Dozens of parachutes descended, and on them were not youths, but a group of mysterious old men clad in black robes!
Indeed, they were the Onmyoji, including Kijoku.
Upon learning of the Dragon Tail's collapse, Kijoku had requested the fastest fighter jets from his superiors.
From preparation to arrival, it took an entire night.
And that was considered fast.
After all, who else had the influence to make high-ranking officials provide fighter jets as passenger planes?
Kijoku and his companions quickly landed at the foot of the mountain using parachutes.
The mountain was densely forested, and experienced paratroopers would typically land in clearings or areas suitable for a controlled descent.
Soon, under the escort of soldiers, the elder Onmyoji successfully reached the base of the mountain range.
"A familiar place. Lord Divine Emperor, are you well?"
Kijoku gazed at the moderately tall mountain before him with a hint of reverence.
After all, each generation's Emperor was a manifestation of the true dragon and a symbol of the nation's fortune, so he naturally showed respect.
"The Dragon Tail exploded. Those people were likely only after the dragon's vein. Lord Gui, the previous Divine Emperor will surely be fine."
"Besides, the previous Divine Emperor's tomb was fraught with peril, all designed by us. Nothing could possibly have gone wrong."
Ryūi tried to appease him.
Kijoku, however, remained silent, a sense of foreboding already creeping in.
"Quick, follow me up the mountain."
Kijoku waved his hand, and the numerous individuals moved with remarkable speed.
Their age, over seventy or eighty, was utterly indiscernible.
Amidst the tense footsteps of the Onmyoji and soldiers, they smoothly arrived at the small hut on the mountainside.
Inside the hut, Guiye had already fled.
And he had taken the most precious red bucket with him.
Why else would he stay? Guiye wasn't foolish enough to remain for a celebration.
"Guiye!"
Kijoku shouted at the wooden house before him.
The surrounding birds and beasts were startled and took flight in panic.
However, the entire wooden house remained eerily silent.
"It's over, Lord Gui. I'm afraid Guiye has already..."
Ryūi's hoarse voice echoed again.
Kijoku's heart sank to the bottom.
His gaze fell upon a large depression near the dry well.
"My lord, the tomb appears to have been plundered."
An elder Onmyoji spoke, his expression laced with anxiety.
"It seems heaven is not on the side of our Fuji Nation's holy son. Guiye must have perished while resisting the invaders."
"Let us go and see."
Kijoku sighed.
He naturally assumed that Guiye had been killed by the intruders.
After all, possessing the power to seal the dragon's vein, killing a mere Onmyoji would have been effortless.
Soon, after the soldiers scouted ahead, the dozen or so Onmyoji also reached the dry well.
A faint smell of gunpowder still lingered around the dry well, and the ground was significantly disturbed.
"Baka! What is this thing?"
Kijoku picked up a firecracker from the ground, his face beneath the black robe turning a shade of green and red.
Good heavens, not only had they desecrated the tomb, but they had also set off firecrackers to celebrate?
This was an utter humiliation, a deliberate taunt!
"These are firecrackers. G-great lord, they even set off firecrackers to celebrate."
Ryūi's voice trembled.
Everyone knew of Guiye * Ryūjirō's fiery temper. Now, the former Divine Emperor had been buried for only a few years, and his tomb had not only been robbed but also blown up, and the intruders had even danced on top of it.
"Baka! We must find these people! Even if it means sacrificing the honor of the Onmyoji, they will pay the price!"
Kijoku trembled with rage.
How could these ministers not be enraged by such disrespect to their nation's monarch?
"Report! The tomb's interior has collapsed, but there appears to be a small passage still accessible."
A captain-like figure hurried forward and saluted Kijoku with a peculiar military gesture.
"Mm, it must be a hidden tomb passage. Fortunately, that wasn't destroyed. They must have left evidence, and with so many treasures and jewels, it's impossible to have transported them all in such a short time."
"We will enter now."
Kijoku's command capabilities were still quite strong.
The tomb was equipped with a self-destruct system and also had an escape route, intended to prevent collapse during construction.
This passage was usually sealed after the tomb was completed.
As the soldiers descended, the dozen or so Onmyoji also entered the tomb.
Meanwhile, the events concerning the Onmyoji were being live-streamed as a flashback by Zhang Tian.
The flashback format was primarily used because Zhang Tian had captured these individuals later and learned about the events from them.
On-site.
[Haha, I'm dying of laughter. Not only did they blow up the tomb, but they also danced! How mischievous!]
[Fortunately, I didn't offend Zhang Tian and his crew. If my tomb were desecrated like this, I wouldn't rest in peace even after death.]
[I can already picture the expressions of the little Fuji people. Their faces must be a mix of green and red.]
[I'm quite looking forward to seeing their reactions when these Onmyoji witness the destruction of the tomb's maze and the looting of all its cultural relics.]
[Don't forget, there are also countless child souls trapped in the tomb.]
[This is it, a real show is about to unfold. They brought this upon themselves.]
The scene was filled with a cacophony of sounds.
Countless viewers eagerly watched the unfolding events.
Meanwhile, on Fuji Nation's internet.
The netizens of Fuji Nation were utterly bewildered.
Good heavens, this was too insulting!
[These people are criminals! We must punish them severely!]
[I'm going to send this video to the United Nations to expose their evil deeds!]
[This is outrageous! Not only did they blow up the tomb, but they also celebrated. Our Onmyoji were completely fooled, treated like performing monkeys.]
[Haha, performing monkeys, what an apt description. Wait, aren't those our country's Onmyoji?]
At this moment, the netizens of Fuji Nation were furious.
Unfortunately, there was nothing they could do.
Even confronting Zhang Tian was unrealistic.
Zhang Tian's people had already infiltrated the upper echelons of the government, and he even owned half of Tokyo.
How could these people possibly contend with him?
As countless people were engrossed, the Onmyoji had already entered the tomb passage.
Upon entering, several of the escorting soldiers began to convulse, and the next moment, they were crawling on all fours on the ground.
"What, what is happening!"
The captain stared at his soldiers, his face etched with terror.
"Possession."
"The Yin energy here is very strong. Impossible, absolutely impossible. Could someone have released what was being suppressed?"
"But that's thousands of malevolent spirits! No one could resist that."
Kijoku's eyes widened in disbelief.
"Hahaha."
As everyone stood stunned, the possessed team members emitted child-like laughter.
Immediately afterward, they lunged towards them.
"Quick, master, think of a solution!"
The captain was completely stunned. This was more terrifying than going to war!
Kijoku's expression was calm. As the two lunged, he suddenly produced a talisman.
"By decree, I summon! All gods and true immortals! Bind ghosts and subdue evil! Erase all hundred ghosts! Hasten, as the law dictates!"
After a series of incantations, a golden light descended, striking the heads of the two individuals.
The next moment, after a scream, two ghostly figures gradually vanished, and the possessed soldiers were already lifeless.
"Lord Gui, look ahead."
Ryūi trembled as he pointed towards the front of the tomb passage.
Kijoku followed his gaze, and his hand immediately trembled.
Sweat beaded on everyone's foreheads.
In the tomb passage, there were dense clusters of children's figures!