I cultivate a deity in Tokyo

"do not want!"

A gasp of surprise rang out from the island.

The next moment, Ebisu's expression froze.

He lowered his head, staring blankly at his own body.

A huge hole appeared in his chest.

At the edge of the void, eerie lights seemed to be gnawing, moving along the edge and swallowing everything they touched.

The enormous body seemed to be disintegrating, turning into pieces.

But no one knows where it was swallowed.

The long, broken tentacles simply vanished into nothingness.

boom!

Without its support, Ebisu's body collapsed and fell into a heap.

However, it did not fall from the sky.

Because a figure had already appeared beside him in time.

A powerful divine force formed a shimmering white barrier, enveloping Ebisu within it.

At this moment, the god coldly watched Izanami appear suddenly.

His tone was subtly unfriendly.

“Living being, you have broken the agreement.”

I'm raising a god in Tokyo

Chapter 322 The Day of Birth

Gao Tianyuan.

On the island.

At this moment, Amaterasu Omikami, whose face was still beaming with joy upon learning of the Netherworld's defeat, stared in astonishment at the now empty space beside her.

That was originally the place where Izanami should have been.

But now, only remnants of divine power remain on the cushion, and Izanami has vanished without a trace.

Where has the Mother Goddess gone?

The next moment, Amaterasu Omikami seemed to realize something.

She suddenly raised her head, her gaze falling on the horizon, on the figure that had suddenly appeared before the god.

The slender figure that stood in front of Ebisu, separating him from the gods, was none other than the vanished Izanami!

Amaterasu Omikami's beautiful eyes widened slightly.

She had already recounted Ebisu's sins to the mother goddess one by one.

But why does Mother Goddess still protect such a sinner?

Is it simply because Ebisu is his own son deity?

At this moment, Amaterasu no longer had time to think further.

Without hesitation, she raised her arm, and golden divine power transformed into a rope, rushing rapidly towards Izanami.

At the same time, an anxious voice was attached to the divine power rope and transmitted.

"Mother Goddess, it's dangerous there, leave quickly—"

Halfway there, the divine rope suddenly broke apart, turning into streaks of golden light and dissipating.

Clutching the broken rope in her hand, Amaterasu Omikami's beautiful eyes widened in surprise.

Suddenly, a deep voice sounded in her ear.

"Amaterasu, let your mother goddess go."

Amaterasu Omikami turned around and looked at Izanagi, who had spoken behind her.

He spoke anxiously.

"But Father God, with Mother Goddess's divine power, we simply cannot withstand the attack of that god from the underworld!"

"Would the Father God be willing to put the Mother Goddess in danger for the sake of Ebisu?"

Izanagi gazed at the horizon and sighed silently.

"Your mother goddess knows this better than you do."

"But if we don't do this, the only one who will be trapped in repentance is Yi Chengran herself."

"Just wait patiently, for the sake of your mother goddess, Amaterasu."

"Regardless of the outcome, this is Yi Chengran's own decision."

Amaterasu Omikami glanced at Izanagi with surprise and doubt.

Finally, he lowered his arms and slowly knelt down.

His gaze returned to the horizon.

In the sky.

Outside the shimmering white barrier, two young girls stood on opposite sides, gazing at each other in silence.

One path was as deep as night, the other as pure and white.

They looked like sisters.

Although, in terms of appearance alone, the gods appear to be smaller in stature.

However, in terms of sheer presence, she completely overwhelmed Izanami on the other side.

Her jet-black hair flowed freely, and her chin was slightly raised.

Her beautiful eyes now held an unprecedented coldness.

“You shouldn’t be here, you living being.”

Before the gods, Izanami's body beneath her white robes began to tremble uncontrollably.

That terrifying, all-pervasive pressure was like thousands of nails, piercing deep into her mind and piercing her soul.

However, Izanami did not retreat.

She gritted her teeth, enduring the terrifying pressure, and began to move.

The knees slowly bent.

With sheer willpower, she stubbornly knelt down, bit by bit.

That slender divine body seemed to grow incredibly tall, even obscuring the enormous Ebisu behind it.

She gazed at the deity and spoke in a pleading tone.

“Your Excellency, I have no intention of offending you.”

"Whatever punishment you wish to impose, I am willing to accept it."

"But please stop."

"Please spare this child."

After saying that, she lowered her head deeply.

This scene left not only Amaterasu Omikami and the gods of Takamagahara frozen in place.

Even Shiraki Shun, who was standing to the side, was taken aback.

Unexpectedly, Izanami, the mother goddess of Takamagahara, would plead for Ebisu after learning the truth of all these things.

It seems like there's more to the story.

"Soul, are you going to plead for him?"

Despite hearing Izanami's heartfelt plea, the god's aura remained cold.

His superior gaze swept over Ebisu, a hint of disdain in his eyes.

“He just tried to usurp the origin of the Netherworld.”

"Such sins should be erased from existence immediately."

"And what right do you have to plead for him?"

As they spoke, the deity suddenly took a step forward, closing the distance between them out of thin air.

Clusters of eerie mist, like endless karmic fire, spontaneously ignited in space with the steps of the deity, enveloping Izanami.

The mist brushed against Izanami's cheek unintentionally, as if cut by a sharp blade, leaving a faint bloodstain on her fair face.

"I am willing to share the burden as much as possible."

Under the sudden surge of divine pressure, Izanami bit her lip, and crimson blood slid down her lip.

Despite trying her best, she still couldn't utter a complete sentence.

The oppressive force emanating from another dimension nearly made her faint.

Suddenly, a soft light bloomed around Izanami.

For a moment, it was as if cherry blossoms were in full bloom.

The warm aura emanating from the petals formed from magical power drifted down, dispelling the ghostly mist from Izanami's side.

Shiramu Shun withdrew his palm and looked calmly at the god.

He reminded her gently.

“My Lord, the Netherworld has conceded defeat. According to the agreement, the Netherworld can no longer attack Takamagahara, Izanagi-no-Mikoto, or Izanami-no-Mikoto.”

"My Lord, you wouldn't be thinking of breaking the agreement, would you?"

"Of course I, the God, would not do such a thing!"

"It's just a little intimidation; we won't really punish her!"