Chapter 678 My Hero

• With one punch, the iron door caved in. Takahashi Sosuke stepped out of the cell. Seeing him covered in wounds, Yang Feng knew his yin-yang power had to be sealed. Bringing him along wouldn’t help much right now. “Wait here for us. We’re going to save Tsuchimikado Anya.” “No.” Takahashi Sosuke straightened up, fighting the pain. “I’m going with you.” This was Tsuchimikado Anya’s thirty-second try at breaking the seal inside her, and once again, she failed. Sure, Guihai and the others weren’t as good at sealing techniques as Takahashi Sosuke. But there were a lot of them, and every one of them was stronger than she was. Against a joint seal like that, she couldn’t break free. “Forget it… Takahashi Sosuke’s sealed too. No one’s coming for me…” Anya sank to the floor, hugging her knees, lost and small. “So that’s it… locked up here till I die?” “No chance to take revenge, Dad… Mom…” she whispered, tears sliding from the corners of her eyes. With a heavy boom, the wall of her iron cell suddenly collapsed. Behind the broken wall stood a tall man with a handsome face, a pair of black ram’s horns curling from his head, and even black goat hooves for feet. Startled, Anya shot to her feet. Instinct said to grab a talisman and fight, but she’d forgotten—she was a prisoner with nothing. Grief, despair, and all that dark energy surged up. Yang Feng looked at the companion he hadn’t seen in days, felt his own power tick up, and almost laughed. “Anya, so you do get scared.” In his demon lord form, Yang Feng could soak up any negative emotion and turn it into fuel. The voice hit something familiar. Anya froze, and her tears stopped. “You’re…?” She saw Peng Xing behind Yang Feng, and her breath caught. “Peng Xing?” Peng Xing smiled and nodded. “It’s me, Anya.” At the same time, Anya noticed Takahashi Sosuke standing in the back, battered and bleeding. In a heartbeat, she guessed who the horned man was. Her sadness vanished, replaced by a rush of joy. “Change your form and you don’t recognize me?” Yang Feng smiled and ruffled Anya’s hair. “Remember what I promised you?” Tears fell again—this time, tears of pure relief. “Yang Feng!” Anya threw herself into his arms and sobbed. “I was so scared! You finally came! I’ve been terrified…” All that tough front was gone. Right now, she was just a girl who’d been pushed too far. “It’s okay. It’s okay. It’s over.” Yang Feng broke the seals binding Anya, then dropped his demon lord form. Seeing Yang Feng’s true face, Takahashi Sosuke couldn’t help but admire him. A real hero, young as hell. Last time he’d seen Yang Feng, the kid had barely been out of diapers. Now he’d busted through the Onmyo Bureau’s defenses and pulled them out. Looked like the Bureau owed them one now. “Let’s move. I don’t know if our people outside can hold the line, and I’ve got a bad feeling,” Yang Feng said. “Everyone… came?” Anya asked, voice small. One look at her and Yang Feng knew she’d been through hell. “Anya, don’t be scared. I’ve got you.” She nodded, and the way she looked at him held something new that hadn’t been there before.