Fellow practitioners who live in this mortal world with their beauty

"Why are you panicking? You are a samurai of the Oda family, but you don't have any composure at all."

A scolding voice came from a deep cave in the mountain.

"There are too many giant eggs. I feel something is wrong. It might be a monster."

After Oda Gojiro came into contact with the world of cultivation, he remained vigilant against things that violated natural phenomena and was willing to abandon the ronin to stay away from danger.

"The spiritual energy is exhausted, where do all these monsters come from?"

"Master, I have never seen those giant eggs before. They are covered with eyes and emit five-colored light. I am afraid they have become spirits."

Oda Gojiro led the Japanese pirates back to the Dainichi Dynasty. Having seen the Three Treasures magic, he was determined to practice it. He led the Japanese pirates to conquer the Izumo Domain and killed the daimyo of Izumo. After asking to see the Yamata no Orochi, he was accepted as a disciple by the Yamata no Daizun.

The Yamata no Orochi also had to rely on the secular world, and each took what he needed and gave him skills. He learned some simple spells from Oda Goju, and then used Izumo Province as his base camp to fight and plunder resources everywhere.

"There is no record of this in your family's books?"

He was once a high-ranking samurai of the Oda clan, but after being defeated by the Tokugawa clan, he became a helpless ronin.

"There is no record of this, so I specifically asked Master to go and check it out."

"Have you ever captured those giant eggs?"

"They are still flying in the sky, and I haven't captured them yet."

"I have taught you magic in vain, and you, a mere monster, dare to bother me."

As soon as the words fell, a huge snake with eight heads, about ten feet long, six tails, and covered with scales shot out of the cave.

"Master, you should transform into a human, right?"

If a body like this were to go out, wouldn't it scare the soldiers?

"Transformation doesn't consume spiritual energy?"

The Yamata no Orochi's body was not fully recovered due to the depletion of its spiritual energy, and it relied on swallowing cinnabar ores to obtain a little spiritual energy. Most of the cinnabar mines in the Great Sun Dynasty were consumed by him, leaving the Emperor's shogunate and various feudal states with no cinnabar to use, and they had to rely on sea imports.

However, since he was walking in the secular world, this body was really not suitable, so the Yamata no Orochi also changed his body.

After he twisted his body in a puff of smoke, he turned into a burly humanoid monster covered with moss and scales, with seven heads on his shoulders. The one in the middle had a very long neck with a triangular head on top, six tail skirts around his waist, and two short legs touching the ground, but unfortunately there were no feet.

"I've seen the light of day again. The outside world is still so disgusting, and the sunlight is still blinding."

The sand mountains on the Izumo side have an astonishing amount of storage. After the Yamata-no-Orochi occupied this place, it has not left the cave for thousands of years.

"Master... Boom!"

Without waiting for the Yamata no Orochi to set off, Zhang Kang had already fired a ray of light energy bomb. The national master once said that there was no need to be polite to the Japanese pirates, just attack them directly.

"Can you use spells without a hatched monster egg?"

The Yamata-no-Orochi flew up with its eight heads standing up, and sent its spiritual consciousness to the barracks, but how come it didn't feel any fluctuations in spiritual energy?

"Master, Master, maybe a fight broke out?"

Although the light energy bomb cannot compare to a nuclear bomb, after a loud bang, as the dazzling light disappears, the rising mushroom cloud can be seen from afar.

"Follow me to meet these weirdos."

After saying this, Yamata no Orochi carried Oda Gojiro with him, twisted his body and appeared in the ronin barracks like riding on clouds.

Broken limbs and bloody flesh were scattered all over the ground. The surviving ronin huddled together, their legs trembling with fear, their faces filled with panic as if they were on the edge of an abyss. They had lost the motivation to escape, and they prostrated themselves on the ground, kowtowing and begging for mercy.

"Which monster is causing trouble in my territory?"

Damn, with your appearance, you still have the nerve to call others monsters? Why don’t you take a piss and look at yourself?

"I am the commander of the Five Cavalry of the Qing Dynasty. As a vassal state, you have not paid tribute for hundreds of years. Following the order of the State Master, you have come to fight against the Great Sun Dynasty."

Zhang Kang did not leave the flying boat. The guy who came was too scary. His realm was definitely not something a rookie like him in the Essence Refining Stage could deal with, so he just shouted to the outside through the flying boat's megaphone.

"It's just a worldly dispute. As cultivators, it's better for us not to get involved."

The Yamata no Orochi chose to turn a blind eye to the ronin corpses lying on the ground. They were just ordinary people. The sooner they died, the sooner they would be reincarnated. If it had happened before, the real me would have devoured your souls long ago.

For a cultivator who survived from ancient times, the life and death of mortals has nothing to do with him.

"Master, the national teacher they are talking about should be the cultivator that I mentioned before."

The appearance of Oda Gojiro gave the ronin a glimmer of hope for survival, and they crawled to hide behind him. Even though the Yamata-no-Orochi had a strange shape, they would rather face the monster than face death.

"Could that cultivator be a beast tamer?"

Yamata no Orochi had naturally heard about it from Oda Gojuku, and was very interested in this monk from the Qing Dynasty. If his guess was correct, this person should be the one who killed the person he sent to the Qing Imperial Palace to steal the scriptures.

"It's possible. That person has thin wings on his back."

"It should be a flying magic weapon."

It's just the ability to fly. The original body could also fly freely in the past. It was the ancient divine bird Ghost Chariot with a pair of huge wings that could fly over mountains, rivers, lakes and seas.

"I don't care what kind of monster you are or whose orders you follow. Since you dare to come here, you can leave your life behind!"

After the Yamata no Orochi finished speaking, flames spewed out of its seven heads and pounced towards the nearby flying boat.

"Lift off!"

Zhang Kang didn't know whether the flying boat could withstand the flames spewed by the monster, but the national teacher said that the damage could not be repaired for the time being.

"Don't be so rampant, monster. Escape quickly before the Imperial Master arrives."

Zhang Kang saw that the flames were actually chasing him in a roundabout way, and he quickly aimed the light energy bullet at the Yamata no Orochi.

"Haha, the spiritual energy is exhausted. Even if your national teacher can practice, how high can his strength level be?"

Yamata no Orochi originally wanted to go to the Qing Dynasty to meet Sanbao, but when he thought about the remaining eight heads, the idea immediately disappeared.

There was no Yamata no Orochi in ancient times. Its original form was the divine bird Kuche, a bird with nine heads and huge wings that could suck human souls.

At that time, it was considered to be a saint, but was considered an evil monster by human cultivators. They attacked it in groups, and its wings were cut off. In the critical moment, it sacrificed its head, and after escaping, it hid in the mountains.

It finally changed its body and nurtured a secondary head into the main brain, and survived again. Since then, it dared not go to the Central Plains, as it did not want to continue to be hunted down by human monks.

"Light energy bomb launch!"

Zhang Kang gave orders while dodging the flames.

"boom!"

The light energy bullet hit the Yamata no Orochi's spiritual defense shield at high speed. The huge impact force caused the spiritual shield to dent and deform, and it hit the Yamata no Orochi hard, exploding with light.

“Ah…hiss…”

Although the spiritual defense shield blocked most of the explosion, the close-range explosion also caused the Yamata no Orochi to fly out and fall heavily to the ground.

"Thunder and lightning, heavy wind and rain!"

The Yamata no Orochi quickly climbed up, chanted a spell, and summoned dense dark clouds, lightning and thunder.

"Number one, number one! Do you want to fire?"

There was a call from the intercom in Zhang Kang's flying boat. The team leaders applied to launch light energy bombs. Now the five cavalry armies were divided into seventy-five teams and seven squadrons. Every ten teams formed a squadron. The commander of the flying boat had five teams guarding it.

"Chen Shikai, Bao Hu, and Li Rong aim and fire, and the rest of the teams fire their artillery at the Ronin."

Although the flying boat was dispatched in advance, Sanbao did not want to waste light energy bombs. The flying boat was small and alien civilizations might not be able to detect it, but a large-scale explosion might attract their attention.

“Crack…Boom…”

There were flashes of white light, thunder and lightning, strong winds, and heavy rain.

“Haha, it must be unpleasant for those weirdos to be struck by lightning… hehehe…”

The Yamata no Orochi shook its triangular head and howled triumphantly towards the sky, only to see four rays of light shooting towards it like meteors chasing the moon.

Oh no...Spiritual defense shield!

The Yamata no Orochi no longer cared about his image and revealed his eight-headed and eight-tailed body. Just now, a spell almost seriously injured him, and now four spells came one after another, making it more difficult to defend. He still had to rely on his body to defend himself.

"Boom boom boom..."

Four kinds of light energy bullets tore through the spiritual power defense shield and exploded on the body of the Yamata no Orochi.

“Ahh…hiss…hiss…”

The Yamata no Orochi's scales were flying everywhere, blood and flesh were flying everywhere, and one of its tails was broken into two. In order to kill it while it was weak, the artillery of the five flying boat escort teams fired madly from the sky through the launch ports, hitting the Yamata no Orochi's body in all directions.