The Beginning of a Good Show

Volume 1 Chapter 389 - The Beginning of a Good Show

Seven days later, the private jet that Heisei Kiyogen and Tadayuki Kato were traveling on landed at the Binyang International Airport.

Traveling with them, there were also ten ordinary Shinto priests under them, as well as already nearly a hundred members of the Shinto religion.

Kato Tadayuki actually did not like this companion sent by the Ise Shrine, and he even felt uncomfortable whenever he stood beside Seigen Heisei.

This was not only because, Qing Yuan Heisei was too cold, arrogant and conceited, but more importantly, the cold and putrid aura that Qing Yuan Heisei exuded made his hairs stand on end.

Kato Tadayuki did not know Qing Yuan Heisei particularly well, but based on the rumors in the Shinto religion, he knew that this Ise shinigami, who still looked young and handsome, was at least four or five hundred years old.

Although he himself was over two hundred years old, he still looked too young in front of Qingyuan Heisei.

Qingyuan Heisei's strength, unfathomable, bloodthirsty and cold, in the chaotic world two or three hundred years ago, he had once destroyed an army and slaughtered a city with the power of one man, and the people who died under him were enough to pile up a high mountain.

As for now, in the entire Divine Dao Sect, his strength could be ranked in the top ten.

It was said that other than the number one strongest person in the Shinto religion, Elmwood Masahide, and the two Grand Magistrates of the Ise Jingu Shrine, Seigen Heisei didn't put anyone in his eyes.

Kato Tadayuki was not too willing to be in the company of such an unpredictable and powerful old demon, but the mission he was entrusted with forced him to cooperate with Qingyuan Heisei.

He only wished now, to hurry up and complete the mission set out by Grand Divine Officer Ise and return to Japan, the sooner the better.

Getting down from the airplane, the group directly stayed in the Weihao Hotel, which was the best five-star hotel in Binyang, and they had already booked a room before they came.

"Binyang has arrived, our next step, what should we do?" When everyone was settled, Kato Tadayuki came to Qingyuan Heisei's room and inquired.

"I haven't left the Ise Shrine for a long time, and I'm already very unaware of the outside world." Qingyuan Heisei looked at the beautiful scenery outside the window and said indifferently, "These trivial matters, it's better for you to take care of them, I'm only responsible for making the final move to deal with that Chinese cultivator who killed my Magus."

"Okay." Kato Tadayuki nodded, thinking that this Qingyuan Heisei was quite professional and didn't give orders haphazardly, otherwise, it was really hard to say whether this mission would be accomplished or not.

"We are going to send out all of our Shinto priests and subordinates, to look for clues in Binyang. In addition, the peripheral disciples of the Hachiman Shrine have some connections with both the black and white communities in Binyang, so by fully mobilizing these connections, we might be able to make some gains."

"Then do as you wish." Qingyuan Heicheng lazily responded, unconcerned.

Having obtained the consent of Qingyuan Heisei, Kato Tadayuki quickly carried out his will.

The subordinate Shinto priests began to delve into all corners of Binyang, actively searching for clues. Several peripheral disciples of the Hachiman Shrine also mobilized their connections in Binyang to participate in the search.

Zhao Rui, who was the object of the search, soon sensed that something was wrong.

This was because he realized that there seemed to be more cultivators in Binyang City overnight.

This was not a normal phenomenon because, the city of Binyang was not a place that cultivators liked to patronize.

He then released his second Yuan Shen and began to probe the situation.

The results of his probing surprised him, a not-so-large Binyang city had been flooded with nearly a hundred cultivators!

Although the vast majority of them were just small stragglers with low strength who had just started.

However, there were two people whose strength was extremely powerful!

The cultivation of one of them had already reached the Out-of-Body Stage realm, and the other one had even reached the Divine Separation Stage, with a strength that was a whole level higher than his!

Of these two, one was a stout old man with a head full of white hair, and the other was a young man in his twenties with a bit of an evil aura.

However, Zhao Rui vaguely felt that the actual age of this youth, however, was only not young, as his spiritual energy fluctuations were much more powerful than that old man!

The two were simply not on the same level!

It was really a big deal!

To send such a huge team to deal with me alone!

Zhao Rui laughed mockingly.

He had already determined the identities of these people from their spiritual energy fluctuations, and knew that they were all practitioners sent by the Japanese Shinto Sect.

Their purpose, naturally, was to retrieve the two treasures in the Rong Witch's Tomb, and in the process, avenge the dead Shintoism disciples.

Zhao Rui naturally had no intention of revealing his identity, much less foolishly sending them to his door automatically.

He felt that these Divine Dao Cult practitioners, since they were in a hurry to find their whereabouts, it would be better to let them go and search slowly, anyway, no matter what, it wouldn't yield any results, it would just be a waste of manpower and material resources.

However, on second thought, just letting these guys go, scurrying around in Binyang, seemed a bit wrong, at least give them a little lesson, without revealing their identity, play a good trick on them to make it interesting.

Zhao Rui thought about it for a little while and quickly had an idea.

He withdrew his Second Primordial Spirit and took advantage of the nighttime color to head out the door.

Zhao Rui's chosen target was an ordinary Magus of the Hachiman Shrine.

This Magus, who looked to be in his fifties, was slightly chubby and had a big belly, but his cultivation was not bad.

In a cultivation team of more than a hundred people, although he could not be compared to the two chiefs, he was still of a first-class level, and there were only five or six Shinto priests of the same level as him.

Of course, this Magus was still a huge difference compared to Zhao Rui, not at the same level, and Zhao Rui had the certainty to take him down quickly.

Locking onto the position of that Magus, Zhao Rui trailed behind, waiting for the opportunity to strike.

At this time, although it was already late at night, since it was already the end of spring and the beginning of summer, the temperature had risen, and Binyang's nightlife was gradually bustling, and there were still quite a few vehicles and pedestrians on the streets.

Zhao Rui followed the Magus from afar, passing through several busy neighborhoods before finally turning into a more remote street.

The street was so narrow that it could only allow two cars to walk side by side, and the stores on both sides were probably closed early due to the lack of business.

There weren't even any streetlights here, except for the occasional lights coming out of the windows of the upper floors on both sides, there were no other sources of light.

Zhao Rui smiled lowly, this could really be a good place to kill someone.

He took out his Underworld Spirit Mask and put it on his face, then quickly rushed towards that Magus, over.

Zhao Rui didn't deliberately conceal his movements, so the fat Magus, hearing the sound of the wind suddenly rising behind him, realized that something was wrong.

With a speed that was completely disproportionate to his figure, he turned around with a "whoosh", and saw a silver-faced man with a demonic mask, who had already rushed to his front with an intimidating might!

The fat Magus was taken aback, not thinking that he had been attacked on his first night, and that the attacker was clearly a cultivation powerhouse!

Cold sweat rolled down his body.

The one who came was not good, the one who came was not good, if he couldn't cope with it, he would really be in a bad way.

Without even thinking about it, the fat Magus pointed his toes on the ground and retreated backwards at a rapid pace, at the same time, he moved quickly to take out two Divine Path incantation talismans and recited under his breath, preparing to summon the Style God and fight.

Zhao Rui had seen how a Magus fights and naturally knew exactly what the fat Magus was preparing to do.

He laughed coldly, spread his body, accelerated fiercely, and rushed to the Magus as a gray shadow, then struck out like lightning, and ruthlessly stuck the fat Magus's thick and fat neck.

The fat magus only felt his neck, as if it was stuck in an iron vice, and the incantation he was chanting was immediately interrupted, no longer able to send out a syllable!

He didn't expect that his opponent would be so strong, and couldn't help but panic, reaching out with both hands to desperately break Zhao Rui's wrists, hoping to be able to break Zhao Rui's wrists open.

However, it was futile, Zhao Rui's arms did not move at all.

"Ask you two questions." Zhao Rui looked at the fat Magus who kept struggling, his five fingers slightly loosened, and faintly asked, "The two people in the hotel's luxury suite are your chiefs, right, what are their names? What are their origins?"

The fat Shinto priest took a deep breath of air, knowing that all of his little life was in the hands of this silver-faced man, so he answered honestly, "The older one is called Kato Seedwalker, the grand Shinto priest of our Hachiman Shrine, and the younger one is called Kiyogen Hiryu, a Shinto priest of the Ise Shrine. We have come here to search for the two lost Rongwu no Treasure, and to find the murderer of our shrine's Shinto priest."

"I see. It's just as I suspected. Thanks." Zhao Rui smiled at him, then his five fingers suddenly tightened and crushed his throat.

The fat Magus' eyes bulged out, his hands covered his throat, and he slowly fell softly to the ground, twitching a few times before breaking.

Zhao Rui gently patted the dust on his hands and thought to himself:

Those two Magi named Kato and Qingyuan, if they knew that their men had been killed, they would definitely go on a rampage.

This was exactly what he was hoping to see.

The good show had only just begun, and more exciting things were yet to come.