I created the myth of the Great Old Ones.

The imposing government building collapsed with a crash, finally attracting the attention of most of the islanders. Panic, unease, and despair permeated the crowd. Most of the elderly and children were powerless to resist and didn't even know where to run.

Those who were still somewhat sensible began running towards the port, hoping to find one or two boats to go out to sea.

Many more simply stared blankly as the black mist spread, then died in agony and despair.

Faced with such a calamity that defies common sense, humanity has no power to resist.

Helpless, Lu Ban could only let Lyca's tentacles grab the mistress and the little girl, lift them up, and run towards the place where he would meet Amber.

The road was rugged, but Lu Ban was still much faster than the black mist. However, he hadn't run for long when he saw Amber coming towards him.

"I sense the presence of filth. Could there be filth here?"

Amber's hair was a little messy, and her expression was serious. She didn't look like the girl who would tease children at all; instead, she was filled with a sense of holiness and solemnity.

"The assassin has summoned the filth, and the purification fire of the Shima Taisha Shrine should be arriving soon. We need to leave."

Lu Ban explained simply.

Upon hearing this, Amber's eyes widened slightly, and she seemed to be saying something. She looked at the fearful mistress and the bewildered little girl.

"I can resist the filth, or at least slow its spread, so that I can save at least a few more people."

Her voice was soft, yet resolute.

"You could be in danger doing this."

Lu Ban knew very well that even a priestess candidate like Hongye could only barely resist the erosion of the unclean things for a period of time. Only the high priestess and the purifying fire could stop their advance.

A person like Amber would definitely fight to the very last moment, until all that filth and horror surrounds him.

From both his own perspective and the mission's perspective, Lu Ban could not allow such a situation to occur.

"My cultivation over the past ten years has been for this situation; I cannot run away."

"Because I am a priestess."

Amber stepped forward, and Lu Ban saw that the flame he had seen before rekindled in her amber eyes. Despite wearing plain, commoner's clothes, she was more holy than anyone else.

"Ok."

Lu Ban whistled, and Lyca immediately picked up the mistress and the little girl and ran towards the small boat on the beach, while he himself stood next to Amber.

"Then I'll go with you."

Amber opened her mouth as if to say something, but ultimately remained silent.

She probably knew that even if she rejected Lu Ban, he would definitely stay by her side.

Just as Lu Ban himself said, "You can always trust me."

Amber looked ahead, where dark clouds shrouded the sky and black mist spread rampantly. On this desolate island about to fall into darkness, a flame ignited in her eyes.

Chapter 350 The Divine Child of Pure Fire

Lu Ban had once seen the pure fire from the Hejima Grand Shrine. The pale flames could ignite even the air, and in the raging flames, even eternity would perish.

But he had never seen the purifying fire from an ordinary priestess.

It is said that only the shrine maiden of the Kazushima Taisha Shrine can control the sacred fire, a colorful flame that carries the wishes of the gods. Ordinary shrine maidens will only be burned to ashes before this flame.

However, in Amber's hands, a pale flame ignited.

The flame looked cold and indifferent, as merciless as the gaze cast down from a god.

Within the paleness, there was a rainbow-like luster; pure black surged, enveloping the paleness, only to be quickly obscured by the grayish-white. Countless colors were brewing within the flames, and no one could discern all of them.

"Purify the fire."

Lu Ban knew that seeing the flames meant that Amber's will had been made.

She will abandon the ordinary and simple life of a normal girl, go to the Wajima Shrine, compete for the highest position, become the chief priestess above all others, serve the gods for the rest of her life, protect Wajima, and never step out of the Wajima Shrine again.

Moreover, Lu Ban was quite certain that Amber could do it if she wanted to.

Because no priestess has ever been able to freely control the purifying fire before inheriting the position of the divine child; they can't even touch it.

But Amber, she really is the chosen one, possibly the strongest priestess besides the first high priestess.

The pale, mottled flames swept across Amber's skin, but instead of burning her, they flew towards the sky like a living thing, heading towards the location of the government office.

There, on the edge of the deep green pool, grow trees made of human flesh and bones. On the trees grow incomplete human heads with expressions of pain. Various monsters, insects, birds, and beasts made of human limbs move through the black mist. No living creature can endure such an environment. Even a normal person who only glances at it will doubt the reality of the world and eventually choose to commit suicide in madness.

A silent flame burst forth in the darkest, most foggy place.

Like a ray of light piercing the darkness, the flames spread rapidly, engulfing the green pond, the ground covered in fungal carpet, the twisted trees, and everything from the abyss.

Everything originates from the primordial flame that was born at the time of the world's creation.

All those cries of pain, that anger, that resentment, vanished with the flames.

Countless monsters emerged before Lu Ban.

Some of them were trying to escape the purifying fire behind them, while others wanted to kill all living things they saw. On the now empty island, they saw Lu Ban and Amber.

Lu Ban saw that Amber was muttering incantations.

It was a kind of familiar yet incomprehensible, song-like language.

In the myths and legends about shrine maidens that Lu Ban knew, the earliest shrine maidens danced and sang to please the gods. Therefore, the earliest shrine maidens used songs and dances as offerings and sacrifices to the gods.

Now, the amber looks like it's dancing.

She gently raised her right hand, as if picking up an invisible folding fan. With a gentle wave of the fan, a multicolored black flame engulfed the filth that tried to rush over.

A line of flames formed between the two people and the filth.

Lu Ban felt that he had overestimated himself.

Whether I am here or not, Amber will not be harmed in any way.

Furthermore, because Lu Ban was here, Amber couldn't directly use the Purifying Fire to cleanse the entire island; in fact, it actually hindered Amber's combat power.

At the heart of Changfeng Island, a thorough purification is underway.

Meanwhile, on the outskirts of Changfeng Island, the islanders who were lucky enough to board small boats and leave the island were paddling hard, trying to escape their homeland.

They saw their homeland shrouded in black clouds and then cleansed by flames that were a mixture of pale and pitch-black, and no one could feel anything.

In the face of such extraordinary power, mortals can only look up in awe.

Some people prostrated themselves in worship, reciting prayers to the witch; some went mad, laughing like never before; and some remained silent, their faces filled with melancholy and sorrow.

On the shore, on the beach shrouded in black mist, Lyca prepared to throw the mistress and the little girl into the small boat.

However, several filthy creatures stretched out their tentacles and wrapped themselves around the woman's ankle. The corrosive force quickly caused her foot to rot and she fell, losing her balance.

Leica was terrified of the black mist, and watched as the two people, one big and one small, were about to be swallowed up by it.

Just then, the woman, whose body had been mostly corrupted by filth and turned into something neither human nor ghost, suddenly unleashed a power she had never possessed before.

She used all her strength to throw her daughter out of the black mist that filled mortals with despair.

Lyca caught the little girl.

The little girl didn't see her mother's final expression; she didn't see the look in her eyes that was a mixture of relief and fear, terror and despair. Lyca didn't understand these human emotions.

It and the little girl boarded a small boat, and amidst the wailing and lamenting, the boat sped off towards the distant sea.

On the beach, colorful black flames engulfed the filth, dust to dust, ashes to ashes, and everything was shrouded in silence.

Seeing the crying little girl, Laika transformed back into a corgi and warmed the little girl's body, which had become cold from fear, with her own.

It called out twice toward the island, but received no response.

Just then, a clear and melodious bell rang out from the sky.

Everyone, regardless of their mood or state of mind before, looked up at the sound of the bell.

Looking up at the sky, a silver streak of light came from the direction of He Island and landed in the very center of the island.

An even more magnificent and dazzling flame ignited.

"It is the child of the gods!"

"Divine Child, please save us!"

"My God, please forgive my sins and redeem my soul."

The islanders knelt and kowtowed towards Changfeng Island, offering their piety and faith.

Just then, someone saw two figures in the flames.

One of them was tall and handsome.

In front of him stood a petite girl.

The girl's black hair fluttered in the wind, and a pale flame gathered in her amber eyes.

"The divine child has appeared!!!"

"Lord Son of God, Lord Son of God!"

"There's hope! We're saved..."

The ignorant islanders thought this was the chief priestess of the Kazushima Shrine, and their voices trembled even more as they submitted to this transcendent power.

Only Lu Ban knew that a young girl had vanished within the purifying fire.

From this moment on, she is Amber, the next high priestess of the Kazushima Shrine.

Chapter 351 The Most Supreme and Noble Body

"How could such filth appear so close to the shipping lane? What are the island magistrates usually doing? What? All the island magistrates are dead? Then it's alright."

A young and promising man complained, and someone next to him whispered a few words in his ear before he waved his hand and looked at the man and woman standing in front of him.

"My lady, it was our oversight that caused you to have to work so hard."

The man immediately put on a fawning smile and spoke to the woman who had changed into a red and white shrine maiden outfit.

"Now that we've come this far, I suppose some people won't have the guts to make another move."

"Woman," Amber said casually.