The black-robed man was stunned for a moment, and then his face was filled with ecstasy. Curse power quickly appeared and circled around the Kasujiji sword.
At that moment, the Kasujiji sword no longer felt as if it was breaking. The entire sword became extremely sharp, as if it could cut through everything.
"You fixed it!"
"Nonsense!" Dragon One rolled his eyes.”
"It's fixed! It was really fixed! Wouldn't that be possible? Yes..."
" Nine Ghosts!!" The black-clothed man was about to say something when the youth's voice suddenly appeared again, interrupting him.
The fox-faced young man appeared in the fog in a white kimono.
He instantly appeared beside Nine Ghost.
With a wave of his hand, he took the Kasujiji sword and slightly circulated the curse power. Although his expression could not be seen through the mask, one could still sense his ecstasy at this moment.
"Hahaha! Mr. Zen Temple is really a genius. It's a pleasure to be able to cooperate with you!”
The fox-faced man held the Kasujiji sword and his heart was burning with passion. He had originally planned to deal with Dragon One, but he had thrown it to the back of his mind. He had only invited Dragon One to try.
They did not expect that it would really be repaired. Now, they had more important things to do, so they naturally had no time to care about Dragon One.
He gave Nine Ghost a subtle look.
Nine Ghost understood and knew that now was not the time for him to take revenge. Lord Yamata was above everything else. They could not waste any of their curse power now to prepare for the next step.
"I lost money on this deal, but I'll abide by my rules. The deal is over now.”
"I understand! I understand! I look forward to working with you next time.”
"I don't want to do this kind of losing business anymore!”Dragon One's tone was as hard as a rock.
The fox-faced man was secretly laughing in his heart.
Is it really that easy to fix Lord Yamata's curse? Brat, you're still too inexperienced.
"Hahaha! The Zen Monastery's teacher was joking. Someone came to send the teacher away.”The fox-faced man was secretly pleased, and so was Nine Ghost.
Little did he know.
In their eyes, this Dragon One of the Zen Temple, who had suffered a great loss, had already swallowed their so-called Lord Yamata.
If it wasn't for the fact that Orochi's curse power was too much and difficult to digest, preventing Six Treasury Immortal Thief from absorbing new curse power, Dragon One might have used a curse tool to kill Nine Ghost.
Nine Ghosts, who didn't know that he had already walked around the gates of hell, was still looking at the sword in delight.
"We won't send you off."
The fox-faced man held the Susanagi Sword and disappeared into the thick fog. Nine Ghost also disappeared without a trace.
The first dwarf appeared again.
He was still respectful, but there was a hint of joy on his face.
"Sir, this way please."
Even his tone was very excited, as if it was the new year.
"Sigh, I hope you guys can still be this happy in the future ~" Dragon One thought with a wicked smile. What kind of expressions would they have when they found out that Orochi's curse consciousness had been absorbed by him, leaving only some curse power behind?
He was really looking forward to it.
Dragon One's signature smile appeared on his face again.
The dwarf leading the way suddenly felt a chill run down his spine, and he quickened his pace.
He just wanted to send this god of plague away as soon as possible.
At the same time.
The Zen House split up in Osaka.
The solemn hall did not have the slightest hint of modern technology. Instead, it had a sense of antiquity. Everything in the room was made of ancient wood, and eerie patterns crisscrossed the room.
The entire room was filled with a faint fragrance and an antique feeling. It was as if they had arrived at a paradise without the hustle and bustle of modern life.
A silver-haired old man was sitting cross-legged on the tatami. On the short table in front of him, a simple red sandalwood incense burner was constantly emitting sandalwood incense.
Although the old man had silver hair, he exuded a powerful aura. There was a deep scar on his old face that was like a withered tree.
The knife scar almost pierced through half of his face.
It was hard to imagine how this old man managed to keep his life under such a blade.
The old man was enjoying the afternoon sun with a cup of tea in his hand. He was quiet and relaxed.
In a corner, a fat black cat was lying lazily on the ground, wagging its tail in boredom.
"Elder, Dragon One of the Zen Temple has appeared in Osaka. Our people are watching him.”
Suddenly, a man in a black suit walked up to the old man and half-knelt on the ground.
"Dragon One of the Zen Temple, that little guy is a good seedling, but his temper really needs to be tempered.”The old man took a sip of the tea in his hand and said indifferently.
"That guy killed Shadow Three, and I've never heard of anyone who can awaken a spell after birth. I think..."
The suited man clearly knew the Level 2 Cursemancer who was killed by Dragon One. His tone was filled with deep resentment, but he did not open his mouth.
That was because the old man, who had his eyes closed, had opened his turbid eyes and stared at him.
The muscles in his entire body tightened uncontrollably, and large beads of sweat appeared on his forehead. His knees that were half-kneeling on the ground trembled slightly.
This old man, who looked like he could be blown down by a gust of wind, gave off a terrifying pressure.
It reminded the man in a suit of the special class curse spirit with independent consciousness he had faced before. That pair of eyes were so cold and heartless.
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