Inuyasha: A Different Kind of Dog General

"You have no conscience..."

"You only know now..."

Although she was harsh in her words, her soft and fragrant body honestly shrank back into his arms, finding a more comfortable position, like a tired bird returning to its nest.

"but……"

Ru Ya's voice sounded a little lazy, with a hint of relief that everything had settled.

"After enduring the most difficult times, the Minister of the Imperial Household is now on the right track."

"Depending on the mentoring of the new by the old, and the help of those two girls Wenwen and Guo."

"Finally, I can take a breather. The government affairs of the Minister of the Imperial Household can now run on their own, and I don't have to do everything myself."

As she spoke, she suddenly raised her eyelids, with a hint of anger at the corners of her eyes, and gently poked Douya's chest with her fingertips.

"Speaking of which, since I resigned as the leader of the Wind and Thunder Wing Cavalry and assumed the position of Minister of the Imperial Household, the thing that has consumed my energy the most is not the tedious official duties..."

Ru Ya pouted her cherry lips slightly and glanced at him seductively.

"But..."

"I'll serve you... a nagging and heartless bastard!"

"Snapped!"

A crisp and intimate sound.

Douya's big hand patted her perky buttocks lightly.

Instead of being annoyed, he moved closer, his nose almost touching her earlobe which was stained light red.

The deep laughter carried a hot breath that brushed against her sensitive skin.

"You are the one without conscience..."

"Confusing right and wrong..."

"It's obviously...I'm the one who's 'serving' you..."

His voice was so low that every word seemed to carry a little hook.

"I toil day and night...exhausted all my energy...just to make you smile..."

"This means serving with all your strength and without asking for anything in return..."

"Isn't that enough effort? Even if there's no credit, there's still hard work, right?"

Two red clouds suddenly appeared on Ru Ya's cheeks and spread to her snow-white neck.

She tried to break free in shame and anger, but the iron arms held her tighter.

She could only bury her hot cheeks into his broad chest and groaned muffledly.

That voice was three parts annoyance and seven parts sweetness.

At the same time, in the depths of the underworld hell shrouded in eternal night and burning with the fire of karma.

A dramatic change that could shake the foundations of the underworld is brewing!

With the end of the war in the human world that swept across all states and killed millions.

Countless souls, filled with resentment, hatred and trembling, rushed into the gates of hell like a bursting dam of the Styx!

The ferry boat at Yomihirasaka was overwhelmed and capsized, and the water of the Sanzu River was dyed black with resentment.

The originally orderly cycle of judgment was now completely mired in stagnation and chaos.

The wails of the dead and the roar of the infernal fire intertwine in the lightless abyss, forming a soul-freezing symphony of despair.

This unprecedented soul tide finally forced the supreme beings who controlled life and death and judged yin and yang to...

The seven Yama Kings gathered in front of the round judgment table made of ancient cold iron and crystals of sin in the "Hall of Judgment of Right and Wrong"!

The Supreme Judge, the most powerful and strictest judge, King Yama—Shiki Eiji Yamasanadu, sits on the pitch-black throne that symbolizes absolute authority.

Her face, as tender as a young girl, was filled with a murderous aura as cold as the black ice of ten thousand years!

The small body exudes a vast pressure that makes all ghosts bow their heads and big monsters tremble.

The Rod of Repentance leaned against the throne, and the pure glass mirror inlaid on the top reflected the eerie ghostly aura flowing above the round table.

The other six, the Yama Kings who each ruled over the underworld of a certain state, sat down in order from left to right along the dark red round table engraved with countless sin patterns.

Illuminated by the dark green netherworld fire, their figures are sometimes majestic like a mountain, sometimes cold like a knife, sometimes compassionate but murderous... together they form a picture of the power of the underworld!

And in the center of the round table——

It's not a candle, nor is it a sacrifice!

A three-colored ball of light, only the size of a fist but emitting a terrifying aura that shook the entire Judgment Hall, was quietly suspended in mid-air!

On the surface of the light ball, the three colors of light, red, bright yellow, and dark blue, flow, blend, and collapse endlessly like living things!

Every change of color seems to tear the longitude and latitude of space and distort the flow of time!

A chaotic and ancient aura that is above Yama, as if it comes from the origin of the world.

And the will that embraces everything is like an invisible tide, filling and permeating every inch of the hall!

This is exactly the will of Hecatia Lapislazuli, the goddess of hell and the ruler of the underworld, who has descended here!

Shiki Yingji's voice was as cold as an icy spring hitting a rock, echoing in the dead silent Senluo Palace, instantly clearing away all the subtle noises.

"Today's discussion..."

On her young yet majestic face, the pure glass mirror reflected the endlessly flowing three-colored divine light in the center of the round table.

"The only problem is to build a new prison!"

"Your Majesty..."

“Speak freely!”

The moment the words fell, the invisible pressure in the hall suddenly doubled!

The six Yama Kings had different expressions, some frowning in thought, some looking at each other, and some unconsciously tapping their knuckles on the sin-patterned table.

After a brief silence, the argument erupted like a suppressed volcano!

"Lady Yingji!" A Yama King with a face as cold as a knife spoke first, and his voice was as loud as the clanging of metal.

"The flood of dead souls truly requires channeling! However, expanding the territory and establishing a new prison is not something that can be accomplished overnight. The required source of underworld energy, the foundation of reincarnation, the Judge of Death... all must be drawn from the Wuxian realm! If we are not careful, we could shake the foundations of the existing Eighteen Hells and trigger chaos between Yin and Yang!"

"That's wrong!" Another King Yama, whose temperament was compassionate but harbored a murderous aura, immediately retorted, with a soft light lingering on his fingertips that purified resentment.

"The souls of the dead are piling up, their resentment is soaring, and the flames of karma have already reached the source of the Three Paths River! If we continue to cling to the old ways, the Styx will flood back, eroding the living world! Then, the balance of yin and yang will be unbalanced, and sin will be rampant, leading to eternal damnation! A new prison must be established! No matter how difficult it is, we must overcome all obstacles!"

“How will new prison regulations be determined?”

“Are the penalty standards uniform?”

"How can soul energy be distributed fairly?"

"Who will be the new prison master?"

One after another, the Yama Kings spoke, their doubts were like a violent storm, and their worries were like icy sharp blades!

The focus of the debate quickly shifted from "whether to build it" to "how to build it safely"!

The solemn hall was filled with the clash of divine thoughts and the collision of authority!

Only Shiki Eihime sat upright on the pitch-black throne, the pure glass mirror calmly reflecting every speaker, her expression calm, as if she had already seen through everything.

Just as the debate was becoming increasingly heated and deadlocked—

Om-!

In the center of the round table, the sphere that eternally radiated red, yellow, and blue divine light shone brightly.

A vast, ancient, and all-embracing will, like an invisible tide, gently but irresistibly brushes through the minds of every Yama King!

All the arguments came to an abrupt end.

The eyes of the Yamas were involuntarily focused on the ball of light that symbolized the supreme will of the underworld.

I saw that the three-colored light no longer flowed disorderly, but began to blend and collapse in an orderly manner!

The crimson light, as hot and boiling as lava, symbolizes the tremendous power and supreme determination required to open up a new prison!

The bright yellow light, as thick and solid as the earth, indicates the solid reincarnation foundation and order laws that must be established in the new prison!

The dark blue light, as quiet and inclusive as the deep sea, foreshadows the vast souls and endless responsibilities that the new prison will bear!

The three colors finally merged perfectly into one, turning into a pure and flawless light that contained the power of creation - the primordial light of chaos!

The corners of Shiki Yingji's mouth finally curled up into an almost imperceptible arc.

She slowly stood up, the stick of repentance already in her hand, the light of the pure glass mirror and the primordial light of chaos complemented each other!

"The will of the goddess..."

Her voice was not loud, but it clearly penetrated every corner of the hall, carrying the absolute majesty of judging yin and yang.

"It has been revealed!"

"The establishment of a new prison..."

"It is imperative!"

Shiki Yingji's gaze swept across the round table, and that gaze was like a tangible command, which made all the Yama Kings feel a chill in their hearts.

"All doubts can be discussed in detail later."

"But this foundation of creation..."

She gently pointed the stick of repentance in her hand at the ball of primordial light of chaos.

"We shall join hands with the goddess to forge together!"

The stick of repentance in Shiki Yingji's hand and the ball of primordial light of chaos simultaneously burst out with brilliant brilliance that penetrated the underworld!

That light tore through the eternal darkness of Senluo Palace, heralding a new era of hell...

"Here—"

"Let's go!"