The Orochi's body was easily a thousand kilometers long, coiled atop skyscrapers, its gaze looking down upon Lin Mo with fury as it shouted,
"Huaxia people, how dare you run amok in our Japan, slaughtering over a million of our citizens? You are utterly unforgivable! I shall tear you to pieces alive, eating your flesh bit by bit and crushing your bones!"
Lin Mo stood with his hands clasped behind his back, his expression indifferent, his gaze fixed on the Orochi, and with a tone full of amusement, he said,
"A mere beast dares to bark at me? However, the fact that you can speak proves that your strength has reached the Demon Immortal Realm."
"Hmph," the Orochi snorted, "Since you know that my strength has reached the Demon Immortal Realm, then you should be well aware of how easily I can kill you!"
The Orochi's gaze was icy as it stared at Lin Mo, a touch of arrogance spreading across its face. It had cultivated for thousands of years to reach this realm.
Despite spending thousands of years, it could say that on the entire Earth, it had no rivals.
It might not be human, but it very much enjoyed the sight of humans worshipping, submitting, and trembling before it!
That's why it came to Japan, after all, the people of Japan had an inherent servility.
After arriving in Japan, the locals revered it as a deity, offering their worship day after day.
Though the Orochi looked down upon Japan, the country was, after all, its subordinate land.
Now, to see a Huaxia person massacre over a million of its subjects, how could it not be enraged?
Lin Mo's gaze fixed once more on the Orochi, and he spoke lightly, "Considering the difficulty of your cultivation, go back to wherever you came from. I'm giving you a chance to live. Otherwise, I will have you fall on this Earth, where not even a soul will collect your corpse."
"Baka!"
The Orochi was absolutely livid; having reigned supreme in Japan for countless years, it never expected to be threatened by a Huaxia teenager.
It was furious beyond measure.
Boom, boom, boom!
In its rage, it seemed to summon thunder, and in an instant, the Void exploded with numerous terrifying powers responding to it as if connected.
The Orochi slowly raised its head, its gaze proud, "Do you see, boy? This is the might of a Demon Immortal. If you know what's good for you, kneel down and submit. Otherwise, I, as a Demon Immortal, will exterminate you."
"Idiot. Since you're so eager to seek death, I'll oblige you!" said Lin Mo coldly. What did it matter if this Orochi was a Demon Immortal? Humans and demons are vastly different. If a human became an Immortal, their strength would indeed be terrifying.
But for demons, becoming an Immortal was much easier.
Even if this Orochi were an Immortal of the human kind, Lin Mo showed no fear.
"Huh?"
The Orochi was slightly surprised. It did not expect a mere mortal to speak to it in such a manner.
Even more so, this mortal had just threatened to kill it if it didn't leave, claiming that nobody would collect its corpse?
"Baka yarou! Boy, you can go die!"
The Orochi's rage reached its peak, and its aura of suppression fell like a thunderclap, shrouding the heavens and earth with terrible might, crushing down upon Lin Mo.
Boom, boom, boom, boom!
Wherever the Orochi's suppression went, everything was annihilated.
Yet, Lin Mo still stood there. Under this god-like suppression, he stood tall, his voice cold as he said, "Since you're hell-bent on dying, today I'll send you to your death!"
With those words, Lin Mo drew out the Xuanyuan Sword and, wielding it, cleaved through the air.
It seemed unremarkable, a sword stroke made as though it were carelessly effortless. In an instant, the sword light of the Xuanyuan Sword tore through everything.
Thud!
With a massive boom, the Orochi's oppressive aura was ground into nothingness by the sword light of the Xuanyuan Sword.
"Baka! How is this possible?"
The Orochi was shocked, all eight of its heads reeling in terror. It had never imagined that a human could withstand its Demon Immortal might, and to even shatter it?
At that moment, the Orochi's expression became grave, "Huaxia brat, I indeed underestimated you. Today, you shall be slain by this Demon Immortal!"
...
Meanwhile, within the Imperial Family of Japan.
"Report!!"
A figure, frantic as if having lost both parents, tumbled and stumbled in, wailing, "Emperor, something terrible has happened! Something terrible!"
"Speak... what else could possibly be bad news?"
The heart of the Japan Emperor had been more provoked this day than ever before in his life, first with the annihilation of his navy, army, and air force, followed by the slaughter of hundreds of thousands of Island Country people.
Now, could it be yet another piece of bad news?
Impossible! The elite forces he had dispatched, a thousand-strong collection of the Island Country's finest, would certainly succeed in assassinating Lin Mo.
However, before his certainty could fully settle, the terrified messenger blurted out:
"Emperor, the... all those Island Country elites are dead, including the Blood Demon Ancestor!"
"What did you say?"
The Japan Emperor grabbed the collar of the messenger, forcefully slapping him across the face twice, "Damn it, spouting nonsense, I asked for nonsense!?"
"Emperor, I'm not talking nonsense at all, they're all dead!"
Seeing that the Island Country devil showed no sign of deceit, the Japan Emperor collapsed to the ground in panic, "Damn it, how could this Huaxia kid be so powerful? Who in Japan can possibly stand against him now?"
The Island Country devil swallowed hard and said, "Your Majesty, there's no need to worry too much. Our Orochi has gone to settle the score with that kid. I bet it won't be long before that kid ends up in the belly of the Orochi."
"You're right, no matter how strong that little brat is, he couldn't possibly kill the Orochi. It is the nation-quelling Demon Immortal of our Japan!" Taking a deep breath, the Japan Emperor's heart settled slightly, and hope flared in his eyes once more.
In another part of the palace, in a vast underground chamber, a white-haired elder who had lived for hundreds of years stared coldly at Lin Guang, who was bound not far away, and said in a sinister tone, "Damn it, why has it come to this?"
This elder was none other than the Japan Ancestor. For the past half hour, he had tried every method to extract the Bloodline Power from Lin Guang.
But each time he barely began, he was repelled by a mysterious force, sending him flying backward.
A middle-aged man standing beside the Japan Ancestor advised:
"Ancestor, perhaps we should just release him."
Smack!
The Japan Ancestor slapped him hard across the face, yelling angrily, "Baka! Are you an idiot? If I release him, how will I obtain the Bloodline Power? You should know, the power in his bloodline is a rarity in my lifetime. If I could obtain it, my strength would surely increase tenfold!"
The Japan Ancestor's eyes were filled with intense greed as he gazed at Lin Guang. He had gone to Huaxia on a mission not long ago and had encountered Lin Guang by chance, discovering a mysterious Bloodline Power within him.
Anpei, holding his face, trembled, "Ancestor, to be frank, this man's son, upon learning we've captured him, has come straight to our Island Country. He's already slaughtered a million people, and if we don't hand someone over, I fear our entire Japan may be wiped out."