I cultivate a deity in Tokyo

Damn, they actually came?

Shiraki Shun stood in mid-air, tilting his head slightly, calmly gazing at the clouds of red leaves that seemed to be burning fiercely.

On the surface, he seemed to be standing in the sky.

In reality, he kept appearing in the same location using a teleportation technique.

After all, he still couldn't overcome gravity.

The only way to reappear in the same spot is to use a teleportation technique before the body falls.

However, if the speed is fast enough, visually it looks like you are really standing in the sky.

At this moment, he frowned as he looked at the increasingly intense glow of the red maple leaves.

I don't know what happened.

However, in the transparent mode, the immense power contained within this cloud of red leaves made him somewhat alarmed.

Although each red leaf doesn't contain much magic power.

But the total accumulated amount probably exceeds 10,000 mana points.

Moreover, it is released through a high-temperature explosion.

The area covered by this red cloud alone exceeds one kilometer in radius.

Shiraki Shun couldn't imagine how powerful the explosion would be or how much damage it would cause.

I can't even think about it.

It's likely that the entire Takao Mountain will be razed to the ground.

Looking at the clouds of red leaves that blotted out the sky, a trace of sorrow appeared on Shiraki Shun's face.

If it's just a small clump, I might be able to try to break it up with my Crescent Moon Palm.

However, even the Crescent Palm technique is powerless over such a vast area.

Moreover, if one were to rashly strike, it could actually accelerate the explosion, which would be a grave mistake.

As I pondered, a series of booming sounds rang out like thunder.

A series of crimson fireballs shot out, accompanied by purple lightning, and crashed down, splitting the sky into countless pieces.

The intense red glow on the entire red cloud turned into a pale purple.

It's about to explode.

Seeing this, Shiramu Jun no longer hesitated.

With his magical power surging, he decisively reached out his hand towards the sky full of red leaves.

Since the Crescent Palm cannot be used.

Then let's take a look at the divine kingdom with a radius of three kilometers.

Chapter 83 This is a miracle

Without a sound.

A vast expanse of sacred white light descended, enveloping the entire Takao Mountain.

A series of dazzling jade-like rays bloomed, clustering behind Bai Mujun, making his already exceptionally handsome appearance even more extraordinary.

The Kingdom of God descends.

Unfortunately, ordinary people cannot see this breathtaking scene.

All they could see was Shiraki Shun slowly raising his hand toward the clouds of red leaves.

At this moment, the clouds of red leaves had swelled to an enormous size.

Compared to the kingdom of God, it is still insignificant and not worth mentioning.

It's just a corner of the kingdom of God.

Under Shiraki Shun's control, the vast divine kingdom easily encompassed the Autumn Clouds.

Amidst the astonished gazes of the people on the observation deck, he decisively clenched his fist.

The clouds of red leaves that blotted out the sky vanished in an instant.

In an instant, the thunder ceased.

The sky cleared up again.

It was as if nothing had ever happened.

The people on the observation deck were all stunned.

Staring blankly at the figure standing in the sky.

After collecting the clouds of red leaves, Shiraki Shun did not land immediately.

Instead, he closed his eyes.

In that instant.

He could feel the red maple clouds within the divine realm suddenly burst open.

A huge mushroom cloud rose.

The terrifying destructive force tore through the high-temperature storm, wildly sweeping across every corner of the divine kingdom.

Powerful shockwaves continuously struck the borders of the divine kingdom.

But after everything calmed down, the divine kingdom remained as it was, without any damage whatsoever.

After confirming this, Shiraki Shun opened his eyes.

The Kingdom of God descended once more.

At that moment, red leaves appeared behind him.

Though no longer as rosy, they remained vibrant and beautiful, fluttering down from the sky.

The number is increasing.

Finally, a waterfall of red leaves, tens of meters wide, cascades down from the top of Mount Takao.

Red leaves filled the sky, covering the entire Takao Mountain.

At this moment, the entire Mount Takao was like a divine realm, breathtakingly beautiful.

This scene shocked everyone on the observation deck.

After a brief silence, the people on the observation deck erupted in cheers.

Explosive cheers and shouts filled the entire observation deck like a tidal wave.

"This is a miracle!" someone shouted.

"A miracle! A miracle!" people exclaimed.

This incredible scene can only be explained by a miracle.

As they gazed at that figure still standing on the horizon, a commotion arose among the crowd.

Many people stared intently, excitedly taking out their phones or cameras, waiting to capture a good shot.

When the last red leaf fell.

The figure turned around, revealing an incredibly handsome face.

His features were as if carved from jade, without a single flaw.

His eyes revealed no emotion, only calmness.

In the sky, a sun set behind him, making him appear like a true Buddha.

For a moment, the people on the observation deck were stunned.

It was a profound emotional impact.

No one dared to speak.

Just looking at this person's face felt like a purification.

He lowered the camera he had been holding with shame.

Huiyuan stared blankly at the figure, her mouth agape, and murmured, "Master, come and see Buddha."

Master Jing Shui was also deeply shocked and even wanted to agree with his disciple's statement.

Although I don't know the other party's true identity or purpose.

But he wasn't so foolish as to think that the other party was a Buddha who came here to help him because he was moved by him.

Because the Buddha in Buddhism is not this handsome.

Thinking of this, Master Jingshui disregarded the gazes of those around him, solemnly took a few steps forward, performed a deep bow, and loudly proclaimed.

"Amitabha! I will never forget your kindness in saving Takao Mountain. Please accept my bow!"

After bowing, he raised his head and said respectfully.

"May I ask your name, benefactor?"

The crowd was also waiting for this answer.

Who is this handsome young man?

Under the great sun.

The handsome young man did not answer; his calm gaze swept over the crowd, staring straight into the distance.

A look of surprise appeared on his face.

Without speaking to anyone, he took a step out of thin air and disappeared from the spot.

Master Jing Shui was taken aback.

What about people?

On a hilltop not far away, the ghost girl, Momiji, suddenly clenched her hand box tightly.

On her well-maintained, fair palms, prominent blue veins were now bulging.