I cultivate a deity in Tokyo

The bright moon in the night sky was reflected in her clear, beautiful eyes.

It seemed as if some kind of communication had been completed with the moon, as the moonlight above Moon Lake shone brightly.

The incomparably bright and holy moonlight fell from the moon and shone on Tsukuyomi.

Bathed in the bright moonlight, Tsukuyomi's already exquisite face appeared even more beautiful and charming.

She gently raised her arm and stretched it towards the night sky.

In an instant.

The boundless and vast divine power formed an incomparably huge and wide path of light, which returned to her body.

As this divine power flowed in, star-like lights immediately appeared on Tsukuyomi's magnificent robes.

Behind her, a full moon was faintly visible.

Its original sacred and noble aura became increasingly ethereal.

It was as if, in an instant, a sublimation was achieved.

Shiramu Jun did not dare to take this lightly.

In the instant he communicated with the moon during Tsukuyomi, he was prepared to respond.

The various Dharma Seas within his body instantly activated.

The silver runes roared out like waves within the sea of ​​Dharma, sweeping across every part of the body.

At this moment, under the clear perspective, Shiraki Shun observed carefully.

Watching the divine power within Tsukuyomi's body rapidly climb upwards from 80,000 points, one could see...

Up to 90,000 points, 100,000 points

The growth rate only slowed down when it reached a terrifying level of 105,000 points.

Finally, it stopped at 112,000 points.

Upon seeing this, a look of seriousness appeared on Bai Mujun's face.

Such immense magical power even surpasses that of his fused self.

Is this the Three Noble Sons God?

At this moment, Tsukuyomi, whose aura had become incredibly powerful, fixed her beautiful eyes on Shiraki Shun.

She spoke softly.

“Priest Shiraki, I am not the same as that Onmyoji.”

"I won't hold back."

As she spoke, she gently waved her hand.

Suddenly, Shiramu Jun felt an incredibly heavy sense of oppression emanating from all parts of his body.

Under this terrifying pressure, even the strengthened skin surface began to sag slightly.

And the source of this pressure

It is moonlight.

The moonlight, which was originally ethereal and elusive, now felt as heavy as a thousand pounds as it fell upon him.

It felt as if the weight of the entire moon was pressing down on me.

Shiraki Shun was slightly surprised to realize this.

But there was no hesitation.

The demonic art that enhances the body was instantly activated to its maximum.

An incredibly powerful force surged from within Fahai's body as the silver runes within him erupted.

boom!

Shiramu Shun stomped heavily on the lake surface, the powerful force shattering the calm water.

He shot out like an arrow released from a bow.

In an instant, it broke free from the moonlight's shackles and headed straight for Tsukuyomi.

Sensing Shiraki Shun's intention, Tsukuyomi waved her hand gently again.

The moonlight reflected on the lake surface instantly transformed into clusters of incredibly sharp blades, which suddenly pierced out from the lake surface and blocked Bai Mujun's path.

The blade, gleaming with a chilling light, emanated a cold, icy aura of divine power.

Looking at these blades, Shiramu Jun's eyes narrowed slightly.

Instead of confronting it head-on, I had a sudden thought.

The Kingdom of God descends.

The next instant, he used his escape technique and disappeared from the spot.

At the same time, the divine realm rapidly spread towards Tsukuyomi, engulfing her within it.

As the god who governs the night and the moon, it is extremely disadvantageous for the opponent to fight on Tsukuyomi's home turf.

We must find a way to change the battlefield.

Looking at the vast divine kingdom that had suddenly descended, Tsukuyomi still wore a faint smile.

Suddenly, a strangely shaped longsword appeared in her right hand.

The blades on both sides are extremely thin and uneven, like a fish spine, while the middle blade is unusually wide and thick, making it look extremely disproportionate.

Tsukuyomi raised her longsword in front of her, her beautiful eyes gazing at Shiraki Shun, and softly reminded him.

"Priest Shiraki, it's very dangerous to casually open up your divine kingdom."

Whoosh!

Tsukuyomi swiftly brought down her sword.

An invisible sword aura seemed to whistle past her.

The shimmering white light that had spread in front of her vanished instantly under the sword strike.

Within the divine realm, a massive shadow was ripped open.

Before Shiraki Shun could react, Tsukuyomi unleashed several more sword strikes.

Although the specific attacks could not be seen, with each swing of the sword, a large portion of the divine kingdom's light would dissipate.

In a mere instant, the light of the divine kingdom dimmed by more than half.

Upon seeing this, Shiramu Shun couldn't help but frown slightly.

He could easily sense that the vanished divine kingdom had suddenly become unresponsive.

The divine kingdom has been sealed away?

At that moment, Tsukuyomi's gentle voice rang out at just the right time.

She held her long sword and looked at Bai Mujun with a smile.

"Priest Shiraki, my elder sister must have told you about me taking the Three Sacred Treasures, right?"

"This is the Kusanagi Sword."

“The divine kingdoms it destroyed cannot recover in a short period of time.”

Tsukuyomi paused slightly before continuing.

"And then, this is the Yata no Kagami (Eight-Span Mirror)."

In her left hand, a slightly dark, antique bronze mirror appeared.

The bright moonlight fell on it, but the mirror did not light up; instead, it seemed to be swallowed up and quickly dimmed.

"I used this to seal away my sister's divine power before."

Tsukuyomi smiled elegantly.

"Finally, there is the Yasakani no Magatama."

A long string of crystal-clear magatama suddenly appeared on Tsukuyomi's snow-white neck.

Like the most exquisite jewelry, it makes its temperament even more sacred.

Tsukuyomi's jade fingers caressed the magatama, and she whispered.

"As long as it's here, no physical attack can harm me."

"These are the three sacred treasures controlled by Tsukuyomi."

"Tsukuyomi wouldn't be so kind as to explain these things to me, would she?" Shiraki Jun suddenly asked from not far away.

"Priest Shiraki, you really think very badly of Tsukuyomi." Tsukuyomi gave Shiraki Shun a somewhat resentful look.

But then she chuckled softly.

"However, Tsukuyomi is of course for a purpose."

She looked at Shiramoto Jun and asked with great interest.

"Priest Shiraki, how long can you maintain this state?"

"One minute? Thirty seconds?"

"Anyway, it'll be over soon, right?"

Upon hearing this, Bai Mujun's eyes narrowed slightly.

I didn't expect the other party to see through even this little detail.

The fusion of spells consumes willpower.

When the power of will is exhausted, the fusion magic will automatically stop.

Although he had stored up enough willpower in the reed field beforehand.

Takamagahara is not Ashihara.

Here, no god will believe in humankind.