I made up myths in America

Chapter 167 The Scar of the Sky, a Famous Scene

Looking around, all you could see were countless heads.

Senso-ji Temple, already a popular tourist attraction in Tokyo, has become one of the most densely populated places in the city today.

You could easily find a brick falling from the sky and hitting three or four people, and they could be of all skin colors.

This shows that watching a spectacle is truly human nature.

The presence of delegations from various countries in the VIP section drew gasps of surprise from onlookers.

"The US even sent their vice president over."

"That's nothing. Look at the British side. They sent their Prince William, and Brad Leto, the descendant of that Sun Knight who's been all the rage lately. Oh, and sharpshooter Michael. Isn't he American? What's he doing in the British delegation?"

Amidst the murmurs and chatter, in the VIP section...

Due to differing views, the CIA agents accompanying Vice President Vance to the conference, seeing that Michael had actually become a nobleman, didn't have any thoughts that this guy had betrayed them or the United States.

But they were still very envious and jealous of Michael's future life as a London aristocrat, and they all glared at him with unfriendly eyes.

"After this Buddhist ceremony ends, it's my treat. We'll go to the best nightclub in Shibuya, Tokyo, and drink until we drop."

Michael knew he was going to have to pay a price, so he took out his phone and sent a group message to his brothers, along with a hand gesture.

"That's pretty much it."

Nathan looked at the information on his phone, satisfied, then looked away and exchanged knowing smiles with his male colleagues.

No one thought there would be any major problems with this Water and Land Ritual; their presence alongside Vice President Vance was merely a formality.

I also took the opportunity to exchange ideas with the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department's Extraordinary Countermeasures Division and reached some cooperation agreements.

After all, this Japanese superhuman department, which was previously just established by following the example of the UK and the US, is now different. It is actively recruiting two superhumans from Japan, Harada Yoshiya and Sato Shizuka.

Meanwhile, with one daughter dead and the other missing, the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department's Chief Inspector Nogami seems to be channeling his grief and anger into action. He has been actively organizing a team to capture the demons who fled from Kyoto to various parts of Japan last week. It is said that they have already made some progress and captured a young woman who was possessed by a cat demon and had three tails growing from her back.

In this regard, the Special Incident Investigation Bureau has a lot of experience and can exchange ideas with the Japan Extraordinary Countermeasures Division.

After all, the United States also experienced a 'hundred ghosts' phenomenon because of that Eastern evil cultivator, Yan Shi, though it was the American version.

Nathan even went to the Appalachian Mountains with his field colleagues to catch a Wendigo, an adventure he's bragged about to girls in bars more than a dozen times.

Well, as for another, even more thrilling encounter, his chance meeting with vampires at Westminster Abbey in London, is a quote he always uses when picking up girls in bars. Although he was mostly just a bystander at the time, with Emma the witch and Michael doing the work, he has a good relationship with Emma and they are still in contact. He is also a good brother to Michael. So, rounding up, those vampires were practically defeated by him, weren't they?

"Amitabha."

While Nathan was still daydreaming, Pudu Cihang, seated high on the main altar, clasped his hands together in front of his chest, exuding the aura of a high monk, and uttered a Buddhist chant.

In an instant, like a thunderclap in spring, the Buddhist chant resounded in the ears of everyone within dozens of miles of Senso-ji Temple.

The previously chaotic water and land ritual suddenly quieted down. As if drawn by something inexplicable, everyone's attention was unconsciously drawn to the high monk on the platform, who was wearing a brocade robe.

Chime! !

Under the watchful eyes of countless people, Pudu Cihang remained expressionless, as if emanating a tangible golden Buddha light that illuminated the entire Water and Land Dharma Assembly and formed an incomparably sacred golden halo behind his head.

"Hiss, hiss hiss."

The lifelike special effects and the aura of the deity immediately shocked all the Buddhists present, who even forgot to breathe. They clasped their hands together, sat cross-legged on the ground, and looked at Master Xishan on the high platform with longing in their eyes, feeling that the trip had been worthwhile.

Meanwhile, in the VIP section, King Rama X of Thailand, who was present in person, was so excited that his face turned red. He was determined to get close to this high monk and build a good relationship with him.

That's right, the King of Thailand is 73 years old this year, only a few years younger than King Charles of England.

Despite not being in very good health, he had placed his hopes for prolonging his life on this Master Xishan.

"Ah, it's a pity this master is Japanese. Naruhito is really lucky."

As the Thai king muttered softly, Pudu Cihang, with a slight gesture that astounded the entire audience, began his sermon.

"I am honored to hear this."

"One body, responding universally to all lands. One voice preaching the Dharma, its sound heard throughout the three realms of humans and gods."

"The establishment of this Compassionate Dharma Assembly was inspired by a dream. Maitreya Buddha, whose compassion extends to this world and whose mercy will continue into future kalpas, has named this place according to this deed. I dare not change it, and through the power of this thought, I wish to protect the Three Jewels and cause demons to hide."

The sermon was delivered with the resounding power of a great bell, containing boundless profound mysteries.

The Buddhist monks, seated cross-legged around the altar of the Water and Land Dharma Assembly, listened with rapt attention, feeling as if they had forgotten all their troubles.

At the request of Pudu Cihang, high-ranking officials from various Japanese departments and Emperor Naruhito, who had gathered in the main hall of Kannon Temple in Senso-ji, were all listening intently. However, after hearing the specific sutra, they suddenly felt very sleepy and sat down on their cushions with their heads down.

"What on earth is this master talking about?!"

Because they couldn't understand it, the representatives from Europe and America in the VIP section were probably in the best mental state.

Looking around, they were astonished to find that as the master chanted sutras, large swathes of golden light rose into the sky, revealing the spatial rift above Tokyo that they could not detect with any instruments.

boom! Boom boom! !
In an instant, an ugly black scar appeared in the once clear and cloudless sky.

Some foreign journalists were invigorated by the sight and quickly grabbed their cameras, aiming them at the 'scar' and snapping away.

"Oh my god, what is that?!"

Residents throughout Tokyo stared in disbelief at the sight, looking up at the sky and feeling a growing unease about the black crack in the heavens.

Fortunately, the Japanese government had anticipated this situation.

Prime Minister Shigeru Ishiba's confident and composed voice rang out simultaneously on all the broadcasting equipment, telling them that this was merely Master Nishiyama using this Dharma assembly to seal the spatial rift over Tokyo from which dangerous demons might appear.

"???"

"Baka! You only tell us this now? Hurry up and commit seppuku to atone for your sins, you bastard!" Hearing that the Japanese government had once again concealed such an important matter from them, many Tokyo citizens cursed and insulted Prime Minister Shigeru Ishiba's entire family.

However, upon learning that it was Master Akihiko Nishiyama performing the ritual, they remained relatively calm and did not experience much panic.

Because today is a special day, all schools in Tokyo have a day off. Some students who are bored at home have even used this as a topic of conversation, chatting about it in their class chat rooms.

Some say that behind that spacetime rift lies a technologically advanced alien civilization, just like in those tokusatsu films made in Japan, where monsters invade Earth through that spacetime rift.

Some speculate that the other side of the spacetime rift might be ancient Japan, where both yokai and cultivators coexist, much like the parallel universe theory suggests, where countless 'selves' exist in the multiverse, but each 'self' in each parallel universe is different.
As the discussion went on, all sorts of strange and unusual guesses emerged.

Some even posted these wild speculations on LINE, Japan's most popular social networking app, and started an online poll.

On such a busy day, a middle-aged office worker who had to work overtime was slacking off by scrolling through his phone.

Seeing the students arguing heatedly on LINE, he shook his head and smiled, thinking of his own brat. He turned to his colleague and complained, "Kenichi, kids these days are so boring. Wouldn't they use that time to review their lessons? I heard that the required deviation score for getting into a good school is getting higher and higher."

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His usually talkative colleague ignored him, instead holding a telescope and intently gazing at the sky.

"red deer!"

Seeing this, the middle-aged office worker felt bored and deliberately threatened, "Alright, hurry up and put that thing away. I see the supervisor walking this way."

Even after he said that, the young colleague didn't react; instead, he became even more focused.

From the side, you can even see that his hand holding the binoculars is trembling slightly, as if he has been frightened by something.

"Kenichi, what's wrong with you? Is this how you treat your seniors?!"

The middle-aged office worker was already a little angry at this. He stood up from his seat and displayed the authority he had as a senior colleague.

This time, the young colleague finally reacted. He turned around, his face a little pale, and handed him the binoculars, saying, "I'm sorry, senior, I didn't mean to, but why does it seem like the crack in the sky is getting darker?"

"What?! How is this possible?!"

Upon hearing this, the middle-aged office worker forgot his anger, frowned, took the binoculars, and pointed them at the sky.

Sure enough, contrary to what the Japanese government told them on the radio, as more and more golden Buddha light surged into the sky, the ugly scar in the sky was not sealed away, but instead became darker and darker, as if it had been completely opened up.

"This is how the same thing?!"

For a moment, the two office workers looked at each other in bewilderment.

Meanwhile, many people in various parts of Tokyo who also discovered this were completely baffled.

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Even in the VIP section of the Water and Land Dharma Assembly, some of the delegations from various countries were somewhat uneasy.

The master 'Nishiyama Akihiko', to whom all eyes were fixed, finally made his move. He sat upright on the altar, his whole body radiating golden light, exuding an imposing aura. He raised his hand to form the Abhaya Mudra and struck the sky with his palm.

boom! !

In an instant, amidst the chanting of countless monks around, a swastika-shaped Buddhist seal emitted a dazzling golden light and rapidly shot into the sky.

"call"

Seeing this, everyone breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that this was more like it. Just now, they almost thought that this high monk was a spy planted by the other side, using the guise of sealing to try to completely open the space-time rift.

"Congratulations, you got it right."

In a hotel, Lu Bai held the white fox in his arms, watching this scene with a smile on his face.

Boom! Boom! Boom!
Under the watchful eyes of countless people, the swastika Buddhist seal, which looked incredibly powerful, struck the black crack.

However, it wasn't there to seal it away, but rather to completely open this secret realm that Lu Bai had just created.

"Boom, boom boom."

Harada Yoshiya, who was sitting in the VIP section and was feeling drowsy while listening to the Buddhist scriptures, was startled awake by the loud noise. Holding the demon sword Onikiri in his arms, he looked up in the direction from which the sound came and was immediately dumbfounded.

As the sound of something invisible shattering rang out, the rift in the sky that seemed to connect to the underworld opened completely.

"Awooo, woo-woo."

In an instant, the sky above Tokyo changed color, with howling ghosts and wolves. An endless chilling aura, like thick ink, poured out from the cracks, quickly turning the clouds above Tokyo black.

As people stared in disbelief, their mouths agape, green will-o'-the-wisps lit up in the pitch-black night sky, from which dark, malevolent spirits and vengeful ghosts emerged.

"Watfuck!!!"

Upon witnessing this scene, U.S. Vice President Vance jumped up abruptly, his face filled with disbelief.

The delegations from other countries around them were in the same state, each looking panicked and uncertain, wondering how a perfectly good water and land ritual could have turned into this.

Their gazes all turned to the 'Master Xishan' on the high platform, but Pudu Cihang did not look at them. Instead, he stood up, looked at the puzzled looks on the faces of the Buddhists around him, and a strange smile appeared on his lips.

rustling, rustling—

A chilling sound rang out from the direction of the Guanyin Hall, and a large number of centipedes, seemingly satiated and with bulging bellies, crawled out. Under the shocked gazes of the crowd, they all climbed onto the solemn and majestic main altar of the Water and Land Dharma Assembly, which was adorned with yellow prayer flags, and merged into the body of Pudu Cihang.

The Guanyin Hall, which had been completely hollowed out by termites, collapsed with a loud bang.

The surviving security personnel rushed in to try and rescue the high-ranking Japanese government officials inside.

But the scene they saw inside made them feel as if they had fallen into an ice cellar.

Inside the collapsed main hall, the slumped corpses of high-ranking Japanese officials, riddled with termites, sat scattered about.

They all wore peaceful smiles, their hands clasped together, as if they were still immersed in a dream.

(End of this chapter)