Ise Grand Shrine.
The most sacred site of Shintoism in Japan is the Supre Shrine, which enshrines Amaterasu Omikami.
Normally, this place is filled with ancient trees and is solemn and dignified. Except for certain priests and mbers of the royal family, outsiders are strictly prohibited from setting foot here.
But now, this ancient temple, which has stood for a thousand years, is shrouded in a thick, blood-red barrier.
The golden torrent of life flowing continuously from Tokyo is frantically pouring into the depths of the shrine through the vortex at the top of the barrier.
Outside the shrine, countless priests dressed in hunting robes and fully ard Kujo family assassins stood in dense formation.
"Whoosh—!"
A sharp, piercing sound suddenly rang out.
Caesar's black figure appeared above the gates of the temple with overwhelming power.
"Who goes there?!"
"How dare you trespass into the forbidden area of the Divine Palace!"
The guards below reacted, and several high-ranking priests on guard shouted sternly.
All they received in response was Caesar's indifferent gaze and the relentless, unabated charge.
Zhou Huai was too lazy to waste any words.
A thought suddenly occurred to him.
A jet-black chain, covered in eerie runes, appeared out of thin air in Caesar's hand.
It was the mysterious chain that Karen had given him, the one that had been used to seal the pendulum of life.
"Smash it!"
Without any fancy moves, Caesar bulged his arm muscles, swung the chain in a wide arc, and lashed it down hard at the thick golden barrier below!
Waaah—!
The black chains left a chilling black afterimage in the air, and a black lightning bolt struck the golden eggshell.
There was no earth-shattering explosion.
There was only one crisp, heart-stopping cracking sound.
"Snap!"
The array barrier, strong enough to withstand the impact of a nuclear explosion, was struck by the hamr the mont it ca into contact with the black chains.
Countless cracks spread wildly in all directions from the point of impact.
In less than a second.
boom--!!!
The layers upon layers of array barriers collapsed, turning into countless golden fragnts, like a poignant rain of light.
"Enemy attack!!!"
"Baka! The formation is broken?!"
"Quickly! Protect the shrine! Protect the ceremony!"
As the barrier shattered, chaos erupted inside the original shrine.
Countless priests dressed in white hunting robes and Kujo family assassins in black tight-fitting combat suits surged out of the various palaces like a swarm of startled ants.
Ard with magical weapons and sharp blades, their faces filled with fanaticism and determination, they charged recklessly towards the invaders in the sky.
This is Kujo Hiroji's last line of defense and the core area of the resurrection ceremony.
The security forces here far exceed what outsiders imagine.
Looking around, there was a dense crowd of people, and there were no fewer than several thousand auras that had reached the level of high-level professionals.
Several high priests dressed in red robes, exuding the terrifying pressure of S-rank powerhouses, chanted incantations, preparing to jointly unleash a forbidden technique.
"Intruders! Blasphers, you deserve to die!"
An S-rank high priest glared angrily, swung his halberd fiercely, and a thick white beam of light shot straight into the sky, attempting to blast Caesar to death.
However, Caesar didn't even lift an eyelid.
"A bunch of ants."
"Clear the area."
As his cold command was given.
Two figures, who had been poised to strike, plumted like teorites, crashing heavily into the surging crowd.
A deep, magnetic shout rang out clearly across the noisy battlefield.
Imdiately afterwards, a dazzling blue bolt of lightning exploded in the densest part of the crowd!
Yasuo moved like lightning, his longsword already becoming a blur that was impossible to catch with the naked eye.
【Thousands of «N.o.v.e.l.i.g.h.t» Thunders from Heaven】!
Rumble—!
High in the sky, thunderclouds suddenly gathered.
Countless thick pillars of lightning, like divine punishnt, poured down, turning an area within a thousand ters into a pool of lightning lava.
Those warriors and priests who charged at the forefront didn't even have ti to scream before they were turned into charred remains by the violent power of the thunder.
Yasuo treads on lightning, his figure weaving through the crowd, each swing of his sword accompanied by a crescent-shaped bolt of lightning.
Wherever the sword energy passed, severed limbs flew everywhere, and flesh and blood turned into mud.
The S-rank high priest who had just launched the attack hadn't even had ti to retract his staff when he felt a chill on his neck.
My gaze shifted.
He saw his headless corpse, gushing blood, slowly collapsing.
On the other side of the battlefield, however, lay an even more terrifying scene.
The once bright daylight turned eerily dark in that area.
Moriah, an elegant nobleman, hovered quietly in the low sky, his pale fingers moving gently.
【Eternal Night Realm】!
The black mist spread rapidly outwards from him, swallowing up all the light.
In that pitch-black mist, countless scarlet eyes lit up.
Those were the shadow assassins he summoned, and the "shadows" he resurrected.
"Ah! What is this?!"
"My shadow! My shadow is biting !"
"Help! I can't see... Ugh!"
Desperate screams echoed throughout the room.
Although Moria's fighting style wasn't as grand as Yasuo's, it was just as efficient.
He was a ruthless reaper, leaving behind only withered corpses and aimless wandering spirits wherever he went.
Under the overwhelming force of two SS-class combatants, the defenses of Ise Grand Shrine were as fragile as paper.
Without an SS-level expert to oversee things, no matter how many people there are, it's just suicide.
Zhou Huai ignored the massacre below.
His only task was to find the entrance.
"Go, my children."
Caesar spread his arms wide, his black cloak billowing behind him.
Buzzing—
Countless tiny, transparent "information insects," as small as dust particles, sward out of the insect nest space, transforming into an invisible cloud that rapidly perated every corner of the divine palace.
They burrowed into the ground cracks, climbed over the roof beams, and passed through the barrier, transmitting all the information within the divine palace back to Zhou Huai's mind in real ti.
The main hall... is empty.
The side hall... was empty.
The treasure vault... is still empty.
Zhou Huai frowned slightly.
That intense sense of unease grew stronger over ti.
He could feel that his body was rapidly weakening, and that brief period of "last gasp" was like a candle about to burn out.
"Where is it? Where is it?!"
Zhou Huai forcibly suppressed his anxiety and concentrated all his ntal energy on controlling the information insect.
Sudden.
A ssage insect that had burrowed into the deepest part of the shrine, beneath an inconspicuous ancient shrine, transmitted a strange fluctuation back.
The space there is extrely unstable.
Moreover, the final destination of that golden torrent of life that converged from all over the country seed to be there!
"Found it!"
A glint of light flashed in Caesar's eyes.
Without further hesitation, he manipulated the Beetle Throne, transforming it into a black streak of light that smashed through several palaces along its path, heading straight for the ancient shrine.
The remaining clones arrived simultaneously, following closely behind.
The shrine is located at the deepest part of the shrine complex, surrounded by a dense forest of ancient cedar trees, making it exceptionally tranquil.
But at this mont, the place is filled with a suffocating sense of oppression.
The shrine's gate was tightly closed, and it was covered with countless sealing talismans.
In front of the shrine stood an old man with a withered face, dressed in a black and gold hunting robe.
He was leaning on a cane, his eyes were cloudy, and he looked frail.
But the mont Caesar and his two companions arrived, the old man suddenly raised his head, and an aura belonging to the top S-class erupted!
"This is forbidden territory! Unauthorized entry will be..."
The old man's voice was hoarse, and he was about to say a few polite words.
"So noisy!"
Caesar showed no intention of slowing down and pointed directly at the target.
"Yasuo!"
Clang—!
A sword light of extre speed pierced through the heavens and earth in an instant.
The old man hadn't finished speaking, and the defensive barrier hadn't even been set up yet.
His body froze on the spot.
The next second.
A line of blood ran from his brow down to his groin.
"puff!"
The old man's body was neatly split in two, falling to either side.
In Zhou Huai's ti-sensitive world, any obstacle in his path has only one fate—instant kill.
Caesar didn't even glance at the old man's corpse. He directly controlled the beetle and smashed open the shrine's gate.
Boom!
The gate shattered, and the scene inside was finally revealed to everyone.
There were no statues of gods, no altars.
The entire shrine was empty.
Only in the center, there is a huge spatial vortex with a diater of more than ten ters suspended.
The vortex had an eerie purplish-black color, slowly rotating and emitting a chilling spatial fluctuation.
The vast, golden torrent of life in the sky is continuously flowing into this vortex.
A greedy black hole is frantically devouring the vitality of this country.
"This is... the entrance to the ruins!"
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