I did not know much about onmyoji. At most, I had watched a few similar anime.
But the techniques used by onmyoji over there had originally been passed over from our side. Though they had changed through development, they could not have strayed too far from the source.
When I saw him use a technique similar to Zhang Yuchen's, I knew this guy was going to fight me to the death.
The more he acted like that, the more it stirred my competitive spirit.
With other demonic Daoists and evil cultivators, I might have kept my distance.
But he was Japanese. If I retreated even one step, it would be the utmost disrespect to my ancestors.
If I met Grandmaster in the future, he probably would not give me a kind look either.
I unleashed all the aura in my body and began condensing my pure yang True Qi.
Pure yang True Qi was what I used to deal with the Great Fiend Eye.
Moreover, it consumed several times, perhaps even ten times, the usual amount of True Qi.
The consumption was extraordinarily massive, but the power of the qi it released was greatly enhanced.
Since he wanted to fight me to the death, then I would fight him to the bitter end.
Let's see who was the grandson and who was the grandpa.
He slashed at me with his blade. Both his speed and strength had increased, and his talismans attacked at the same time.
I raised my hand and flung out an Evil-Suppressing Talisman to block it, then followed with a sword slash using my full strength.
With a bang, the strike left my tiger's mouth numb, and my arm ached slightly.
But my sword strike sent him staggering back repeatedly, while I had not taken a single