I cultivate a deity in Tokyo

The result was exactly as he expected.

In the second sphere of light, the rays that had been eyeing Youmang with predatory intent all vanished in the third sphere of light.

In its place came a ghostly light that was many times more powerful than the previous one.

Even without any visuals, Shiraki Shun could guess pretty much what had happened.

Those lights that originally coveted the Dark Light were instead devoured by it and transformed into its power.

At this moment, the number of lights on the screen has decreased significantly.

Aside from the eerie light lurking in the corner, the most eye-catching were the other three beams of light.

They are purple, cyan, and red, respectively.

These three beams of light were so powerful that they completely overshadowed the other beams, and they also divided up most of the area in the picture, making them truly dominant.

Bai Mujun continued walking towards the next ball of light.

Within the fourth sphere of light, the anomaly of the ghostly light caught the attention of the blue light among the three beams of light.

Without warning, a siege against Youmang was launched.

Faced with the surging blue waves from all directions, Youmang had no choice but to reveal his strength. He dared not stop for a moment and tried his best to escape, fleeing around the scene.

A battle for survival unfolded.

Fortunately, it managed to escape the clutches of the Azure Mang.

Within the fifth sphere of light, the Spectral Light had stabilized the situation and was gradually gaining a place in the scene.

A dark, eerie light shone forth, standing like a fortress.

The other three beams of light were clearly unwilling to provoke Youmang, and they all retreated, seemingly acknowledging Youmang's equal status with them.

But the calm is only temporary.

Within the sixth sphere of light, the three rays of light—purple, blue, and red—whose disadvantages were becoming increasingly apparent, finally joined forces to fight the ghostly light to the death.

The three colors of light merged together, coalescing into an even more powerful beam, which then bombarded the ghostly light.

Suddenly, the entire screen began to shake violently.

Faced with such an offensive, Youmang finally stopped hiding.

Its color slowly changed from the bottom.

In the depths, the lights that it had once devoured reappeared one after another.

Even in the end, three beams of light—purple, blue, and red—appeared within it.

Every color can be found in the dim light.

This is the truly perfect posture.

Upon seeing the true form of the ghostly light, the allied forces composed of purple, cyan, and red rays froze.

The next instant, within the three-colored light, two figures turned and fled without hesitation.

Only the blue light remained in place.

It stared at the backs of the other two fleeing lights, filled with anger and disappointment.

But it was immediately engulfed by the surging, eerie light.

After devouring the cyan light, the dark light pressed on and caught up with the purple and red light as well.

Finally, only the ghostly light remained on the entire screen.

Within the seventh sphere of light, the ethereal light seemed to be making some kind of attempt.

It then separated the light it had absorbed from its body once again.

The various colors of light intertwined and slowly merged together.

In an instant, the entire scene became three-dimensional and began to extend into the infinite distance.

A dark space appeared.

At the center of the space stood a giant tree emitting a faint glow.

Looking at the world he had created, Youmang could no longer contain himself and began to wander back and forth within it.

Even through the sphere of light, Shiraki Shun could feel the joy and happiness in his heart.

Gradually, the ghostly light stopped its excited darting around and instead wandered aimlessly until it came to a standstill.

Everything was as if the pause button had been pressed.

Darkness used it as a backdrop, covering it with layers of dust.

This situation lasted for an unknown period of time.

Finally, the ghostly light moved once again.

Countless orbs of light appeared around it, then flew in all directions and disappeared from sight.

After watching the orbs of light depart, the ghostly light once again fell into slumber.

At this moment, Shiramu Jun arrived on the eighth sphere of light.

This also means that this pilgrimage route has come to an end.

Shiramu Shun raised his head and looked at the towering tree that appeared before him.

Beneath the tree canopy, a massive, jet-black throne floated.

On the throne, the god crossed his legs, the hem of his robe cascading down to the base.

She looked at Shiramu Jun and spoke calmly.

"You've arrived?"

I'm raising a god in Tokyo

Chapter 329 A Shrine Cannot Be Without Deities

The towering trees emitted dark, eerie light, supporting the entire space like pillars.

Shiraki Shun raised his head, looked at the god on the throne, and responded gently.

"I have arrived, Your Majesty."

His tone was very natural, as if he were not in the underworld, but in the main hall of a shrine.

For a moment, the deity was slightly taken aback.

This kind of conversation is like the greeting you receive when you return to the shrine every day.

Yes, it feels familiar, it feels gentle.

Wait, why am I thinking about these things again!

The goddess suddenly came to her senses, her small face hardening, and she spoke with utmost seriousness.

"So, living being, what are your thoughts?"

"Tell me, what is your answer?"

"Consider? Consider what?" Bai Mujun asked, somewhat confused.

"Hmph, you know perfectly well what I'm asking," the god said irritably.

"The reason you deliberately provoked me was to test where my bottom line really is, wasn't it?"

"Now that I have allowed you to come before me, my attitude is quite clear, isn't it?"

Her eyes were fixed on Shiramu Jun, her fingers lightly tapping the armrest of the throne, the crisp sound carrying far in the deep space.

"Beings, I ask you."

"Are you willing to follow me and continue to serve me?"

After speaking, the deity sat up and waited for Bai Mujun's reply.

Should we continue to serve the gods?

Upon hearing this, Shiraki Shun seemed to be deep in thought.

"Does the deity mean that he wishes me to remain in the Netherworld?"

"Yes, that's roughly the idea." The god's voice sounded slightly unnatural.

After all, she was the goddess of the underworld, and all other living beings had always been the ones to pray to her.

This was the first time she had made such a humble request since becoming the Goddess of the Underworld.

Of course, this doesn't include the time when my memories were sealed.

Did I not realize I was this nervous inside?

The deity asked, a hint of trepidation in his eyes.

"And what is your answer, living beings?"

Shiramu Jun sighed softly.

"I'm sorry, Your Majesty."

"You've said that so suddenly, it's hard for me to make a decision right now."

"Therefore, I would like to ask the deity a few questions."

"After hearing the divine being's answer, I will also give my reply."

Another question?

Upon hearing this word, the deity trembled reflexively and instinctively wanted to change the subject.

But she quickly realized that she had now regained the powers of the God of the Underworld.

No matter how tricky the question, she can answer it effortlessly.

With myself like this, what is there to be afraid of?

The deity nodded without hesitation.

"Okay, go ahead and ask."