In front of the boy, all the Onmyoji masters in the Yin-Yang Hall were frozen there and could not move.

At this moment, all Onmyoji opened their eyes and mouths wide, and looked at the boy standing in the altar in the wind, his face turned pale and shocked.

This is true for a number of national first-level Onmyojis.

"this...!?"

The color inside the bow and slashing numbness changes drastically.

"you...!"

The Jiao people in the mountain city also shrank their pupils.

"How could it be..."

Zenjiro Kimu couldn't believe his eyes even more.

Even Gong Dipanfu suddenly opened his eyes, which were covered by bangs, and a drop of cold sweat flowed down his forehead.

At this moment, no one was shocked by the scene that he saw before him.

Including Gong Dipanfu.

"Are you... really the Akiguan of Tuyumen?"

Gong Dipanfu couldn't help asking such a question.

no way.

Only in this way can they explain their mood at this moment.
Chapter completed!