This Japanese Monogatari Isn't Lame
Chapter 158 - 155. It’s All Over (25 Updates)_2

Chapter 158: Chapter 155. It’s All Over (25 Updates)_2

"...I, I understand!" Magong Tong, who was mostly brought along by Magong Yongshi, nodded vigorously, "Beichuan is trying so hard, I cannot slack off!"

She tightly clutched a key made of material that was neither metal nor wood in her other hand.

On the handle of the key, a mysterious flower pattern interlaced with white chrysanthemums, appeared exceptionally magnificent.

Shenzhu Shihui then looked back at Magong Yongshi.

"Yongshi, do not forget our duty."

"I understand, Sister Shihui, even for Tong’s sake... I will try my best." Magong Yongshi nodded and stepped onto another wooden path.

They, two people and two ghosts, seemed to be prepared, and Beichuan Si did not hesitate.

He first walked to the entrance of the underground palace and pulled up the stone slab, then closed all the stone doors encountered along the way.

Then, he arranged some larger rocks together to form a simple barricade.

After all this, Beichuan Si thought for a moment and then placed the Shinra Bell on one side, crouching in place, occasionally looking back at the ritual altar.

What Shenzhu Shihui had said to Magong Tong was unknown, but Magong Tong first closed her eyes.

Shenzhu Shihui also immediately vanished into her shadow.

When Magong Tong opened her eyes again, her originally terrified expression had faded, replaced by the calm, undisturbed demeanor of Shenzhu Shihui.

This was perhaps what Shenzhu Shihui had referred to as possession.

It was to enhance Magong Tong’s intuition, allowing her to become a mighty Soul Suppressing Twin.

After all, Magong Tong and Magong Yongshi shared the same blood as Shenzhu Shihui.

While Beichuan Si was thinking, the Shinra Bell suddenly rang urgently!

Ding-ding-ding-ding—

Beichuan Si felt the ground tremble, and a terrifying and urgent noise came from above!

Boom!!!!

A loud noise!

The first stone slab blocking Shenzhu Zhong shattered!

Beichuan Si drew Jian Ding, holding his breath.

The rumbling noise grew faster.

Boom!!!!

The stone door shattered into pieces!

Beichuan Si instinctively looked back at the altar.

Shenzhu Shihui had sliced open a small incision in Magong Tong’s palm.

The cut was small, but the blood shone with a mysterious glow, incessantly seeping from the palm into the stone slab.

The slab was now filled with a quarter of its surface with blood, adorned by a demonic flower.

It seemed as if some kind of ritual was taking place, and Shenzhu Shihui was controlling Magong Tong’s mouth, slowly chanting unintelligible spells.

A faint golden light began to appear slowly on the entire circular stone slab.

Meanwhile, Shenzhu Zhong’s horrifying ritual blade furiously smashed toward the continuously ringing Shinra Bell!

The noise there drew her attention!

This was an opportunity!

Beichuan Si stepped forward, bursting out of the shadows and leaping up.

He jumped onto the lengthy shoulders of Shenzhu Zhong, forcefully stomping down the moment the ritual blade priestess lost her balance.

A flicker of cold light passed through his hand!

Thwack!!!

The sharpness of Jian Ding was undeniable, and as Beichuan Si had chosen a spot not protected by the ritual blade, he naturally succeeded with one strike!

But—

As Beichuan Si disentangled himself, a terrifying spike blade stabbed into his arm.

The blade pierced in and was then pulled out.

This terrifying response forced Beichuan Si, who had initially planned to slice off a few more pieces of his adversary, to clutch his arm and stagger several meters back.

Death energy healing!

His arm was mercilessly split open, and the muscle tissues inside were visible, the pierced hole slowly healing.

But that was only a slow healing.

The intense pain was affecting Beichuan Si’s actions.

Yet Beichuan Si was not panicked.

He had anticipated the possibility of getting injured.

And the remaining Spirit Talismans were prepared just for this moment!

With an expressionless face, Beichuan Si shot the last Spirit Talisman towards Shenzhu Zhong as she was about to get up.

Zzzzzz!!!

Spiritual Fire burned!

Shenzhu Zhong let out a shrill scream.

Although the Spirit Talisman could not eliminate the ritual blade priestess, it could only delay her attacks, allowing Beichuan Si time to treat the wounds on his arm.

Finally, Beichuan Si’s arm returned to normal, and the pain also faded.

Taking advantage of the binding effect of the Spirit Talisman, Beichuan Si fearlessly charged again!

If he did not delay the opponent and something happened to Magong Tong, who was carrying out the ritual, he would not think of leaving this place alive!

Beichuan Si didn’t think the Spirit Talisman-less Shenzhu Zhong would fail to catch up with him.

Only five or six minutes had passed since the ritual began.

The blood had filled about three-quarters of the pattern.

All he needed was to wait a little longer, and everything would be fine.

Magong Tong, possessed by Shenzhu Shihui, glanced anxiously at Beichuan Si from time to time.

But there was no way around it.

Each stream of blood entering the pattern had to be blessed by the Soul Suppressing Twins themselves.

Magong Family’s blood had already been blessed by her and needed no further action.

The most crucial part was on her side! Shenzhu Shihui could only sweat profusely as she continued to inject blood into it.

And in this continuous state of blood infusion, the sound of Shinra Bell echoed around.

Amidst the bells, ghastly pale hands stretched out from the ground, ceiling, and walls, forcibly grasping Shenzhu Zhong’s body, halting her steps.

"Are these... human pillars?"

Seizing the moment of her brief halt, Beichuan Si moved forward; the strength from his waist transferred to his shoulders as Jian Ding fiercely slashed toward her neck!

Hiss—

Jian Ding cut through her neck, elongating the sound.

Jian Ding had only cut halfway through!

Beichuan Si felt as though the dagger had struck steel, making it incredibly hard to advance any further with mere force—

But then!

Boom!

A dark, deadly aura burst forth again!

A dull thud came from Shenzhu Zhong’s neck, her frenzied movements tearing apart the ghostly pale hands that bound her body.

But it was already too late!

With the corrosive power of the deadly aura, Beichuan Si’s hand found new strength, and Jian Ding sliced all the way through!

Sizzle—

Dark liquid scattered as the head of the blade maiden, Shenzhu Zhong, flew up.

Beichuan Si flipped his wrist, crossed his arms, and even the head flying in the air was completely severed into black mist!

He could sense that Shenzhu Zhong was not yet dealt with.

The Shinra Bell still tinkled away.

Yet, Shenzhu Zhong’s figure was nowhere to be seen around him.

Wait... could it be—

A chill flashed in Beichuan Si’s eyes as the last Spirit Talisman shot toward Magong Tong!

This system-based Spirit Talisman did not distinguish between good spirits and evil spirits; if Beichuan Si’s judgment was wrong, the consequences would be unimaginable.

But—

Zzzz!!!

Just two or three meters in front of Magong Tong, in the invisible air, a huge, ferocious figure emerged.

Blade maiden Shenzhu Zhong!

Taking advantage of the moment when resentments dissipated, she moved around Beichuan Si and instantly rushed to Magong Tong’s side.

"Just as I thought!"

Beichuan Si exhaled sharply and without another word, rushed forward, kicking the Spirit Talisman-bound blade maiden into the dark liquid.

Had he not acted decisively, or had the Spirit Talisman not been remarkably effective, Magong Tong would have been dismembered by the sharp blade in an instant!

But the world is void of too many ’what ifs.’

"Tong is in your hands now... Mr. Temple... hurry... leave this place." Shenzhu Shihui separated from Magong Tong’s body, pushing her toward Beichuan Si, her voice still slightly stuttering.

Magong Tong’s crystal blood had already filled the half of the stone slab with the demonic flower.

The demonic Soul Summoning Flower blossomed on the dais.

This was the God Flower Welcome.

Pale golden light also overflowed from the Door of the Nether—

The keys of Shenzhu and the Magong Family inserted into it were also slowly turning.

The Door of the Nether was about to open.

Shenzhu Shihui looked toward Shenzhu Zhong, struggling to emerge from the Nether Spring, and sighed leisurely:

"The Door of the Nether is open, the God Flower Welcome ceremony is concluded... let’s proceed to the Yellow Springs together... Zhong."

Magong Yongshi stood on the other side, silently nodding gently towards Shenzhu Shihui.

The twin Spiritual Bodies placed their palms together, heads slightly tilted back—

Their figures intertwined, emitting a pale golden light.

Boom!!!!!

Just as Beichuan Si steadied Magong Tong, the ground beneath them trembled uncontrollably.

The ground is trembling?

This thought had just flashed through his mind when it was dismissed.

"It’s the whole of Shenzhu Mountain that’s trembling..."

This place seemed about to collapse—

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