I cultivate a deity in Tokyo

It was the Holy Light Palm.

The ghost stared in horror at the light in Bai Mujun's palm.

A fear, stemming from an instinctive feeling, surged into his heart like a tidal wave.

This...this is a technique aimed at the Yellow Springs!

He violently ripped open his black robe, revealing only his skeletal hand in front of him, and roared.

"Wait, what do you want to do!"

"Stop! Stop it!!"

Shiraki Shunze looked at the wooden boat with a scrutinizing gaze.

"Your ship seems a little dirty."

"I can help you clean it up for a fee."

Regardless of the ghost's attempts to stop him, he stretched out his palm and calmly stroked forward.

Tick.

It was as if a gentle rain had fallen, softly enveloping the entire wooden boat.

In the hazy light, the mottled stains on the hull turned into streams of foul-smelling black water, which slid off the hull.

Stains such as patina, bloodstains, and claw marks all disappeared under the gentle nourishment of the Holy Light Palm.

In an instant, the entire ship became sacred, pure, and inviolable.

Even the perpetually gloomy sky broke open at this moment, revealing a rare patch of azure blue.

Realizing that the other party's target was not him, the ferryman opened his tightly closed eyes.

Then, its mouth was so big that it could fit his head inside.

He saw it.

Blue sky, in the underworld.

There is a little white boat.

Chapter 193 Performing an On-the-Spot Reincarnation

Shiraki Jun slowly lowered his hand.

Looking at the little white boat in front of him, which was shining brightly again under the blessing of the Holy Light Palm.

His Holy Light Palm was not just a simple Holy Light Palm.

At the same time, it also contained his insights into purifying divine artifacts.

After all, the filth on this wooden boat was very similar to the defilement on the divine artifact.

However, the source of the filth on the wooden boat was the underworld.

With a try-it-out mentality, Shiramu Shun unleashed this purified version of Holy Light Palm.

The result far exceeded his expectations.

The filth in the underworld was so easily exorcised by the holy light!

It's not just about purification.

Even the dark river water flowing beneath the sacred hull became slightly lighter!

Seeing this, Shiraki Shun couldn't help but be a little surprised.

His original intention was simply to purify the wooden boat.

Unexpectedly, it would have such an impact on the Sanzu River.

He could tell that the change in the color of the Sanzu River was not because the water had been purified.

Instead, those vengeful spirits, with their black and hateful faces and bloodshot eyes, who drifted along the Sanzu River year-round, were purified the moment they hit the ship!

The spirit, which was originally filled with filth, instantly became pure and transparent.

A look of profound understanding appeared on his numb face.

He had an expression that said, "I've come to terms with it."

Shiramu Jun glanced at the purified spirits, then looked down at his own palm.

He couldn't help but fall into deep thought.

These spirits were purified thanks to his holy light palm.

Using the Holy Light Palm in the Ashihara Plains allows one to send a spirit to the underworld in a pure form.

And now, he is in the underworld.

What happens to a spirit that is struck by the Holy Light Palm here?

A thought struck Shiramu Jun.

Could it be

Will they be sent directly to be reincarnated?

It can't be wrong!

Thinking of this, Bai Mujun felt a little excited.

He raised his head and looked at the dark, massive river in front of him, the other side of which was completely obscured.

He squinted slightly.

The perspective angle is then activated.

I saw countless souls struggling in the river, yearning for rebirth but forced to drift along with the current for various reasons.

That is why the Sanzu River is such a corrosive black!

And solving this problem is quite simple.

If Shiraki Shun's Holy Light Palm is strong enough, it can send all the dead souls in the entire Sanzu River to be reincarnated!

Of course, if you want to purify the entire Sanzu River, you can't just use the Holy Light Palm.

Such efficiency is simply too low.

Ideally, several blessed dams could be built in the Sanzu River.

In this way, as long as the river water flows through the dam, it can automatically purify the spirits.

This is the truly efficient approach.

Perhaps I could offer this suggestion to Izanami.

Thinking of this, Bai Mujun was slightly taken aback.

I recall Susanoo saying that all reincarnated spirits must be questioned by Izanami before they can be reincarnated and leave the underworld.

Since these spirits are about to be reincarnated...

Doesn't this mean they're about to go to Izanami no Mikoto?

He quickly spoke up.

"Susanoo-no-Mikoto, Momiji the Great Demon, hurry up and get on the ship!"

"These spirits should go to the palace where Izanami-no-Mikoto resides!"

Susanoo and Momiji were slightly taken aback.

They immediately understood Bai Mujun's meaning and each cast their spells.

The two figures vanished from their spot in an instant.

The next instant, they appeared on the little white boat.

Without hesitation, Bai Mujun used his escape technique to arrive on the small white boat.

He looked at the ghost who was still staring in disbelief on the shore and shouted, "Sir, please hurry up and board the ship!"

Boarding?

The ferryman stared blankly at the wooden boat that radiated pure light, his face turning ashen instantly.

Although he is a ghost or god.

However, strictly speaking, they are quite different from true gods.

This difference is especially evident in the manifestation of internal strength.

If a deity stands on this wooden boat, their divine power will be enhanced, unleashing even greater strength than before.

His ghostly power clashed completely with the power within the wooden boat.

I'm afraid that the moment you step on it, you'll be reincarnated on the spot.

For him, this was worse than dying on the spot.

Because as long as he is in the underworld, under the protection of the Lord God, he has no fear of death.

But if reincarnation occurs

Even the supreme deity could not help.

How could he possibly dare to go up there?

"Sir, why aren't you up yet?" Bai Mujun asked in confusion. "Do you need my help?"

"I won't!" The ferryman hurriedly waved his hand in refusal.

"We in the Underworld have a rule that a ship can only carry a maximum of three people; overloading is absolutely prohibited!"

Are there really such strict rules and regulations even in the underworld?

Bai Mujun was taken aback, looking somewhat embarrassed.

"But if you don't get on board, who will steer the boat?"

"Actually, I don't need to drive this ship," the ghost said with a smirk.

"Once you get the oars, you'll know how to use the boat!"