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Chapter 395 The Encounters of an Abnormal Girl

White clouds drifted across the azure sky, and the bright sunlight gradually tinged the clouds with a faint golden outline. Beneath the boundless expanse of the sky lay majestic and magnificent mountain peaks, a breathtaking sight that inspired awe.

The sky is high and the clouds are light.

Beside the Monster Mountain, there is a cliff with a huge drop but no waterfall, called "Secret Heaven Cliff," which separates the forest from the mountain peak.

Its flat, hard black rocks make it a perfect venue for banquets.

"Rin, it's been a long time, hasn't it... about 300 years?"

A cool greeting rang out from behind Lingjiu Yilin, and when the petite white-haired tengu girl turned around, she indeed saw a familiar face she hadn't seen in a long time.

"Lord Jinkara."

Having arrived here early, the girl, whose face had not changed at all from a thousand years ago, nodded solemnly. Although she was a tengu demon, having reached their level, she was worthy of having the title "god" added after her race, and her lifespan was also unbelievably long.

"Have the demon kings also received the invitation from the demon sage?"

Given the opposing factions of the Oni and Tengu, the two swordsmen, who frequently exchanged swordsmanship tips, actually had a good personal relationship, so Reijiu Irin asked the question frankly.

"Of course, no demon would dislike a banquet..."

The Starry Night Swordsman waved the invitation in his hand and spoke in a relaxed tone.

"Although it's an invitation from a sage, it shouldn't warrant such a grand fuss... right?"

Yesterday, the Heavenly Demon excitedly summoned the two Great Tengu who were handling official business, but did not explain much. So, to this day, the Tengu girl still does not understand what it is about that requires these powerful beings to be summoned.

Apart from them, everyone present was undoubtedly a great demon or a being with power at the level of a great demon.

The pink-haired ghost to their right was constantly eating, with eerie purple butterflies fluttering around her skirt. She was gorgeous and noble, but seemed to be luring people into death, making her extremely dangerous.

The white-haired courtesan serving beside the ghost, judging from her posture, was also a rare and skilled swordsman.

On the other side, opposite the renowned Moon Sage, sat a stunningly beautiful black-haired woman, Yagokoro Eirin, whom Lingjiu Yilin had met once on the moon.

Even from the perspective of the Great Tengu, it was a rare existence created by heaven and earth—it just inexplicably resembled the Moon Goddess.

As they were talking, an immense demonic aura, as deep and unfathomable as an abyss, and a presence as gentle as a spring breeze, appeared. The tyrant of the flower field walked in, accompanied by a path strewn with blooming flowers.

Lingjiu Yilin couldn't help but hold her breath, her demonic power receding, her body stiffening and remaining motionless until the great demon named Kazami Yuuka left her side, at which point she finally breathed a sigh of relief.

...Could this be the start of a second war? Could the opponent this time be the Celestial Realm? Or perhaps Susanoo-no-Mikoto?

The unsuspecting Tengu could only guess at this; there was nothing he could do, as this scene was truly a once-in-a-millennium event.

—It was truly a gathering of heroes.

"Making a big fuss? What nonsense!"

Jin Jieluo narrowed his eyes and handed the invitation to the curious Tengu. The message on it was very simple:
To those who wander between this world and the underworld:
I, the "Sage of the Realm," wish to host a banquet tomorrow at the Eighth Peak, Secret Cliff. All who are interested are welcome to attend.

— Respectfully presented by Yakumo Yukari

Apart from a trace of the unique demonic power of a high-level demon, it couldn't detect anything special, as if it were just an ordinary banquet.

No, if that's all there is to it, there's no way to explain the unusually strange behavior of the Heavenly Demon Lord yesterday, or the various forces involved. And the Demon Sage would never do something so pointless.

There was definitely something she hadn't noticed, and just as the Heavenly Dog was still pondering, the Golden Kalpa revealed the answer—

"It's the Big Dipper."

At the bottom of the invitation was a distinctive mark, a dipper-shaped symbol composed of golden stars. That was the symbol of the Big Dipper.

Lingjiu Yilin suddenly realized that in the world of yokai, there was an ancient legend about the Big Dipper.

"Oh, Huashan."

Jin Jieluo suddenly waved his hand towards the distance.

The pink-haired, one-armed ghost, dressed in a peony cheongsam, quickly noticed them and landed in front of them on a gentle breeze.

After a brief exchange of pleasantries, Ibaraki Kasen asked curiously.

"I heard that a shrine maiden who practices a strange fist technique has recently become entangled with you, and she has even managed to defeat quite a few tengu?"

"Yes, yes?"

Lingjiu Yilin's expression turned somewhat astonished. The report she received was not like that at all... Wen said that she had only recently taken down some unruly little monsters.

"How did Lady Kasen find out...?"

"Something bad is coming."

Jin Jieluo suddenly interrupted, her eyes burning, her dark red pupils like fire, looking at the beast path in the distance, her heart suddenly pounding... and uneasy.

Approaching us was a visitor from hell.

Despite being a young girl, she possessed an air of quiet authority that most young girls wouldn't have, perhaps due to her attire—a dark blue sleeveless long dress, a white top, a black skirt, with a red ribbon tied to her right sleeve and a white ribbon to her left.

There is a metal plate on each of the left and right shoulders, with "Yes" written on the left shoulder and "No" written on the right shoulder.

Moreover... he was quite tall, with broader shoulders and a larger build than the average woman; looking at the entire scene, he was probably second only to Hoshiguma Yuugi.

If Jia Ji were here, he would definitely shout in disbelief, "What the hell? Is this lady the King of Hell?!"

That's right, Shiki Eiki is actually a burly woman.

Retreat, retreat again.

Wherever she went, even the already drunk Ibuki Suika would scatter and scramble to make way for her.

With the arrival of this being who ascended from Jizo to Enma of Gensokyo, it was as if a prelude had been drawn, and one after another, unimaginable beings descended.

A pure fairy in palace attire, a smiling goddess of hell, a secret god of the Kingdom of the Rear, a one-winged moon demon bird…

It might tear through space, appear suddenly like a teleport, or appear in a way that Lingjiu Yilin simply couldn't comprehend, directly occupying the center of the venue.

But up to this point, everything was still within Lingjiu Yilin's imagination—although she was only a supporting character in that past great war, she still remembered the great gods and ancient gods who had left a deep impression on her.

Can,
"Who is that person...?"

The tengu lowered its voice and folded its wings behind it, but it couldn't hide the utter horror in its heart.

The light between heaven and earth dimmed in an instant, and even the sunlight that had been shimmering behind the clouds seemed to vanish completely in an instant, plunging the entire world into darkness where one could not see their own hand in front of their face.

The extraordinary phenomenon, a truly terrifying celestial phenomenon, overwhelmed and devoured the commotion caused by the appearance of everyone else.

As the white-haired woman with three pairs of enormous wings on her back gradually came into focus from the void, Ibaraki Kasen softly uttered her name—

"Kamiki, the creator goddess of the demon world".

(End of this chapter)