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Madara Uchiha's expression was extremely grim. He manipulated his Susanoo to shatter the yellow-clad phantom for the eighth time. However, the yellow-clad phantom continued to coalesce. Even his chanting of the Mist spell was useless…

It's not that the sacrificial incantation was ineffective. Madara Uchiha could clearly feel the surging vitality within the other person when he recited this incantation. In other words, it wasn't that the other person was resurrected after being killed by him, but rather that he never killed the other person in the first place.

The first prerequisite for turning someone into a sacrifice is that they are either incapable of resisting or already dead.

"Leave it to me!" Su Han's calm voice rang in Madara Uchiha's ears. Madara Uchiha was stunned for a moment, and then he saw Su Han clench his fist. A faint white light emanated from the fist that was shrouded in mist.

"That's it!" Madara Uchiha suddenly remembered what he had seen in the misty space: the powers possessed by various evil gods... completely integrated into Number Ten's body...

Rei Miyamoto helped Shizuka Marikawa to the entrance of the teaching building, where they saw Saeko Busujima standing there blankly. She was immediately puzzled, but when she followed Saeko's gaze into the distance, she saw a scene she would never forget.

Su Han unleashed a punch that shattered the air, the sound of breaking glass ringing clearly in their ears, and the earth trembled violently. The phantom of the yellow-clad figure also disintegrated.

Then, Su Han spread his five fingers, each one radiating golden light, transforming into golden chains that coiled outwards. This was a sealing technique.

The sealing spell restrained the yellow-robed phantom's movements, but it couldn't kill him. The eerie aura emanating from him grew even stronger, and many of the ordinary people watching the battle clutched their heads, screaming in agony as they knelt down.

"Not good!" Tony Stark's expression changed slightly. He suddenly remembered something Whitebeard had once told him: when Mary Geoise became a deadly wasteland, many skeptics went in and were eventually infected by the evil energy and turned into monsters.

Truly powerful evil beings cannot be looked at directly, because the difference in strength is too great. Simply imagining their way of life can drive one insane, and even cause one's own life form to change in the direction of theirs.

"Don't panic!" Su Han's voice was calm. The darkness he unleashed had the effect of suppressing the erosion of the evil god's power, so these people might be affected, but it wouldn't be fatal, nor would it turn them into monsters.

Tony Stark paused for a moment, then glanced around at the people, noticing that those rescued by All Might and his Iron Man armor... though their faces were contorted in pain, showed no signs of mutation.

After a brief silence, he stared at the darkness floating in the void and understood something.

So that's how it is... Even the strange would shrink back before a more powerful god of strangeness...

With a god of equal standing to the other priest standing here on their side... what do they need to worry about?

Su Han remained unmoved, and darkness rapidly spread along the golden chains towards the yellow-robed phantom, wrapping around its body.

This technique was not developed by Blackbeard, but by Su Han during his seclusion in the Cultivation Month. Darkness, to him now, is more like his limbs, which he can freely control and extend.

Darkness enveloped the yellow-robed phantom, and the yellow-robed priest's voice rang out, sounding more like a scream of agony, filled with terror, "How could this be... My Lord's power! Why was it devoured? What kind of monster are you... Ahhhhh!"

The yellow-robed priest sensed something at that moment—a vast world. He seemed to see an indescribable deity shrouded in mist, calmly staring at him.

He seemed to understand something, and his words became incoherent, repeating the same phrase over and over again: "I am the priest, you are... God!"

Darkness completely engulfed him, and the yellow-clad phantom gradually shrank, flowing along the golden chain and entering Su Han's body. Finally, Su Han retrieved the golden chain, at the end of which was locked a stone engraved with peculiar patterns.

"Is this the meteorite?" Su Han stared at it quietly, then his pupils suddenly dilated, because he felt a strange corrosive power emanating from the stone, as if it wanted to infect him as well.

Tony Stark looked at Su Han, and he felt that Su Han had become extremely terrifying at this moment. It was as if by gazing at Su Han, he could see the void... and see the indescribable yellow-clad being standing in the void...

Aizen's pupils contracted sharply. That yellow-robed being was far too vast and immense. It merely drifted casually in the endless void, yet the smaller worlds that brushed past it were all falling into darkness and corruption... even heading towards destruction...

Even just watching, Aizen felt like he was suffocating.

Su Han's expression was serious as he activated the Misty Space. The eerie energy was rapidly absorbed by the Misty Space... Soon, the strange light emanating from it gradually faded away.

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Chapter 114 A Parliament Member with Collapsed Morals

Su Han's body was shrouded in mist. He stood there quietly, mysterious and transcendent.

After regaining their senses, Aizen and Tony Stark stared at the person before them, their eyes gradually filled with contemplation and shock. Even Aizen, stronger than Tony Stark, felt an even greater sense of awe.

The stronger you are, the more you know, and the more you can understand just how terrifying what just happened was.

"That was just now." Madara Uchiha descended from the sky, released his Susanoo, and stared intently at Su Han, clearly having also seen the phantom of the yellow-clad figure.

"It's nothing." Su Han shook his head, clearly not interested in further discussion. The others exchanged glances and fell silent as well.

Saeko Busujima arrived at Su Han's side, remained silent for a long time, and then bowed deeply to Su Han and the others in front of her.

"What are you doing?" Tony Stark's brows furrowed instantly.

"Perhaps slaying evil spirits would be beneficial to you. However, the fact remains that you saved my world!"

Saeko Busujima struggled to describe her emotions at that moment. There were memories of the past, the joy of witnessing the destruction of evil, and a touch of uncertainty about the future.

But in any case, that dark era has finally passed.

After a brief silence, those who had been rescued and taken to Fujimi Academy looked at each other, and finally bowed deeply to Su Han and the others.

"You're welcome!" Su Han's voice remained as indifferent as ever.

"I accept your thanks as well." Aizen looked around at everyone present and said with a smile, without simply refusing.

Madara Uchiha first glanced at Su Han and nodded slightly to him, then looked at Aizen with deep eyes.

Whether it's the gentle Aizen in his current disguise, or the overwhelmingly domineering Aizen in his true form, he is undeniably charismatic. Of course, everyone who has watched Bleach will also be wary of him.

"So what's next?" Tony Stark looked at Su Han, somewhat hesitant.

“Now you can disperse,” Su Han said calmly. “There are still a huge number of evil creatures in the entire Eastern Japan... This is the food for you to become stronger.”

"How long can we stay stuck in this world?" Aizen asked.

"Whatever you say!" Su Han's voice remained unchanged. His body gradually turned into mist, then completely disappeared from this world and returned to the mist space.

“I know this quite well, having been through it once,” Tony Stark said, removing the faceplate from his Iron Man armor. He gazed at the dense forest before him, his voice complex. “If you want to go back, just enter the mist space and think of it as a transit point.”

"Is that so?" Madara Uchiha sneered, channeling a repulsive force into his body, sending him flying. He then sped off in a certain direction, thinking, "I hope this land beneath my feet is a bit bigger! So I can unleash my full power."

"That direction?" Saeko Busujima paused, then seemed to remember something. "It's Tokyo!"

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