As an experienced member of Higurashi Shrine, one must certainly have studied the languages in America.

“Why are you looking for Izanami Shrine?” Uncle Sanada asked.

“You just have to tell us. Where is it?” Uncle Drake yelled.

“I can’t tell you!” Uncle Sanada exclaimed

Uncle Drake had lost his patience long ago. Now, whether his Dragon Lord, Martiny Mayer, was dead or alive was unknown to him. Earlier, he already wasted too much time on the road. What if he couldn’t make it in time, and Dragon Lord died? Uncle Drake, who was the Dragon Guardian, would be punishable by death.

Boom—

Uncle Drake sent Uncle Sanada flying with a palm strike.

“Argh!”

When two other members of Higurashi Shrine saw this, they instantly shouted angrily and attacked Uncle Drake. In the end, the outcome wasn’t surprising at all. The two were

sent flying like canon pellets.

In the next second, Uncle Drake unleashed his imposing aura.

A spiritual pressure that enveloped the entire sky, covered Higurashi