Chapter 410: It's His Honor to Die in My Hands

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Ye Yangcheng sat quietly on the sofa in the guest room and waited for Yuan Tingting's news, if Yuan Tingting could find the land of nine yin with abundant yin power, it would mean that for a long time to come, Ye Yangcheng would no longer need to worry about the problem of lack of manpower. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

But if Yuan Tingting can't find the land of nine yin with abundant yin power, it means that Yeyang City will still face the dilemma of insufficient manpower, but this is not a problem that cannot be solved, the easiest way is to use the area of jurisdiction obtained after upgrading the godhead to the ocean, no longer expand the area of jurisdiction on land, and develop to the sea instead.

After all, now Yeyang City's godhead is only level eight, even if he is promoted to level ninth, he is only halfway through, sooner or later, the entire earth will be his Yeyang City's jurisdiction, so from this point of view, there is not much contradiction between expanding to land or to sea.

Ye Yangcheng, who was sitting on the sofa in the guest room, didn't know that just as he was thinking about how to deal with it, on the next floor of his guest room, a man in his thirties wiped the cold sweat oozing from his forehead with a panicked expression, walked to the window tremblingly, looked up, and then hurriedly left the hotel room with a suitcase...... "How is it?" Did you find it? After sitting quietly on the sofa for more than 20 minutes, Yuan Tingting, who had been away for a long time, suddenly appeared less than three meters away from Ye Yangcheng.

Although expanding the area of the jurisdiction on the sea can temporarily alleviate the dilemma of lack of manpower, in the same way, if it can be expanded on land, Yeyang City is not willing to waste its area on the sea, which is an instinctive choice.

"Tingting found one, but it seems that the yin power is extremely weak." Looking at Ye Yangcheng's inquiring eyes, Yuan Tingting hesitated for a moment before replying, "It may not meet your master's requirements." ā€

"The yin power is extremely weak?" As soon as he heard Yuan Tingting's words, Ye Yangcheng seemed to have thought of something, and the expression on his face stiffened slightly: "Where is this Nine Yin Land you found?" ā€

"In ......" Yuan Tingting thought for a while, stretched out her hand to the north, and said: "Follow the coastline all the way to the north, just below a cliff, in the land of nine yin at the bottom of the sea. ā€

ā€œā€¦ā€¦ I know that place. Hearing the direction described by Yuan Tingting, Ye Yangcheng raised his hand and patted his forehead, and said helplessly: "Is it in the area of Wenling, Taizhou, in addition to this, is there any other place of nine yin?" ā€

"This ......" Yuan Tingting was stunned, then her eyes widened, carefully observing the direction of the flow of yin power in the air, about half a minute later, her eyes lit up, and she nodded: "Yes!" In the southwest direction! ā€

"Let's go check it out." Ye Yangcheng's mood that was still a little disappointed just now suddenly perked up, and he ordered Yuan Tingting: "Report to me after confirming it as soon as possible!" ā€

"Yes, master." Yuan Tingting nodded, and the whole person turned into a faint green smoke and rose into the sky, and disappeared from Ye Yangcheng's sight in a moment, and the direction she went to was Quheng City, where Ye Jinglong went to school...... "Damn Chinese!" A low roar full of murderous intent suddenly exploded in everyone's ears, and before the dozen men and women in the conference room could come back to their senses, the originally closed office door was kicked open: "Boom......"

The heavy door of the conference room suddenly split apart with a rumbling sound, and a twenty-seven or eighteen-year-old man wearing a black power suit appeared in the eyes of everyone in the conference room.

The more than a dozen men and women sitting in this conference room ranged in age from their thirties to their fifties, but they represented the core existence of the entire political axe! Prime Minister, Chief Cabinet Secretary, Minister of Internal Affairs and Communications, Minister of Foreign Affairs, Minister of Justice, Minister of Finance, Minister of Economy, Trade and Industry, Minister of Defense...... Seeing these people, in fact, it is equivalent to proving that this conference room is going on with an absolutely top secret cabinet meeting, this kind of meeting is generally guarded by extremely strong armed personnel, let alone kicking open the door of the conference room, even if it is difficult to enter here!

The cabinet meeting that was in full swing was suddenly interrupted, and the man sitting at the head of the conference table had a gloomy face, stood up from the chair with a hula, raised his hand and pointed at the young man in a black suit, and said angrily: "Tomohiro Otsukaoka, this is not a place where you can mess around!" ā€

"Nonsense? Ha ha...... You actually say I'm messing around?! Hearing the man's angry reprimand, Tomohiro Otsukaoka, dressed in a black suit, laughed out loud as if he was crazy: "Second uncle, second uncle, why didn't you inform me of the news of my father's death?!" ā€

After laughing, it was replaced by a chilling murderous intent, Otsukaoka Tomohiro slowly restrained the smile on his face, his cold gaze swept over the people in the conference room, and a calm but extremely strange voice sounded in their ears: "Yasukuni Shrine, from today onwards, I will preside over it." ā€

"What?!" If Tomohiro Otsukaoka kicked open the door of the conference room as a missile, then the words he said now were no less than an atomic bomb, which made everyone's faces change suddenly, and they stood up one after another, with a look of disbelief on their faces: "How is this possible!?" ā€

The man who was previously called the second uncle by Tomohiro Otsukaoka seemed to have thought of something, his eyes widened and he asked, "Tomohiro Otsukaoka!" What did you do to the host of Saionji?! ā€

"You mean my master?" Two strange red colors appeared on Tomohiro Otsukaoka's slightly pale face, and he glanced at his second uncle strangely, took out an antique token from his waist, and threw it into his second uncle's hand casually, without saying anything.

However, although Tomohiro Otsukaoka didn't say anything, as soon as he saw the token he took out, everyone's faces changed again, originally anger, but now it turned into awe, as if the person standing in front of them at the moment was not a young man in his twenties, but a living demon king who had the power of life and death in their hands!

Catching this token with trembling hands, Otsuka Yuezhi looked at Otsukaoka Tomohiro with a complicated expression: "You...... Kill the host of Xiyuan Temple? ā€

"I've given him three more years to live." Otsukaoka Tomohiro didn't shy away from this at all, but instead sketched a sneer of disdain, saying: "More than 100 years of cultivation is not worth my achievements in 20 years, so it is his honor to be my master for more than 20 years, and it is his honor to die in my hands." ā€

"You ......"

"Huh?!" Without waiting for Otsuka Echichi to scold angrily, Otsuka Otsuka Tomohiro had already raised his legs and took a step towards the conference table, and a cold murderous aura like a substance instantly shrouded Otsuka Echi's body, almost in the blink of an eye, Otsuka Echichi fell on the chair with a puff, his face was pale, and his forehead was covered with fine cold sweat...... "Waste." Seeing that Otsuka Yuezhi was forced to sit back directly by his own momentum, Otsukaoka Tomohiro did not have the slightest smugness, but glanced at his second uncle with great disdain, raised his hand and made a slight move, and took back the token into his hand, raised his eyebrows and said without looking back: "Someone." ā€

"Whoosh ......" two black shadows flashed, and everyone only felt that there was a flower in front of their eyes, and two men in black appeared next to Tomohiro Otsukaoka, these two people were dressed like traditional ninjas, but there were many different places, for example, they only had one weapon on their bodies, that is, a katana.

As soon as they saw these two men in black, the last trace of luck in everyone's hearts was also destroyed, they glanced at each other, and then stood up in unison, bowed to Otsukaoka Tomohiro: "Otsuka preside." ā€

Although the Yasukuni Shrine claims to be a place of worship, it is in fact the highest violent institution in the shrine and is directly under the control of the emperor.

This is one of the highest secrets of the book, in addition to the worship in the Yasukuni Shrine, there is also a black scripture, this scripture appeared in the book of about 960 A.D., every other month, this black scripture needs to be soaked in the blood of boys and girls until it becomes dark red, after taking out the scriptures that change from black to dark red, the scriptures will output a strange energy for people to cultivate.

It's just that there are very few people who can withstand this evil energy, often only one person in a hundred years, and those who can withstand this evil energy can introduce this evil energy into their own body, so as to achieve the purpose of strengthening themselves.

And those who can't withstand this evil energy will be blown to pieces by this energy, and even their souls will be swallowed by this scripture in one gulp!

Since 960 A.D., this scripture appeared in the book, it has directed one bloody storm after another, from its first beneficiary across the entire book, it has become the supreme martial arts classic in the minds of the samurai, even if it is known that it will kill most people on the spot, the people who fight for it are still rushing.

It wasn't until 132 A.D. that a warrior from the royal family obtained the scriptures, and after his strength soared, he began to study the application of the evil energy of the scriptures, and in about 1359 A.D., this member of the royal family actually really studied other applications of the evil energy!

After channeling the evil energy into one's own body, after a period of cultivation and fusion, and then transferring the cultivated and excess evil energy into the body of others, although this cannot avoid the danger of exploding and dying, it is also much safer than directly absorbing energy from the scriptures.

That is, from the beginning of this royal family member began to cultivate a large number of subordinates, the black scripture has been passed down among the royal family, avoiding the scramble caused by the loss of the threat of force due to the death of the beneficiary in the past, because the strength of those who obtain energy from the beneficiary should not be underestimated.

Moreover, this member of the royal family chose an apprentice who could also withstand the evil energy of the scriptures from the beginning, and under this arrangement, it was passed down from generation to generation.

Saionji is the seventeenth inheritor of this scripture, and it is also the master of Otsukaoka Tomohiro, who is regarded as the strongest person in the book by those in the know, and now, Saionji has fallen and died at the hands of his own twenty-seven-year-old apprentice Otsukaoka Tomohiro, who has become the eighteenth generation inheritor of the black scripture, and will become the new presiding officer of the Yasukuni Shrine only after entering the emperor's residence to declare his allegiance to the emperor.

That is to say, now as long as Tomohiro Otsukaoka succeeds to the status of host, then he will also receive the collective allegiance of the existing shadow guards of the Yasukuni Shrine, and officially join the ranks of the big men who are said to be powerful, and his status in the name of the prime minister will directly surpass the prime minister of the cabinet!

Although the Yasukuni Shrine has no right to interfere in the internal affairs of the shrine, under the absolute force, even if he interferes, who can fart out?

Therefore, Tomohiro Otsukaoka broke into the door so arrogantly, not because of the impulse of young people, but because he was absolutely sure of the result of his actions!

Tomohiro Otsukaoka is not worried that he will lose the coronation of the Yasukuni Shrine because of his atrocities, because he is still young and he has not yet chosen his heir, that is, even if he kills his master Saionji, no one will dare to do anything to him!

There is no doubt that those who can withstand the evil energy of the scriptures are all genius-like figures, and Tomohiro Otsukaoka entered the Yasukuni Shrine at the age of seven, and it took only twenty years to kill the Xiyuan Temple that had been cultivating in the baptism of the evil energy of the scriptures for more than a hundred years!

Saionji is also a genius, but Tomohiro Otsukaoka is better than the blue.

With an indifferent expression, he swept over everyone present, and Tomohiro Otsukaoka raised his hand slightly to let a shadow guard next to him move a stool, sat down in a dignified manner, and said lightly: "Regarding the cause of my father's death, should you tell me?" ā€

"This ......" Everyone hesitated for a moment, and then they all turned their searching eyes to Otsuka Yuezhi, whose face was pale.

Feeling that everyone's eyes were focused on him, where did Otsuka Yuezhi still have the courage to put on his second uncle's posture at this moment? At that moment, he nodded with a wry smile...... "Host Otsuka, judging from the evidence we have now, as well as the news from the White House in the United States, that group of sea monsters must have been artificially controlled, and the ...... of controlling this group of sea monsters"

"It's Chinese." Before the man could finish speaking, Otsuka Koshichi had already interrupted coldly: "I need more detailed information. ā€

ā€œā€¦ā€¦ Yes, yes, yes. The man raised his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead and said, "Now the most likely thing is that it is the Yiren ...... who is active in Wenle County, China."

"Whoosh......" Three figures flashed, and Tomohiro Otsukaoka, who was sitting on the chair, disappeared without a trace.

(To be continued)