Then, Ye Wutian collected the souls of the other corpses, and the several soul storage talismans that had been prepared in advance were almost used up.

After finishing his work, when Jiro Shinda shouted Zhenghuan, he sat cross-legged on the side and used his skills to restore his mental power and vitality.

It was not until the early morning that Jiro Shinda's screams gradually subsided. I guess the effect of the Soul-Splitting Demonic Fruit was almost the same.

Ye Wutian stopped practicing and came to Jiro Shinda, and asked with a smile: "I have been happy all night. I should be more honest now, right? If I haven't had enough fun, I still have fruit in my hands, so I can continue to make you happy."

Jiro Shinda shook his head weakly, as if he was the heroine who had just finished filming a romance film, and was almost exhausted.

Ye Wutian nodded with satisfaction. He had always believed in the effects of the Soul-Splitting Demon Fruit, because the soul is always a human weakness.

"Then let me put away this thing in the air first." Ye Wutian ordered, and then he untie the acupoints on Shinda Jiro.

Jiro Shinda struggled to get up from the ground, staggered towards Amaterasu Daji Ruler, walked to Amaterasu Daji Ruler, leaned over and picked up the ruler. Then he injected a stream of yang energy into it, and the ancient runes on the ruler suddenly burst into dazzling white light. Then he saw that the light ball in the air was like a silkworm cocoon that was pulled out, and rays of light surged towards Amaterasu Daji Ruler, and finally it was absorbed completely.

As the light balls retreated, the surroundings became pitch black.

"I didn't expect this iron plate to hide the universe. No wonder you treat it as a treasure." Ye Wutian said casually. In fact, this function has no effect at all for him, so he did not intend to take away this Amaterasu Omoji ruler.

Jiro Shinda didn't say anything, leaning on the Amaterasu Omi ruler to support his exhausted body, just like a defeated general, looking dejected.

Ye Wutian walked forward, reached out to Jiro Shinda's abdomen, and sealed his Dantian acupoint again to prevent him from being honest.

Jiro Shinda gasped and said coldly: "If you want to inquire about Kuroda Toshio's whereabouts, you can find the wrong person. I don't know where he is, and I haven't even seen him at all."

Ye Wutian frowned and questioned: "As the consultant of Yamaguchi Group, you said you had never met the team leader? Do you think I would believe it?"

"Kuroda Toshio never shows up in person. I believe no one except Wakato knows his true identity." Jiro Shinda explained.

Ye Wutian thought about it in a blink of an eye and asked, "If the head is called Nioka Taroka, right?"

Jiro Shinda nodded.

Ye Wutian asked again: "Then you should know where Tarooka Nio is?"

Jiro Shinda seemed a little hesitant and hadn't spoken for a long time.

Ye Wutian raised a grin and said, "It doesn't matter, I have time and fruits. If you still want to eat it, I will let you eat enough."

Jiro Shinda swallowed, as if he remembered the pain that life was worse than death. His face turned pale, and finally he said obediently: "He, he is in the Retta Shrine."

"Reita Shrine? It is the Reita Shrine that enshrines the Kusanagi Sword?" Ye Wutian was a little surprised.

"Yes." Jiro Shinda responded.

"Can't your Yamaguchi group have all priests?" Ye Wutian asked with some confusion.

"Ruto is not a priest, but we usually contact him through the Retta Shrine. I don't know whether he is in Retta Shrine." Jiro Shinda said.

Ye Wutian curled his lips and said depressedly: "Is your Yamaguchi group playing hide-and-seek with me? You have to go around and turn to someone several times."

Jiro Shinda said with an innocent look: "I only know so much."

Ye Wutian thought for a while and asked again: "I heard that there is a larger mysterious organization behind your Yamaguchi Group. How much inside story do you know?"

After hearing Ye Wutian’s question, Jiro Shinda’s forehead felt a little sweaty.

Ye Wutian snorted coldly and asked, "What? Do you have any secrets that you can't tell?"

Jiro Shinda shook his head repeatedly and said, "I don't know much about this organization. I am only responsible for managing those assassination groups."

"It seems that the division of labor in your Yamaguchi Group is quite strict!" Ye Wutian thought for a moment and asked again: "How many groups are there in the assassination group?"

"One, there are ten groups in total, spread all over the world. The main task is to cooperate with the organization to subdue local forces." Jiro Shinda said in detail.

Ye Wutian nodded, then changed the subject and asked, "Then you are also responsible for the underground laboratory?"

Jiro Shinda nodded and admitted.

"Are there any other places besides this underground laboratory?" Ye Wutian asked.

Jiro Shinda shook his head and replied, "I am only responsible for this underground laboratory, and I don't know anything else."

Ye Wutian sighed regretfully and said, "It seems that your authority in Yamaguchi Group is also very limited."

"Yes, except for the assassination team, the underground laboratory and the management of this shrine, the rest of the matter has nothing to do with me," said Jiro Shinda.

Ye Wutian frowned and pondered for a while, and couldn't think of anything else to ask, so he mentioned the story of Yata Mirror, "I heard that there is a magical artifact called Yata Mirror hidden in your temple. You should know where to hide it, right?"

Jiro Shinda was stunned for a moment, and immediately nodded and said, "I know, I know."

"Take me over." Ye Wutian ordered.

"Yes! Yes!" Jiro Shinda agreed repeatedly, but a trace of haze flashed in his eyes.

Then, Jiro Shinda took Ye Wutian toward the main hall gate.

The roof of this main hall had long been destroyed during the previous battle, and the hall was in chaos.

Jiro Shinda brought Ye Wutian to the inner hall, which was empty and looked nothing. Jiro Shinda walked straight to a wooden wall and tinkered on the wall for a while. A floor on the ground suddenly shrank, revealing a deep passage.

"The Yata Mirror is enshrined in this underground dark hall." Jiro Shinda said to Ye Wutian.

Seeing that the other party was so enthusiastic, Ye Wutian felt suspicious and asked cautiously: "Why didn't the secret hall be arranged??"

Jiro Shinda shook his head like a rattle, "No, absolutely no mechanism."

Ye Wutian thought carefully. Since there were so many priests guarding this divine palace, setting up ordinary mechanisms was useless. Thinking of this, he no longer thought about it and ordered: "You lead the way in front."

"Yes!" Jiro Shinda agreed, then turned around and walked towards the secret passage.

In the secret passage, there is a lengthy stone step that extends downwards, and the more you go down, the stronger the yang energy becomes.

After walking for almost two minutes, a light appeared in front of the passage. I continued to walk towards the light and soon saw a bright underground hall.

Jiro Shinda took Ye Wutian into the hall, and an extremely strong sense of depression suddenly came to his heart.

This hall is about five meters high, about ten meters long and wide. There is a statue of god erect in each corner. There are also some ancient and profound runes carved on the ceiling above the head and the floor below the feet. These runes are like fireflies, with a flash of fluorescent light. The whole hall looks like an ancient temple, extremely solemn and sacred.

Ye Wutian glanced around and his eyes quickly locked on a stone platform in the middle of the hall.

The stone platform is tall and its waist is as thick as its thighs. At the top is a stone plate the size of a washbasin. On the stone plate is quietly placed a piece of artifact shaped like an iron disc. This object looks very old, black and gray all over, and there are a few slight cracks on the surface. It looks like a stone tool unearthed from an ancient tomb, and it does not have the smooth and brightness that a mirror should have.

"Is this broken thing the legendary artifact Yata Mirror?" Ye Wutian pointed to the artifact on the stone plate and asked Jiro Shinda in disbelief.

Jiro Shinda replied with shame: "That's right, this is the Yata Mirror, the master of Amaterasu's spirit artifact."

"Could it be that you, Amaterasu, used this thing to look at your face?" Ye Wutian said depressedly.

Although the appearance of this broken mirror is indeed not very good, Ye Wutian could clearly feel the extremely strong power emitted from it.

"I heard that this thing has a magic spell attached to it. Do you know how to resolve the spell?" Ye Wutian asked Jiro Shinda again.

Jiro Shinda shook his head and said, "These are just legends. I don't know whether there is a magic spell."

"Who has picked up this thing?" Ye Wutian continued to ask.

Jiro Shinda replied: "This mirror is a holy object, so naturally no one dares to touch it."

Ye Wutian pondered for a moment, then took a step and walked carefully towards Yata Mirror.

The closer you get, the stronger the feeling of depression becomes, and the vitality in the body becomes restless and restless. These phenomena undoubtedly show that this Yata mirror is indeed an extraordinary thing.

When he walked almost three meters away from Yata Mirror, the invisible sense of depression had already made him unable to breathe. He stopped and did not dare to get closer.

At this time, Cang Jun suddenly sent a message: "My friend Ye, I noticed a very powerful force. Have you found that magical weapon?"

Ye Wutian replied to him: "That's right, this thing is right in front of me, but I don't know how to take it away."

"Although I don't know if there is a magic spell on this artifact, it's better to be careful. It's best not to touch it directly with your hands." Cang Jun reminded.

"I understand." Ye Wutian responded, and then asked: "How can we usually use the methods to obtain objects like the ancestor talismans of your Han family that have used curses?"

"That depends on what kind of curse it is. Just like the soul curse imposed on my ancestral talisman, this kind of curse is generally unavoidable, because it contains a trace of the residual soul of the man who casts the mantra, and has a certain amount of spiritual intelligence." Cang Jun explained in detail.

"Then the Yata Mirror is also attached to the residual soul of Amaterasu, right?" Ye Wutian frowned.

Cang Jun smiled and said, "You can tell if you try it."
Chapter completed!