60% was not enough.

Naturally, he had already heard the name "Shutendoji".

If it was in the past..,

He would have probably quickly followed up.

But this time..

Ibaraki Doji glanced at Fu Mourning God from the corner of his eyes. He knew in his heart that if they went down from here..,

They would probably have to separate immediately.

And for a long time after that, he probably wouldn't come to Pingan Jing, so naturally, he wouldn't be able to see this rare opponent.

So now, he didn't mind spending more time.

He stayed for a while.

Jinjian stopped his attack.

However, he didn't put his main body back into the scabbard.

He stood on the roof of the palace and looked down at the surrounding scenery.

The originally luxurious and magnificent palace had been buried in ruins.

The messy wreckage was everywhere.

Treasures that were once precious or rare had all been shattered into pieces and turned into cheap waste.

They were annihilated in the doomsday-like desolation.

"The damage is quite serious."

After a few breaths..,

Fu Mourning God retracted his gaze and calmly came to a conclusion.

Ibaraki Doji turned his head and glanced at him. Then, he snorted indifferently, "This is a headache for those humans. There's no need for us to worry about it."

This great monster, who had always acted without scruples, obviously didn't care about the damage he had caused.

Or rather..,

In this world, other than the strong, there was almost nothing else that could stop him.

Fu Mourning God didn't care about the other party's words. He was silent for a moment.

Then..,

The corners of his lips lifted imperceptibly.

He smiled, which was rare.

"I'm very satisfied."

That smile was carefree and light, like a flower blooming on a glacier, or a wind blowing through the clouds.

It was long and indistinct, fleeting.

Coupled with Fu Mourning God's exquisite face, the so-called peerless beauty in the world was nothing more than this.

Even Ibaraki Doji, who was used to seeing beauties, couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.

Then, he quickly noticed a strange feeling. It was a subtle but real sense of dissonance.

No, if he thought about it carefully..

It was strange enough that he would say "I'm very satisfied" in front of such a mess.

Ibaraki Doji frowned slightly.

As a great monster that had lived for a very long time, no matter how arrogant and casual he usually looked, he would still be cautious when he needed to be.

Gradually, he began to realize that ….

In other words, the other party didn't intend to hide it from the beginning. It was just that he had been immersed in the pleasure of the battle just now, so he didn't notice.

[Fu Mourning God's clothes are too clean.]

After experiencing such a great battle, compared to him whose hair was dyed with blood and whose armor was shattered, the other party didn't even have a wrinkle on his clothes.

As if sensing Ibaraki Doji's gaze, Fu Mourning God glanced at his clothes and explained, "My clothes were damaged and it was inconvenient to repair them, so I paid special attention during the battle."

He … paid special attention to it?!

In that kind of battle just now, in that kind of battle where he could have died if he was distracted for even a second, he actually … had the leisure to pay attention to such things?

How unbelievable was this? However, Death God Fu's matter-of-fact attitude clearly indicated that …

This was true.

No matter how unreconciled and ridiculous it sounded … this was the truth.

Ibaraki Doji slowly straightened his body.

His muscles that were originally sore from relaxing tensed up again. His pupils that were flickering with a strange light slowly contracted and finally straightened into a sharp line.

Ahhh … how long has it been since he felt this way?

The unwillingness to be looked down upon, the anger of being offended, and … the unprecedented trembling and excitement of meeting an overwhelmingly powerful existence!

Needless to say, at this moment, the Great Demon was displaying an unprecedented level of aggression.

However, Fu Mourning God only glanced at the other party. His attitude could even be said to be calm, "The emperor wants my body, but father is not willing.

So, I can only choose to commit 'sin'. "

A sword that had brought destruction and pain to the imperial family would not be accepted no matter what.

So, he deliberately suppressed his strength to delay the battle, and then openly turned the Kokyo into a mess.

After a brief explanation, Fu Mourning God said seriously, "You said at the beginning that you wanted me to fight with all my strength … I can't keep my promise, and I'm very sorry."

"Hmph … hahahaha!"

Ibaraki Doji covered his face with one hand. His chest trembled, and his breath was dangerous, "How dare you make a fool of me … Fu Mourning God, do you think this is the end?!"

"That's not it. In fact —"

Jinjian looked at the other party with sincerity and seriousness, "There's one more thing that I need your help with."

Ibaraki Doji: "… …"

"I've caused a lot of damage to the imperial family. In order to prevent father from being implicated, I have to atone for my crimes."

As the Fu Mourning God spoke, he raised the main body in his hand again, "I think that 'capturing Ibaraki Doji alive' is a good idea."

Ibaraki Doji: … … Haha, it's bad enough that you used me to put on an act with you, but now you're not even letting go of my people!

Do you think I don't have a temper?!

Ah!

Jinjian looked at the big demon's red eyes and thought for a moment. Then, he said, "In order to express my apologies and respect, I will do my best this time.

Please don't worry. "

Ibaraki Doji: … … Don't worry about dying?!

However, the Fu Mourning God did not waste any more time.

He slowly raised his sword, and then slowly slashed down.

The slash was unusually slow, but the big demon couldn't dodge it. He felt the suffocating pressure of death, as if the bright sun hanging high in the sky had fallen, and was closing in on him.

"Boom!"

There was another loud sound, but this time, it didn't affect the surrounding buildings at all.

The big demon that was originally standing on the roof was struck down by the slash, and then, it crashed heavily into the ground, creating a huge crater.

The Fu Mourning God jumped down from the roof, and bent down to grab the big demon's horn, and then dragged it all the way to the Emperor of Japan.

The Emperor of Japan was naturally surrounded by many guards, but the Fu Mourning God ignored them. He casually let go of the horn in his hand, and said calmly, "Your Majesty, the demon that broke into the palace has been captured."

The Emperor of Japan didn't look happy.

He raised his trembling hand, and first pointed at the unconscious Ibaraki Doji, then at the expressionless Fu Mourning God, and finally at the ruined palace.

"You … … You guys really!!!"

The Emperor of Japan panted, as if he couldn't catch his breath, "Go … …"

"Your Majesty, please reconsider."

Haruaki Abe stepped forward and interrupted the Emperor of Japan. Then, he bowed and said, "Ibaraki Doji is an important subordinate of the Great Ghost King. If he is executed like this, I'm afraid the Ghost King won't let this matter rest."

The Emperor of Japan: "Then this Zhen … …"

Haruaki Abe smiled and interrupted again, "Jinjian has done a good job in eliminating the demon, I'm sure the Emperor of Japan is wise and powerful."