I planted a sacred tree in Tokyo.

Chapter 479 Don’t fight anymore

"this--"

"Will Tokyo Bay be renamed Tokyo Basin in the future?"

In the principal's office of the Jujutsu High School, looking at the scene in the mirror, Sora rarely complained—if the fighting continues like this, even if there are experts to withstand the aftershocks, will anyone be able to live in Tokyo?
"Don't panic, it's a minor incident."

Yu waved his hand, "We haven't even reached land yet."

This is a rare opportunity. Let's gain some more experience... cough, no, I'm a veteran demon king after all. Let 'Great Tengu' show his skills a couple more times, and then we can find a way to back down gracefully.

He usually trains with others, but he always has to do these high-level ninjutsu on his own: this wooden dummy vs. Susanoo battle was something he had planned long ago, but it just so happened that it was triggered by those two unlucky guys, Ie and Kuku.

Who told them to act so brazenly and dare to start a fight in Tokyo?
Since that's the case, let's go all out this time!
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.

Tokyo Bay,
No, the seawater was trampled and pushed aside like a small pond, directly exposing the sand and gravel 'seabed' below; it was dried up in the aftermath of the fierce battle and occupied by vines, so it really had nothing to do with a 'bay'.

Maybe it really will be renamed 'Tokyo Basin' or something.
boom! ! ! boom! ! ! boom! ! !
Two towering figures were locked in fierce combat, with shockwaves raging in all directions.

Compared to Ie, who previously 'slashed eight times', and Kyuuku Yaoai, who 'bite eight heads wildly'; whether it's the wooden 'God General' with its twin dragons soaring up and down and its giant fists parrying, or the 'Great Tengu' with its sword drawn and slashing left and right, leaving red sword marks crisscrossing, they are worlds apart.

"Wow, that's amazing!"

Many extraordinary individuals watched with rapt attention. Compared to the chaotic performance of the previous two, these two were exquisite in every move, a veritable feast for martial arts enthusiasts!

"Stop looking, help block the aftershocks."

boom----

A chunk of earth and rock the size of a football field flew towards them, and Yukino Satsuki, who was leaping up at the sight of it, shouted irritably.

At the same time, the 'Snow Bone Spear' in his hand was suddenly thrust out, stirring up a howling ice storm!
"Sorry, sorry~~"

The six spirits that had been watching the show behind them reluctantly shifted their gaze and launched an attack on the piece of earth and stone in front of them.

"Savage Dragon Sky Slash!"

"Snake Month!"

"Cross-shaped bite—"

"Corrosive toxic fog"

call---

call out,

Flames, missiles, and all sorts of long-range attacks surged forth, blasting the football field-sized mound of earth and rocks into countless fragments.

Only the fierce bone scratched his head; he only had a little strength left. So he simply floated out and punched the large chunk of earth and rock that had exploded, smashing it into fragments once more.

"Those two are the ones who truly deserve the title of gods."

While fending off the aftershocks of the battle, Mangu and the others couldn't help but tilt their heads to watch the fight.

Such strength was something they had never even heard of before.

Is this what they mean by "there's always something beyond the heavens"?

On the other side, Sesshomaru, floating in the air and casually wielding his Bakusaiga to shatter the giant waves and rocks, also looked at the two sides engaged in fierce battle.

After obtaining the 'Bakusaiga', he was undoubtedly the strongest fighter in their 'world'; however, compared to the strong in this world, he was far inferior. Even the 'little girl' who had once been defeated by him was terrifyingly powerful in this world.

Even if he were caught up in that ability called 'Virtual Dog Cannon,' it would be difficult for him to survive.

"That's really interesting,"

Gripping the broken tooth tightly in his hand, the aloof young nobleman revealed a slightly interested smile.

However, this wasn't his real fight, so he just made do with cutting some of the aftershocks to loosen up his muscles.

"What's so interesting about it? — Explosive Stream Breaker!"

On the other side, Inuyasha, who was wielding the Tessaiga to block the aftershocks, frowned.

This is Kagome's hometown. If those two keep fighting, she might have to consider moving.

boom! !

"Isn't your world too dangerous?"

Throwing out a flying bone, shattering a house-sized boulder, Sango couldn't help but complain to Miroku, who was standing next to her.

Even though the aftershocks of the battle were blocked by the experts, the shockwaves continued to spread: for the experts, this was nothing. Even wolf-level transcendents could ignore such aftershocks.

But architecture, and ordinary people;

With wave after wave of earthquakes, the extent of damage and casualties is hard to predict.

"Well, normally battles take place elsewhere."

With the head of the family and the Inari God in charge in Tokyo, theoretically no extraordinary being would dare to cause trouble here. But who knew that three dragon-level beings would actually show up today—and one of them is a Great Tengu!
Honestly, Miroku originally wanted to propose to Coral; now, with this living environment, he's too embarrassed to even say it.

Boom~~
"Gentlemen, do we need to move to the shelter?"

In the swaying Prime Minister's official residence, a guard pushed open the door to inquire, but was dismissed by the Prime Minister with a wave of his hand.

Not to mention that this 'Prime Minister's Residence' was built with various high-strength materials, the Hanakain family was later asked to build a 'defense barrier', making it much safer than ordinary refuge facilities.

"Prime Minister, if this continues, I fear we... no, the entire Tokyo..."

The Prime Minister of an island nation, whose full title is the Prime Minister of the Island Government: In the swaying Prime Minister's official residence, a cabinet member couldn't help but speak up.

They originally thought that Yi Jiang and Jiu Kong Yao Ai were already terrifying, but now the fierce battle between the 'Divine Child' and the 'Great Tengu' is even more earth-shattering! Even though many powerful people have blocked the aftershocks, their place is still experiencing repeated earthquakes.

Even if you're completely confident in the building's structural integrity, the feeling of being buried at any moment is still incredibly unpleasant.

"run?"

Where can they run to?

The Prime Minister glanced at the other person briefly.
"This is Chiyoda, the center of Tokyo; this is Tokyo, the center of the island nation."

“And we are the core of the entire island nation’s government—if we all run away, are we going to abandon the millions of people living here?”

"Hi!"

"The Prime Minister is right."

With the Prime Minister already citing "righteousness," what else can the cabinet members say?
He was the highest-ranking official in a department of the island nation, but since he enjoyed this power, he had to bear the corresponding responsibility: even if he died, he could only die here.

In the past, even if someone ran away, they could bow, apologize, and retire, and that would be the end of it; but now?
If you dare not do your best, you'll be in big trouble when you get to the underworld!

Are we just supposed to sit here and wait to die?

With that in mind, the cabinet ministers' gazes drifted to the equally shaky monitor.

One of the three great demon kings, 'Great Tengu', Sutokuin!

If it weren't for the gods' stance, they would have loved to invite this 'ancestor' back to continue being the emperor.

After all, according to historical records, this man was actually a refined and cultured person, but he was forced into rebellion by his father.
Hey,
Unfortunately, the situation...
It's no longer up to them to call the shots.

Rather, they are those high and mighty 'gods'.

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.

If even cabinet elites are like this, then ordinary people have even less of a chance.

In the underground shelter of District 7, due to signal jamming, students could only play single-player games on their phones or chat amongst themselves. The tremors hadn't reached them, but waiting was still incredibly agonizing: even if they believed the headmaster could protect the area, what if...?
"how is the situation?"

The student council members gathered at the entrance of the shelter, questioning Touma Kamijou, who had just returned from outside.

Someone always needs to go to areas with signal to get a sense of what's happening outside.

"Not optimistic,"

? !
"Are Yijiang and Jiukong Yaoai that strong?"

The student council elites frowned. This shouldn't be the case. Weren't those two supposed to be 'fake' and fight the Demon-level opponents on equal terms?

"No, something unexpected has happened."

The people here are unaware of the changes that have occurred on the battlefield, so Touma Kamijou quickly explains.

"The mastermind behind Ie has revealed himself; it is none other than 'Great Tengu' Shotokuin, who is currently engaged in a fierce battle with Inari's 'Mikoshi'."

The scene was much more intense than before.

???

Oh, there are experts too?

The student council elites were speechless; this island nation was bound to suffer sooner or later.
No, no, I can't have such discouraging thoughts!
Otherwise, it would push for the resurrection of Orochi.

I mustered my spirits.

The president patted Touma on the shoulder.

"Thanks for your hard work, Kamijou-kun; it's my turn now."

"No, I'll go."

?

"I'm not trying to show off, I really want to know the situation firsthand."

After saying that, Touma Kamijou turned around, waved, and left the shelter again, taking out his phone to look at the live stream.

A single slash could extend thousands of meters; a mere gesture could cause an earthquake of magnitude seven or eight. If, if this right hand could avert all such destruction—"Gods, purify the demons!"

If that's possible, that would be great!

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.

"Humph!"

In Tokyo Bay—no, in the Tokyo Basin—a fierce battle is raging.

"Take this!"

The red samurai flapped his wings and flew away to create distance. He sheathed his sword and raised his palm after being suppressed in close combat.

Crimson light condensed in his hand, eventually transforming into three enormous 'magatama'!
It's like the 'Eye of God' of the Three-Wheel Magatama.

"Yasaka no Magatama!"

With a sudden wave of his hand, three crimson 'magatama' linked end to end whistled as they hurtled toward the wooden 'divine general'.

This technique is an advanced application of Susanoo, a ranged attack possessed by all Susanoo: although its power is not as great as the Tailed Beast Ball, it is quick to activate and can be flexibly redirected like a shuriken.

"Ok?"

Just as the wooden "deity general" holding the "demon-faced shield" stepped forward to block, the "three-tomoe jade" that was about to collide with the shield suddenly changed direction.

boom--------

The explosion instantly engulfed the wooden 'divine general' from the side, making the hearts of countless spectators leap into their throats.

Given the power this 'Great Tengu' has displayed, if 'Miko' falls, we'll have to rely on that person. Damn it, wasn't it said that Sutokuin was just a weak poet?
His fighting prowess and the skill with which he wields the katana are enough to make countless sword masters feel ashamed of their own abilities.

brush,

Amidst the smoke and dust of the explosion, the enormous 'divine general' burst through the smoke, looking somewhat disheveled but unharmed.

This relieved everyone, and as they glanced across the other side, they instinctively held their breath.

"The attack just now was merely a delaying tactic."

Above the Tokyo Basin, the retreating 'Great Tengu' faced each other with its hands facing each other, and a jet-black sphere condensed in its palms!

A fake dog cannon?!

Moreover, three enormous crimson magatama appeared around the pitch-black Void Dog Cannon.

As soon as these three magatama appeared, they began to rotate rapidly around the Void Dog Cannon.

Spiral Tailed Beast Sword!
The three tomoe spun rapidly around the black sphere, forming the shape of a shuriken—this was originally an attack imitating the 'Wind Release: Rasenshuriken,' combining the abilities of the Tailed Beast Ball and Susanoo, its power being:
"I'll let you taste my rage!!"

brush------

The black and red 'Spiral Tailed Beast Sword' was tossed by the red-armored warrior and whistled as it swiftly sliced ​​through the wooden 'Divine General'.

? !
Snapped,
Clap your hands together,
Xiao Ying, who was floating on the shoulder of the 'Divine General', dared not be careless.

"Fivefold Ranking Technique!"

Boom—Boom—Boom—Boom—Boom—

Five wooden demon masks, hundreds of meters high, rose from the ground, their fangs menacing, their eyes glaring, and their features lifelike; it was as if five 'ghost kings' were truly nailed to this giant wooden shield for defense.

Boom boom boom boom!!!!!!
However, the black and red 'Spiral Tailed Beast Sword' pierced through them, and amidst the billowing smoke and dust, it blasted all five wooden giant shields into countless fragments.

? ? ? ? ?

"Oops--"

"The defense failed?!"

"wrong."

"It was deflected."

In the eyes of the many superhuman onlookers, after passing through five wooden shields, the black and red light appeared and flew towards the right side of the battlefield instead of the Tokyo city area.

"Damn it, they've gotten to Chiba's side."

After a few seconds,

A huge, semi-circular 'sun' suddenly bloomed at the edge of the battlefield's line of sight!
Like the rising sun, yet the light it emitted was even more intense than the midday sun! Fortunately, everyone present was an extraordinary being; otherwise, even from tens of kilometers away, they would have been blinded by this light.

A massive circular shockwave spread out, and a mushroom cloud tens of thousands of meters high rose into the sky, leaving everyone in silence.

If this happened to them, probably only a few Ghost-level beings would have a chance to survive; the rest...
They held hands on the road to the underworld, still fighting against the Nine-Tailed Fox.

Rumble, rumble, rumble—!!!
A dozen seconds later, the thunderous impact finally reached this area, leaving Xiao Ying, who was floating above the wooden 'divine general', speechless.

'Yu-kun, why don't you do it?'

"Don't panic, I still have my trump card up my sleeve."

"That's a good move,"

Ignoring the Chiba Prefecture that was 'accidentally' injured nearby, the divine child 'Koei' showed no fear whatsoever, which boosted everyone's confidence.

"As expected of the 'Great Demon of Fate' from a thousand years ago, it seems that ordinary divine arts are no match for you."

Could this 'Divine Child' have another trump card up his sleeve?
"That's the only option left."

Snapped,

Xiao Ying clapped her hands and shouted, and whatever she called came true.

"Immortal magic, thousands of hands!"

Rumble rumble rumble rumble rumble rumble rumble~~~~!!
If the commotion caused by the previous battles was equivalent to a magnitude 7 or 8 earthquake, then the current situation has reached the intensity of an 11-magnitude earthquake: the entire battlefield is like a raging sea, with massive, fractured rocks constantly undulating everywhere; wherever the tremors reach, human buildings collapse, the ground cracks, and canyons are formed! The seawater flows backward, and people flee in a daze.

Of course, this is not a natural earthquake; the so-called '11 intensity' is only limited to the Tokyo Basin.

Under someone's control, the outward-spreading shockwaves gradually weakened, and by the time they reached the city center, they were only at level five or six.
It's quite terrifying, but it's already within an 'acceptable' range.

The entire battlefield suddenly went dark!
Because a truly colossal thing has risen from the ground.

Hundreds of meters, five hundred meters, thousands of meters, fifteen hundred meters
It was a wooden statue of a female 'deity', sitting cross-legged, her hands forming a mudra, her face showing compassion, yet her features were obscured.

Hundreds and thousands of hands formed concentric circles of 'Dharma wheels' behind it, each hand measuring hundreds of meters in length; that is to say, the height of this wooden statue—

"this?!"

"It's over a kilometer, isn't it?"

"Hey, could it be that the 'gods' themselves have intervened?"

Rumble, rumble! ! ! !
As this towering female 'deity' statue appeared, the dark clouds overhead were pierced by its dense, 'Dharma wheel'-like hands! Tokyo Bay beneath its feet had transformed from a small pond into a large bathing pool! Simply standing here, it was a mountain range that required everyone to look up to it.
It is magnificent and awe-inspiring, inspiring only reverence and leaving no room for any thought of confrontation.

Big, very big, extremely big, so big it's boundless!

The extraordinary individuals, unable to find words to describe their plight, could only turn their heads blankly to look at the opposite side:

The Hundreds of Meters Tall 'Great Tengu' looked like a docile little bird in front of it, posing no threat whatsoever.

"Great Tengu, how about this move?"

The colossal 'god', thousands of meters tall, was forming a magic seal with his fingers. Even with the eyesight of an extraordinary being, one could only see a tiny dot of the divine child 'Xiao Ying' looking down proudly.

"Very strong,"

A reply came from the red-clad warrior, followed by an additional sentence.

"Very strong!"

"but--"

The red-clad warrior began to disappear, revealing a refined middle-aged man and the Ijiang River he was carrying!
"Today I witnessed the magic of Inari God, so this trip was not in vain."

"Farewell."

After saying that, he disappeared into thin air without pausing.

? ? ? ? ?

what? !

How could the mighty 'Great Tengu,' one of the three great demon kings, just run away like that?
The experts on the battlefield were all stunned; this guy was too...
Has he lost his composure as a strongman?
but:

Turning to look at the colossal 'god' that stretched for thousands of meters, no one could help but twitch at the corner of their mouth.

If I were in that situation, I would just close my eyes and wait to die.

Turning around and leaving is a wise move.

"Wow, Snow Bones~~"

"Isn't your world a bit too exciting?"

"If these aren't gods? Who are you kidding! What are we then? Ants?!"

While the other experts were still speechless, the spirits behind Yukino May spoke up one after another. This battle was too high-level. In addition, since they had already died once, they were able to look on with a 'watching the show' mentality and marvel at it.

"Um, actually... never mind, whatever makes you happy."

Even Yukino Satsuki has started seriously considering whether to go to the demiplane where Mangut and the others live and then never come out again.

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.

P.S.: An elder in my family passed away, and my father summoned me back to our hometown. What a mess! People in the countryside value a lively atmosphere, and we need to stay until the 30th. From now on, updates will probably only be one chapter a day. I can't exactly write in a funeral hall, can I? (shrug) Please bear with me.
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