So, in order to find the answers to the questions that piqued his curiosity, he had used his own ability to devour a person's soul and obtained everything from that person's memories.
He knew what this person represented in this country, how much weight Luoshui Sanxian carried in the hearts of its people, and how fortunate this era and this country were to have produced someone like him.
The Sword God, the Feather God, and the Spirit God.
Japan had three gods, but only Luoshui Sanxian held a special place in those people's hearts.
He had never had the chance to meet him before. Now that he finally had, excitement surged uncontrollably within him.
An indescribable feeling seemed to be telling him that his Fate had already become bound to Luoshui Sanxian's, and that he had been born into this world for only two purposes.
To kill Luoshui Sanxian, or to be killed by Luoshui Sanxian.
He did not know where this inexplicable feeling came from, but the instant he laid eyes on Luoshui Sanxian, excitement flooded out from the depths of his heart.
No human he had met before had ever made him feel this way.
"Shuten-doji!"
Though it was clearly his first time meeting Shuten-doji, Luoshui Sanxian instinctively spoke the other man's name.
After saying it, Luoshui Sanxian frowned.
He did not know why he had instinctively spoken that name—the name of the demon king from Japan's ancient myths and legends.
Could the man before him really be Shuten-doji?
Handsome features, a massive sake gourd. It did not seem impossible.
"Human, or Mutant Creature?"
"I hope you answer this question carefully."
Luoshui Sanxian looked at him and spoke in a grave tone.
If he was human, then his ability to suppress the Mutant Snake Person who had fled