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"Kill me...kill me!"

Xu Fu's roar echoed through the Ruins of Return, venting his pent-up pain and yearning for liberation over a millennium. His twisted white body finally revealed its true form, eroded by a thousand years of decay. The phantom coiled on the dark stone seat churned violently, its surging divine essence transforming into countless chains of law, binding it firmly to the stone seat. Each struggle stirred up terrifying turbulence in the void.

"kill me!"

The next second, Xu Fu's body twisted and deformed again, turning into a phantom flesh pillar that emitted delirious words and rose into the air, then slammed down straight towards the spot where Kamiya River was standing!

Kamiya understood perfectly.

What Xu Fu launched was not an attack, but rather...

Another form of distress call.

He is praying for deliverance.

"I understand."

Sa!
Without the slightest hesitation, Kamiyagawa's twin swords pierced through the air!

Two sword lights intersected to form a cross, drawing a perfect trajectory in the void, while the blade light pressed out like two crescent moons!

For a moment, time seemed to stand still.

Futsu-no-Mitama is wreathed in violent five-colored lightning, each bolt of lightning containing the ultimate destructive power of the "God of Thunder and Swords," melting even the void of darkness in its wake; Ame-no-O-Habaki flows with indigo and gilded brilliance, overturning heaven and earth, the power of the "God of Civilization and Law" manifesting on the blade as a sharp and mighty force capable of severing destiny.

The distorted phantom that Xu Fu had transformed into neither dodged nor yielded, calmly facing this god-slaying attack.

The lightning from Futsu-no-Mitama struck His mutated body first. The twisted phantom collapsed like a sand tower, and the vertically cleaved surface spewed out tar-like filth, which dissipated into the air, emitting a sharp wail before evaporating completely.

Following closely behind, the sword light caused the blood-red chains that had bound them for thousands of years to groan in despair, eventually melting into a rain of blood.

The chaotic and noisy murmurs of death prayers ceased at that moment.

"Uuuuuu——"

The ancient god projections around them wailed and fled in terror, away from the god-slaying turbulence centered on the Kamiya River.

Xu Fu's enormous body began to collapse, and countless impurities eroded by the Ruins of Return peeled away like the receding tide, eventually coalescing into an ancient and pure blue jade.

With just one glance, Kamiyagawa knew the true nature of this magatama.

【Yasakani no Magatama】

One of the three most famous sacred treasures in the mythology of Izumo.

Presumably, Izanagi used the power of this magatama to inscribe the laws upon Kaguya.

The ancient-looking magatama slowly fell from the sky and was finally caught by Kamiyagawa with his palm raised.

The moment the magatama touched his hand, Kamiya River also touched upon Xu Fu's long life—

Seeking immortality and eternal life through a decades-long obsession;
A desperate gamble on Takamagahara, where a mortal tries to gain godhood;
The excruciating pain of being devoured by the law from the depths of the Ruins;
And at this moment... the relief of finally being free.

"The newly born Lord of Izumo..."

Xu Fu's last whisper came with the warmth of the jade: "Hehe... What a commotion... Guixu is indeed the territory of Huangquan. Now that the Eight-Foot Jade has changed hands, the power of Huangquan will definitely try to retaliate and erode the divine throne left here."

"The throne still holds half of Izanagi's power of law... What you want to do, rewrite the law... There's still time, but not much..."

Kamiya River still has time.

Just as when Ashiya Dōman rebelled against Izumo, Abe no Seimei, who was appointed to the position in a time of crisis, still had time to clean up the mess.

Although Kamiya took away the Yasakani no Magatama, the essence of law engraved in Xu Fu's body, he still had some time to complete his unfinished business.

But as Xu Fu said, he didn't have much time left.

Kamiyagawa must write his own Izumo laws before the power of Yomi completely destroys the throne in the ruins.

"Ashiya Dōman... When he rebelled against Takamagahara, Dōman already possessed the power of both gods and demons... However, he entered the underworld and willingly accepted the power of Izanami, thus making it impossible for him to ascend to the throne... But I think, if you can defeat Dōman, you might increase your chances of writing a new law..."

Xu Fu's final advice was fragmented.

Kamiya listened quietly, his fingertips caressing the warm, smooth Yasakani no Magatama. The warmth of the magatama resonated with the power of "civilization and law" within him.

"Heaven is ruthless, showing no favoritism; all things are treated like straw dogs, left to live and die on their own..." Xu Fu's voice faded into the distance. "It seems even heaven and earth have an end... My fervent pursuit of immortality is ultimately just... foolish and delusional talk..."

Kamiya saw Xu Fu's last lingering image flicker beneath the towering throne—

It was no longer a distorted divine form, but a weary, hunched old man, like a mortal on the verge of death.

However, he was no longer bound by any shackles or restraints, and his eyes shone with an unprecedented clarity.

"Lord of Izumo... convey my message to Tatsuo... tell my disciple... I am grateful... for the death you have brought..."

As soon as the words were spoken, the blurry afterimage vanished like morning mist.

Kamiya put away the Yasakani no Magatama and silently bowed slightly in the direction where Xu Fu had disappeared.

Then, he saw the projections of the old gods, who had just been deterred and forced back, gather again like a school of fish. They wandered and lingered in the darkness. This time, their covetousness for the throne, their restless desire, grew even stronger.

Kamiya had already tried it before—

Even if these enormous phantoms are destroyed, an identical new projection will quickly be generated in the ruins.

Therefore, there is really no need to waste time with them here.

"Ashiya Dōman... this meeting with you is the final battle, isn't it?"

With these thoughts in mind, Kamiya Kawa turned and vanished into the boundless darkness of the Void...

……

The dark side of the moon.

The lacquered wooden box that Jue was holding tightly suddenly trembled violently, as hot as a branding iron, and the patterns on the lid burst out with dazzling golden light.

"coming!"

Ignoring the scorching heat emanating from her chest, she lifted the lid of the box without hesitation.

The spatial rift on the moon's surface tore open once more, revealing a black haori with gold patterns, and Kamiya River stepped back onto the moon's surface in the mortal world.

As he returned, the spatial rift behind him closed silently, as if closing its eyes, and vanished without a trace.

"My Lord..." "Master..." "Family member pfft..."

The Takamagahara demons, who had been waiting for a long time, swarmed around like a tide.

The petite Princess Kaguya, who was originally holding the Hourai Jade Branch and standing on tiptoe looking around, was unexpectedly pushed to the front by the crowd.

Stumbling and staggering, Kaguya finally arrived in front of Kamiya. She looked him up and down, then carefully tugged at his robes to examine him closely.

Thankfully, I didn't get hurt like last time.

After confirming that Kamiya was unharmed, Kaguya breathed a sigh of relief: "Kamiya, the power that surged across the moon just now was terrifying! If Baku hadn't been here, the entire moon would have been destroyed..."

"Yeah, well done."

Kamiya River, as if stroking Inugami's head as usual, raised his hand and ruffled Kaguya's soft white hair.

The air around them still held terrifying turbulent spiritual energy, but thanks to the Kamiya Group's thorough preparations, there was no major problem.

The seal on the Ruins in the dark remains firmly in place, though Kamiyagawa can sense it...

The power that sealed the ruins was slowly dissipating.

After briefly calming Kaguya, who was still somewhat shaken, Kamiya looked around and finally fixed his gaze on a figure.

"Tatsuo..." he started.

Kamiya's voice silenced the restless crowd. The medicine seller slowly walked through the automatically parting spirits, his blue robes fluttering slightly in the moonlight. His lips, painted with purple, opened and closed several times, finally managing to utter only, "My master..."

"Feel sorry."

Silence spread between the two.

The medicine seller slowly raised his right hand and placed it on Kamiya's shoulder. He closed his eyes, as if listening to something: "Master... he's no longer in pain, is he?"

"……Um."

The medicine seller's eye twitched, and his face, always covered in thick makeup, now revealed genuine vulnerability and sorrow. He loosened his grip, his voice as soft as a dream: "Mmm...mmm...I heard it, Kamiya...Master said, thank you...thank you..."

After saying this, the medicine seller said nothing more and turned to walk out of the crowd.

In fact, he had already foreseen the outcome when he learned that his master was trapped in the ruins.

For the master, liberation... is probably the most dignified and best ending.

Even so, he still needs time to accept and process all of this.

Xu Fu led three thousand boys eastward, seeking immortality and achieving considerable success, but in the end, only Chen Fu remained.

Watching the medicine seller, carrying a heavy medicine box, walk aimlessly into the distance, Kamiya nods slightly to the side beside him.

The old woman selling her feet, who was very good at guessing what her superiors wanted, immediately understood and followed him out. The slow-witted candle-making monk, Xiaoqing, was stunned for a moment before he also realized what was going on. He put his hands together, nodded to the deity, and strode after the medicine seller.

Finally, Hoshiguma Doji and Kinkuma Doji exchanged a glance and silently followed the craftsmen, keeping their distance.

Satori, who was also a craftsman in Takamagahara and had a good working relationship with the medicine seller, originally wanted to go out with him, but after seeing Kamiyagawa's expression, she hesitated and stopped a little.

The core members of the Kamiya Group have indeed developed an extraordinary tacit understanding.

The chief craftsman of Takamagahara had just stopped when he heard Kamiya sigh softly and then speak in a deep voice: "Satori, we have another important task to undertake." (End of Chapter)