Ye Yangcheng sat quietly on the sofa in the guest room waiting for Yuan Tingting's news. If Yuan Tingting could find the place where the Nine Yin dynasties were full of yin power, it would mean that for a long time, Ye Yangcheng would no longer have to worry about the problem of insufficient staff.

But if Yuan Tingting cannot find the Nine Yin Land with abundant Yin power, it means that Yeyang City will still face the dilemma of insufficient manpower. However, this is not a problem that cannot be solved. The easiest way is to use the jurisdiction area obtained after upgrading the divine character to the ocean, and the jurisdiction area that will no longer be expanded, and instead develop into the ocean.

After all, Yeyang City's divine nature is only at level 8. Even if it is promoted to level 9, it will only be halfway through. Sooner or later, the entire earth will be under his jurisdiction. So from this point of view, there is no big contradiction between expanding to land or to ocean.

Ye Yangcheng, who was sitting on the sofa in the guest room, didn't know that, just as he was thinking about the way to deal with it, on the lower floor of his room, a man in his thirties wiped the cold sweat from his forehead in a panic expression. He walked to the window tremblingly and looked up and then hurriedly left the hotel room with a suitcase...

"How is it? Have you found it?" After sitting on the sofa for about twenty minutes, Yuan Tingting, who had been away for a long time, suddenly appeared less than three meters away from Yeyang City. As soon as he saw Yuan Tingting showing his body, Yeyang City had already stood up and asked without waiting for her to report.

Although expanding the area of ​​the jurisdiction to the ocean can temporarily alleviate the dilemma of insufficient manpower, Ye Yangcheng is not willing to waste his area of ​​his jurisdiction on the sea if it can be expanded. This is an instinctive choice.

"Tingting found a place, but it seemed that the Yin power was extremely weak." Looking at Ye Yangcheng's inquiring eyes, Yuan Tingting hesitated for a moment and replied: "Maybe it does not meet your requirements, your master."

"The Yin power is extremely weak?" When Ye Yangcheng heard Yuan Tingting's words, he seemed to have thought of something, and his expression froze slightly: "Where is the place where the Nine Yin land you found?"

"In..." Yuan Tingting thought for a while, pointed his hand to the north and said, "Follow the coastline all the way north, just below a cliff, it is the Nine Yin Land at the bottom of the sea."

"...I know that place." When Ye Yangcheng heard the direction described by Yuan Tingting, he raised his hand and patted his forehead, and said helplessly: "Is it in the Wenling area of ​​Taizhou, besides this, there is any other place of Nine Yin?"

"This..." Yuan Tingting was stunned, then widened her eyes and carefully observed the direction of the flow of the yin force in the air. After about half a minute, her eyes lit up and she nodded, "It's in the southwest direction."

"Go and have a look." Ye Yangcheng was disappointed just now and immediately woke up and ordered Yuan Tingting: "Confirm as soon as possible and report to me."

"Yes, master." Yuan Tingting nodded, and her whole person turned into a faint blue smoke and soared into the sky. In a short while, she disappeared from Ye Yangcheng's sight. The direction she was heading was Quheng City where Ye Jinglong went to school...

"Damn Chinese" A low roar full of murderous intent suddenly exploded in everyone's ears. Before the more than a dozen men and women in the conference room could come to their senses, the door of the office that was originally closed was kicked open: "Boom..."

The heavy door of the conference room suddenly split with a rumbling sound. A man of 27 or 28 appeared in a black outfit and everyone in the eyes of the conference room. If someone saw more than a dozen men and women sitting in the conference room at this time, he would definitely be surprised that the man in black outfit was too courageous.

More than a dozen men and women sitting in this conference room ranged from their thirties to their fifties, but they represented the most core existence of the Prime Minister, Chief Cabinet Secretary, Minister of General Affairs, Minister of Foreign Affairs, Minister of Law, Minister of Finance, Minister of Economy and Industry, Minister of Defense...

Seeing these people actually proves that the ongoing cabinet meeting in this conference room is definitely the most confidential. Such meetings are generally guarded by extremely powerful military personnel. Not to mention kicking open the door of the conference room, it is difficult to enter here even if you enter.

The cabinet meeting, which was in full swing, was suddenly interrupted. The man sitting on the main seat of the conference table looked gloomy. He whispered from the chair, raised his hand and pointed at the young man in black outfit, and said angrily: "Otsuka Okatsuki, this is not a place where you can mess around."

"Nonsense? Haha... you actually said I wasn't nagging?" Hearing the man's angrily scolded, Otsuka Okatsuki, wearing black outfit, laughed like crazy: "Uncle II, Uncle II, why don't you notify me of the news of my father's death?"

After laughing, it was replaced by a terrifying murderous intent. Otsuka Tomohiro Okatsu slowly restrained the smile on his face, and his cold eyes swept across the people in the conference room. A calm but extremely strange voice sounded in their ears: "Yasukuni Shrine, I will be hosted by me from today."

"What?" If Otsuka Tomohiro Okatsuki kicked open the door of the conference room and it was a missile, then what he said now was no less than an atomic bomb, which made everyone's faces change, and they stood up one after another, and an incredible look appeared on their faces: "How is this possible?"

The man who was called the second uncle by Otsuka Tomohiro Otsuka seemed to have thought of something, and widened his eyes and asked in a daze: "Otsuka Tomohiro Otsuka Tomohiro, what have you done to the host of Nishiyuanji?"

"Are you talking about my master?" Two strange red colors appeared on Otsuka Tomohiro's slightly pale face. He looked at his second uncle strangely, took off an ancient token from his waist, threw it into his second uncle's hand, and said nothing.

However, although Otsuka Tomohiro didn't say anything, everyone's face changed again when he saw the token he took out. He was angry, but now he turned into awe. It was as if the person standing in front of them was not a young man in his twenties, but a living demon king who held the power of life and death.

He took the token with his trembling hands, Otsuka Yukito looked at Otsuka Otsuka Tomohiro with a complicated expression: "You... killed the host of Nishiyuanji?"

"I have let him live for three more years." Otsuka Oka Tomohiro had no intention of avoiding this at all. Instead, he outlined a disdainful sneer and said: "More than a hundred years of cultivation is not worth my 20 years of achievements. Such a waste has been my master for more than twenty years, and it is his honor to die in my hands."

"you……"

"Huh?" Before Otsuka Yukichi was angrily reprimanded, Otsuka Otsuka Tomohiro had already raised his legs and took a step towards the conference table. A cold murderous aura that was as solid as the essence instantly enveloped Otsuka Yukichi. Almost in the blink of an eye, Otsuka Yukichi fell on the chair with a thud, his face pale, and his forehead was covered with fine cold sweat...

"Waste." Seeing that Otsuka Yukichi was forced to fall back directly by his momentum, Otsuka Otsuka Tomohiro did not look smug at all. Instead, he glanced at his second uncle with disdain, raised his hand and took the token back into his hand with a light move, raised his eyebrows and said without looking back: "Come."

"Swoosh..." Two black shadows flashed, and everyone felt that a flash of sight before their eyes, two men in black appeared beside Tomohiro Otsuka Okatsuki. The two of them dressed like traditional Japanese ninjas, but there were many different things. For example, they only had one weapon on them, which was a samurai sword.

As soon as they saw the two men in black, the last trace of luck in their hearts was destroyed. They looked at each other, then stood up together, bowed to Tomohiro Okazuka, "Otsuka host."

The Japanese cabinet is the highest political and political institution in Japan. Although the Yasukuni Shrine claims to be a place of worship, it is actually the highest violent institution in Japan and is directly controlled by the emperor. When cabinet officials see the Yasukuni Shrine, they have to bow and salute to express their respect.

This is one of the highest secrets in Japan. In addition to worshipping, there is also a black scripture in the Yasukuni Shrine. This scripture appeared in Japan about 960 AD. Every month, this black scripture needs to be soaked in the blood of boys and girls until it turns dark red. After taking out the scripture that has changed from black to dark red, the scripture will output an evil energy for people to practice.

However, there are very few people who can withstand this evil energy, and often only one person in a hundred years. People who can withstand this evil energy can introduce this evil energy into their bodies, thereby achieving the goal of strengthening themselves.

Those who cannot withstand this evil energy will be blown into pieces by this energy, and even their souls will be swallowed by this scripture in one bite.

Since the 960th AD, this scripture appeared in Japan, it has directed bloody storms after blood. Since its first beneficiary spread throughout Japan, it has become the supreme martial arts classic in the minds of Japanese samurai. Even if you know that it will kill most people on the spot, those who are fighting for it are still flocking to it.

It was not until 1324 AD that a warrior from the Japanese royal family obtained the scriptures and gained strength. He began to study the application of evil energy in scriptures. Around 1359 AD, this Japanese royal family member actually studied other applications of evil energy.

After guiding evil energy into one's body, after a period of cultivation and integration, the excess evil energy that has been cultivated and transported to other people's bodies. Although this cannot avoid the danger of exploding the body, it is much safer than absorbing energy directly from the scriptures.

It was from the beginning of this royal member's large number of subordinates that the Black scriptures were passed down among the Japanese royal family, avoiding the struggles that were caused by the threat of losing force due to the death of the beneficiary, because those who obtain energy from the beneficiary should not be underestimated.

Moreover, the royal family member chose an apprentice who could also withstand the evil energy of the scriptures from the beginning. Under this arrangement, it was passed down from generation to generation.

Nishiroji Temple is the seventeenth inheritor of this scripture and also the master of Tomohiro Otsuka Otsuka. His superb strength is regarded as the strongest in Japan by those who know the knowledge. Now, Nishiroji Temple has fallen and died in the hands of his own twenty-seven-year-old disciple Tomohiro Otsuka Otsuka. Tomohiro Otsuka Otsuka became the 18th generation inheritor of the Black scripture. After entering the emperor's residence to announce allegiance to the emperor, he can become the new host of the Yasukuni Shrine.

In other words, as long as Otsuka Okatsuki succeeds to the presidency, he will also receive collective allegiance from the existing Shadow Guard of Yasukuni Shrine and officially join the ranks of Japan's leading figures. His status in Japan will directly surpass the Prime Minister of Japan's cabinet.

Although the Yasukuni Shrine has no right to interfere in Japan's internal affairs, under absolute force, even if he interferes, who can fart?

Therefore, Otsuka Oka Tomohiro broke into the door so arrogantly, it was not the impulse of the young man, but the absolute certainty of the result of his own doing so

Otsuka Okatsuki is not worried that he will lose the crown of Yasukuni Shrine because of his atrocities. Because he is still young, he has not yet chosen his heirs. In other words, even if he kills his master Nishizoji, no one dares to do anything to him.

There is no doubt that all those who can withstand the evil energy of the scriptures are genius figures. Otsuka Okatsuki entered the Yasukuni Shrine at the age of seven. It took only twenty years to kill the Nishizoji Temple, which had been practicing in the evil energy of the scriptures for more than a hundred years.

Nishienji is also a genius, but Otsuka Okatsuki is better than the blue one.

With a look of indifference swept over everyone present, Otsuka Oka Tomohiro slightly raised his hand and asked a shadow guard beside him to bring a stool, then sat down openly, and said lightly: "Why should you tell me about the cause of my father's death?"

"This..." Everyone hesitated for a moment, and Qi Shua shook his gaze at Otsuka Yokoto with a pale face.

Feeling everyone's eyes focused on him, Otsuka Yukichi didn't have the courage to show his second uncle's posture at this moment? He nodded with a wry smile...

"Host Otsuka, judging from the evidence we have now and the news from the White House in the United States, the group of sea monsters must have been man-controlled, and the ones who control this group of sea monsters..."

"It's Chinese." Before the man finished speaking, Otsuka Ekito interrupted coldly: "I need more detailed information."

"…..." The man raised his hand and wiped the sweat from his forehead and said, "The most likely thing now is the Yiren who are active in Wenle County, China..."

"Swoosh..." Three figures flashed past, and Otsuka Tomohiro Okatsuki who was sitting on the chair disappeared without a trace.
Chapter completed!