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Japan has a long history of possessing three sacred treasures that protect the nation: the Kusanagi Sword, the Yata no Kagami (Eight-Foot Mirror), and the Yasakani no Magatama (Eight-Foot Mirror). These three treasures are kept by the imperial family and are symbols of the divine right of kings.

Legend has it that Susanoo was banished from Takamagahara by Amaterasu to the Land of Izumo, where the most powerful monster in Japanese mythology, Yamata no Orochi, was rampaging. To save Kushinada-hime, a girl who was about to be sacrificed to Yamata no Orochi, Susanoo got Yamata no Orochi drunk with fine wine, thus taking the opportunity to kill it and pull a precious sword from its tail, namely the Kusanagi-no-Tsurugi.

As a sacred weapon, the Kusanagi Sword was always kept under strict guard in the Imperial Shrine, and its true form was only revealed during the annual sacrificial ceremony. Minamoto no Hiromasa and Minamoto no Yorimitsu could naturally distinguish the real from the fake, so when they saw the Yaksha take out the sword, they were immediately terrified.

To put it bluntly, these three divine artifacts are more important than Emperor T's life. If Emperor T dies, someone will immediately inherit his throne; if the artifacts are lost, the very foundation of the monarchy will be shaken. Moreover, if Yaksha can steal the sword, it proves that he can disregard the highest level of security in the entire capital and can take Emperor T's head at any time.

"Insolence!" Minamoto no Yorimitsu had no time to think. He had only one thought in mind: to kill the Yaksha on the spot and take back his sword.

"Take this!" Minamoto no Hiromasa had already rushed behind Yasha. He was shrouded in thick black mist, as if he had activated his Shadow Form. His long sword was sheathed, and he was about to use his sword-drawing technique. A jade flute of emerald green floated beside him, emitting a faint white light, like a crescent moon.

The Yaksha wielding the Ame-no-Murakumo sword also exuded a completely different aura; his once black hair had turned golden and was growing wildly. If Bai Lin were present, he would surely exclaim, "A Super Saiyan?"

On the other side, Bai Lin had already fought more than ten rounds with Yasha Ji. Every time their weapons clashed, the energy shockwaves were like thunder on dry land. Ordinary people would probably be killed by the aftershocks if they entered within twenty or thirty meters.

Yasha-hime's moves were extremely exquisite, her movements were incredibly agile, and she had the advantage of the length of her spear, so her attacks were continuous, raining down on Bai Lin.

Bai Lin, on the other hand, fought steadily, retreating and blocking at the same time. It wasn't that he lacked strength, but rather that he unexpectedly discovered that under the influence of the disordered elemental energy, his dynamic vision had been enhanced to an unbelievable level. He could actually see Yasha Hime's moves clearly.

Bai Lin's greatest wish was to find a mentor who could guide him to strengthen his abilities. Thus, in what was originally a deadly battlefield where every move was deadly and every spear could sever a soul, Bai Lin entered a rather peculiar state, which Taoists call "flow." He did not regard Yasha-hime as an opponent, but rather as a teacher demonstrating her moves to him, frantically absorbing the essence of her techniques.

If Yashahime knew Bai Lin's current state, she would probably be so angry that she would vomit blood on the spot. However, Bai Lin's defense was perfect, and he was neither arrogant nor impatient, and never acted rashly. Even if he was occasionally hit by the tip of her spear, the defensive power of the Chaotic Armor was enough to withstand it.

On the ground, Urabe no Suetake had already led his men to capture the city wall. Although he was impressed by the strength of Shiraki in the air battle, his primary objective was to support Minamoto no Yorimitsu. He roared and led his soldiers into the demon camp.

Yasha-hime ignored Urabe Sue-take, but suddenly, a dazzling golden light emanated from the front lines of the battlefield. A moment later, a five-colored ray of light illuminated the sky. Yasha-hime trembled slightly and actually stopped her attack, retreating more than ten meters.

"I'll let you go today, kid. I hope you live a long life so we can meet again next time!" Yasha-hime spoke in a human voice, which was surprisingly clear. Only then did Bai Lin realize that she was wearing a mask that was tightly attached to her skin, and that her appearance was not really as ugly as a demon.

Bai Lin was unwilling to let her go easily, but she came quickly and left quickly. He originally thought she was going to the front line to support the Ghost King, so Bai Lin had prepared the Shadow Chains to capture her halfway. But she actually headed in another direction, flashed into a streak of light, and disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye.

"WTF! Just leaving like that, how rude!" Bai Lin couldn't help but curse.

Despite the cursing, the battle continued. Bai Lin saw that the front line was quite lively and couldn't help but feel curious. He took off and used a phantom teleportation to return to the front line battlefield.

"Holy crap!" Bai Lin exclaimed in surprise upon seeing the battle situation at the front. The battlefield was littered with corpses, and the scene was extremely tragic. Of the more than 5,000 Central Army soldiers, less than half remained, along with a few scattered lads who had retreated to the outer perimeter of the battlefield. Meanwhile, in the center of the battlefield, several figures fought like shooting stars, creating a scene of chaos and devastation.

The golden-haired demon king Yasha was surrounded and was being attacked by Minamoto no Yorimitsu and Minamoto no Hiromasa without showing any fear. Watanabe no Tsuna, along with generals such as Sakata Kintoki and Usui Sadamitsu, were also in the peak state of "divine descent" and surrounded the two generals to support them.

The Yaksha held a long sword that shimmered with five-colored divine light. This divine light seemed to be able to naturally restrain the divine power of Minamoto no Yorimitsu and others. With just a light swing, no matter how fierce the sword energy that Minamoto no Yorimitsu swung was, it would be immediately annihilated and disappear without a trace. Instead, the Yaksha would be shaken sore in the arm by the impact.

Despite having an overwhelming numerical advantage, Yasha seemed to have the upper hand. He kept mocking Minamoto no Yorimitsu and the others, making them furious but helpless.

Bai Lin believes that the "divine descent" state of Minamoto no Yorimitsu and others is definitely not energy generated out of thin air. Think about it, as long as you believe in a certain god, the god will lend you his superhuman power. This kind of interaction between humans and gods that grants every request is obviously abnormal. If it were that simple, Japan would have 100,000 superhuman warriors ruling the earth long ago. There must be some unknown price to pay.

Bai Lin was well-read and knew that there were many legends about "relying on divine power" in the world. However, the most convincing one was the Western devil's bargain, where you ask the devil for power and the devil takes your soul. This was an equal exchange and conformed to the laws of the market.

Bai Lin suddenly thought of the scene of the battle at Liqiao a few days ago. At that time, Minamoto no Hiromasa and Watanabe no Tsuna obviously did not fight with all their might as they do today, and they were still very weak after the battle. So it seems that this kind of divine power can only be achieved by sacrificing some kind of original power of the human body, or it may simply be the burning of life force.

Looking at the battlefield, Yasha fought more and more fiercely, having forced Minamoto no Yorimitsu back with several consecutive sword strikes. Watanabe no Tsuna and others were all injured, and Usui Sadamitsu, who used the power of the wind god, had even fallen to the ground, his life hanging in the balance. Some unfamiliar generals also had broken arms and legs and were no longer able to fight. If this continued, once the divine power of Minamoto no Yorimitsu and the others dissipated, they would become fish on a chopping board.

"Eye of the Night!" Suddenly, Minamoto no Hiromasa roared, his dark figure leaping high into the air. He had just performed the sword-drawing technique more than ten times in a row, his hands were covered in blood and trembling incessantly, and he could no longer draw his sword. At this moment, his jade flute actually shattered into pieces under his spell. The white light in the jade flute flowed into his eyes like water, and a pressure was like a giant hand descending from the sky, slamming the Yaksha to the ground, rendering him unable to move.

"Raikage! Run!" Minamoto no Hiromasa gritted his teeth and spat out a few words. He knew that the Yaksha who possessed the Kusanagi sword was no longer someone they could deal with. The Eye of the Night was his ultimate move that he possessed the power of the moon god. He decided to sacrifice himself to create an opportunity for Minamoto no Raikage and the others to escape.

The next chapter is even more exciting: Chapter 310, The Eye of the Night. We look forward to your visit.