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A massive vermilion torii gate stands at the far end of the shrine, its lacquer still vibrant as blood after a thousand years.

Behind the torii gate, ancient stone steps spiral upwards, each step engraved with obscure divine inscriptions. The steps pierce through the dome of the shrine, reaching deep into the starry sky—where a majestic throne floats above the void, silently overlooking everything below.

Jue stood quietly before the stone steps, holding the Eight-Foot Jade Ornament in his hands.

In front of her—

A metal heart, its surface revealing an ancient gear structure, beats slowly to an invisible rhythm. With each contraction, fine gold dust seeps from the seams, like the blood of a god; a ceaseless mass of molten gold, the liquid metal constantly changing form in the void.

【The Heart of a Craftsman】 and 【Golden Marrow】 are divine treasures from the craftsmen of Tianjin Maro and Jinshan Bigushen, respectively.

The towering throne cast a massive shadow, completely enveloping Jue's figure. She tilted her head back, her hair fluttering in the wind that seemed to come from nowhere, and the shadow behind her stretched into a fragile, thin line on the ground, as if it might be crushed at any moment by the oppressive force cast down from above.

I do not know how long it has been--

Above the torii gate behind him, yellow-green fluorescent lights scattered and danced like fireflies.

Amidst the dazzling, chaotic light, Kamiyagawa's figure was rapidly outlined.

"You should take a break." Kamiya walked slowly to Satoru's side.

"The throne on Takamagahara was forged by the god Kinzan Biko." Satori looked up at the deep shadow in the vast starry sky, speaking to herself. As she spoke, ancient forging runes floated on the surface of the [Golden Marrow], each surge producing a long, resonant echo like the tolling of a bell. "With the help of the [Yasakani no Magatama], I can feel the surging power contained within the throne. This power does not come from Kinzan Biko; I think it is the power of Izanagi's laws that you mentioned."

"Hmm..." Kamiya nodded.

According to the information provided by Xu Fu, the power of law left behind by Izanagi is divided into two streams: one is engraved on Xu Fu, who guards the divine throne, and the other exists in the divine throne itself.

Although Xu Fu has perished, and the Eight-Span Magatama on his body has been taken by Kamiyagawa, the power of the old laws within the divine throne still exists, barely maintaining the Void Seal from completely collapsing in the short term.

"Kamiya, it's still the same as we discussed before..." Satoru withdrew his gaze from the starry sky, his golden eyes gleaming. "Your new laws may need to be created based on the old laws of Izanagi. The divine throne cannot be destroyed, otherwise the seal of the Ruins will also collapse. And to solidify the seal, an extremely powerful, extremely high-ranking divine power is needed to act on the divine throne..."

"So no matter what, I still have to sit on the throne of the gods, right?" Kamiyagawa's tone was calm and unperturbed.

Satori nodded slightly, handing over the Yasakani no Magatama: "But we are ultimately different from Abe no Seimei. The Yasakani no Magatama is now ours, and you possess legal authority similar to that of Izanagi. The moment you sit on the throne will be the best time for you to compose new laws."

Kamiya accepted the magatama.

The divine power emanating from the Great Lord of the Ninja Empire within him resonated once more with the ancient magatama, causing it to glow with a soft golden light. He gazed at this ancient artifact and slowly uttered his long-considered plan:

"The old laws of Izanagi sacrificed the supreme deity of demons and gods to ensure the stability of the Void Seal for a thousand years. The new laws I wish to compose will naturally avoid sacrificing myself... ascending the throne of gods and imprisoning myself... What do you think?"

It is necessary to utilize the supreme authority and status of the supreme deity to influence the divine throne in order to ensure the stability of the Guixu seal, while also preventing Kamiya River from sacrificing himself.

Therefore, the rules of the new law can only attempt a compromise, modifying the Izumo laws in a more moderate direction.

Kamiyagawa's ascension to the throne and eternal rest should also allow him to exercise his high-ranking authority over the throne.

However, in this way, the new law's effect on consolidating the seal will certainly be far less than that of the old law.

“It might buy you a seal for a decade or two to stabilize it.” Jue continued, his voice lowering involuntarily. “After that, you’ll have to break free of the shackles and leave the throne… Otherwise, the power of the law might begin to devour your divinity… And if you want to sit on the throne again, it might take an even longer time to recover.”

Her tone was full of uncertainty.

Recently, Kaku has discussed with Kamiya more than once what the new law should be like.

But she was ultimately just a divine craftswoman, and all she could do was try her best to influence the divine throne and the Yasakani no Magatama. In terms of composing new laws, her insights were not as good as those of Kamiyagawa himself, who possessed the divine status of Ōkuninushi.

"Twenty years... During this period, as long as a successor capable of succeeding the next ruler of the gods and spirits is cultivated, this new set of laws can operate for a relatively long time."

"Isn't twenty years a bit too short?"

“Izanagi of the past certainly wouldn’t have believed that mortals could become gods in just a few decades.” Kamiya’s tone remained calm. “But mortals are far more resilient than those old gods imagined… It has only taken me a little over five years to become the ruler of all gods and demons.”

"But……"

He seemed about to speak but then stopped.

Not everyone can be Kamiyagawa; not everyone can create miracles like him.
But there really is no better solution than this. The new set of laws currently being discussed is the best solution that the New Takamagahara Group can come up with.

Kamiyagawa's idea was indeed risky, but every step that Shin-Takamagahara is taking now is inherently risky—

Changing the old rules and composing new ones is inherently extremely dangerous, as there is no precedent to follow and it is full of uncertainty.

Even what Satoru is discussing with Kamiya River now is merely theoretical speculation based on the skills of the divine craftsman. Until the very last moment, no one can be certain what the outcome will be.

But if we follow the old, safe rules, sacrificing Kamiya in exchange for Izumo's thousand-year peace...

Jue certainly wouldn't want to see such an outcome.

“Oh, right. It’s not just about training the next leader of the demons and gods.” Kamiya suddenly added, “We also need to train the shamans who have deep ties with the future leader of the demons and gods.”

"From what you're saying, it seems like someone has already been chosen?"

……

"Xiao Kui—!"

The shouts from the Kanoya hermitage startled the wind chimes under the eaves.

She ran barefoot through the hallway of her home, the wooden floorboards creaking under her feet, and the file folder she was clutching scattered pages along the way.

Meanwhile, in the living room, Tsurumi Aoi was kneeling on the tatami mat.

The blade, gleaming coldly between her knees, was carefully coated with a special oil made by the blacksmith's wife. A small hand emerged from Aoi's sleeve and gently applied the blade.

"Sister?"

The sudden noise made Aoi stop maintaining her weapon.

"Something happened!"

The little deer slid down to her knees and pounced on the coffee table, the documents in her arms scattering in a clatter.

"I just received news from the countermeasures office that something terrible has happened! Weren't the strange occurrences in various places starting to subside? But just now, large-scale paranormal events have broken out simultaneously in various places, and strange monsters are suddenly appearing everywhere!"

The documents and reports that Xiao Lu brought back included shocking photos—

On the exterior wall of an office building, a human-faced sore with a diameter of over three meters is grinning wildly;
In an abandoned construction site, a windlass head with a neck made of rusty steel bars and a mouth as big as a cement mixer wanders around;

Lurking within the Shinkansen tunnels, the railway spiders that nest in the subway network...

There are hundreds or even thousands of witnesses to each paranormal event.

The world is in complete chaos. (End of Chapter)