Tokyo: Starting with the Shrine Maiden

The next second, countless streams of psionic energy shot into the sky, instantly enveloping the entire ruins.

The black and white yin-yang fish appeared out of thin air, layer upon layer, until they stopped at the ninth layer.

In an instant, the ground was covered in golden light.

Chapter 297. The Immortal Nine Swords of Godslaying

It's really spectacular.

Haruhiko's mouth gaped slightly as he couldn't help but feel a surge of emotion.

He had heard Tsuchimikado Mashiro mention what she was planning to do before.

But when I actually saw it, it was even more spectacular than I had imagined.

Theoretically speaking, this Nine Palaces Yin-Yang Array has gathered most of humanity's high-level psionicists, making it arguably the strongest magic array.

"How can this be?!"

The same shock, Ashiya Michi was filled with disbelief.

His previous confidence stemmed from his certainty that even the strongest fifth-tier magic array was only so-so.

But now it seems that this was completely unexpected.

As Abe no Seimei's lifelong enemy, he had naturally seen the Nine Palaces Yin-Yang Formation.

That was a magic array composed of nine people, which allowed them to fight enemies of higher levels.

If there are nine fifth-tier psionicists, the effect will be greatly reduced.

Because the sixth tier is too far away to cross, but it is still stronger than most fifth-tier psionicists, making it virtually invincible.

Ashiya Michimitsu had envisioned the appearance of the Nine Palaces Yin-Yang Array, but the Tsuchimikado clan and the Izumo Shrine could not gather nine fifth-tier psychic energy users.

Unless all the major powers unite and summon all those old fogies.

But the current situation is even more absurd than the emergence of nine fifth-tier psionicists.

What kind of Nine Palaces Yin-Yang Formation is this?

Ashiya Doman looked at the unfamiliar magic circle, and his initial confidence in victory began to waver slightly.

May frowned.

Although he didn't know about the Nine Palaces Yin-Yang Formation, he sensed a crisis.

Standing at the center of the formation, a chilling killing intent emanated from all directions, as if it would be torn to pieces at any moment.

Humans are truly terrifying creatures.

Though short-lived, he possessed boundless wisdom and unimaginable creativity.

"She is the core."

May was even calmer than Ashiya Dōman.

After all, Abe no Seimei held little weight in his heart.

Besides, he hasn't been idle all these years; he has been learning all kinds of knowledge.

Although he did not know the method of becoming a god through incense offerings, he keenly sensed that the one who truly maintained the Nine Palaces Yin-Yang Array was Tsuchimikado Mashiro.

In other words, the formation will be broken as soon as she dies.

Ashiya Michichi was shocked when he heard this.

As their perception spread, they realized that what May had said was not wrong.

In the sky, golden light shone, and the seemingly chaotic yet orderly spiritual energy was all centered around Tsuchimikado Mashiro.

At this moment, she seemed to be a gardener, and everything else was just flowers and plants that she had pruned.

Tsuchimikado Mashiro naturally understood as well.

She didn't care too much.

Not to mention, she was a substitute.

Now, her strength far surpasses that of Ashiya Doman and Satsuki.

Even if their weaknesses are known, they are fearless.

"You guys stand back."

Tsuchimikado Mashiro raised the magic sword in his hand.

Ashiya Doman and Satsuki immediately felt extremely uneasy, a strong sense of crisis making their hair stand on end.

The surrounding psionic energy was almost solidified.

But in just a brief moment, countless golden rays transformed into arrows, descending from the sky and surrounding the five of them.

Ashiya Dōman reacted the fastest; he pinched a talisman between two fingers and suddenly threw it out.

A buzzing sound.

A huge shield was placed above their heads.

Arrows rained down.

The entire ruins were trembling, and the ground below shook several times.

The shield lasted for less than half a second before cracking.

Kaneda Yu suddenly flicked his sleeve, and spiritual energy surged out, instantly repairing the shield.

Tsuchimikado Mashiro narrowed his eyes.

His clothes turned out to be a magical artifact.

This is rare.

But it still didn't have much effect.

The shield collapsed once again.

The arrow fell.

However, its power has been greatly reduced by this point.

Ashiya Dōman casually flicked a talisman, and a barrier rose up.

May then took out a bow, quickly drew it, and nocked an arrow. Suddenly, the arrow appeared in front of Tsuchimikado Mashiro.

Spatial artifacts.

Tsuchimikado Mashiro had no time to react, but her body was radiating golden light.

The arrow, concentrated with golden light, instantly turned to ashes.

"Ordinary fifth-tier spiritual tools are useless against her."

Without hesitation, May withdrew her bow.

Ashiya Dōman nodded, but there was no time to speak.

Because Tsuchimikado Mashiro launched another attack.

This time it wasn't arrows, but a torrent.

Countless psionic energies intertwined, like a dam bursting, and poured down from the sky in an instant.

The golden light was so dense that it turned the sky into a sea.

Even though Haruhiko was not within the attack range, he still felt an indescribable sense of oppression.

This power has surpassed the fifth tier, but it is still some distance from the sixth tier.

Haruhiko had seen the true sixth level within Ashiya Doman's illusion, which is why he was able to make this judgment.

If this is already the case for him, then the pressure on Ashiya Dōman and others is immense.

Jin Tianxiong and the two fifth-level psychic energy users of the Serpent Spirit had never seen such a scene before, and their faces turned pale and they were already drenched in sweat.

Ashiya Dōman knew they couldn't be of much help, so he didn't say anything.

He stretched out his hand, and a huge sword appeared.

An ordinary sword might be about a meter long and no more than two or three fingers wide.

But this sword is two meters long and as wide as a palm, making it a true broadsword.

To be honest, Ashiya Dōman, as an Onmyoji, wielding a broadsword feels incredibly out of place.

He raised the broadsword above his head with both hands.

An earthy yellow light appeared, enveloping them, their demeanor as steady as a mountain.

Bathed in a golden ocean, it remained completely still.

"Immortal."

Haruhiko suddenly realized and said, "Immortal, one of the Nine Swords of Godslaying."