One person: Starting with the Rumble-Rumble Fruit, his grandmaster uncle emerges from seclusion.

Several pieces of gravel rolled down the edge.

Followed by.

A long bridge, made up of countless glowing talismans, silently extended up from the mist and firmly anchored itself to the edge of the altar.

Several slightly disheveled figures flipped and leaped onto the white jade platform along the long bridge of talismans.

Leading the way was the captain of the Japanese team, Abe Genji.

Following behind him were Ashiya Ryo, who was carrying a long sword, and Kamo Kaito and others, who were panting heavily.

These people hadn't even had a chance to observe their surroundings before they arrived.

Then I saw the Chinese team and the American team standing in front of the altar, arguing heatedly.

"..."

Abe Genji was stunned.

Ashiya Ryo's hand, which was gripping the hilt of the sword, froze.

This scene is completely different from the epic final battle they had imagined!

Why are these people having a tea party here?!

What's even stranger is...

The moment the Japanese team members appeared.

Zhang Chulan and William, who had just been arguing fiercely, suddenly fell silent as if they had agreed to do so.

Both of their eyes turned to look at them simultaneously.

It fell on Abe Genji.

Zhang Chulan's eyes lit up instantly, as if he had seen a savior.

A bright smile returned to William's lips.

The two shouted out almost simultaneously and with boundless enthusiasm:

"Oh my! Isn't this the host!"

"Welcome, welcome! Friends from the Japanese team, you've finally arrived!"

Abe Genji felt a chill run down his spine as he was stared at by those two extremely enthusiastic gazes, and a cold sweat inexplicably broke out on his back.

What are these two trying to do?!

......

On the altar.

The five members of the Japanese team had just survived a near-death experience and finally arrived at this final destination.

At this moment, he was feeling uneasy under the intense gaze of Zhang Chulan and William.

"What...what do you want to do?"

Ashiya Ryo instinctively gripped the katana at his waist, stepped forward, and shielded Sakura behind him.

He watched the two men, who were smiling like flowers, with suspicion.

"I'm warning you! Don't think that just because we've suffered heavy losses, you can take advantage of our misfortune!"

"Oh dear! Brother Liang, those words are really hurtful!"

Zhang Chulan clapped his hands, his face showing utter heartbreak.

He strode forward, completely ignoring Ashiya Ryo's wary gaze, and grabbed the other's hand.

"We're half-brothers, even though we're not from the same father!"

Zhang Chulan delivered his performance with great emotion, and even managed to squeeze out two crocodile tears from his eyes:

"Didn't we make peace on the streets of Akihabara before? Brother Genji's sincere apology is still echoing in my mind!"

"I, Zhang Chulan, swear to God that I have the utmost respect for all my Japanese friends! I absolutely have no dirty intentions whatsoever to take advantage of your misfortune!"

William also stepped forward in a very cooperative manner.

Captain America straightened his tattered trench coat, regaining his noble and elegant demeanor, and gave a slight bow:

“That’s right. As a member of the international community, we in Behemoth have always shown the utmost respect to our hosts.”

"Your ability to successfully reach the core of the Takamagahara Shrine under such harsh conditions is a testament to the strength and perseverance of the younger generation of Japan."

William pointed to the towering throne ahead and the [Longevity Elixir] suspended in mid-air.

His tone was full of magnanimity and humility:

“This temple is a relic left by your Japanese ancestors. This prize should rightfully be awarded to you, as the owners, to carry out this historic moment.”

"Brother Chu Lan was just discussing with me that we absolutely cannot steal your thunder. Our two families have reached a consensus—"

William and Zhang Chulan exchanged a glance, and then spoke in unison, their voices booming:

"Please, host, take this longevity elixir first!!!"

"..."

Abe and the other four were all stunned.

They gazed at this peerless divine artifact, one that would make all the extraordinary individuals in the world fight tooth and nail, and even drive the major powers mad with envy.

Then look at these two "international friends" in front of us, deferring to each other with an air of righteousness.

Abe Genji was a little confused.

"You...you really won't steal it?"

Yuan Yi frowned, looking at the two of them suspiciously.

"Rob? How tacky!"

Zhang Chulan waved his hand, displaying an air of utter indifference towards money:

"We Chinese believe in following the host's lead! This is your home turf, how can we be presumptuous if you don't make the first move?"

“Exactly,” William chimed in. “You guys go ahead. We’ll stay here and protect you, to prevent any other groups from causing trouble.”

These two looked like they were saying, "If you don't take it, you're disrespecting us."

Wang Ye and Zhuge Qing, who were standing at the back, silently covered their faces with their hands.

"These two together are practically a transnational fraud ring!"

"Shh, keep quiet. Just watch, these little devils are about to step on a landmine."

……

As Abe Genji listened to the two men's conversation, his wariness was not completely dispelled.

He followed the path cleared by the two men and his gaze fell upon the area in front of the throne.

He saw the four massive bronze coffins that were chained to the ground with thick iron chains.

“There’s a coffin down there…” Yuan Yi said in a deep voice.

"Hey, Brother Yuanyi, what are you afraid of!"

Zhang Chulan immediately went over and pointed at the coffins, starting to exaggerate:

"The Takamagahara Shrine, with its few coffins, is just a display of its majesty! Maybe they contain the guardian deities of ancient Japan?"

"You have their blood flowing in your veins, so go and take it; that's called recognizing your ancestors! They'll definitely bless you!"

"If it were any of us outsiders trying to take it, we'd definitely trigger a mechanism and get struck by lightning! Don't you agree?"

William nodded repeatedly beside him:

"That makes perfect sense! Captain Yuanyi, you should go and take it; it's perfectly legitimate!"

This combo completely closes the logical loop.

Ashiya Ryo was originally a proud and hot-tempered person.

I almost got lost in the Mirror Corridor just now, and now I urgently need to prove my strength.

He looked at the two men shoving each other and sneered.

"Hmph! A bunch of cowards!"

Ashiya Ryo shoved Zhang Chulan aside, his face full of disdain:

"You were too scared to go any closer after seeing a few broken coffins? I really don't know how you even made it to the finals!"

"Yuanyi, since they dare not take it, then we will take it without hesitation!"

"This originally came from Japan!"

Abe Genji took a deep breath.

He remembered his grandfather's expectant look before he set off, and the heavy responsibility entrusted to him by his family.

This drop of the Longevity Elixir is extremely important to them.

Even if there are mountains of knives and seas of fire ahead, he has to go and brave them!

"Haidou, Acheng, cover me."

Yuan Yi drew the long sword from his waist, his expression turning solemn.

"I'll go get it myself."

"Hi!"

The Japanese team immediately adopted a defensive formation, closely following Abe Genji, and walked step by step towards the throne.

It looks like the Japanese team has finally taken the bait.

The righteous indignation on Zhang Chulan and William's faces vanished instantly.

The two acted as if they had rehearsed countless times.

The movements were incredibly smooth and perfectly synchronized.

They retreated a full twenty meters!