In the deep night, the onmyoji of the nine major families, their teams were like ghosts, and quietly came to the territory of the Gongshui clan. Their steps, like a melody in the netherworld, move forward in a fatalistic rhythm.

The territory of the Gongshui clan is an ancient land that has been carved by time. Ancient forests, tranquil lakes, and mysterious mountains surrounded by moonlight all sleep in the night. Tonight, however, this tranquil land was greeted with an uninvited guest.

Onmyoji surged from all directions, their mana burning in the night, like a raging ghost fire. They waved the fans in their hands and chanted incantations, unleashing evil power from their spells. Shadows of fear, anger, greed, and control swirled over them, darkening the otherwise quiet moonlight.

The clansmen of the Gongshui clan were awakened, and they looked at the onmyoji who were surging in like a tide with frightened eyes. Although they also want to protect their territory, they know that this time the enemy is not something they can resist.

The Onmyoji didn't stop, they kept coming like a tidal wave, their attacks as fierce and merciless as a torrential rain. The clansmen of the Gongshui clan were defeated by the onmyoji's attack, and their spells and defenses seemed unable to stop this powerful force.

The people of the Miyasui clan wept in the ruins after the war, their territory was destroyed, and their people were killed. They looked at the backs of those onmyoji, and their hearts were filled with endless pain and despair.

Mu Yu's gaze instantly sharpened, and he could feel his anger and the surging energy in his chest. He saw that everyone in the Gongshui clan seemed so helpless and desperate, and it made him unbearable any longer.

A strong force erupted from his body, anger and determination welling up from the depths of his soul. His eyes flashed with lightning, as if there was thunder rushing within him. With a flick of his fingers, an invisible force galloped out like lightning, striking those despicable Onmyoji.

With a wave of his hand, the thunder dragon behind him let out a deafening roar, and then turned into lightning bolts and galloped towards those onmyoji. These lightning bolts seem to be able to tear apart space and shatter time, like the fury of revenge, burning everything.

Looking at the tragic situation of those onmyoji, a trace of fierceness flashed in Mu Yu's eyes. He knew that for these people who dared to hurt the Gongshui clan, he would not leave any alive. His fingers streaked through the air with mysterious runes, the source of his strength and the embodiment of his anger. Each rune was like an abyss engulfed in darkness, exuding a chilling aura

"How dare you wicked people do this to innocent people!" Mu Yu's voice roared like thunder, and his eyes shone with anger.

His hands quickly sealed, and the energy in his body poured out like a waterfall. In an instant, the heavens and the earth were filled with a deafening thunderclap. Behind Mu Yu, the moisture in the air condensed into countless water droplets, which instantly turned into thunderbolts and flew out.

Those thunderbolts seemed to have the power of ten thousand pounds, and every arrow struck with unparalleled power and majesty. Every arrow that broke through the air seemed to be a declaration to those onmyoji that this was a judgment for their shameless deeds.

In the face of this sudden attack, the onmyoji suddenly rushed for a while, and hurriedly used various spells to resist. However, Mu Yu's thunder power seemed to be unstoppable, and their defenses were instantly shattered in front of those thunder arrows. For a time, they were repelled dozens of steps, and some were even directly knocked out.

A cold light flashed in Mu Yu's eyes, and he looked at the devastated Gongshui clan in front of him, and his anger burned in his heart. His hands were clenched and creaked, as if suppressing boundless anger. His eyes, as black as the night sky, were now dark red with rage, like boiling lava.

A powerful force rose from within him, it was a power that surpassed mortals, and that was Mu Yu's prerogative as a demigod. In the sky, dark clouds quickly gathered, and the sound of thunder continued to echo. Behind him, lightning condensed in the air, like silver dragons, circling and flying. These electric lights are the symbol of the power of Mu Yu's demigods, and they are also the embodiment of his anger.

In the face of those invading onmyoji, Mu Yu finally made a move. With a wave of his hand, the thunder dragon behind him let out a deafening roar, and then turned into lightning bolts and galloped towards those onmyoji. These lightning bolts seem to be able to tear apart space and shatter time, like the fury of revenge, burning everything.

The Onmyoji screamed in horror as they waved their staffs in their hands as they tried to fend off the mighty force. However, their staffs were like fragile branches in front of the thunder, easily torn apart. In an instant, wails rang out, flesh and blood flew sideways, and those onmyoji were instantly turned into ashes under Mu Yu's anger.

Looking at the tragic situation of those onmyoji, a trace of fierceness flashed in Mu Yu's eyes. He knew that for these people who dared to hurt the Gongshui clan, he would not leave any alive. His fingers streaked through the air with mysterious runes, the source of his strength and the embodiment of his anger. Each rune was like an abyss engulfed in darkness, exuding a chilling aura.

With the last rune finished, Mu Yu's anger instantly detonated the entire space. A series of violent thunderclaps rang out between the heavens and the earth, and dark clouds rolled in the air, as if they were about to swallow the entire sky. Lightning fell from the sky, like a silver dragon raging in the world, reflecting the area as bright as day.

At the same time, a cold breath erupted from his body, a breath of death and a breath of fear. The fleeing Onmyoji were horrified to find that their bodies were no longer able to move, as if they were bound by an invisible force. Their hearts beat even more violently in fear, as if they were about to burst out of their chests.

"For your sins, only death can atone for them!" Mu Yu's voice echoed in the air, it was like the murmur of death, making people lose the courage to resist in fear. He waved his hand again, and the thunder dragon behind him roared out again, this time targeting the onmyoji who were unable to move in fear.

Between the ever-changing lightning and flint, one life after another disappeared under the power of Mu Yu. And those once arrogant onmyoji also turned into dust under Mu Yu's anger. The blood feud of the Gongshui clan was temporarily repaid, and Mu Yu's anger was somewhat calmed. However, he knew that this was only a prelude to the storm.