I cultivate a deity in Tokyo

Then, it quickly began to wriggle, transforming into long, narrow slits.

A tremendous suction force was suddenly generated in the gap.

The spirit that was waiting to be reincarnated in the square suddenly turned bloodshot and its size increased several times over.

An uncontrollable roar emanated from his throat.

They all brutally rushed into the crack and disappeared.

"This Netherworld energy can catalyze the development of rifts between the two realms, thereby enabling cross-realm invasion."

Izanami slowly extended a finger toward Shiraki Shun, speaking coldly.

"This is just the first batch."

"Shiraki Shun, do you think your Tokyo, a city of mutual understanding and harmony, can withstand several waves of attacks from the underworld?"

Shiramu Jun's originally gentle eyes now appeared slightly cold.

He suddenly raised his palm, and a gentle silver light shone from it.

A crescent palm, infused with over 50,000 points of mana, instantly took shape in his palm.

Even Amaterasu Omikami wouldn't dare to take this blow head-on!

Izanami clearly noticed this as well, but instead of panicking, she showed a mocking smile on her pretty face.

However, the laughter was incredibly sinister.

"It's no use, don't forget where you are right now!"

"This is the Yellow Springs!"

"You are facing the embodiment of the entire underworld, Izanami!"

"As long as there is even a trace of the Yellow Springs' energy remaining, I will not be harmed!"

"Similarly, as long as there is even a trace of the Yellow Springs' energy, I can continue to draw power from it!"

"As long as the Yellow Springs exist, I am invincible!"

Shiraki Shun stared at Izanami's face.

Through the perspective of the angle, he could tell that the other party was not lying.

Countless invisible threads extend from the other's body and connect with the void.

It's impossible to tell exactly how much mana he has.

But gazing at her felt like gazing at the entire underworld, creating a powerful sense of oppression.

He slowly lowered his hand, his expression returning to calm.

He opened his mouth and asked.

"Izanami-no-Mikoto, could it be that she attacked Tokyo just to mock my perverse sense of humor?"

“Of course not.” Izanami stepped down from the throne and casually approached Shiraki Shun.

He appeared completely unprepared, showing no fear of Shiramu Jun suddenly making a move.

"What interests me is you."

"Shiraki Jun, you said you wanted to resolve the conflict, right?"

"Now, an opportunity to resolve the conflict between Ashihara and Yomi is presented to you."

“If you are willing to help me attack Takamagahara, then I will spare Ashihara.”

"Otherwise, I will keep sending demons to attack until I turn the Tokyo you speak of into ruins."

"So, give me your answer: will you choose Ashihara or Takamagahara?"

She raised an eyebrow slightly.

Shiraki Shun replied calmly, "Even if I verbally agree to assist Izanami no Mikoto now, she wouldn't believe me, would she?"

"Of course I have a way to do that." Izanami's smile grew even more voluptuous, like that of a viper.

With a flick of her jade-like finger, a large amount of Netherworld Qi drifted in from all around and condensed at her fingertip.

It then materialized into a wine cup and floated in front of Shiramu Jun.

The wine cup contained a clear liquid.

Izanami explained with a smile.

"If you drink this cup of wine, it will be a symbol of our alliance."

"I will take back the demons and promise not to harm Ashihara again."

Bai Mujun stared at the wine cup.

He raised his hand and took the glass of wine.

Upon seeing Shiraki Shun's actions, Izanami's lips curled up slightly.

Drink it. Drinking it will increase our chances of defeating Izanagi even further.

"No!" Beside Shiraki Shun, the ghost girl Momiji suddenly reached out and pressed down hard on Shiraki Shun's arm, shaking her head at him in terror.

"Priest Shiraki, you absolutely, absolutely must not drink it!"

"Once you consume any food from the Underworld, there is no going back. This is the ironclad rule of the Underworld!"

"Izanami, she doesn't want to make a deal with you at all; she clearly wants to keep you in the underworld!"

Izanami's eyes turned cold.

"Great Demon Momiji, don't worry about me." Shiramu Jun didn't react much, but patted the back of the demon Momiji's hand reassuringly, "I know what I'm doing."

"No—" The demon girl, Momiji, stubbornly refused to let go.

"Shut up!" Izanami narrowed her eyes and unleashed a terrifying divine power upon Momiji.

She threatened in a sinister tone, "Daughter of the Sixth Demon King, don't think I wouldn't dare kill you!"

Under the pressure of divine power, the demon girl Momiji froze on the spot, unable to move.

Izanami turned her head slightly, and as if changing her face, she put on another one.

She reached out her hand with a smile.

"Priest Shiraki, please?"

Upon hearing this, Shiraki Shun lowered his head and examined the wine cup in his hand, which was formed from the energy of the underworld.

Her delicate eyebrows furrowed slightly.

However, it wasn't because of any psychological pressure that drinking it would mean staying in the underworld.

Rather, he realized that just moments ago, when the wine glass landed in his palm—

The seventh Dharma Sea within his body suddenly stirred.

Chapter 197 Can't We Try a Different Approach?

Raimyoji Temple, Tokyo.

"Hey, you evil creatures, quickly take a lash from this old monk!"

As they spoke, Master Jingshui of Yaowang Temple glared angrily and swung his sacred Buddhist beads like a whip.

A move imbued with the light of Buddha.

With a single lash, the half-human-sized, ferocious-looking bluish-gray imp in front of him was scattered in all directions.

After performing this move, Master Jingshui slowly exhaled, clasped his hands together, and silently recited a Buddhist chant.

Just as the White Wood Mountain God had instructed.

Shortly after he entered Leiming Temple.

Then a strange, eerie wind suddenly rose from the ground, making everyone present tremble.

Even more bizarrely, after the gust of cold wind passed, filthy, twisted claws suddenly emerged from the previously flat ground.

Accompanied by mournful wails, groups of small ghosts exuding eerie energy emerged from the ground.

This scene surprised the people of Tokyo, but it did not throw them into disarray.

Instead, they tacitly formed various combat units and went forward to meet the enemy.

Fortunately, these ghosts were only created by this gust of yin wind, and since they were newly formed, their strength was not very high.

The people of Tokyo, who were well-prepared, were able to handle the situation with ease.

The battle ended quickly.

Now, we've entered the cleanup phase.

Granny Chiyo, dressed in priestess robes and carrying a decaying longbow on her back, was directing several priests from Kanda Shrine to carefully search along the four walls of Raimei-ji Temple to see if any ghosts had escaped.

They walked toward where Master Jing Shui was.

Upon seeing this, Master Jing Shui quickly clasped his hands together, bowed his head, and said politely, "Master Chiyo, you have worked hard to exorcise the evil spirits."

"Master Jing Shui is also one of them." Granny Chiyo smiled gently and nodded in return.

It's still the same smile as before.

Looking at Granny Chiyo, Master Shizuru was momentarily stunned.

Suddenly, an image of a gentle, graceful shrine maiden with flowing black stockings appeared in my mind.

In the past, Tokyo often held exchange meetings to promote communication between Shinto and Buddhism.

As one of the disciples with the highest Buddhist nature in Yaowang Temple at that time, Master Jingshui often accompanied his master, Abbot Putu, to attend events.

However, what attracted Master Jing Shui even more than the various obscure and difficult-to-understand ideas at the exchange meeting was the shrine maiden named Chiyo Aya at the meeting.

Every frown and smile of hers makes people worry about her.

Since then, Master Jing Shui has gained some insights.

Buddhist scriptures can be studied at any time and in any place.

Shrine maidens, on the other hand, can only be viewed at exchange gatherings.