Supernatural/Anime Crossover: Where Did My Romantic Comedy Go?

Immediately afterwards, the earth shook violently!

The purple light enveloped the mortal world, but in just a moment, it completely dimmed and disappeared without a trace.

The entrance to the underworld has been severed!

Volume 1: Chapter 206 (4K) Could it be possible to gather three Blue-Eyes White Dragons?

Rumble!

The earth is shaking and the mountains are shaking.

Just like when the burning mountain ceremony officially began, the riots of the Yellow Springs and the seal caused the mountain to tremble.

This time, however, it was more than just a tremor.

Misaki Mei wasn't paying attention and twisted her ankle, falling to the ground.

Asahi Yoshino quickly helped her up.

But she herself wasn't much better, and couldn't even stand up straight.

He could only stabilize himself by forcefully plunging the Murasame into the stone slab and gripping it tightly, using this spiritual sword that had accompanied the Asabu family for four hundred years as a support.

However, compared to such trivial matters, Yoshino Asatake was more concerned about something else.

As soon as she regained her footing, she couldn't wait to look up and gaze into the distance.

Then his eyes widened.

Misaki Mei's reaction was almost identical to hers.

Since entering Daimyo Village, the events that have occurred have been impacting the worldviews of the two girls who have little contact with the outside world.

The Kurokawa family has a bloody and brutal secret technique passed down for a century.

Kurokawa Kiritsuki, disguised as Kurokawa Ritsuki, wants to take all the blame for her sister's mistakes upon herself.

The entrance to the underworld, suppressed beneath Daiyu Village.

Yato-gami, who regained his physical body through the Seven Luminaries Yomi Festival and was truly resurrected in this era.

There was also the earth-shattering sword strike unleashed by the celestial shrine maiden, who had gathered the spiritual power of shrine maidens throughout the ages.

However, none of these things could compare to the shock that the current scene gave them.

Because the earth cracked open.

Literally, it means to split open.

The mountains and forests were completely destroyed by a single sword strike.

The bottomless ravine stretched out from the bottom of the cliff all the way forward, with no end in sight.

From their perspective, it looked as if a god had wielded a sword, cleaving the continuous green mountains in two.

And that is indeed the case.

The raging floodwaters, which seemed poised to engulf the entire downstream area, were forced to halt their advance due to the collapse of the landslide dam.

The Kurokawa River, which had been flowing for a thousand years without ceasing, was completely dammed.

Rolling rocks crashed into the turbulent water, splashing up large sprays of water.

Then, swept away by the torrent, they all plunged into the bottomless abyss.

It formed a magnificent waterfall.

The night sky was clearer than ever before, as if the previous bloodshed was just a dream for the two of them.

The stars reappeared, and a crescent moon hung above the clouds.

Although very faint and inconspicuous, it still shines its light upon the scarred earth.

Asatake Yoshino knew very well that it was the night sky of the present world.

In other words, not only this land, but even the heavens of the mortal world were cleaved open.

"finished……"

Misaki Mei stood there dumbfounded, gripping Asagi Yoshino's shoulders tightly with both hands, her face full of disbelief.

To be honest, she really doubted that it was all a dream.

There was never any mention of returning to the village ten years later.

There are no secrets of the Kurokawa family, no Yato-gami, no gods; it's all just the dream of a high school girl who is about to die in a mudslide.

"It should be over by now..."

Asatake Yoshino wasn't entirely sure either.

Subconsciously, he glanced towards Kujo Toru, wanting to see how the god was doing.

call.

He let out a long breath.

Clean particles drifted from Toru Kujo's body.

The magnificent white hunting robe on his body ignited with illusory flames, which disappeared completely in a short while.

The Soubu High School uniform reappeared on him.

Clang.

A crisp sword rang out, and the Ama-Kusama was cleanly and neatly sheathed back into its sheath.

There wasn't a single drop of spiritual energy left in his body.

In order to end the battle quickly, he activated the great technique taught to him by Yotsuki the moment he activated the Ninety-Nine Weapons, Mirror Flower Water Moon.

The process of refining the false into the true blurs the line between illusion and reality, allowing one to arbitrarily shape the world according to their own mental imagery.

It is an absolute and terrifying technique capable of overturning all others.

But that was in the hands of the original owner of the Moonlit Night.

Even with the Moon Rabbit's ninety-nine weapon forms activated and its significant boost to spiritual power and spells, he could only manage to overlay a virtual world onto reality.

That is, the original form of this technique.

However, although he is not the real Tsukiyomi, Yato-gami is not the Ama-Kurakumo controlled by the shrine maiden Tsubaki.

Although it was quickly discovered, Ama no Kusanagi's sword had already arrived.

Then Yato-gami was used as a speed bump by this domineering sword and run over.

This demonic sword, which itself represented the underworld, also sealed off the entrance to the underworld.

The matter of Daimura is finally over.

Kujo Toru looked up at the night sky, squinted, and then glanced at Ama-no-Kuramo, who was lying peacefully in her scabbard, showing no trace of her previous ferocious appearance.

That sword strike wasn't even a proper Dragon Break, nor was it a powerful strike from the Purification Divine Path School; it was just a simple swing of the sword.

At most, they used the technique of iaido.

After passing through Tsukiyo's hands and being fused with the Holy Bone Sword, the power of this demonic sword exceeded his expectations.

Let's not use it unless absolutely necessary in the future.

He is far from being able to wield this newly born, all-powerful sword with ease.

"Lord Kujo, is everything over?"

Asahi Yoshino's anxious voice rang in my ears.

With the complete defeat of Yato-gami, the cat ears on her head have disappeared.

Her silvery-white hair fell smoothly down, tied behind her head with a butterfly.

At this moment, looking at the obviously weak Kujo Toru with a worried expression, he respectfully held the sacred sword in his hands and handed it back to him.

"Yes, it's over."

Kujo Toru nodded, reached out and took the Kuji Mijima Kanesada, then tucked it back into his waistband.

Then, under the questioning gaze of Asagi Yoshino, she stood still, seemingly waiting for something.

However, Kujo Tetsu didn't say anything, and she didn't ask. She just stood quietly behind him.

Five minutes passed during this wait.

Only when thick white mist began to emerge from the collapsed forest in the distance and was rapidly spreading towards them did Kujo Toru let out a soft sigh.

The noble person did not appear when he had exhausted his spiritual power.

It seems they have truly given up on Yatogami completely.

Without hesitation, he turned around and walked down the mountain.

He greeted the two of them:

"Let's go, Changshi is about to disappear, we need to get out of here quickly."

Without the filth of Yato-gami and the support of Yomi, this world, like Kurokawa Kirizuki, has completely lost its foundation for existence.

If one cannot leave in time, one will be lost in the gap between the mortal world and the present world.

This is what is known as the intermediate state between the barbarians.

Some beings with deep obsessions or strong spiritual power may linger there briefly after death.

Until the four souls dissipated and they completely fell into the Yellow Springs.

If one mistakenly enters the intermediate state (bardo), setting aside the dangers, it becomes very difficult to return to the present world or the ordinary world.

At least nine of them won't do.

As a shrine maiden, Asahi Yoshino knew this common knowledge, and her expression immediately turned serious.

He quickly grabbed Misaki Mei, who had some difficulty moving, and followed closely behind Kujo Toru, rushing down the mountain.

A thick cloud of white mist suddenly appeared in the tranquil mountain forest.

The fog rolled in.

Immediately afterwards, a boy carrying a hiking backpack and wearing a school uniform walked out.

Behind them followed two slender, graceful figures.

"We...we're back already?"

Looking around at the scenery, Misaki Mei was astonished to find that the scene before him had changed drastically.

In the darkness, the landslide dammed lake, which should have collapsed completely, remained standing there, with the mountain wind blowing and creating ripples.

The green mountains are reflected in the lake, along with a sky full of stars.

The mountains and forests were lush and green, and the chirping of insects was more pleasant than ever before.

Everything was peaceful and serene, bearing no resemblance to the utterly devastated state of the world beyond.

She was following Kujo Tetsu down the mountain, crossing the collapsed torii gate, when she was suddenly swallowed by the white mist that appeared, and could only hold tightly to the arm of the girl beside her.

After walking for a short while, we arrived at this place that was both familiar and unfamiliar.

This bizarre experience made her even more suspicious that tonight was all a dream.

I couldn't help but pinch my face hard, and the pain was real.

"Ah."

Asahi nods vigorously.

Finally freed from the mundane world, the curse that had plagued the direct descendants of the Chaowu family for four hundred years vanished, bringing her an unprecedented sense of ease.

It opened its arms towards the landslide-dammed lake, as if embracing the world.

Her toned abdomen was suddenly partially exposed below the hem of her clothes, which were taut at the chest.

I closed my eyes and felt the gentle breeze blowing through my hair.

Enjoy the beauty of this moment.

The boy beside her, in particular, brought her immense peace of mind.