Mr. Liu spoke the truth.
From the beginning, Yoshimasa Jubei had been dancing to Mr. Liu’s tune.
Firstly, he was deceived by Mr. Liu into believing that Mr. Liu was the Evil God, which instilled a fear in his heart, leading to a compromised spirit.
Secondly, he was provoked by Mr. Liu’s display of cold and haughty demeanor, deciding to use his ultimate move directly during the battle.
This type of Onmyoji ultimate move heavily relies on mental strength; if one’s will is not firm, various flaws would appear.
Under such circumstances, Yoshimasa Jubei indeed unleashed a white fierce ghost filled with flaws. It looked terrifying, but in reality, before a genuine expert like Mr. Liu, it was insignificant, transparent at a glance.
Mr. Liu’s Gang Qi longsword precisely targeted the flaws on that white fierce ghost, causing it to burst instantly!
Thus, in the end, he was defeated.
Yoshimasa Jubei fell to the ground, his body still in that muscle-bulging state, but it was clear to see that those muscles had lost their luster, like dead flesh.
Moreover, the Gang Qi that covered the surface of his muscles had also disappeared without a trace.
His entire being exuded an air of dejection and despondence, as if he had lost all vitality.
He knew he was thoroughly defeated, and in this situation, there was no escape!
Mr. Liu walked up to Yoshimasa Jubei, with Gang Qi frantically surging towards his right hand, and in a moment, another Gang Qi longsword took shape.
"Do you have any last words?"
Mr. Liu asked indifferently.
"I never imagined... all my life’s efforts were to return to Japan and exterminate the Ji Bei Family, only to end up dying at the hands of the Evil God!"
Yoshimasa Jubei roared to the heavens.
His voice carried far and wide.
Mr. Liu was momentarily stunned, a trace of a smile lifting beneath the white clown mask.
This Yoshimasa Jubei was unwittingly aiding him!
Actually declaring he died at the hands of the Evil God.
With that, he could effortlessly pin this black mark on Xiao Zheng, easy and simple.
Mr. Liu’s tone was one of appreciation.
Yoshimasa Jubei found Mr. Liu’s expression odd, but in the next moment, with a ’whoosh’, the scene before his eyes began to violently spin, the world turned upside down.
"I’ve been beheaded."
A final thought flashed through his mind. Yoshimasa Jubei’s head thudded to the ground.
Mr. Liu looked at the head for a while.
This Yoshimasa Jubei had worked with him for so long, and he had grown somewhat attached. If it were not for his excessive worry and reluctance to battle Xiao Zheng, he would have found it hard to kill this man.
"Alas, it’s your own stubbornness to blame," Mr. Liu sighed.
Then, he turned to look at the thatched hut.
On the blasted open ground of the hut sat a conspicuous small box, which had remained undamaged despite the fierce battle just now.
Mr. Liu walked over, picked up the small box, and looked inside. To his surprise, it contained the very Ginseng King, lying there quietly.
"This is what you might call returning to its rightful owner, huh?"
Mr. Liu couldn’t help but smile.
After that, he picked up the small box and swiftly left the valley.
The battle had been brief; from start to finish, Yoshimasa Jubei had only made one move. And Mr. Liu also used just one move to break through his attack. Altogether, it probably lasted only a few breaths.
In such a short time, the other people in Yin Yang Valley had no chance to come over in time.
Therefore, Mr. Liu had retreated in complete silence without anyone noticing.
Shortly after Mr. Liu left, urgent footsteps approached the area where the thatched cottage was located, and a group of people quickly walked over.
Upon seeing the scene before them, each of them opened their eyes wide in shock.
"What is this... remnants of a Divine battle?"
"My God, could it be the reappearance of the legendary Onmyoji ancestor Ji Bei Qingming?"
"It’s too horrifying, too horrifying. Within a hundred meters, everything has been destroyed."
These Onmyoji all exclaimed in astonishment.
Then they saw Yoshimasa Jubei.
His headless corpse lay on the ground, its flesh in a bizarre state. One half of the body had full muscles but lacked luster, while the other half was dry and shriveled, almost nothing but skin and bones.
And now, that dry part was continuously eroding the part with full muscles. It seemed that in no time at all, this body would completely turn into a dry and decayed corpse!
Then there was the head.
The aged head had rolled onto the ground, covered in dirt.
The two eyes were wide open, seemingly retaining emotions from before death.
Horror, anger, bewilderment.
Everyone fell silent at the sight of this scene, their expressions complex.
This Yoshimasa Jubei had not been kind to them, and could even be described as cruel!
The horror of his training methods could become everyone’s nightmare.
But on the other hand, it was precisely because of Yoshimasa Jubei that they had become so powerful.
And for a Martial Artist, strength is the ultimate pursuit.
So, their feelings toward Yoshimasa Jubei were both love and hate.
Now that they saw he had died, their emotions were indeed complex.
"What should we do next?"
In the midst of the silence, someone suddenly spoke up.
They looked at one another, all revealing expressions of confusion.
Indeed. What should they do next?
While Yoshimasa Jubei was training these Onmyoji, he just focused on their Martial Arts without cultivating other abilities.
Thus, besides their formidable strength, these people had very low qualities in other aspects. Faced with such a situation, without a leader, they suddenly felt confused and flustered.
"What we should do now is take revenge! As everyone must have heard, the one who killed our leader is a person called the Evil God," one Onmyoji said fiercely, "He killed our leader, so we definitely cannot let this slide!"
Although their feelings for Yoshimasa Jubei were complex, they were mostly loyal at heart.
"However, how should we go about it?" another person asked.
Everyone fell silent again.
After a while, someone’s eyes suddenly lit up, "Why not go to Mr. Liu? He was a true friend to our leader and is such an extraordinary person, he surely has a solution!"
No sooner had this been said than the many Onmyoji, as if finding their backbone, started to excitedly shout.
"Going to Mr. Liu is the right choice."
"He will definitely have a way."
All of them believed it to be true. They had all fallen for Mr. Liu’s deceitful scheme!