The Yasukuni Shrine is not far from Guili Palace and passes through many residential areas in the middle, so Yan Ning dares not easily use sword-controlling techniques in full view of the public.

Two hours later, Yan Ning and the others came outside the Yasukuni Shrine.

"Yasukuni Shrine is clearly one of the most important attractions in Japan, but now it is empty." Yan Ning said with a frown.

"I'm afraid they've been ambushed a long time ago," said Zhuang Xiaoya.

Yan Ning sighed: "No matter whether they have ambush or not, we must go there."

Liuhe slowly fell from the sky: "Mr. Yan Ning, you are here."

Yan Ning: "Lead the way."

Liuhe hesitated: "When I left the Yasukuni Shrine, there were still many tourists here, but now there is no one. I am worried... I am worried that the Onmyoji have already set up a net of heaven and earth, just waiting for you to enter."

At this time, an old man appeared at the divine gate in front of the Yasukuni Shrine.

The Yasukuni Shrine is not big, it is equivalent to a small Taoist temple. At the outermost point is the symbolic divine gate of the shrine. After passing through the divine gate, it is the worship hall, and finally it is the main hall, which pays homage to the heroic souls of Japanese warriors.

"Your Excellency is really fast." The old man said.

Yan Ning said disgustedly: "Don't mess with these useless things for me. I don't care what you plan today, I will use it in a hurry!"

The old man smiled slightly, and was not angry: "Since that's the case, please follow me to enter the shrine, and we will talk while walking."

Liuhe looked at Yan Ning worriedly, but he stopped talking. Yan Ning nodded to her and held Zhuang Xiaoya's hand again. The two of them, Shikigami, stepped onto the steps and walked towards the Divine Gate.

The old man kept watching from above, as if waiting for something, but nothing happened until they walked to the old man.

Liuhe sweated coldly.

"Let's go."

Yan Ning said coldly.

The old man smiled and said, "It's worthy of being Mr. Yan Ning. In your Chinese words, you are really skilled and brave!"

Yan Ning heard this and smiled slightly, then suddenly reached out and grabbed the old man's neck, lifting him in mid-air!

"What are you doing?" said the old man in horror. "Why can you attack me if the two countries fight and do not kill the envoys?"

Yan Ning looked at the old man with a look of a fool: "Are you careless? Your people kidnapped my friend, and they want me to serve you tea?"

"What do you want?" the old man said angrily.

"Speak out your identity and tell me Qianqiu's whereabouts, otherwise you will be killed immediately!" Yan Ning said coldly, "I know there are many people here, so I don't care much about who you are, and Qianqiu's whereabouts must be more than you alone, right?"

After hearing this, the old man showed a look of fear in his eyes, and Yan Ning knew that his threat was effective.

"I am a retainer of the Ampe family, and my name is Ichiro Fujikawa." said the old man.

"Another retainer? The Ampe family is really a big family and a big business. You retainers sent to die!" Yan Ning said.

Ichiro Fujikawa said: "If you want to know the whereabouts of Miyagawa Chihiro, you must let me down first!"

"Is there no need to discuss it?" Yan Ning laughed softly.

Without waiting for Ichiro Fujikawa to answer, Yan Ning suddenly began to chant the mantra: "Three souls on the left, seven souls on the right, eight scenes on the three parts, twenty-four gods, evil spirits, golden needles into the soul!"

"What are you doing?!" Fujikawa Ichiro was so scared that he was scattered.

Ninety golden needles in Yan Ning's body suddenly flew out and rushed straight into Fujikawa Ichiro's body. At the same time, Yan Ning slapped Fujikawa Ichiro's chest with a palm. Fujikawa Ichiro screamed, and a black shadow floated out of his body.

Zhuang Xiaoya said curiously: "What is this?"

Liuhe said in shock: "This is... this is the Shikigami in Ichiro Fujikawa's body! Lord Yan Ning is so powerful that he can directly force the Shikigami in Onmyoji's body!"

Ichiro Fujikawa looked frightened and his eyes were flustered. If he was forced to hit Shikigami, he might not be so scared: "My Shikigami... you actually cut off the connection between me and him?! How is this possible!"

Liuhe's whole body trembled and he looked at Yan Ning in disbelief.

Yan Ning threw Ichiro Fujikawa to the ground, stepped on his chest and said, "In terms of magic, we Chinese are the ancestors of your Onmyoji! This little trick is also an attempt to deal with our Taoist priests in China?"

Ichiro Fujikawa is also a top-ranked master among the Onmyoji in Japan, because of his Shikigami. His Shikigami was a powerful general in the Warring States Period. He killed countless people and was extremely fierce. However, when he met the pervert Yan Ning, he was hit in his body with one palm and cut off his connection with Shikigami. Ichiro Fujikawa is only a little more powerful than ordinary people.

The beaten Shikigami floated in the air and was also suppressed by Yan Ning's terrifying strength. Yan Ning glared at it: "Why don't you get out of here?"

After hearing this, the Shikigami floated away without any hesitation.

Seeing his Shikigami floating away, Fujikawa Ichiro was in a bad mood. He stared at Yan Ning fiercely: "You...you deserve to die!"

"Even if I want to die, I will not die under your Japanese devils." Yan Ning said disdainfully.

"No! You will definitely die today. We will use your blood to pay tribute to the heroic souls of warriors of all generations in Japan!" Fujikawa Ichiro said crazy, "Come out, heroic souls!"

Just after Ichiro Fujikawa shouted, the square in front of the temple was suddenly surrounded by a huge formation. For a moment, the sky and the earth became dark, and even the ground became blurred. Yan Ning and others seemed to be in a chaotic space.

When Liuhe saw this scene, his face changed: "Master Yan Ning, they want to use the heroic souls of the shrine to deal with you!"

Yan Ning was prepared for a long time. He first raised his foot and kicked Fujikawa Ichiro in front of him, and then quickly returned to Zhuang Xiaoya: "Xiaoya, be careful."

Zhuang Xiaoya nodded, and with Yan Ning back to each other, handing their backs to each other.

Yan Ning asked Liuhe to find a place to avoid it for the time being, but Liuhe disappeared. Suddenly, there were waves of ghosts and howls in the palace. These sounds contained many emotions, including sadness, despair, madness, and bloodthirsty...

With a strange cry, the black air that covered the sky and the sun suddenly emerged in the palace!

The black gas circled in the air for a while, then floated towards Yan Ning and Zhuang Xiaoya, surrounding them. The black gas turned into armor and held spears or samurai swords in their hands. They were fierce and powerful.
Chapter completed!