I planted a sacred tree in Tokyo.

Chapter 269 Both sides claim it's a misunderstanding
"Ahem, everyone, this is KYG bringing you the latest match updates."

"Kafka is charging forward!"

"Oh dear, another disappointment."

"Master Zhixiong also rushed up!"

"Oops, we were repelled too."

With Yu's 'defeat', the battlefield became so chaotic that even blogger KYG didn't know how to comment on it.

In short: XXX rushed forward, and XXX was easily knocked away.

"This time it's really over."

"Gentlemen, I hope we can work together again in the afterlife."

After regaining his senses, the island nation's prime minister, who had climbed to the top of the Metropolitan Police Department, gave a bitter laugh; he straightened his collar, looking as if he was about to commit seppuku.

Now that things have come to this, what's the point of him being alive as prime minister?
Why not take the first step? Maybe with good luck, we can even find a place in the underworld.

"Prime Minister, no!"

"The situation is still unclear, why take your own life so rashly?"

Other cabinet ministers tried to dissuade them, jokingly saying that if the sacred tree were truly destroyed, future generations—if they existed—would surely condemn their generation of cabinet government to shame. In such a situation, if the prime minister didn't step in to take the blame, would they be the ones to do it?

Damn it, I knew being an official in the extraordinary era wouldn't be easy, but I never imagined it would be this dangerous.

You should have resigned sooner.
With their power, escaping abroad would not be difficult.

There are now many powerful and wealthy people fleeing abroad in private jets: because there are so many of them, the government is too lazy to bother with them.

"Well, since I'm sitting here, I might as well watch until the end."

Someone sighed and looked towards the direction of the Sacred Tree District.

Don't be fooled by the fact that they are cabinet ministers, who are theoretically the most powerful people in the island nation.

But those who run for office are more or less 'idealistic'; after all, in an island nation like this, being the big financial backer of politicians is the safest and most enjoyable thing.

On the contrary, politicians who appear in public are often just 'white gloves' for the real powerful and wealthy.

If things truly cannot be accomplished, dying as the last member of the cabinet would not be so bad.

Although, with their 'dog-level' abilities, they couldn't even see the battle situation.

"How is Tianma Aiming doing?"

While checking out the situation through KYG's live stream on her phone, Director Takeya asked Nozomi Tenma, who was standing next to her.

Not everyone is like Yu, who can conjure colossal creations hundreds of meters tall with a wave of his hand, visible from thousands of meters away. With Yu's departure, the battle between Kafka Riku, Shio, and Abe no Seimei seemed rather lackluster.

The extraordinary individuals couldn't help but consider whether they should move a little closer to observe.

At least it won't be like before, where the aftershocks of the battle spread for thousands of meters and almost cost them their lives.

"It's not a very optimistic situation."

Pegasus Hope, with his eyes wide open—no, his 'eyes of God'—shaked his head.

She was being very tactful; if you had to say it, it would be completely one-sided.

"That Abe no Seimei is undoubtedly a Dragon-level being."

Moreover, she was a Dragon-level Grand Yin-Yang Master with no weaknesses, endless tricks up her sleeve, and masterful manipulation of the Five Elements; in Pegasus Hope's eyes, the spiritual power she possessed far surpassed that of any extraordinary being she had ever encountered.

Considering that he still has his most famous 'shikigami' ability to use, giving him a Dragon Peak rating is not unreasonable.

"General Kafka, Master Zhixiong can only hold him off to a certain extent."

As they spoke, vast stretches of forest appeared in the distance.

The 'White Spirit' who was in charge of guarding the sacred tree also joined the battle; unfortunately, judging from the shifting position of the battlefield, that great Onmyoji did not stop at all.

He continued to approach the divine tree at a leisurely pace: his goal was simple, to completely destroy humanity's will to resist!

Nearly 100 million people across the island nation are filled with frustration, panic, despair, and hatred.
These emotions, when gathered together, are the source of power for the resurrection of Orochi!

"Is he truly worthy of being called the Great Onmyoji of a Thousand Years?"

Iori Kazuka couldn't help but sigh, the other party didn't bother with any tricks at all, just openly and honestly stated everything, and then directly defeated the island nation's strongmen.

Destroy the sacred tree and plunge the entire island nation into utter ruin!

suicide?

Please feel free to do as you wish.
When committing suicide, can everyone be fearless in the face of death?
The regret and resentment felt before death can also contribute to the resurrection of Orochi.

A true life-or-death dilemma—

"I should have told that bastard KYG to shut down the stream!"

While watching the live stream, Director Zhuya angrily cursed the blogger. In order to obtain extraordinary intelligence from the island nation, other countries had joined forces to "gift" KYG several communication satellites. Unless they rushed over and killed that extraordinary blogger, they could not stop him from broadcasting live.

Electromagnetic interference?

This is Tokyo, who would dare to misuse this place?
Besides, no one would have expected it to turn into such a desperate situation!

"Hey,"

All my words have been reduced to a sigh.

Island nation, it's finished!
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Below the sacred tree,

"Yu!"

"elder brother,"

Nao and Sora, one riding a fox and the other a white bird, flew down towards the giant pit below.

"Ahem, I'm fine."

With a wave of his hand, he swept away the dust in front of him, looking speechless.

That slap was really hard; it really suited me.

"Are you really okay?"

She leaped down from the giant white clay bird and, together with Nao, touched Yu all over. Sora's eyes sparkled.

"let's go."

"With Xiaoying and Yiye."

"Just the four or five of us, leaving this country."

As she spoke, she opened her hands, and one by one, small white birds flew out and sped towards the battlefield.

"Wait for me to notify Yuluo to come over."

"I want to come too!"

Nao raised her hand; based on her understanding of Sora, the other party's escape plan definitely did not include her.

"Wait, wait a minute~~"

Yu grabbed one of Sora and Nao by the shoulders.

"Don't panic, it's not a big problem."

?

"If we can't beat them, then... well, let's spare that great Onmyoji's life today."

Qiongmei quickly spoke up, afraid that You would go up and fight again;
"A temporary setback is only temporary, Yu-kun. We are still young, and we have plenty of time to win back."

Nao also tried to persuade them, and the core idea of ​​the two of them could be summed up in one sentence: Of the thirty-six stratagems, running away is the best!

This is only natural. Whether it's Sora or Nao, Yu is number one in their hearts. Now that they've already fought, they've done their duty. They're not some court warriors who believe in loyalty like "sacrificing seven lives for the country."

The phrase "seven lives to serve the country" refers to the story of Kusunoki Masashige, a famous military commander during the late Kamakura period of Japan.

Kusunoki Masashige served Emperor Go-Daigo faithfully throughout his life, waging over a hundred battles in the south for more than ten years, and at one point overthrew the shogunate, allowing the emperor to temporarily regain power.

However, how could the daimyo in various regions possibly allow him to do as he pleased? In the end, he was attacked by a group of people, suffering 11 serious injuries, and his force was reduced to only 73 men, all of whom were exhausted.

At the moment of defeat, he asked his younger brother, "They say one can attain Buddhahood in a single thought. After we die, which of the six realms of existence would you like to go to?"

The younger brother replied, "I wish to be reborn into the human realm seven times to slay traitors for the imperial court!"

Zheng Cheng laughed heartily, "Our sins are so heavy, yet our wishes for the next life are so alike."

They all committed suicide, earning the great respect of the enemy, who sent their bodies back to their hometowns. They are the epitome of 'loyalty and bravery' in the island nation, and also one of the three tragic heroes of the 'last generation'.

"We're just high school students, not some old warriors who've fought their whole lives!"

Qiongmei scoffed at this.

"With You's strength, there's nowhere in the world he can't go?"

"It's not time for me to run away yet—"

Yu waved his hand, reassuring the two girls. "Watch me!"

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Click click click click,

The towering Thousand-Hand Guanyin statue shattered layer by layer, transforming into golden light that scattered downwards.

Suffering this severe injury, Master Zhixiong's mouth bled and he staggered.

"Step back,"

"You are no match for me."

Abe no Seimei did not intentionally kill people, not only because the resurrection of Orochi required a constant stream of negative emotions; but also because it would be inconsistent with his "persona".

Although he conspired with Orochi to incite a true Night Parade of One Hundred Demons and bring the Orochi out of the underworld, Abe no Seimei remained the same gentle and refined Onmyoji, and ruthless killing was not in his nature.

With his strength, he could easily suppress everyone.

"Huff, huff~~"

"You all step back, let me hold them off alone!"

The giant white fox spoke in human language; everyone else could retreat, but he was not allowed to.

He is the 'divine messenger' of Inari, and behind him is the 'divine tree' of his master. If he is damaged, how can he have the face to return to Takamagahara to report?
The worst that can happen is death!
If you're lucky, your soul might be retrieved by your owner.

"Little White, facing me, does your soul still have a chance to escape?"

Having seen through Hakuzosu's thoughts at a glance, the high-ranking Onmyoji spoke calmly.

"I do not wish to be an enemy of Lady Miketsu, but Abe no Seimei always keeps his word and will never go back on his promise!"

Legend has it that during Abe no Seimei's final magical duel with Ashiya Dōman, he lost the bet because his wife revealed the secret technique to Dōman; according to the bet, he immediately committed suicide on the spot. Although he later resurrected Ashiya Dōman and took him with him, this shows how much Abe no Seimei valued his 'oath'.

"Get out of the way—?!"

Suddenly,

This person, from the time he appeared until now,

The usually calm and collected Onmyoji suddenly looked up.

冷、

cold

A chill that penetrates to the bone.
A chilling aura enveloped their souls, descending upon every extraordinary being!
In an instant, all the superhumans across the island nation felt the approach of death: a chilling sensation emanating from the biological level, a simultaneous sense of impending annihilation in 130 trillion cells! Before this power, any will, perseverance, or emotion seemed incredibly fragile and insignificant.

Thump thump thump thump thump,

Throughout the entire island nation, all the extraordinary individuals went limp.

Dog-level beings collapsed to the ground like dead dogs; wolf-level beings could only lie on the ground; tiger-level beings knelt on one knee, trembling all over; only ghost-level beings could withstand this pressure and raise their heads.

The chilling oppression descended from the sky.

? ? ? ?
"How is this going?"

He tried to get up by supporting himself on all fours, but found that Director Zhu Ya's arms were shaking like bowstrings, and veins were bulging on her forehead.

"Eight-foot-long jade ornament?"

In his understanding, only the Three Divine Artifacts could instantly suppress all extraordinary beings.

but--

"Heavens! Heavens!"

Clenching his teeth, Pegasus also looked up at the sky.

Heaven?

With difficulty, Zhu Ya turned her head and saw a woman in the middle of her eyes as she lay on the ground.

The entire sky was covered by the figure of a woman, so vast that it was impossible to tell whether it was thousands or tens of thousands of meters in size!

At first glance, this woman appeared elegant and noble, exuding an unparalleled air of dignity that made people afraid to look directly at her; but within that dignity, there was also an aura of death, decay, and despair.

A magnificent robe, billowing out like wings, covered the entire sky above Tokyo; the robe was covered with blooming spider lilies, and beneath the flowers lay the bones of millions!

The woman has beautiful features, but her slanted eyebrows that extend towards her temples make her look less delicate and more strong and cold.

What's most striking is her eyes; one is tightly closed, while a giant snake emerges from the other!
Sacred, eerie; beautiful, hard; life, death.
A myriad of opposing auras swirled around this sky-covering woman, making it clear at a glance that she was no ordinary being.

Yu-kun's godlike forgery?
What deity is it this time?

While the many extraordinary beings, some squatting and some lying down, were filled with confusion, the solemn-faced Onmyoji Abe no Seimei straightened his eboshi hat and bowed deeply to the woman in the sky.

"I have met Venerable Yi Tangran."

Yi Ji Ran Zun?

Isn't that Izanami no Mikoto?!
"Mr. Abe, since you recognize my trick, why don't you step down?"

A figure floated over, facing off against Abe no Seimei in mid-air; it was Yu.

"I didn't expect you to have mastered this move."

After a long pause, the great Onmyoji sighed deeply.

"The corpses are sealed away!"

In the Naruto world, this is an extremely powerful sealing technique originating from the Uzumaki clan: it summons a Shinigami (death god), who then uses its sword to sever the target's soul and devour it, thus sealing the target's soul. At the same time, the caster is also sacrificed and devoured by the Shinigami.

The nature of this so-called 'Grim Reaper' has never been definitively determined.

Perhaps it was a powerful figure killed by Princess Kaguya, or perhaps it was an alien soul from some unknown planet.
In short, Yu is researching the 'Dead Demon Seal' technique. He hasn't succeeded yet, and what's in the sky is just a giant illusion he created, combined with his absolute control over chakra, forming a 'technique'.

"Izanagi-no-Mikoto is the lord of the underworld, and he vows to annihilate all of Izanagi-no-Mikoto's creations—"

“If Lord Yichanran opens his eyes, my soul will naturally be taken to the Yellow Springs.”

"But, Yu-kun."

"You, the one who cast the spell, will suffer the same fate."

?

Abe no Seimei's voice wasn't loud, but it was definitely not quiet either.
They directly and openly revealed the inside story of Yu's 'technique'.

"Oh?"

"From what Mr. Abe is saying, is he betting that I won't dare to use it?"

Rumble!
Amidst the rolling thunder, the woman in the sky slightly lifted her eyelids.

? ?
Unexpectedly, Yu was so 'fierce', and the great Onmyoji Abe no Seimei's expression changed slightly.

"cough,"

"I came here today hoping to visit the shrine of Lord Inari."

"Your efforts to obstruct us are rather impolite."

???

When the Great Onmyoji uttered these words, everyone on the battlefield, throughout the island nation, and across the world was stunned.

Wait a minute, you said you were going to destroy the Divine Tree, so why—

People in the Tokyo area could see the enormous 'Izanami' in the sky simply by looking up; people in other areas also witnessed this scene through live broadcasts and quickly realized what was happening.

The great Onmyoji is afraid.

"I recently learned this technique and couldn't resist trying it out."

At the same time, Yu, who was standing in front of the divine tree with Izanami above his head, also slowly spoke.

"Please give your assessment, Mr. Abe."

For a moment, the two seemed not to be adversaries who had just fought a great battle, but rather to be good friends sitting down and discussing philosophy.

"good,"

"The younger generation is truly formidable."

"Today's battle was a loss in chess; another day, I will have a late-night talk with you, Yu-jun."

Abe no Seimei's figure began to become transparent.

"See you another day."

After saying that, the Great Onmyoji disappeared.

Only a single paper figure remained, drifting down.

It turned out to be.
They just retreated so decisively?!

(End of this chapter)