I planted a sacred tree in Tokyo.

Chapter 267 The Strongest in History VS The Strongest in Modern Times

Behind the shrine halfway up the sacred tree,
Behind the dense forest lies the true Inari God's small 'shrine'.

Jingle bell~~
The clear, rhythmic sound of the Kagura bells rang out as a beautifully dressed girl danced alone in front of the shrine's main hall, her movements both holy and ethereal, like a god loving all people and embracing everything, or like a beautiful woman under the moon, gazing at her own reflection with self-pity.

The other shrine maidens knelt quietly on both sides, their hands clasped together in devout prayer, sharing the burden with Ama-no-Ying.

Are we just going to stay here?

In front of the shrine, Nao pushed up her round-framed glasses.

"We'd only be a hindrance if we went,"

While pinching the clay puppet, Qiong Mei looked at the tablet being carried by a white bird: although the two of them were guarding this place, they could also learn about the battle situation through live streaming.

Actually, there's not much need for a live broadcast: just look up and you'll see that mountain-like giant raising its palm!

Brother Yu, don't force yourself.

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

"I see,"

On the battlefield, facing the massive, overwhelming rocky hand that seemed to blot out the sky, Abe no Seimei showed the slightest sign of panic.

"Has it temporarily gained the power to fight me, thanks to the power transmitted from the shrine?"

brush,

When 'Ōyamazumi-gami's' enormous hand reached out to grab him...
With a flash, the Great Onmyoji disappeared.

"it's useless,"

A figure sped over from Bunkyo Ward; it was none other than 'Ibaraki/Kafka'.

"That bastard Seimei possesses the 'Flying Thunder God' technique. If we can't interfere with space, we can't hurt him at all!"

"This is."

They arrived riding on a Hokkaido deer named 'Rokusun'.

Yura looked up at the mountain-like giant and Yu on its shoulder, and couldn't help but marvel.

"Master is indeed very strong!"

"Ibaraki-doji is right,"

Hakuzosu looked at Abe no Seimei, whose figure had vanished over a thousand meters away with a few flashes of light, and then suggested to Yu:

"Use the divine magic of 'Amagoya no Mikoto'!"

"it is good,"

Without hesitation, Yu swiped his finger across the paper, and the ink that fell from it quickly transformed into a Japanese man dressed in the Kofun era, with a hairstyle called "Mizuki Ryo" on both sides of his ears.

This man, with his flowing sleeves and towering three meters tall, exuded an air of refined elegance; he was none other than the island nation's 'God of Blessings,' Ame-no-Ya-no-Mikoto.

The 'god' raised his hand and waved it, and a huge shimenawa (sacred rope) flew out of his sleeve and soared ten thousand meters away in the blink of an eye, encircling most of Tokyo in the sky.

The large white shimenawa (sacred rope) hanging from the shimenawa flutters in the wind, conveying a sense of holiness and tranquility.

"Teleportation is prohibited here!"

As soon as the male deity 'Ame-no-Ya-no-Mikoto' finished speaking, he began to disappear, turning back into ink and falling.

According to legend, Amaterasu was so angered by Susanoo that she hid in the "Ama-no-Iwato" and became withdrawn. The gods tricked her into opening the Ama-no-Iwato out of curiosity. Amaterasu took the opportunity to pull her out, and Amaterasu immediately sealed the Ama-no-Iwato with the "Shimenawa".

Therefore, 'Shimenawa' also has the effect of sealing, and is often used to enclose certain forbidden places.

With the shimenawa (sacred rope) encircling the entire battlefield...
It appears unchanged, but:

"You've banned my 'Flying Thunder God Technique'?"

The great Onmyoji, who had teleported a thousand meters away, gently waved his folding fan.

"As expected of Dao Man's 'Super Divine Imitation Painting,' one of his two great secret techniques, it can draw upon the power of the gods—"

"Hahahaha, take this punch!!!"

A burst of wild laughter interrupted Abe no Seimei's words, and a figure emanating a visible purple demonic aura shot towards him; with a stomp of his foot, the ground exploded, and the figure charged straight toward Abe no Seimei, his clenched fist carrying unparalleled power, determined to blast this great Onmyoji down.

It was Ibaraki's 'powerful punch'!
"It only disabled one of my spells,"

Faced with a fist that was so fast it blasted out layers of white air waves, powerful enough to split mountains and rivers, the Great Yin-Yang Master raised his hand and clenched it.

"Yin-Yang Technique: Binding!"

As he aimed his five fingers at 'Ibaraki' and made a grabbing motion from afar...
Golden chains appeared out of thin air and suddenly bound the oncoming 'Ibaraki/Kafka'.

Splash,

These golden chains, of unknown origin, immediately formed shackles upon touching Ibaraki, binding him tightly!
Wrists, ankles, waist, abdomen, neck.
After numerous golden chains bound Ibaraki, they connected to the ground, causing the entire battlefield to tremble violently! It was as if the entire area was about to be torn apart. However—

Pulled back by the chains, Ibaraki's speed dropped drastically as he charged forward. Although he maintained his charging stance, his fists could not penetrate any further.

They could only stop unwillingly in front of the Great Onmyoji!

"Ibaraki, no matter how strong you are, can you shake the earth?"

"I could defeat you a thousand years ago, and it's even easier now."

After saying this, lightning crackled on the Onmyoji's robe. The great Onmyoji Abe no Seimei ignored the bound 'Ibaraki/Kafka' and instead flew towards the approaching 'Ōyamatsu-no-Kami'!

"Yu-kun,"

"Let me see how good your 'super-divine forgery' is."

Having said that, the approaching Grand Onmyoji waved his folding fan:
"The Thunder Emperor is coming!"

"Roaring boom boom boom—"

A dazzling burst of lightning surged forth from the folding fan, transforming into a long streak of lightning that crashed headlong towards 'Ōyamatsu-no-Kami' amidst a deafening roar.

At first, the thunder dragon was only as thick as an arm. As it moved forward, its body rapidly split apart as if lightning were spreading. However, instead of becoming thinner with each split, it grew ever more magnificent and majestic as it swirled and twisted in the intense heat. In the end, it transformed into a massive, towering, and menacing Eastern thunder dragon, which angrily lunged at 'Ōyama Tsumi no Kami's' fist.

air!
Fist and dragon claw collided fiercely!
When the crowd retreated to a distance of a thousand meters to watch the battle, they saw nothing but blindingly bright lightning. There were no other sounds in their ears, only the tremors and shocks powerful enough to shatter rocks.

Chiyoda,
Metropolitan Police Department Command Center

Rumble, rumble, rumble! ! !
The deafening, rolling thunder caused the island's cabinet officials to cover their ears and squat on the ground with pained expressions.

Ten seconds later—

"Who's winning?"

"Ah, what did you say?"

"Damn it, we've gone deaf."

The high-ranking officials, who had gotten up, asked each other questions; after shouting at the top of their lungs for a long time, they touched the bloodstains by their ears and realized that they had been deafened.

"I'll go outside and take a look,"

The electronic instruments in the command center were all burned to a pile of junk by the electromagnetic shock.

Director Zhu Ya didn't care whether her colleagues could hear her or not. She pointed in the direction of the battle and strode out of the room.

Chiyoda and Bunkyo Ward are adjacent, and even they suffered such strong aftershocks. How terrifying must the center of the battle be?
Rushing out of the Metropolitan Police Department, she sprinted up the wall, leaped onto the roof, and looked out:

From him, one could even see the fierce battle between the giants and the thunder dragon in the distance.

"Was it that extraordinary powerhouse from a thousand years ago?"

They were like gods and demons.
That Yu-kun really did have a trump card.

This ability, known as 'Super God Imitation Painting,' can actually project and temporarily borrow the power of 'gods'?

Even though it was powered by the 'divine tree', it was still awe-inspiring!
only--

boom! boom! boom! boom!
Under the furious onslaught of the lightning dragon,

Hundreds of tons of earth and rocks poured down from the massive body of 'Ōyamatsumi-gami', making it seem as if it was at a disadvantage.

Rektu,
"Yu's condition is not good!" On the Divine Tree, Nao also saw the mountain-like giant constantly being 'injured'.

“I believe in my brother,”

Qiong Mei, who had subconsciously taken a step, abruptly stopped.

"Protect Xiaoying. If the power she's transmitting is interrupted, even her brother will..."

Although Sora trusts Yu unconditionally, the scene in the distance that seems—no, is a battle between gods—is truly terrifying.

We must win. No, if we can't win, we retreat.

"The art of ranking!"

As the girls prayed, a giant demon mask rose up on the battlefield, blocking the aftershocks of the battle.

"What's going on? How is this any different from the battle with 'Kunizukami' back then?"

Behind the enormous demon mask, Hakuzosu couldn't help but make a comment.

No wonder the other 'colleagues' didn't compete with him for a spot in the mortal realm. It wasn't that they didn't want to come to the human world to enjoy life, but that they knew how dangerous the world was!

Sigh, I was also blinded by the beautiful fox spirit.
While sighing, Hakuzosu roused himself.

"Wooden Dragon Art!"

From the ruins of the land, a wooden dragon, fifty meters thick, suddenly burst forth: this giant dragon of the East was made of wood, yet its scales and claws were clearly defined.

When the wooden dragon appeared, it did not pounce on the lightning dragon, but instead wrapped itself around the mountain giant 'Ōyamatsumi-gami'.

"Dragon Man Technique!"

Soon, the wooden dragon circled around 'Ōyamatsumi-gami'.

In addition to the giant's two palms striking, the dragon's head also lunged out to bite, engaging the thunder dragon in a fierce battle and sharing the pressure.

"Ok?"

"Little White, haven't you left the stage yet?"

Faced with the combined attack of the two, the lightning dragon not only did not weaken in the slightest, but became even more brilliant and dazzling, making a winding turn and circling as it flew away.

At the same time, the voice of the great Onmyoji Abe no Seimei came from within the Thunder Dragon.

"If you want to destroy the sacred tree, how can I possibly back down!"

Leaping onto the shoulder of the mountain giant 'Ōyamatsumikan', Hakuzosu looked at Yu, who was also floating in the air, maintaining the 'spell'.

"The Dao Man family, let's join forces and defeat him!"

"Repel me?"

Amidst the rushing dragon of lightning, the Great Yin-Yang Master's voice was calm yet tinged with arrogance.

"I am just an ordinary person born in an era without me."

After saying that, the huge lightning dragon suddenly flew upwards—above the battlefield, rolling black clouds had gathered at some unknown time, adding a touch of solemnity and gravity to the great battle.

The long dragon of lightning plunged straight into the dark clouds and began to tumble within them. The true dragon soaring in the sky was only visible as a scale or a claw!
Within the dark clouds covering the battlefield, lightning flashed everywhere, as if brewing some great terror:
???

"Prepare defense!"

Just as Bai Zangzhu, whose expression had changed drastically, finished speaking, a cold voice came from the sky.

"Thousands of thunders!"

boom----

A bolt of lightning struck down, hitting 'Ōyama Tsumi no Kami's' arm and instantly shattering the giant rock, which was the size of a football field.

Why is its power so weak?
To the extraordinary individuals who had retreated over a thousand meters away to observe the battle, this lightning bolt seemed somewhat underwhelming: not that it was weak, but compared to the previous attacks and defenses, it appeared rather—

Boom, boom, boom, boom!!
Several more bolts of lightning struck down from the dark clouds, as if a switch had been flipped:
Boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom!
Dense, rain-like thunderbolts rained down relentlessly!

A raging torrent of power poured down relentlessly, turning the entire battlefield a blinding white, devoid of any other color! The rumbling thunder far exceeded the limits of what living beings could hear, transforming into visible shockwaves that rippled outwards in concentric circles, and within this area:
Earth and rocks will burn, and all things will perish!
Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

"Nani?"

"What happened? The live stream was interrupted?"

"It's an electromagnetic pulse. With such powerful lightning capabilities, no electronic device could withstand it."

TVs, computers, mobile phones, tablets—the live stream all froze and then went black.

In an instant, not only did tens of millions of people across the island nation question and exclaim in surprise, but even countries around the world closely watching the battle were jumping up and down in shock.

At this critical moment, the live broadcast was suddenly interrupted—although it's not incomprehensible, the fact that a major war concerning the future of the entire island nation, no, even the entire planet, was simply dropped without a trace left everyone, from ordinary people to the powerful, as anxious as ants on a hot plate.

"Who won?"

"Yu-kun can handle it, no, he definitely can handle it."

Even Lord Hakuzosu is no match for him. Now, all of humanity's hopes are pinned on that 'Yu-kun'!

With the live stream interrupted, everyone could only wait anxiously. Meanwhile, phrases like "Kasakain Yura's master," "the truly extraordinary number one," and "the strongest Onmyoji" spread rapidly among the crowd. Thanks to the convenience of the internet, it quickly spread from Japan to the entire planet.

I believe that after today, the name You will become the object of countless people's longing, provided that today is over!

"Cough cough cough,"

“We’ve already retreated over a thousand meters. If we retreat any further, even our superhuman eyesight won’t be of any use.”

Across a cluster of urban ruins several kilometers away, Takagi Mikazu pushed aside the wall pressing down on him and couldn't help but look up at the sky and sigh.

They can't even stand by and watch? What kind of world is this?!

"I'm fine,"

Pegasus hopes to have a pair of gray eyes staring at the smoke-filled battlefield.

Hopefully, how's the situation?

Looking disheveled, Iori asked anxiously.

If Yu-ge loses, they will have no choice but to go into exile overseas.
But with that great Yin-Yang Master's strength, even though the planet beneath his feet is vast, where could he possibly find a place to live?

"Yu-kun has not lost,"

Pegasus's long, black hair flew wildly in the shockwave, and he hoped for an answer.

"As for who will win in the end, I don't know."

call------

A strong wind swept through, clearing away the smoke above the battlefield.

The mountain-like giants have vanished, replaced by a colossus hundreds of meters tall, with crimson skin, fangs, glaring eyes, and bulging muscles all over his body.

It was as if a giant floating mountain sat atop a sky full of thunderclouds, emitting a series of powerful breaths that were even more turbulent and awe-inspiring than thunder and raging waves, and also carrying a hint of the clanging and killing aura of war!
With each inhale, thunder roared; with each exhale, a gale howled.

Behind this giant god, thunder drums circled around him; beneath him, lightning flashed and sparks flickered, weaving together a thunderous inferno that stretched for hundreds of meters, as if the end of the world had arrived.

"Takemiya Raijin?"

Floating in the air opposite, the great Onmyoji 'Abe no Seimei', whose body was spotless, gently waved his folding fan.

"So what if we change the 'god'?"

"It's nothing but a futile struggle."

"This is it,"

On the massive shoulder of 'Takemikazuchi', Yu raised his hand and pointed behind him.

“My women are watching,”

"At least let me show off one more time—"

(End of this chapter)