe, I knew you were hiding things from me. This is the Shrine of Baqi, the place where his soul was sublimated." Jiutun laughed loudly: "You hid it deep enough; if I had known this place existed, why would I have spent so much effort supporting you idiots?"

"The Origin Power of Baqi is sleeping right here. If I obtain this kind of power, it is equivalent to possessing a portion of his power. Then, in this world, is there anything that can stop me?"

"Don't even think about it." Yamamoto Shangming stared viciously at Jiutun, his right hand grabbing, and a Bone Staff appeared in his hand.

He slammed the Bone Staff in his hand heavily onto the ground, and for a time, white radiance swirled; Yamamoto Shangming had exhausted all his strength, and no matter what, he had to stop this guy.

"Hehe, do you think you can stop me?" Jiutun glanced at Yamamoto Shangming: "It seems you are not loyal to the gods, actually hiding this place from me."

"This is the place where our Divine Way Sect rose to prominence; no one is allowed to break in here. Jiutun, leave here immediately; the territory of the Main God Baqi will not tolerate your reckless behavior." Yamamoto Shangming had an angry look on his face.

"It seems that in your bones, Baqi is your Main God. Then what am I? A tool for you to increase your power?" Jiutun tilted his head and stared at Yamamoto Shangming: "Unfortunately, we have always been using each other. You people are just slaves; give you a little benefit, and you will work for me."

"It's just a pity that you are too weak, and I don't need you anymore now. With the things here, give me some time, and I can recover as soon as possible." Jiutun muttered: "From now on, no one will be able to stop me."

Yamamoto Shangming said nothing; he slammed the Bone Staff in his hand, and with a 'whoosh', several Shikigami were summoned by him.

He knew he was no match for Jiutun, but in the current situation, he could only fight to the death.

"Do you think these things are useful to me?" Jiutun raised his head and stared at Yamamoto Shangming, smiling faintly: "I also advise you not to waste your efforts; it's useless."

"Whether it's useful or not, won't we know after trying? Retreating without a fight is not our style." Yamamoto Shangming waved his hands, formed hand seals, and then with a deep shout, several Shikigami attacked Jiutun.

The Wine Gourd attached to Jiutun's back suddenly appeared and then gradually enlarged; it let out a roar, its bottom suddenly split open, and it headed toward the three Shikigami.

Its blood-red maw opened, biting one of the Shikigami and swallowing it directly.

Another Shikigami saw that the situation was bad and turned to run, but the Wine Gourd bit down and tore off half of its body.

In less than a minute, the three Shikigami were either dead or injured; Jiutun reached out, grabbed the Scepter from Yamamoto Shangming's hand, and then threw it forward violently.

Pfft... The Scepter flew backward, carrying Yamamoto Shangming's body high up and pinning it deeply onto a pillar in front of the Shrine.

Blood slowly overflowed from Yamamoto Shangming's mouth; he stared viciously at Jiutun and screamed hysterically: "Jiutun, you will not succeed; I will be waiting for you ahead."

"An ant-like figure, daring to bark at me?" Jiutun sneered and turned his head to beckon the Gourd.

The Gourd's big mouth split open as if it were laughing, and then it slowly floated in front of Yamamoto Shangming; its terrifying mouth opened, and a scarlet tongue pressed against Yamamoto Shangming's body.

Its saliva contained extremely strong corrosive properties; Yamamoto Shangming's face immediately became a ghastly sight, and he gritted his teeth, letting out a low, miserable scream.

Yamamoto Shangming still had some backbone; even in death, he did not beg for a single word, staring fixedly at the Gourd without saying a word.

Perhaps his expression angered this fierce creature; the Gourd opened its blood-red maw and swallowed him into its belly in one gulp.

Jiutun walked slowly to the Altar, raised his head, and looked at the statue of Baqi; the huge snake head looked ferocious, and a trace of cold light appeared in its eyes.

"Hehe, old friend, in our era, we two were old rivals, but I didn't expect that we would meet in this way now." Jiutun raised his head, stared at the huge snake body, and revealed a cold sneer.