Chapter 1126: Chapter 657: Eastern Lord
“Is this how the sun operates?”
Dorothy’s eyes lit up.
She had created a sun during the Witch’s Night, and now, combining that experience with the insights gained from the Heavenly Book, the hobody witch felt she was gradually understanding everything.
She imrsed herself in this enlightennt, gradually forgetting everything else.
anwhile, within the Yata Mirror, the Golden Crow’s Kagura Dance was also nearing its end.
Amaterasu Life Kikyo was very tired, but she persisted in completing the final steps, and when the dance concluded, she fell out of the mirror. She could no longer maintain the Golden Crow Dharma Body and reverted to her human form, drenched in sweat, collapsing to the ground.
The sight of this exhausted, naked beauty was quite pitiable, but unfortunately, the only spectator in the temple was already lost in the boundless truth, unable to appreciate such earthly beauty.
“Alas, I’m really getting old.”
Miss Divine Witch struggled to get up from the ground, reflecting on this in her heart.
The Yata Mirror, the Divine Artifact, records the Heavenly Book’s profound thods passed down by the Saints, belonging to the most exquisite Divine Volu among the three volus of the gods, humans, and ghosts.
As the spirit of the Divine Artifact, she had easy access to these Heavenly Book teachings, making it simpler for her to comprehend its Dao, and the Amaterasu Kagura Dance was the Ultimate Technique she realized from the Heavenly Book.
When the Three Nobles divided their father Izanagi’s Strength and were born, she once used the power of the Amaterasu Kagura Dance to suppress her other sisters and obtained the position of Lord of Japan.
Back then, she could dance for years without getting tired, but now, even this final dance nearly drained her completely.
This truly ans I’m getting old.
Amaterasu Life Kikyo sighed, looking at her hands. What was once fair and jade-like skin was quickly losing its luster and turning dull.
Her once jet-black hair was now white at the roots, and the once vibrant image in the Ancient Mirror was now that of a face growing wrinkles.
Miss Divine Witch remained silent for a mont, then walked over and put on her previously removed witch outfit.
She had anticipated this outco long before, which is why she took off her clothes beforehand, preventing them from being burned by the Solar Fla, as there would be nothing to cover her own old and ugly body.
Under normal circumstances, her remaining Strength would have allowed her to live for centuries, but she’d long grown weary of such survival. Her persistence was rely to deter her lurking father from making any moves.
The last dance she’d reserved was for this purpose—if her father dared to act, she would drag them all down together to leave Japan with a clean future.
But now, since the Saint has co, Japan finally has a clear sky, and Amaterasu Life Kikyo has nothing left to worry about.
Rather than keeping her final Strength for a aningless existence, she’d rather it serve as a nourishing resource for the rise of the New Saint; this would be much more aningful.
After dressing neatly, the aged Divine Witch staggered to the platform, reached out, and took down the Ancient Mirror worshipped there, preparing to offer it as her final gift to the New Saint.
Though this relic of a Divine Artifact is now almost drained of power and nearly scrap tal, it’s the last of her Strength.
The wrinkled, white-haired old woman held the mirror as she approached the ditating witch, who was imrsed in enlightennt, gazing enviously at the young and delicate body.
Finally, she glanced reluctantly and worriedly towards the door, where her Disciple, Sasuna, was standing guard, eavesdropping inappropriately on the conversation.
“Honestly, even though she’s my reincarnated half-self, her personality is nothing like mine.”
Miss Divine Witch shook her head helplessly.
Then, she tossed the Bronze Mirror, which floated behind the Saint and lded into the great sunlight halo behind the Saint’s head.
The halo, initially just a manifestation of the Buddha Light’s solar shape, now, with the addition of the Yata Mirror, also bore the Soul of the Sun.
The Sun Wheel began to blaze with golden flas, and the head halo expanded into a full-body radiance, making the seated, ditating witch appear divine and extraordinary, like both a god and a Buddha.
Seeing this transformation, the elderly Divine Witch nodded.
“My lord, the future of Japan is in your hands now. My two sisters’ Heavenly Book inheritances are in the shrine, and Sasuna will lead you there afterward. Unfortunately, they left too soon and can’t pass on the teachings to you like I did.”
She murmured softly and then prepared to leave through a hidden door in the hall.
As a Divine Witch, she had her dignity, and as a woman, she loved beauty. Thus, she didn’t want anyone to see her in this aged and unattractive state.
Thankfully, she had already chosen a spot with excellent Feng Shui as her life’s endpoint.
But just as she took her feeble steps to leave, a hand reached from behind and grasped her.
“Tsk, tsk, tsk, I knew it’d be this kind of scenario again.”
The hobody witch, just awakened from her enlightennt, opened her eyes. When they opened, beams of light flashed, and the once dim hall, darkened by the Golden Crow’s absence, brightened once more.
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