I cultivate a deity in Tokyo

Even the gods of the underworld must bow down and submit at your feet.

The voice in the darkness was full of endless temptation, repeatedly urging Shiramu Jun to step forward and enter the darkness.

Although it feels like you hear it with your ears, the voice actually comes directly from your mind, making you involuntarily believe that it is your truest thought.

At first, Shiraki Shun was able to remain calm in the face of these whispers.

But as the whispers in his ear grew more and more frequent, he could no longer hold back.

He reached out his hand into the darkness before him.

As Shiraki Shun acted, bursts of secret delight seemed to echo from the darkness.

The murmurs grew louder and louder, using every trick in the book to bewitch the priest in the white hunting robes before them.

Just before his fingers were about to touch the darkness, Shiraki Shun's hand stopped.

A pure and radiant light shone in the palm of his hand.

boom!

A thick silver beam of light shot out and swept forward.

In an instant, the darkness before him was cleared away.

The world fell silent.

Bai Mujun put down his hand.

Although he didn't want to start a fight on the god's territory, this

It's really noisy.

However, this scene reminded Shiramu Jun of the time when he first created the divine kingdom.

At that time, he also used the Crescent Palm to dispel the darkness outside the divine realm.

Now, the scene has been reenacted.

However, the darkness dispelled by the Crescent Moon Palm would be purified and transformed into the territory of the divine kingdom.

The darkness here now clearly won't undergo that change—

Ok?

Shiramu Jun suddenly opened his eyes wide.

They stared in amazement at the spot where the light from their crescent-shaped palm had passed.

He then realized that the darkness he had just dispelled with his crescent palm had not closed up either.

Instead, it drifted slowly to the sides, as if some kind of change was taking place.

Under Shiraki Jun's gaze, one after another, enormous spheres of light emerged from the center of the darkness that split to the sides.

There are eight orbs of light in total, each shimmering with dense light, like stars twinkling in the night sky.

At this moment, the eight orbs of light slowly joined together, forming a radiant path that stretched into the deep void.

It's like a divine bridge spanning the Milky Way.

Just like the approach to a shrine, which is reserved for worshippers.

Shiraki Shun was no stranger to such a ball of light.

When he merged the Underworld and Hell, he personally combined these two orbs of light into one.

This is not a simple ball of light, but an object that evolved from willpower.

It is very likely that it has a more profound meaning.

However, the intention behind the appearance of these orbs of light is self-evident.

It is a path prepared for myself.

Shiraki Shun did not hesitate when faced with the invitation from the deity.

Take a step forward and walk into the path of light.

Soon, they arrived at the first sphere of light.

Unsurprisingly, there was a scene inside this sphere of light.

Shiraki Shun looked down.

My first impression of it is like an abstract oil painting.

Against the pitch-black background, countless rays of light emanating different colors are distributed throughout, like a spilled palette.

The only difference is that these lights seem to have a life of their own, never stopping for a moment, doing their best to expand the territory they occupy on this painting.

They might even fight each other.

Within the short time that Bai Mujun was watching, many lights had been defeated in their battles with other lights, and their original territories had become empty.

This blank space was immediately filled by the remaining light.

Moreover, there is a certain balancing mechanism involved.

Whenever one of the lights gains a clear lead, the other lights immediately abandon their fighting, unite, and launch a concerted attack.

After eliminating them, we will divide up their remaining territory together.

Fusion, splitting, fusion, splitting

For the remainder of the time, the light within the sphere continued to repeat this process.

It's like an endless cycle, repeating itself over and over again.

Shiraki Shun just watched quietly.

Finally, the scene inside the sphere of light froze on its last frame.

It's still that pitch-black background.

In the darkness, a faint, inconspicuous light, yet radiating a profound and mysterious glow, appeared.

I'm raising a god in Tokyo

Chapter 328 You've Arrived

At this moment, Bai Mujun stared intently at that dark light.

Compared to the other powerful lights in the scene, the ghostly light itself was too small and insignificant, and was easily overlooked.

Several times, other lights and shadowy glints brushed past it, but no one chose to attack it.

If it weren't for the familiar feeling that this ghostly light gave Bai Mujun, he probably wouldn't have noticed it.

After the appearance of the ghostly light, it did not rush to expand its territory, but maintained the status quo and quietly stayed in its original position.

It seemed as if it had not yet awakened and was still asleep.

After pausing on the first orb of light for a while to confirm that there were no further images, Shiraki Shun continued on his way to the second orb of light.

In the second sphere of light, the ghostly light was no longer as docile as before, but had become more active.

They began to imitate other lights, absorbing the blank remnants and turning them into their own territory.

After several attempts, the ghostly light became much brighter than before, shining like an obsidian. Although it was still small, it was still quite remarkable.

Shiraki Shun could sense that, absorbing the same amount of energy, the Ghost Light grew more noticeably and rapidly compared to other lights.

This is also why it has been able to grow so rapidly.

However, as it became more and more conspicuous, many lights nearby noticed its presence and secretly moved closer to it.

The scene froze again, and now more than a dozen lights of different colors had appeared near the ghostly light, creating a subtly unpleasant atmosphere.

But Youmang, trapped in the encirclement, seemed completely oblivious, continuing to busy himself with expanding his power everywhere.

Seeing this, Bai Mujun couldn't help but feel worried for Youmang's future.

He decisively stood up, used his escape technique, and appeared on the third sphere of light.

Seeing the scene inside the third sphere of light, Shiramu Jun finally breathed a sigh of relief.

The eerie light did not disappear in the scene.

However, its light was no longer as bright as before, but had become extremely dim, as if it had suffered a huge blow.

It hid pitifully in the corner, not daring to show its face again.

Only after repeatedly confirming that there is no danger in the surroundings will it cautiously appear and absorb a little white light.

Looking at its aggrieved appearance, Bai Mujun could imagine how much Youmang had suffered at the hands of those fierce lights.

However, sometimes, only by experiencing the harsh realities of society can one learn from them and grow rapidly.

Like that ghostly light, although it suffered some losses, it at least learned to play it safe and develop stealthily.

Seeing Youmang suddenly become so steady, Bai Mujun couldn't help but chuckle.

But gradually, he noticed something was wrong.

The ghostly light in the picture has already secretly absorbed a lot of the white light.

Some of them are even larger than the original.

But Youmang showed no signs of improvement, remaining as dim and lifeless as ever.

How is this going?

Could it be that there's something wrong with Youmang itself?

Subconsciously, Shiramu Jun activated his X-ray vision.

The next moment, a hint of surprise couldn't help but show in his eyes.

The glimmer of light in the perspective angle did not disappear.

Instead, it became incredibly reserved and hidden away.

In other words, it did not suffer any irreparable damage.

Instead, they're just pretending.

To verify his idea, Shiraki Shun turned his gaze to other parts of the picture and searched carefully.