Under one person: I, Zhang Zhiwei, the arrogant Zhang.

The Grand Master looked at the imposing inner guards, his hand tightly gripping the Yata no Kagami! His eyes burned with a desperate madness.

The Yata no Kagami is one of the three sacred treasures passed down by the Japanese imperial family. It is a supreme treasure that gathers the entire national fortune of Japan and has been worshipped for thousands of years!
The reason why the Japanese imperial family has been able to maintain a firm grip on Shintoism is because of this Yata no Kagami (Eight-Span Mirror)!

Because the Yata no Kagami contains the divine power of Amaterasu, it is the natural nemesis of all spirits and ghosts, an insurmountable wall of sighs.

The main purpose of this object being enshrined in the Ise Grand Shrine is to suppress the eight million demons there and prevent them from causing trouble!
Moreover, it can also provide direct access to the divine realm of Takamagahara.

So what if those "Chinese demons and gods" in the sky are powerful? Could they possibly be stronger than the divine power of Amaterasu?! He didn't believe it! He absolutely refused to believe it!
Meanwhile, all the forces that were closely monitoring the battle were stunned by the earth-shattering scene before them.

They were initially marveling at the terror and eeriness of the Night Parade of One Hundred Demons, thinking it would be a fierce and brutal battle with evenly matched forces.

Unexpectedly, the situation took a sharp turn for the worse in an instant. The Tian Tong Church summoned thirty-six terrifying gods who swept away the arrogant army of ghosts like autumn leaves in the wind!

Judging from that scene, it wasn't a battle at all; it was clearly a one-sided, one-sided massacre!

The fifteen senior uncles of the Celestial Master's Mansion looked at each other, their expressions incredibly varied.

Their shock did not stem from how powerful their own Thirty-Six Thunder Gods would be.

As high-ranking officials of the Celestial Master's Mansion, they naturally knew the Thunder Department's troops inside and out.

What shocked them was that the Shinto High Priest, who had summoned the "Sixth Heaven Demon King" with such ferocity and even at the cost of sacrificing living people, could be so easily defeated!

"This...this is way too weak!"

Uncle-Master Zhang Yi couldn't help but complain, "Why use a sledgehammer to crack a nut! In my opinion, any one of the Thunder Generals could easily take care of that damned Sixth Heaven Demon King. That kid Zhiwei actually invited thirty-six of them! Isn't that a waste of talent? I feel sorry for the Thunder Generals!"

"What Sixth Heaven Demon King? Bullshit! These Japanese idiots just love to come up with random names. Didn't Zhiwei kill a karate god before? A mere fake martial artist can be called a god? Do they have some kind of god over there, like a god of cooking rice, a god of washing dishes, a god of frying, a god of urinating, and a god of pooping?!" Yi Qian couldn't help but sneer.

"There should be some, after all, Japan is said to have eight million gods, if we don't count these, we won't be able to make up the number!" Zhang Shoucheng said.

At this moment, Zhang Zhiwei, who was performing the ritual, couldn't resist saying, "Who said I killed him? Uncle, how can you talk nonsense? That so-called God of Karate was clearly killed by the 'National Preceptor'."

The senior disciples, of course, knew that the "national advisor" Zhang Zhiwei referred to was his inner demon, and couldn't help but roll their eyes. What's the difference between what your inner demon killed and what you killed?

Besides the senior martial brothers, those paying attention to the war situation included the foreign directors of the Municipal Council and spies from intelligence organizations such as Jianghu Xiaozhan.

The foreign directors of the Municipal Council were somewhat stunned and speechless, because there were just too many things that had exceeded their comprehension tonight.

When they saw the parade of a hundred demons, they felt it was the most terrifying sight in the world.
Then, the arrival of the Mighty Heavenly Soldiers made them realize that there was an even more powerful force.
Then, the appearance of the Sixth Demon King made them think that this was the ultimate manifestation of terror. He was simply a demon king from hell, and only the combined efforts of warriors could defeat him.

However, when those thirty-six figures, their bodies crackling with lightning and resembling Olympian gods descending to earth, appeared and easily killed the arrogant demon king and his minions, they completely lost the ability to think.

As for the spies from the Jianghu Inn, although they were all quite knowledgeable in this line of work, they had never seen such a scene before, not even once in a hundred years. The battle they had just witnessed had almost completely changed their understanding of supernatural beings, who were actually this strong.

Moreover, even now, the Little Celestial Master has not yet made a formal move, and his altar does not seem to have been fully deployed. Once he personally takes action and exerts his full power, who knows what kind of terrifying scene it will be?
Compared to their shock, the Shinto priests were pessimistic and desperate.

"Such powerful beings, thirty-six of them at once... what's the point of fighting?!"

Army General Matsui and Navy Admiral Prince Fushimi even considered fleeing.

There's no Tsukuyomi shrine protecting this place. If those thirty-six terrifying Chinese demons were to attack, how long could they hold out?
They even began to seriously doubt whether Tsukuyomi's shrine barrier could actually stop those guys in the sky.

They instinctively looked at the chief priest on the altar.

Seeing that the chief priest was still standing motionless on the altar, they couldn't just turn around and leave. They could only look at him anxiously, hoping that he could come up with some ideas at this moment.

Then, they saw the Grand Master slowly raise the heavy Yata no Kagami (Eight-Span Mirror) in his hand.

The back of the mirror was covered with mysterious and ancient patterns, seemingly containing the ultimate truths of the universe.

The front of the mirror was polished smooth and shiny, reflecting light so clearly that even individual strands of hair could be seen.

Seeing this mirror, Matsui and Prince Fushimi felt a sense of relief.

They were completely terrified by the divine power of the thirty-six thunder generals, and in their confusion, they even forgot that they still possessed the national treasure bestowed upon them by His Majesty the Emperor!

With the divine artifact Yata no Kagami, I should... be alright, right?

After all, the Yata no Kagami represents the divine body of Amaterasu Omikami, which contains Amaterasu Omikami's supreme divine power!
Even so, they still felt somewhat uneasy.

Then, the chief priest raised the Yata no Kagami and began to chant the incantation to activate the divine artifact in an ancient and solemn tone:
"Takamagahara is calling! Heavenly Iwato, open! With the divine mirror as our medium, reflect the true form of all things! Amaterasu Omikami, please unleash your divine power and banish these defiled heretics!!"

As he chanted, the ancient Yata Mirror began to emit a soft and warm golden light.

After reciting the incantation, the Grand Master suddenly flipped the mirror over and pointed it at the thirty-six thunder generals on the clouds!

In that instant, as the Shintoists looked at the Thirty-Six Thunder Generals, their lightning-like gazes also fell upon them.

"You audacious fiends! You command hordes of demons to wreak havoc on the human world, causing untold suffering! Such sins are intolerable to Heaven and Earth!" Among the thunder generals, Marshal Deng roared, his voice like rolling thunder, "Today, I will annihilate you, body and soul, and condemn you to eternal damnation!"

However, this thunderous shout sounded ethereal and distant to the people below, as if it were separated by thousands of mountains and rivers, far away in the sky.

Immediately afterwards, the lightning generals transformed into massive bolts of lightning, charging downwards with earth-shattering force!

Logically speaking, such a short distance should have been covered in an instant by the lightning generals' speed. But strangely, their figures, transformed into lightning, drew long trails in the air, yet they failed to reach the ground!
The priests were astonished when, in the next second, they were horrified to discover that the thirty-six thunder generals, who had come with such ferocity as if they were about to destroy everything, had vanished into thin air!

Only streaks of lingering electric sparks and echoes of angry shouts remained in the air, lingering for a long time.

"It...it's been taken in?!" Prince Fushimi and Matsui Iwane exchanged a glance, both seeing the ecstatic joy in each other's eyes. A divine artifact truly lives up to its name! It resolved the greatest crisis with a single move!

The Grand Master was not happy for long. He took a deep breath and looked down at the Yata no Kagami in his hand.

The mirror no longer reflects the real world, but presents a strange and sacred world.

Gao Tianyuan!
That is where the radiance of Amaterasu Omikami reaches, where there is no alternation of day and night, no withering or flourishing of the four seasons, only a constant warm light spreading across every inch of land.

Beneath my feet was a velvety soft grass, with dewdrops shimmering with tiny golden light. Stepping on it had a slight springiness, as if I were walking on clouds.

In the distance, a colossal pillar of heaven rises from the ground, piercing through the heavens and earth. Its shaft is engraved with ancient divine patterns, radiating a steady power.

The Tianzhian River flows from the sky, its waters as clear as crystal, its bottom covered with luminous celestial stones.

The riverbank is the flat and open Tiananhe Plain, the place where eight million gods gather.

This is the source of Shintoism's lineage, a world built and evolved by the power of belief of tens of millions of people.

In this world called Takamagahara, eight million gods each perform their duties and live in their respective positions.

The air here is clean and pure, without a speck of dust or any filth that can linger.

Time seems to stand still here; the gods are free from birth, aging, sickness, and death, and there is only eternal peace and tranquility.

But soon, this peace and tranquility that had lasted for millions of years was completely shattered.

Thirty-six uninvited guests appeared in the sky above this divine kingdom.

They were the Thirty-Six Generals of the Thunder Department who were forcibly dragged into this mirror world!

After entering the mirror world, the thirty-six thunder generals were not suppressed. Instead, they were like fish in the sea, and their power was tens of millions of times greater than it was in the outside world!
They were like thirty-six blazing suns that appeared out of nowhere, suspended in the sky above Takamagahara, showering this land with endless lightning!

"What kind of godforsaken place is this? A desolate illusion, a lewd shrine and wild worship. Today we will destroy the altar and the temple."

"Smash it, you bastard!"

Deng Tianjun roared!
"Boom!!!"

They unleashed devastating bolts of lightning!

Above the boundless green fields and high mountains of Takamagahara, countless bolts of lightning as thick as mountains, like world-destroying iron pestles, slammed down with terrifying spinning force!
With each bolt of lightning, the earth trembled and cracked! At the same time, countless blazing wildfires erupted, stirring up flames thousands of feet high.

The raging flames devoured the sacred forest and evaporated the clear river.

Looking into the mirror, the entire world of Takamagahara was ablaze.

Whether it was soil, rocks, grass, trees, or rivers, everything seemed to become fuel for the flames to burn.

Those gods who originally lived high above in Takamagahara were terrified by this sudden catastrophe and fled in all directions.

But in that dense storm of thunder that covered every inch of space, they had nowhere to escape and were all struck down and annihilated, turning into streaks of light and disappearing!

In the sky, thirty-six streaks of lightning intertwined, rapidly moving and attacking at a speed imperceptible to the naked eye.

They were moving too fast to see clearly; all that could be seen were streaks of lightning weaving together in the air to form a massive net of destruction.

Wherever it passed, violent explosions occurred! The bright lightning obscured all color and sound, leaving only the white light of destruction!
On the altar, the high priest of the Shinto sect stared blankly at the scene in the mirror, his eyes almost popping out of their sockets!
He used the Yata Mirror to pull the thirty-six lightning generals into the Shinto sect's lineage, intending to use his home-field advantage to suppress them.

But to everyone's surprise, these Taoist deities were actually this powerful!
That's Takamagahara! The abode of eight million gods! And yet... it couldn't stop these thirty-six demons?!

That's just alarmist.

He stared intently at the mirror, his eyes bloodshot: "We haven't lost yet... the gods... the gods haven't made a move yet..."

The world in the mirror has transformed into a hell of thunder and fire.

But in the heart of this hell, there still exists a pure land untouched by the flames of war.

A magnificent palace constructed of transparent crystal sits quietly in the very center of Takamagahara.

Inside the hall, Amaterasu Omikami, the most supreme deity in the entire Takamagahara and even the entire mythological system of Japan, sat enthroned on the eight-legged throne that symbolized supreme power.

She wore twelve layers of elaborate brocade robes, each layer with a different color and pattern, embroidered with golden divine silk patterns of the sun, moon, stars, and immortal birds.

Her face was shrouded in a divine light, making it difficult to see clearly. Only her eyes, like two small suns, gazed upon everything in Takamagahara.

How could she not sense the terrifying, world-destroying commotion in the world below?

"Who dares to trespass upon my divine realm and disturb the peace of heaven?"

A majestic, grand voice, devoid of any emotional fluctuation, slowly emanated from the divine throne, echoing throughout the entire Takamagahara.

"I am Amaterasu, the mother of all things, the source of all light. You heretical and evil gods have trespassed into the divine realm and slaughtered the gods; your crimes are unforgivable!"

As her voice faded, the light throughout Takamagahara seemed to intensify, as if responding to her anger. (End of Chapter)