An Unimaginable Realm
Without a doubt, the power Hokuto had displayed shocked everyone present.
At the same time, many of them began to tremble.
Kurahashi Genji, for example.
Yakishimaru, for example.
And Kumomaru, for another.
Watching the dragon roar wildly in midair, then looking at Luo Zhen, who remained expressionless as he gripped the Sun Holy Sword embedded in the ground and continuously poured astonishing spiritual power into the Spirit Vein, suppressing its turmoil while chanting incantations that sent spiritual power through the Spirit Vein and into Takimiko's body, forming spell bindings that pierced into the spiritual nature of the deity inhabiting her and preparing to dominate it—Kurahashi Genji, Yakishimaru, Kumomaru, and even Harutora's group could not help trembling.
This young man had repeatedly astonished everyone. After returning a year and a half later, not only had his Spiritual Energy become so mighty and magnificent, but his strength had also undergone a complete transformation. He had revived the Night of a Hundred Demons, manipulated the legendary Demons and Monsters to overrun all of Tokyo, reduced the Onmyo Agency to ruins overnight, and even cultivated the dragon of the Tsuchimikado Family into possessing such power. He had single-handedly suppressed a Spirit Vein and was preparing to dominate a deity. Each of these things sounded utterly unbelievable, yet he had accomplished them one after another.
How could anyone not tremble at the thought?
Not to mention, ever since returning to Tokyo, Luo Zhen had always adopted a passive attitude toward the fighting. Despite possessing such power, he had never responded to the Onmyo Agency's provocations or attempts to arrest him. Only at the very end had he erupted, turning Tokyo into a demon realm. If he had been hostile toward the Onmyo Agency from the beginning, the summoning ritual could never have