Starting from the creation of Samadhi True Fire at Shenhuoshuo Village

"Please be sure... our magicians are seriously lacking in combat power. Now only magicians of your level can... save this world!!"

"The destruction of the world has nothing to do with me. This is what your high school owes me. Go and cool off."

The man with the cauliflower head responded coldly, putting his feet up on the desk in front of him and playing with his nail clippers.

However, a clear female voice came from behind several men.

"Ahem...!!"

It was a simple cough, but it seemed to contain a strong spell, making people's eyes look back.

The same goes for cauliflower-headed men.

Especially when he saw the woman's appearance, he couldn't believe his eyes.

"Senior? How could you..."

"Stop talking...come and bandage me."

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"Soon-"

A golden light shone in the pit at the bottom of the Shibuya Tower subway station.

Youyun and Tiannibo, the two magic tools disappeared.

At the same time, in the main hall of the Zenyuan family, the three major families of magic.

This is an antique-style house decorated in rich feudal colors.

In the middle of the room, there is a mourning hall. Under the mourning hall, there are bouquets of incense, pastries, and flowers, and below that is the Buddhist niche. The order of placement is so regular that even every inch is in place.

Looking up again, there are gray and yellow hanging portraits above the incense, which are the heads of the Zen Yuan families in the past.

A young man stepped into the lobby with a smile on his face, holding a hanging portrait in his hand and preparing to place it on the mourning hall. The person in the hanging portrait seemed to be the current head of the Chanyuan family, who was directly adjacent to the Chanyuan.

"Naoya, are you crazy? The head of the family hasn't passed away yet! You don't know etiquette!"

A man with a rough face was sitting cross-legged in front of the young man with his arms folded, and veins were already popping up on his face.

Chanyuan Jinyi, Chanyuan Jiner’s brother. He was very big but had no abilities.

And the wanton and wanton young man in front of him——Zenyuan Naoya, although he has a very naughty personality, he has perfectly inherited the projection spell of Naokito, the head of the Zenyuan family.

Except for the Shi'er and Zhibi people, his combat power is the strongest among the Zen families today.

"Haha, it doesn't matter if the old man leaves early or late. If you really love the Chanyuan family, you should take care of the family's internal affairs carefully now instead of causing internal strife, isn't it, cousin?"

"Can you say that again?!!"

"So what if I say it again. You are just a waste without talent. What qualifications do you have to judge me who is devoted to the Zen Yuan family."

Chanyuan Jinyi was so angry that stars appeared in his eyes, but he never made any move.

"The master's life is in danger, I won't argue with you..."

"If you want to argue, you must first have this ability."

Not long after, a man with an old face slowly walked into the main room from the bedroom, looked at Zenyuan Naoya and sighed slowly.

"Naoya, be careful what you say to your cousin. You will soon be responsible for the great cause of the Zenyuan family. You can't be so ungrateful anymore."

Zen courtyard fan.

He is the father of two sisters, Zenwon Maki and Zenwon Mayi, but he has no feelings for his daughters at all and only regards them as tools to gain his own status.

"Ha ha……"

Zenyuan Naoya sneered, and sat on the Zenyuan family mourning hall, even crossing his legs.

"Don't you think the current Chanyuan family is too decadent? These rubbish rules allow incompetent people and geniuses to rank here based on their seniority. Why not let me formulate new rules to make the Chanyuan family prosperous again. When the time comes, the spirit of the old man in heaven will definitely do the same. satisfied……"

"Bastard, you...!!" "That's enough."

The anger in the hearts of Zenyuan Shan and Zenyuan Jinyi was raging, but there was nothing they could do about Zenyuan Naoya.

Ever since Zenin Naohito participated in the resistance in Shibuya, his life was at stake. Ougi, Jinichi, and Naoya, the three confronting each other, all wanted to monopolize the power of the Zenyuan family.

Zenyuan Naoya, who is most qualified to be the successor, and then the lawless one; Shenyi, who is resentful but lacks the strength, is ready to win over Zenyuan Fan; Zenyuan Fan is calculating the chips at hand, and is preparing to plot a dirty move————

It was at this moment that a golden light appeared in front of the mourning hall in front of the three people!

"Hiss——!!!"

"Boom!"

Chanyuan Naoya suddenly fell off the mourning hall and fell to the ground in fright. He endured the pain and took a few steps back with his hands on the floor.

"What? The ancestor has appeared?!"

Jinyi and Shangyi also looked extremely frightened. They had never seen this kind of technique since they were born, and they had never seen the strange thing about the mourning hall glowing.

It is rumored that when a family head dies, the souls of previous family heads will resonate with each other. Is this true?

But when the three of them were still in shock, the golden light faded, only to see a woman with an unworldly face that they had never seen before lying on the mourning hall.

"What?!"

Riko Tenten.

He looked at the people in front of him, and his brain began to think quickly.

'its not right. Aren't these three people from the Chanyuan family? '

'Youyun was originally a weapon of the Gojo family. Even if it was taken away by Shir, my concubine should be transferred to the Gojo family after Shir's death. '

'Why did I come to Chanyuan's house now...? Could it be————'

'There is only one possibility, and that is that the Chanyuan family once took Youyun from Gojo's family and took it as their own. As for the means, it should be difficult to say. '

In the day, Riko was sitting on top of the mourning hall of the Zen Yuan home, and reached into her pocket again, hoping to burn an extra Thousand Miles Chasing Talisman to send herself back.

At this moment, Zen Yuan Fan's eyebrows suddenly gathered together.

"You guy...when did you steal our Zenyuan family's secret treasure?!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Zenyuan Jinyi's muscles swelled.

"Tennibo? Youyun?"

"Isn't this my cousin's spell tool? Who are you?"

Before Tenuchi Riko could respond, a bouquet of portraits that disappeared without a shadow swept across her face.

"Projection spell!"

Zenyuan Naoya was ejected close to Tennai Riko in an instant, and the high-speed gust of wind even made Zenyuan Jinichi's cheeks shake.

The projection spell is a spell that breaks one second into twenty-four frames and forces the opponent to move according to the trajectory of their actions. The flow of time for enemies that do not follow the predetermined trajectory will be slowed down.

In other words, the projection spell can greatly increase the relative speed of one's own movement, strike first and become invincible.

"Young women...go to hell!!"

Even Tenuchi Riko didn't even react, and a whip leg was already swept towards her face.

"Boom——!!!"

The loud explosion roared loudly, making everyone's eardrums tremble.

Amidst this loud noise, there was a crisp sound at some point.

That was the sound of Zenin Naoya's leg bones shattering. (End of chapter)