I planted a sacred tree in Tokyo.

Chapter 85 Eight-Foot Jade Ornament

“Hoo~Hoo~~”

However, contrary to what outsiders might imagine,

Inside the 'Sea Echo', Yu's shadow clone was already panting heavily.

"Maintaining such a large-scale illusion is already very difficult."

The seemingly divine and demonic Haiming is actually just an empty shell; its true power comes from the typhoon formed naturally.

However, while natural typhoons are indeed terrifying, their power is very dispersed. At the same time, just influencing the trajectory of this typhoon has already required You to exert all his strength; without other means, he will soon be discovered, and it will all be just a facade.

Of course, Yu had already made ample preparations before daring to set the stage for this grand spectacle.

"An army is raised for a thousand days, but used for only one."

"All extraordinary beings, it is time for you to contribute your strength!"

All the extraordinary abilities in this world originate from Yu; in essence, he is the undisputed 'Otsutsuki'.

With a single thought, he could reclaim that chakra and instantly kill any transcendent being: this is the price of accepting the gift of power!

Of course, Yu didn't intend to kill anyone, but rather to absorb chakra; as long as there is enough chakra, the ability to fly bricks with great strength is a tradition in the ninja world, which is one of the reasons why he spread his extraordinary abilities.

However, to openly absorb chakra using this 'disguise', a performance is still needed.

Under the watchful eyes of countless surveillance devices of the American Seventh Fleet, the 'Sea Roar' in the sky took something out of its sleeve:
It was a giant magatama with a bright green glow and a gentle, jade-like appearance.

"All things in the sea belong to the Sea Kingdom!"

"Seeing the jade is like seeing a royal seal: demons, spirits, gods, humans, and ghosts all bow down—"

As the thunderous roar of the 'Sea Roar' announced, there was nothing unusual about the fleet below, but a huge uproar instantly broke out in Yokosuka and the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department behind it.

"my power."

"What's going on? We're being suppressed?!"

"Damn it, what terrifying pressure! I can't even muster the will to resist."

All the extraordinary beings in the hands of the island nation and America instantly lost their strength, either kneeling on one knee, collapsing, or swaying, and all turned their heads to look south!

Not only them, but all those who secretly obtained extraordinary power felt the emergence of an irresistible will; its mere presence made their strength seem to vanish, leaving them weak and powerless like ordinary people.

"Young man, what's wrong?"

Saito, who was helping an elderly person cross the road, swayed slightly but managed a forced smile.

"It's nothing, it's probably just low blood sugar."

"The typhoon has already affected this area, sir, please go home quickly."

"Young man, you should seek refuge as soon as possible!"

"Young Miss?" X2
Raising her hand to stop the two men in black suits who rushed up, Hina Hongo swayed slightly and turned to look in the direction of Yokosuka.

"It's alright,"

Is this the power of the ultimate, extraordinary beings?
It's so exciting it's hard to contain yourself.

? !
The extraordinary individuals, who were all ready to go, were all staggered and fell over. This unexpected turn of events shocked and angered Director Zhuya and other high-ranking officials from the island nation!
In particular, what 'Hai Ming' said was also transmitted back through a large number of monitoring devices, which made people feel uneasy.

"Bamboo Elegance in Spring!"

"I am Thomas, what is that?"

"Why are all our superhuman warriors exhausted?!"

From the communicator came Brigadier General Thomas's roar from the Yokosuka base!
He couldn't help but be anxious, because his proudest nephew, Colonel Guile the Predator, needed someone to help him stand up.

That should be it.

Standing in front of the communicator, Director Zhu Ya closed her eyes helplessly and uttered a single word with difficulty.

"Eight-foot beautiful magatama."

Seeing jade is like seeing a seal. And with this ability to suppress all extraordinary things, there is no doubt that it can only be 'jade', one of the island nation's 'Three Sacred Treasures'!
The three sacred treasures of Japan are the Kusanagi Sword, the Yasakani no Magatama, and the Yata no Kagami. Legend has it that these were gifts from Amaterasu, the goddess of the sea, to the Japanese imperial family. They are symbols of the legitimacy of the emperor's rule and have been worshipped by the people of Japan for two thousand years.

If it was just a legend before, then after the extraordinary descended upon the world, it became an indisputable 'divine artifact'!
"Artifact?"

"Then why is your royal family's divine artifact in the hands of a hostile supernatural being?!"

Faced with Brigadier General Thomas's urgent questioning, Director Takeya was momentarily speechless. The shrine priest of Yushima Tenmangu Shrine stepped forward:

"Let me explain,"

"A thousand years ago, the two major noble groups in our country, the Minamoto clan and the Taira clan, fought for power."

At first, the Taira clan had a great advantage and almost wiped out the Minamoto clan's political enemies. The emperor's wife was the eldest daughter of the Taira clan, and her family had six nobles, more than thirty courtiers, and controlled sixty provinces. They even arrogantly said: "Those who are not from the Taira clan are not human!"
The head of the family, Taira no Kiyomori, left behind the famous saying, "This world is my world, as full and without flaw as the moon."

However, just as the moon waxes and wanes, so too will the raging fire eventually die down.

With the death of Taira no Kiyomori, his eldest son, Taira no Shigemori, who succeeded him, also died young.

With no one to lead the Taira clan, they ultimately suffered repeated defeats when faced with the combined attack of the Minamoto clan and their allied forces.

Desperate and at his wits' end, the Taira clan, along with the young Emperor Antoku, jumped into the sea and perished, leaving behind the comforting words, "Even beneath the waves, there is a palace."

"At the time of his death, the 'Sword' and 'Jade' of the Three Sacred Treasures were both on the young Emperor, therefore..."

"So, your divine artifacts became the spoils of war for the ocean's extraordinary beings?!"

Brigadier General Thomas on the other end of the communicator was furious!

The island nation's divine artifact may be lost, but if it falls into the hands of hostile forces and restricts all extraordinary beings, how can they possibly fight this war?

At the Yokosuka base, Brigadier General Thomas took a few deep breaths and forced himself to calm down before looking at the screen.

The massive 'Sea Roar' riding the typhoon was like a demon from hell appearing in the world!

Even though such an existence could not restrain the extraordinary beings of America and the island nation, no one dared to challenge it.

It's a bigger gap than the gap between an ant and a human.

"what is this?"

"Rank B? Or Rank A?"

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"Hu~~"

Feeling the abundant chakra within his body, Haiming let out a long breath in the center of the illusion.

"Very good, finally I have the power to unleash my bloodline limit."

Besides the 'Hundred Demons' he spread out, Japan and America also possess a group of 'artificial superhumans,' who have now become 'chakra batteries,' replenishing Yu's energy out of thin air. This allows him to temporarily unleash Jonin-level destructive power, which is enough for him!
Don't forget, there's also a giant typhoon formed naturally on the battlefield: in terms of power, it has at least the destructive power of a shadow-level storm.

"Let me show you—"

As Yu clasped his hands together, he activated the 'Typhoon Release' bloodline limit. The enormous 'Sea Roar' phantom outside also spread its arms, its sleeves blotting out the sky as it waved forward.

"Wind, heed my command!"

Boom boom boom boom,

The increasingly violent wind speed has reached 60 meters per second, which is equivalent to a Category 17 typhoon!
Driven by the fierce winds, towering waves, reaching heights of fifteen meters, crashed against the American fleet.

In ancient times, this would have been an unparalleled calamity that could destroy a country and a city in an instant; even in modern times, it is a terrifying natural disaster that people tremble at the mere mention of it.

The height from the waterline to the deck of a destroyer is mostly only 8 or 9 meters; even a heavy cruiser is no more than 20 meters. Faced with such continuous giant waves, these expensive technological creations, like paper boats in a basin, began to sway from side to side.

"Fire!"

“Fire—”

With things having come to this point, the American side has nothing more to say.

Three cruisers equipped with missile systems, five guided-missile destroyers, and six frigates unleashed their full firepower! Various missiles and artillery, costing tens or hundreds of thousands of US dollars, roared out as if they were free.

Compared to this, the close-in weapon system, which is known as the "logistics blood pressure monitor," is simply not worth mentioning.

Missiles flew towards the 'Sea Roar' several kilometers away, without even considering the issue of hitting it: countless explosions erupted on its 'body', turning into dazzling fireworks.

For humanity, a missile explosion with a range of hundreds of meters is sufficient to deal with most known targets.

However, for the 'Sea Roar' that connects heaven and earth, such an attack—

"It's just a little bit of hardship,"

I couldn't even be bothered to glance at those missiles.
The godlike 'Sea Roar' simply rides the typhoon forward, without even needing to 'attack'; the aftershocks alone are enough to destroy the enemy.

As it moved forward, the wind speed continued to increase, even reaching a terrifying 70 meters per second, which is the highest level of typhoon ever observed by humans: Category 18!
Under such a terrifying storm, the deck structures of the American warships trembled violently: antennas, radars, and fire control systems broke off one after another; waves crashed heavily onto the decks, white foam filled the battlefield, and the optical positioning system was almost paralyzed.

Let alone fighting, just trying to stay alive requires all your strength.

Decades later, America's invincible Armada once again faced the terror of a typhoon!

This time, however, even their escape became almost impossible: the typhoon brought by Typhoon Haiming blocked the entire exit of Tokyo Bay.

"A demon! This is a demon from hell!!"

"Damn it, what weapons haven't we used yet?"

"Besides nuclear weapons, I can't think of anything that could harm this existence: perhaps a three-phase bomb with a yield of hundreds of millions of tons could be tried?"

At Yokosuka Air Base, the white lieutenant general had smashed everything on his desk to pieces; he had initially mocked his predecessor for being too ambitious and reckless, sending him slinking back home in disgrace. Little did he expect to encounter such a crisis before he even had a chance to settle in.

Although it wouldn't have mattered who fought this battle, someone always has to take the blame afterwards, and that person will definitely be him.

Dismissal is most likely inevitable.

"General, it's time to go."

The fleet at the front fought and retreated.
Or rather, they fought and fled, with no glimmer of hope for victory in sight.

The enemy is coming aggressively towards the Yokosuka base. If we don't leave now, we won't be able to leave in a little while!
“Thomas, if,”

"If we return that octopus..."

"General, this is just a pretext for war."

Upon hearing the base commander's words, Brigadier General Thomas, who had calmed down, couldn't help but look up at the ceiling.

They, the Americans, often use this kind of 'excuse,' so how could they possibly stop just because the other side backed down? Especially when the other side had an overwhelming advantage!
"Let's go, General."

"Even the gentlemen in Congress won't blame you."

Indeed, if the two sides are evenly matched and the loss is too humiliating, the commander will certainly face a court-martial.

When the difference in strength between the two sides is too great, the commander can only try to preserve his strength.

"go!"

Before the enemy arrived, America began a 'tactical retreat'.

Unfortunately, the aircraft carrier and the large number of smaller ships still stuck in the naval port cannot be moved: all we can do is pray for God's blessing.

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"The power of demons and gods!"

Such power, such power!

In the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department's special operations conference room, high-ranking officials of the island nation wore expressions of fervor.

The invincible American fleet is struggling in the towering, storm-swept waves. Smaller warships are the first to succumb and capsize, while medium and large warships turn tail and flee, trying to escape the typhoon's reach.

Gale-force winds, torrential rain, thunder, and lightning!
Faced with such overwhelming natural power—no, extraordinary power—the fleet, hailed as the strongest on the planet, had no choice but to flee in disarray.

"Have you found out who this 'Hai Ming' is?"

"Yes, I understand."

A group of people listened with their breath held.
The erudite shrine priest of Yushima Tenmangu Shrine was responsible for the explanation:
"The other party mentioned 'Mount Suzuka,' so their leader, that mysterious 'young master,' must be Ōtakemaru!"

Ōtakemaru was a demon spirit residing on Mount Suzuka within the borders of Ise and Omi provinces during the Heian period. Historical records state that Ōtakemaru could shroud mountains in black clouds and possessed divine powers such as controlling storms and lightning; he was known as the Demon King of Demons.

He should have been one of the three great demon kings of the island nation, but alas, he's just a simp!

According to historical records, he was so infatuated with a goddess named Suzuka Gozen that he gave her both of his divine swords. In return, the goddess gave the swords to the shogun of the island nation that she admired. The shogun then used the two divine swords to kill Ōtakemaru. It's like an ancient version of "a simp never dies a good death".

“Sichuan is located by the sea, so it is not unreasonable for its forces to call themselves a maritime nation.”

"Since this Lord 'Haiming' is an elder of the Suzukayama family, his strength is naturally considerable. As for the Eight-Span Magatama..."

At this point, the head priest of Yushima Tenmangu Shrine paused for a moment.

The place where Emperor Antoku jumped into the sea is located west of Kyoto, in the distant Shimonoseki Strait; while Mount Suzuka is located on the eastern coast of Kyoto, so the two are completely opposite.

The only explanation for why the Yasakani no Magatama fell into the hands of Suzuka Mt. is that Suzuka Mt. could indeed control a large area of ​​the sea surrounding the island nation.

"This is the power that gods should possess."

"Lord Haiming truly lives up to his reputation as the teacher of gods and demons; his strength is comparable to that of a nation!"

A group of high-ranking officials praised the performance, their words overflowing with respect and admiration.

The strong will be worshipped.

This is a tradition of island nations!
Faced with the "Sea Roar" that had driven the American fleet back in disarray, the island nation's high-ranking officials went from fear to admiration in just half an hour, while at the same time, they began to make their own calculations.

If we could win them over... no, no, we could worship them as the righteous god of our island nation.
Thinking of this, the high-ranking officials frowned.

inappropriate,

The island nation has its own gods. What if you worship them haphazardly and anger them?

(End of this chapter)