Chapter 542: Chapter 541 Guardian God
"You demon that slays his ancestors and kills his brothers, even if I am cursed by everyone, I will personally kill you to avenge my other son!"
Fujiwara Hosokai held a blood-drenched katana, tears streaming down her face with an expression of endless sorrow, as she said to Umekawa Taro.
With a clatter, the katana in her hand dropped to the ground, her hands trembling violently—no, her whole body was shaking intensely. Suddenly, she swayed and nearly collapsed to the ground.
Fujiwara He, with quick reflexes, caught her and said with concern, "Sister, do not be sad. What you did was right. The Umekawa Family must not fall into the hands of this mongrel."
Fujiwara Momokawa, with a solemn expression, said, "My unfortunate daughter, I never expected you would birth such a heartless and unscrupulous wretch. To scheme for the family fortune, he even colluded with foreigners to cruelly murder his own grandfather and elder brother. Such a person does not deserve to live in this world. You should not blame yourself."
"You... You all..."
Umekawa Taro, unable to believe what he was seeing, pointed at his mother, grandfather, and uncles, as a surge of blood erupted from his chest, spurting out.
His face ashen, he could not believe what was unfolding before his eyes.
Ever since his grandfather’s family had arrived, he had been on guard, thinking that the Fujimura Family intended to ally with his mother to support his ascension, attempting to sideline him and ultimately take the foundation of the Umekawa Family for themselves.
But he had never imagined that they would take things so far, that his own biological mother would stab him and falsely accuse him of plotting the deaths of his grandfather and elder brother.
He was their biological son!
After a spurt of blood, a fierce light suddenly blazed in Umekawa Taro’s eyes. He stared intently at Fujiwara Hosokai and said, "The death of Grandfather and elder brother was also your..."
"Scoundrel, you still think to argue your case on the brink of death?" Fujiwara Momokawa bellowed in anger, cutting off Umekawa Taro’s words, as he rushed toward Umekawa Taro and shouted, "My poor daughter bore a curse like you. It is a shame of a lifetime. Today, I will suppress you in her stead so she won’t carry the infamy of a matricide."
"Stop!"
Chiba Susumu’s complexion changed drastically, as she hurriedly called out to stop it.
She too was shocked by the sudden turn of events, never anticipating such a melodramatic scene, but she quickly regained her senses, realizing the terrible consequences if Umekawa Taro were killed.
Given Yang Fei’s temperament, he would never stand by and watch Umekawa Taro be killed.
If she didn’t stop this now, Yang Fei and his people would surely appear, and at that moment, they would fall into the enemy’s trap, giving them a legitimate excuse to deal with Divine Continent Country.
Chaos would ensue!
"Heh, this is their family affair. Since we’re outsiders, how could we intervene?"
Yamamoto Lov sneered menacingly, his body exuding a fierce pressure as he stared at Chiba Susumu.
Chiba Susumu was furious. She suddenly waved at Yamamoto Lov while at the same time reaching out with her other hand toward Fujiwara Momokawa.
The twisted smile on Yamamoto Lov’s face froze in an instant, his eyes revealing sheer terror. He raised his hands in defense, a formless Gang Qi materializing to protect his whole body.
"Bang!"
A muffled sound rang out as Yamamoto Lov’s body was flung away like a ball.
On the other side, Fujiwara Momokawa felt as though an invisible hand was reaching for his neck from behind. He swiftly dodged to the side.
However, he saw Chiba Susumu’s arm moving in the direction he dodged. In the next instant, Fujiwara Momokawa’s body, as if seized by an invisible hand at the back of his neck, was lifted. With a swing of Chiba Susumu’s hand, his body, weighing roughly a hundred and forty to fifty pounds, was flung to the side, smashing harshly into a courtyard wall some ten meters away, creating a gaping hole.
Yamamoto Lov’s body crashed to the ground more than twenty meters away. He immediately got up, but his face revealed a look of horror.
His arms were numb, his internal energy disordered, rendering him temporarily incapable of fighting.
"Guardian... Lord Guardian God!!!"
Yamamoto Lov shrieked with a piercing voice.
Upon hearing the term "Guardian God," all the Japanese present could not hide their terrified expressions, looking at Chiba Susumu in utter shock.
Chiba Susumu’s gaze swept around icily and he said indifferently, "Take him away."
"Yes!"
The experts who had previously surrounded Chiba Susumu with respect immediately acknowledged the order, and two of them quickly moved to Umekawa Taro’s side, flanking him and walking away.
Yamamoto Lov and Kakuta Tairo’s expressions changed, and just as they were about to speak, they could not help but tremble all over.
They felt a terrible gaze fixed on them.
It was the gaze of death.
It seemed that if they spoke, they would be cursed by death in the next instant and die immediately.
Large beads of sweat rolled down the foreheads of the two men, and the suffocating sense of death made them dare not entertain a single thought of resistance.
And so, Chiba Susumu took Umekawa Taro away, and no one dared to utter a word to stop them.
"Ah... we cannot let him go!"
A shrill scream suddenly erupted.
Fujiwara Hosokai, who had been ’overcome with sorrow’ and couldn’t even stand properly, seemed to go mad. She screamed frantically at Yamamoto Lov and picked up the bloodied katana from the ground, rushing out to stop the departing group.
Chiba Susumu sharply turned his head and glared at Fujiwara Hosokai.
Struck as if by a heavy blow, Fujiwara Hosokai’s body trembled violently before she was hurled backward, crashing to the ground, and passed out.
Yamamoto Lov and Kakuta Tairo thudded to their knees on the ground.
The other Japanese martial artists either kneeled or fell sitting on the ground, all of them exhibiting expressions of terror and devout worship.
"Lord Guardian God, please calm your anger!"
The few Western cultivators with golden hair and blue eyes showed a few traces of seriousness on their faces.
They did not kneel, but without the commands of Yamamoto Lov and Kakuta Tairo, and also being a bit deterred by the display of Chiba Susumu’s prowess, they did not take initiative to intercept.
Elsewhere, amid the darkness, Yang Fei had been shocked at the sight of Umekawa Taro being stabbed and without any hesitation, he had been the first to rush toward the Umekawa Family.
However, he hadn’t gotten far before he witnessed Chiba Susumu’s outbreak of rage.
From a distance, watching Chiba Susumu demonstrate abilities akin to those of a Divine Travel Realm powerhouse, a shiver ran down Yang Fei’s spine.
It was not just him; Zhu Tianshou, Luo Yong, and the three Xu Family brothers all felt a chill rise from their feet to their hearts.
Too powerful!
This seemingly harmless Japanese woman, with no hint of martial prowess, actually possessed such formidable strength; it was completely unexpected.
They were fortunate that she had not made a move against them earlier; had she launched a sudden attack, they did not dare contemplate the consequences.
The key issue was the deceptive appearance of harmlessness, so meek and fragile.
The contrast was simply too stark!
"Guardian God!"
Wang Chengcuo, with a serious look on his face, watched the silhouette of the woman retreating toward their direction among the crowd from afar, and spoke softly, "This is the legendary Penglai Immortal Skill, the Guardian God."
Zhu Tianshou said in a heavy voice, "No wonder I felt that girl was a bit odd from the start, giving one an inexplicable sense of crisis. So she’s actually a Guardian God, remarkable!"
Although Yang Fei was concerned about Umekawa Taro’s injuries, upon hearing them speak of the Guardian God, he couldn’t conceal his curiosity and asked, "What is a Guardian God, and is it very powerful?"