<h4>Chapter 223: Eye of Damnation (3)</h4>
Her hands were so quick that it left several afterimages in its wake. The entire room trembled slightly. Then innumerable wisps of Yin energy began to emerge from the heart of the fragment of the Obsidian Heaven’s Eye Bowl, and they began to swirl slowly.
Clink…
Qin Ye gasped with great surprise. A cloud of dense Yin energy had gathered around the bottom of the bowl, and the eye was right in the center of it. It was red, bloodshot, and appeared to be filled with great resentment as it gazed upon the mortal realm.
It was just an eye in a cloud of dense Yin energy, and yet it was overflowing with resentment and coldness. Furthemore, the eye’s coldness wasn’t quite the same as the kind which Qin Ye disyed to those around him. Rather, it was something that was far more chilling, almost as though it saw the lives of human beings as nothing more than the grass on the ground. It was an extreme frigidity borne out of an unyielding spirit that vowed never to rest until he achieved his goals. Qin Ye felt somewhat conflicted in his heart when he saw the eye sweep a gaze past him without stopping at all.
But before Qin Ye could even reel in his surprise… Whoosh! Several other eyes opened on the base of the bowl at the exact same time, each of which took the ce of one of the cosmic spots on the bowl. Within an instant, the entire bowl was covered in bloodshot eyes, observing the state of the mortal realm four centuriester with festering resentment and grievances.
Boom!!
“Each wisp of Yin energy here represents a single Yin spirit. Take a good look and see how many there are?” Arthis finally spoke up.
Qin Ye was dumbfounded.
Ignoring Qin Ye’s astonishment, Arthis remainedpletely unfazed by the menacing wave of Yin energy as she continued, “Actually, it’s quite misleading to say that the Nipponese Warring States were akin to warring viges. After all, each of these so called ‘viges’manded a military force of a hundred thousand or so at that time. Cathay aside, a force of such magnitude would already rank among the top in the east at that time. It’s just that I can’t stand the fact that one of their generals, Miyamoto Musashi, is actually more powerful than Lord Zhao Yun.”
Arthis stared at Qin Ye as though he were asking a rhetorical question, before snorting coldly, “If you think about it, it’s funny that they should call Miyamoto Musashi a sword saint when he’s just a centurion. He didn’t achieve any great conquests in his lifetime, and he was only posthumously conferred the title of sword saint by pop legend. And to think he was even said to be a hundred-men yer… Even the sword saint Kamiizumi Nobutsuna, founder of the Shinkage-ryu school ofbat, did no more than achieve the title of a ten-men killer. How could they hold a candle to the Sixfold Ghost Kings that we have? What a joke.”
Qin Ye’s eyes brightened. In other words, I wouldn’t merely be seizing the souls of Oda Nobunaga and his immediate family if I obtain the Obsidian Heaven’s Eye Bowl, because he woulde together with at least a dozen other high-ranking warriors of his time?
“Bodyguards.” Arthis responded, “A Nipponese daimyo would have at least one personal bodyguard. In today’s terms, it would be the equivalent of the Nipponese special forces. These are the elites of the elite, handpicked only from the ranks of thousands upon thousands of soldiers. And the only reason why they aren’t well known is because their role is to protect the safety of their daimyo, and none of them participated in the battles at all.”
Just then, the Obsidian Heaven’s Eye Bowl trembled, and a wisp of Yin energy far stronger than the rest suddenly rose up from the bowl.
“Here ites.” Arthis remained cid, but she allowed the wisps of Yin energy around her own body to flourish menacingly as well, “Oda Nobunaga… what a nostalgic name…”
The Yin energy converged into one, and a life-size figure of a human being appeared in the room.
Just like what was depicted in the various movies and animes, the helmet had the face of an oni, together with fierce, protruding fangs that looked just like a sabertooth tiger. The rest of the armor was covered in pure ck metallic tes. The wisps of Yin energy that were iling around earlier immediately rushed into the set of armor as soon as it appeared, where they transformed into a jade-greenherfire that began to ze from the inside.
Whoosh… The Yin energy in the room rushed into the armor in an instant, and two spots of red mes peeked out from the armor, right where its eyes would be. The entire room was now devoid of Yin energy and filled instead with a deathly silence and a striking chill.
Advanced Anitya Hellguard… Qin Ye gasped. He’s only one step short of bing an Infernal Judge… his abilities are definitely higher than mine! But I suppose that stands to reason. After all, he was one of the most famous daimyos of his time - a man who was only one step away from unifying the entire nation. Someone like that… can I truly make him a subordinate of mine and take him under my wing?
No response.
ROARRR!!!
“Grudge, grudge, grudge! Hate… hate, hate, hate! So much hate! So much HATE!!!”
“Why… why did Akechi Mitsuhide betray me?! I can’t die… I’ve got great ambitions! My ambitions remain unfulfilled!”
This was an evil ghost through and through. It was on apletely different level from the ghosts he had encountered back during the incident with That Amorous Affair or Li Jiankang.
“AHHHHHHH!!!” As he roared, countless illusory silhouettes appeared to shake behind him, almost as though they were singing praises to their own king. Arthis nodded, “As expected, you haven’t fully awakened yet… But still, you’re a general. Don’t make yourself look so ugly.”
Fortunately, Arthis had already set up a formation array to seal off Qin Ye’s room. But, even then, the doors and windows to his room began to rattle loudly, as though a massive hurricane had just picked up. With the fragment of the Obsidian Heaven’s Eye Bowl in the center, the beddings, nket, books and other belongings in the room were instantly scattered several meters away, nging and ttering against the walls.
“Holy shit…” Qin Ye put his arms up defensively in the shape of an X, eximing as though he had just seen a ghost.
I mean… we’re both Hellguards, so why does he seem to be on apletely different level from me?
They were now face to face, no more than half a meter apart from the other.
“YYYAAAAAAAAARRRGGHHHHH!!!”
With a thunderous bang far louder than before, Qin Ye found himself blown back so hard that he mmed against the wall. Everything within a small radius around the fragment of Obsidian Heaven’s Eye Bowl was instantly reduced to dust! Her roar was several times more powerful than Oda Nobunaga!
There were no titudes nor beating about the bush. It was a straightforward conversation - I’m stronger than you. Shut up.
Oda Nobunaga also appeared stunned - No… wasn’t myeback supposed to be the stuff of legends, sweeping through Nippon like an invisible force until I conquered the entirends? Did I… get the wrong script?
Arthis’ disy of might had single handedly undermined the momentum of Oda Nobunaga’s massive buildup. The Obsidian Heaven’s Eye Bowl shook vigorously, and then dropped to the ground with a soft tter. Nobunaga’s spiritual projection vanished in an instant, as though it had never been there a moment ago.
Qin Ye blinked vacantly and approached the bowl slowly. And then, he poked the bowl, immediately retreated to the corner of the room and buried his head in his hands. Three secondster, he cautiously set down his arms and took another peek at the bowl.
Arthis was infuriated. A future Yanluo who hardly acts the part… how unbelievable irksome!
Qin Ye was startled, “What are you talking about? Since when was I supposed to face Izanami’s army? Besides, what happened to the scourge living in Northrend?!”
“Have you ever thought about who your opponents truly are this time?”
“There’s also the Queen of Yomi, the Nipponese goddess of the dead, Izanami, and the countless emissaries under hermand!”