He changed Tiwat

She was torn at the time—whether she could use some “drastic” methods to save her god, even if doing so would seem like “betraying” her god.

Therefore, she subtly sought advice from Gan Yu.

Gan Yu used the example of what one of her private secretaries did:

"Before doing this, I only asked myself two questions. First, should this be done? Second, can this be done? My answer was that it should be done, and it can be done. Since that's the case, what is there to regret?"

This is how Secretary Han, who secretly released the "Ninth Company" of the Fools in the Layered Rock Abyss, came into her sight.

This matter should be done, and this matter can be done.

Therefore, she has no regrets.

"This is the moment of annihilation!"

Shadow swung his final blade.

And the last "malaria tumor" disappeared without a trace under her knife.

The sacred cherry tree before her had transformed into a small tree about the height of a person.

Shadow sheathed his sword and turned to look at Han Fulai and the Divine Child: "'The miasma' has been completely exorcised. The Divine Cherry Tree seems to be 'regressing' along the timeline, which should mean that the time has come to 'rewrite history'... Hmm, what are you doing?"

In that fleeting glance as she turned around, she seemed to see the Divine Child and Han Fulai staring at each other.

Although the two looked away the moment she spoke, she still felt that something was off.

Are those two people hiding something from me?

Han Fulai coughed lightly and said, "The changes in the Divine Cherry Tree prove that it is regressing to its state before the Evil Star's pollution. It only needs one last step to complete the task."

He stepped forward, reached out his hand to the sapling, and silently recited the "Song of the Wind," summoning a band of time light to surround the tree.

"Please join me in imagining a future that includes the Divine Cherry Tree but not the Evil Sun's pollution. Let us observe this future and let our will change history."

Shadow and Divine Child did as instructed, touching the trunk of the Divine Cherry Tree with their hands and then closing their eyes.

The three people's wills converged, and the Divine Cherry Tree seemed to sense it, rustling and letting down cherry petals like pink snow.

After a long while, Han Fulai opened his eyes.

"Now is the time, Shadow."

"...The grass sings and forms a ring, and the filth is wiped away to prevent misfortune."

Cherry blossoms, glistening with dew, cleanse the deep pools.

Purple lightning ripped through the sky, and all evil spirits vanished.

May thunder purify the darkness, bringing eternal peace.

We were filled with awe and fear of divine might.

The cherry blossoms never fade, and the rice paddies shine forever.

In front of the bonfire at the "Five Songs Immortals Plaza", Ayato Kamisato clasped his hands together, holding up the "Etsu-no-Kami-Kariyama-Sai" (a type of grass) made of Narukami grass on his wrist, and led more than a thousand people around the plaza in reciting the prayer for the "Miyo Narukami-Kariyama-Sai".

This time, he took off his magnificent Fontaine-style overcoat and put on the ebony hat and hunting robe worn by the shrine's priests. In the eyes of the people, this was the image of the shrine's chief minister, the kind of person the Shinto clan, who had served the gods for generations, should have been.

But Kanoin Heizo and his cousin Kano Nana, who were also reciting prayers on the sidelines, knew best that the clothes were actually borrowed by Ayato from Narukami Taisha.

Previously, these kinds of ceremonies were presided over by Yae-no-gami or that "White Heron Princess." The head of the Kamisato family probably didn't serve as a "Priest" as many times as his sister did...

Therefore, Kanoin Doshin—no, now it should be called Kanoin Yoriki—was extremely curious: what exactly was it that forced the head of the Kamisato family, who hated traditional constraints the most, to temporarily add a ceremony and even personally preside over it?

In places unseen by Kanoin, tiny specks of "wisdom" flew towards Mount Kagemura, following the prayers of the people.

Chapter 259 A Hundred Dreams in an Instant, The Truth About Dreams [4k]

How long?

How long have she and Paimon been "drifting" in this strange "tunnel"?

Ying could not answer this question.

In this tunnel, time and space become blurred.

She was surrounded by countless fragmented images: trees withering and flourishing, oceans changing into fields, all within a single breath.

All she knew was that she had lost control of her body and could only drift along with time and space like a withered branch floating on a river, letting this invisible river carry her to an unknown destination.

Really bad.

Ying realized that she seemed to have underestimated the difficulty of "time travel".

She is a traveler who has traversed countless worlds and wormholes, and she and her brother have explored countless of them. She has a wealth of experience in "time travel".

From the beginning, she didn't think it was that difficult—even a "thoughtless slash" was something she could learn if she wanted to!

When Ying sent them out of the consciousness space, it seemed effortless, so she naturally assumed that as long as she could master the "One Slash Without Thought" and open up a spatial passage, she could also travel through the consciousness space as easily as Ying.

However, the reality is that she may be lost forever in this "time tunnel".

This is what they call "capsizing in a ditch," right?

If only I could regain my original power... Damn "Guardians of Heaven's Justice"...

"Ying! Wake up!"

Paimon's anxious voice reached her ears, but Ying was unable to respond.

Even Paimon's voice seemed to come from a very, very far place.

Could she die here?

A very ominous thought popped into Ying's head.

Normally, she would have quickly shaken her head and said "Ptooey, ptooey, ptooey," but now she couldn't even do that...

Just then, the "wish-granting mark" on her shoulder suddenly lit up, and tiny specks of light, like fireflies, merged into the mark, accompanied by a murmur that she couldn't hear clearly.

The sound was deep yet grand, like the organ of the West Wind Cathedral, each note filled with a sense of holiness.

At the same time, all the "fragments" around her transformed into the shape of shadows.

Each fragment depicts a battle between the shadow and the puppet general.

Countless shadows, shadows from different times, filled her field of vision.

She was suddenly able to move.

"Ying!" Paimon immediately threw himself into her arms.

Ying saw that the star-studded cloak behind Paimon cast long trails of light, as if recording the path they had taken.

Come to think of it, Paimon seems to be able to fly around in this place too... Damn it, he actually lost to "emergency food"!

Ying's pride couldn't accept it.

But she still patted Paimon's little head: "Hold on tight to me!"

"what?"

Before Paimon could speak, Ying unleashed her "Mist-Cutting Reflection".

The "time tunnel" suddenly opened, and then a huge suction force came, pulling Ying and Paimon out.

The tunnel's exit is in the air, so Fire and Paimon appear in free fall.

"Wow! It's so high!"

Paimon's cry was drawn out in the air.

"Hey, you can clearly fly by yourself!"

Even during free fall, Ying didn't forget to make sarcastic remarks.

"But being afraid is being afraid!"

Paimon buried his face in Ying's chest, not daring to look down at all.

Sigh, how could she have the misconception that Paimon is actually very powerful...

Ying reflected on her actions.

She certainly didn't have a "parachute" or anything like that... but that didn't stump the all-powerful traveler.

The wings of wind unfolded instantly, changing the free fall into gliding, allowing Ying and Paimon to land safely.

"Why? How... how could you come here again?" A slightly surprised voice came from behind, it was Lei Yingdian, whom we hadn't seen in a long time. "And... you all look exactly the same as you did back then..."

She looked at Ying and Paimon with very complicated expressions—like, well, the first time she realized that dumplings could be served with milk.

"Back then?" Ying scratched her head. "Haven't we been gone for a long time...?"

Another voice joined the conversation: "Seeing an old friend makes one miss them dearly."

Ying looked at the speaker with some surprise—that puppet general, actually "missing" them?!

No, no, it...it actually has feelings?

Is this still the puppet general who would kill people at the slightest provocation?

Ying felt her worldview had been shaken.

The puppet general, clad in white armor, ignored Ying's horrified expression and instead raised the naginata in his hand to Ying: "This reminds me of when the eternal laws were first established. Your will now is comparable to that time."

“In countless battles, you have never been defeated, nor have you hesitated in the slightest. Even when I presented you with all my eternal enemies, you did not waver.”

Shadow also raised his "Dream Heart" sword, paying homage to his opponent with his weapon, as if in a knightly duel.

"The will I bear is indestructible. And your ability to execute the rules so steadfastly is also worthy of respect."

“You are worthy of the name ‘Eternal Guardian’.”

The conversation between the two "Thunder Generals" surprisingly revealed a sense of mutual respect.

Paimon looked at Shadow and the Puppet General with suspicion: "Wait, wait a minute, you two... have you been fighting here the whole time?"

The puppet general glanced at Paimon: "Their return to this space is as if it were destiny. Let this final battle put an end to our five-hundred-year-old fate."

“…more than five hundred years!” Paimon gasped.

She and Ying had only been away from the consciousness space for seven days, but Ying and the puppet general had been fighting for more than five hundred years!

"A final battle?" Ying was taken aback.

In the five hundred years of battle, the puppet general had never said such a thing.

Their battles were a contest of wills; fighting was merely a means to prove their will to the other.

For five hundred years, the will of both sides has never wavered, so there is no such thing as a "decisive battle".

But the puppet general declared that this battle was a "decisive battle"...

The puppet general raised his naginata high.

Two “ominous star hands and eyes” rose from beneath her feet, lifting her into the air.

Then, a huge gap suddenly opened up in the space behind her, and a "Dark Eye" that was a hundred meters long suddenly appeared.

Under the gaze of the "Evil Eye," the puppet general vanished into the depths of the eye's pupil, and in her place appeared an enormous "Wild Soul" hand wielding a lightning-struck longsword.

“This is…” Shadow’s expression instantly turned solemn. “Step back, Firefly!”

Even without Ying's reminder, Ying could see the danger of this move.

During the simulated training of "Anti-Lightning General Special Training", she had seen this move - it was the strongest move of the Lightning General that the simulation device could simulate - the Lightning General's all-out "unthinking slash".

That was a strike capable of cleaving the demon god Orobas in two, creating the "Shadowless Blade Intersect," and leaving behind a thousand years of "lightning calamity"!

"Ultimately—eternal calamity—"

The voice of the puppet general emanated from the spatial rift.

Ying inexplicably sensed a hint of helplessness and pity in the general's voice—as if she hadn't wanted to wield this sword, but was bound by the "rules" and had no choice but to do so against her "eternal enemy"; or as if, in her view, all struggles were meaningless, because everything would eventually perish...

However, unlike the helplessness and compassion in her voice, her blade would only bring irreversible destruction.

The enormous longsword cleaved through space, and countless spiderweb-like cracks radiated outwards with the blade's light. Each crack contained the power to shred the demon god's body into pieces.

Dodging is pointless; a blade of light that can destroy space will not leave any blind spots for people to dodge.

Shadow's choice is to confront them head-on.

To counter "a single strike without thought" with "a single strike without thought".

Her eyes opened and closed, and lightning flashed within them.