Hades, the Urban Legend

Chapter 751: Chapter 754: Lending a Hand

Yang Chen stood still, hands on his hips, looking quite displeased. He didn't even bother to raise his head, still simmering in his frustration. If it weren't for his pride as a man, he might have pouted like a little girl!

This scene, observed by the members of Takamagahara and Blue Storm, naturally led them to believe that Yang Chen had lost his cultivation, and he hadn't even realized that Nurarihyon's attack was already upon him. Both sides felt disdainful.

The blade flashed as the sharp edge of the Mikazuki Munechika finally struck Yang Chen's wrist.

"Hmm?"

It was unclear who made the first sound of doubt, but the expressions of the crowd, who had been entirely indifferent, now showed a hint of strangeness.

The Mikazuki Munechika had indeed slashed at Yang Chen's hand, but the demon-slaying blade didn't even scratch his skin, let alone sever the tendons and cause blood to splatter on the spot.

Yang Chen finally glanced at Nurarihyon indifferently, "Is that it?"

Nurarihyon's sinisterly handsome face showed a hint of surprise. He then flashed back a few steps, saying, "It seems that although you've lost your cultivation, your body remains as strong as before. A casual attack won't be enough to harm your flesh."

Yang Chen couldn't be bothered to explain. He continued to stand there, lost in thought about what he needed to do next, with no interest in how these people planned to attack him.

Feeling slighted, a hunched figure cloaked in black from Takamagahara approached Nurarihyon with a sharp whistle. In a hoarse, rough voice, he said, "Commander, since this guy's body is so tough, there's no need for you to exert yourself. Let me have a go. Without his Yanxia cultivation, no matter how tough his body is, it must have its limits, hehe..."

Nurarihyon chuckled softly, "Araguro, just don't make the harbor too messy."

"No, no, feel free to use whatever means necessary," Saideri said nonchalantly from behind. "You needn't worry about the extent of the damage. We've already contacted the police to seal off the area, so no one will get close, no matter what happens."

"Hehe." Araguro laughed sharply. "In that case, I won't hold back!"

As soon as he finished speaking, two muddy yellow lights flickered from within the black cloak, which then flew aside, revealing the true form beneath!

A skeleton, exaggeratedly large and entirely yellowish-brown, appeared before everyone!

Apart from two flickering yellow flames in its hollow eye sockets, the skeleton was completely empty. Every bone was shrouded in chaotic black poisonous mist, adding to its eerie appearance.

Some of the elite SEALs, seeing that their ally was such a terrifying figure, couldn't help but take a few steps back.

Araguro was said to be a demon formed from the lingering resentment of soldiers who died in ancient battles in Sakuramoto and whose remains were never buried. Besides the rotten corpse poison gathered from countless bodies, the skeleton, condensed from the essence of millions of bones, was unimaginably strong.

Upon revealing its true form, Araguro began to rapidly expand, his bones thickening and lengthening. He grew to over twice his previous size, becoming a massive skeleton about three meters tall, surrounded by black mist!

"Hades, let me see how tough you really are!"

The massive skeleton, speaking in a deep voice, moved with the speed of lightning, taking a single stride to reach Yang Chen!

"Boom—"

A bone fist, as large as a millstone, slammed into the spot where Yang Chen was standing!

But after the fist created a huge crater in the concrete ground, sending dust flying, Yang Chen remained unscathed.

It was unclear when, but Yang Chen had already shifted to stand behind Araguro.

This time, everyone was shocked again!

Being struck without injury could be attributed to body strength, but how could they explain such a movement that was impossible to track?!

"Damn it, could it be that he hasn't lost his cultivation?!" Stark, the black man, said in a panic.

"No, it can't be," Saideri shook his head. "Since it was decreed by the Main God, it can't be wrong. If my guess is correct, although he has lost his cultivation, his physical condition remains intact, and his reflexes are beyond imagination, which is why he can still perform at this level."

Hearing his explanation, everyone felt slightly more at ease. After all, if it was merely physical strength, they wouldn't be too fearful.

"Damn it!"

Araguro, enraged by his failed strike, erupted with fury. Black mist burst forth from the gaps in his bones, surging toward Yang Chen.

"Get out of the way!" Saideri hurriedly commanded the SEAL team members closest to Yang Chen's position to back off.

But the command came a bit too late. Two members inhaled a small amount of the thick black mist, and their skin immediately began to fester, dissolving into a puddle of rotting flesh. Their deaths were so gruesome that the other team members retreated several steps in fear.

Yang Chen, however, didn't move. He merely pinched his nose, frowning as he waved his hand dismissively. "It stinks."

Araguro, humiliated and furious, charged at Yang Chen again, moving as swiftly as a whirlwind. His massive skeletal hand, shrouded in black mist, reached out as if to grab Yang Chen directly!

"Nowhere to run!" Araguro roared, his hollow eyes glowing with intensified yellow flames, as he saw that Yang Chen hadn't moved and was about to be captured.

However, an absurd scene unfolded once again.

The massive hand, surrounded by black mist, stopped just an inch away from Yang Chen's body, unable to go any further!

Everyone was puzzled. Why had Araguro suddenly stopped his attack?

"Hey, what are you waiting for?! Finish him off!" Stark shouted in frustration.

Araguro's skeletal frame began to tremble, and in a hoarse voice, he croaked, "I can't grab him!"

Everyone was shocked. They finally realized that Araguro was straining with all his might but couldn't move an inch closer to Yang Chen!

Nurarihyon, gripping his long sword, looked baffled. "Impossible. I haven't sensed any energy fluctuations. What is going on?"

As Nurarihyon had pointed out, the other two yokai from Takamagahara also looked grim. Yokai were naturally more sensitive to any power fluctuations in the world than humans, but they couldn't detect what technique Yang Chen was using that rendered the powerful Araguro utterly helpless!

Moreover, even though Araguro's corpse poison was lethal even to yokai, Yang Chen had inhaled it without any reaction, only complaining about the stench.

Yang Chen raised his head indifferently, his expression one of complete disinterest, and softly said, "Disappear."

No one understood what Yang Chen meant by "disappear." What was supposed to disappear?

But what happened next sent chills down everyone's spines, their hearts plunging into a dark, muddy swamp of fear.

The once mighty Araguro, towering and menacing, suddenly began to disintegrate. Every bone in his body, as if it had been weathered by centuries of desert winds and rain, crumbled to dust at the slightest touch!

Yes, bit by bit, like tiny grains of sand, Araguro's bones dissolved before their very eyes, vanishing into the sea breeze!

The yellow flames in Araguro's eye sockets were the last to extinguish. When they died out, his entire skeleton and the surrounding black mist had already disappeared without a trace.

"How could this be...?" The red-clad female yokai, Maokoujiki, covered her mouth, trembling as she staggered backward in horror.

The SEAL team members were dumbfounded, their hands shaking as they clutched their guns.

Saideri and Stark stood frozen, their faces stiff with fear.

At that moment, everyone understood one thing—this man hadn't lost his power at all!

Nurarihyon's expression darkened, and his killing intent began to spread. Gripping his Mikazuki Munechika tightly, he said, "I can't understand how you managed to kill my subordinate without any energy fluctuations. But it's clear your power remains unfathomable. Since we miscalculated, it seems we have no choice but to fight to the death."

"Commander, let us assist you!" Maokoujiki shouted, exchanging a determined look with the handsome male yokai beside her, both making the decision to fight to the death.

In an instant, Maokoujiki's long, black hair began to dance wildly, transforming into countless sharp "hair arrows" that shot out like a deadly storm, each one lethal and shrieking through the air, all aimed at Yang Chen!

At the same time, the male yokai's head detached from his neck and flew off without anyone noticing!

The headless body swiftly performed a series of intricate gestures, while in the air, the severed head used its ears as wings. Threads shot out from the head's mouth, nose, eyes, and ears, all nearly invisible but capable of slicing through jade.

These threads, almost imperceptible and razor-sharp, quickly tightened around Yang Chen, trapping him in a confined space!

"Secret Technique: Mirror Still Water, Sakura—"

Nurarihyon, in perfect sync with his two subordinates, once again became a blur. Surrounding Yang Chen, countless pink sakura petals began to fall.

These sakura petals, like raindrops, created ripples in the air as they drifted closer to Yang Chen's body. As they neared him, the delicate petals transformed into clusters of golden, fiery yokai flames!

Seeing Takamagahara's remaining three yokai suddenly unleash their full power, Saideri and Stark's faces lit up with joy. These individuals were indeed extraordinary; perhaps there was still a chance!

The piercing hair arrows, the cutting threads, and the blazing sakura petals formed an inescapable deadly prison around Yang Chen!

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