Chapter 119: I Withdrew from Society, but where do I Belong now !
Hearing the origins of Xiangliu, Hu Feng pretended to be a little surprised, and he deliberately crooned. “Since you’re one of the descendants of the emperor of the river, why don’t you become my subordinate and strive for another success?”
Xiangliu seemed to hear the funniest joke in his life as he shook his head and twisted his body, laughing and making fun of Hu Feng. "Though I came from a royal family, I have none of cultivation base. Do you dare to recruit me?"
Hu Feng pretended to be irritated as he didn’t say any word.
Ten suns shone brightly, his shadow became sharply lengthened and distorted visible to the naked eye.
In just a few short breaks, a three-headed, six-armed, bull-headed and 10,000-meter-tall humanoid figure with horns on his head, swelled from the back of Hu Feng and thundered.
"If it’s not okay for the descendants of Emperor Huang, what about me?"
With the emergence of the humanoid shadow, the illusion of the ten suns in the sky also disappeared.
At that moment when the real sun was revealed, violent wind raged and dark clouds shrouded the environment as it stunned so many people in front of the screen, and they even had difficulty talking.
"What is going on? What is that humanoid shadow? Is it the spirit of the nightmare samurai? But I have never ever seen it or even heard about it before?"
When most ordinary Japanese people were shocked, the top Chinese leaders and officials from the United States, who had previously investigated and studied Jiang Li, could roughly guess that the figure of the three-headed six-armed giant humanoid shadow should be Chiyou.
“Who are you?”
Witnessing his own elaborate spell getting solved, the eight heads of Xiangliu flashed in the air and shivered with fear and high vigilance.
"I am Dihong!"
The humanoid shadow asked, and his voice hurt the eardrums of numerous audience in front of the screens.
Before he finished the sentence, he reached out his hand and grabbed in the air.
The Kusanagi Sword, which was originally bitten by Xiangliu, trembled and shined with red light as if it was inspired by its real master, burning Xiangliu so that he had to let go of it.
The Kusanagi Sword turned into a streamer and went straight to the left hand of the humanoid shadow who self-proclaimed himself as Dihong.
Slightly bowing, the humanoid shadow gently reached out and touched the Kusanagi Sword, sighing. “I withdrew from society, but where do I belong.”
Though his face was dark, people watching in front of the screens could feel the sadness of a retired hero who recalled his glorious past at the moment.
Hearing his empathetic words, many Japanese people with low psychological tolerance started shedding tears unconsciously and felt sorry for the humanoid shadow.
"Why are you exactly? You dared to fool me with the name of Dihong! That hero has already died in the hands of Emperor Huang!"
Xiangliu slightly bowed his body, and all his heads were adjusted to the state that he could attack at any time.
"Emperor Huang? Ha!"
Seeming to touch his raw nerve, the humanoid shadow snorted and shouted loudly. "Since I, Dihong, am resurrected, I must recover the ashes!"
Xiangliu couldn't help but say sarcastically. "Such a nice joker, huh? You won’t tell me your name, it’s fine. But you still dare to lie to me?"
The Chinese leaders understood the conversation right away as they caught the sarcastic meaning.
In the White House, President Trump couldn’t understand it at first but he eventually got it right after the translators helped him.
“Emperor Huang is dead. If his descendants are still alive, I will look for them!”
Thunder immediately rumbled loudly as if the whole world was witnessing the speech of the humanoid shadow!
In China, all the leaders who knew his exact identity as Chiyou got stunned by his statement.
"The head…...will he go after us in the future…..."
"Japan is just the Yamato nation, but we Chinese people are descendants of Emperor Huang. Did he really mean this?" Quickly wiping the sweat on his forehead, Director Guo, whose back was already soaked with sweat, couldn't help but whisper.
The head No. 1 head looked slightly angry. "Mind your business! Don't worry about it!"
Before Xiangliu could react, the 10,000-meter-tall humanoid figure who claimed to be Dihong reached out, and the 8-footed Mirror in the hands of Hu Feng flew into his hands.
Circulating his own breath into it, the treasure suddenly shone with brilliance and burst out a beam towards the sun in the sky
Taking a look at the beam, even those who didn’t witness it at the scene felt that their mind was following the beam into the sun and burning into nothingness!
In the control centers of all the astronomical bureaus, space agencies, space stations, etc., the machine alarms and reminders sounded endlessly.
