Chapter 570: Invite the Gods and Send Them Away
The devil’s time refers to the gap between day and night. At dusk, the yang energy gradually weakens and the yin energy rises, and at that time, monsters and unclean things will appear.

But this only increases the probability of individual vengeful ghosts appearing in the human world.

The Night Parade of One Hundred Demons is a rare grand scene.

When night falls, the entire road is empty. At this time, many strange-looking monsters will appear, walking on the road with ferocious faces like a procession at a temple fair. This is known as the “Night Parade of One Hundred Demons.”

But have you ever seen ghosts and gods walking together?

The evil monsters and the noble gods marched together in a mighty procession. They had the same goal, which was to pull the high and mighty Amaterasu off the altar and share her power.

A dark cloud slowly moved towards the east, and a group of unclear phantoms arrived at the foot of the mountain. Among them was the Blood-licking Ghost King with two red horns on his head, the Tengu with black feathers and a big red nose, the Qingxuande with a ghost lantern and a sinister smile, the Sugo Mingzun holding the Ten-fist Sword and showing off his might, and the cold black-haired goddess in purple clothes and a golden sword.

These ghosts and gods were so arrogant when they were alive that even fate could not do anything to them. But the ending later told them that fate is always above everyone, no matter if he is a ghost or a god.

The breath of Amaterasu is on the top of the mountain. The breath she exudes is weak, not as glorious, grand, or even scorching as it used to be when it illuminated the earth.

Amaterasu is the anchor point of the covering phenomenon. In other words, ghosts and gods that seem real but not real are attached to her. If they want to exist for a long time, they must either continue to depend on her and be “forgotten” one day, or kill Amaterasu and replace her.

Everyone who comes here is an ambitious guy, including Amaterasu’s nominal relatives, Tsukiyomi and Susanoo. They are just remnants and it is unknown whether they respect their sister.

The appearance of ghosts and gods made the mountains dead silent. The small animals were frightened by their evil aura or divine power. The crows and magpies were silent, and the wind and forest were dry.

The representative of the demons, Shuten-doji, looked at the arrogant Susanoo with hostility. According to the mythological setting, there was no way that Shuten-doji, a vengeful demon, could be a match for the war god who controls the sea.

But at this point in the story, gods are just relatively powerful beings. Only by becoming the masters of the Iron Throne can one be qualified to fight against Seraphim’s ruthless hand and the will of “what’s your business if I destroy you”.

They all depend on Amaterasu for their survival, and their strengths vary but there is not a huge gap between them. Shuten-doji thinks he can fight Susanoo on equal terms.

Susanoo felt Shuten-doji’s hostility, so he picked up the gourd, uncorked it and drank happily. After killing Sister Amaterasu, he would kill the little red ghost with a sword and use his head as a snack.

Shuten-doji is generally red-skinned, and when he seduces human virgins, he changes into the form of a beautiful boy.

At the foot of the mountain stands a bird house, which is meant to connect to the divine world and block evil spirits.

Now even the gods are invading.

The torii gate is not big, and the mountain road cannot accommodate so many people.

However, humans need to use their feet to climb mountains, but ghosts and gods do not.

The ghost swallowed the boy suggested.

“Whoever reaches the top of the mountain first will obtain the Amaterasu Palace.”

Susanoo snorted and looked down on Shuten-doji himself, but he also agreed with his suggestion.

Since both representatives agreed, the little ghosts and gods below naturally would not have any objections.

Thus, the Eight Immortals crossed the sea, each showing their magical powers.

Those who can fly are ready to soar into the sky at any time, and those who can cast magic can shrink the distance to an inch.

“Everyone, stop ahead.”

A girl holding a knife walked out from the shadows beside the torii. She had beautiful gray hair and molten gold eyes, and she looked at the gods and demons with a half smile on her face.

Shuten-doji showed a look of astonishment. Could it be that this woman had been spying on them in the corner, and none of his heroes noticed?
“Who are you?” Shuten-doji asked, “A guard of Amaterasu Omio-gosho?”

“Just take it as it is.”

Xia Mo said indifferently. She looked at the ghosts and gods that came one by one, estimated their strength, and inserted Levatin into the ground.

“What does this mean?” Shuten-doji was confused.

“Arrogant.” Susanoo said coldly.

“We won’t be able to use it against you.” Xia Mo said, and instead took out the demon sword Murasame, which was mass-produced by the Equipment Department, from the imperial seal. She melted the wrought iron and used alchemy to temper it until it shone brightly, with magma flowing on the blade.

Budu Yuhun.

A weapon that Lu Mingze inexplicably likes.

After Xia Mo and Lu Mingze fought several times, they almost figured out the structure of the alchemical weapon Budu Yuhun. With the complete authority of the Fire King, she could naturally practice it.

How to put it, Xia Mo now looks more like the King of Bronze and Fire than Norton Constantine.

The complete King of Bronze and Fire can not only burn rivers but also boil seas. How much heat is needed to boil the ocean?

“Are you going to attack one by one or all together?” Xia Mo said lazily. These ghosts and gods were not very powerful, at most they were at the second generation level.

One by one?
That was certainly an evil gang fight.

The first to charge was Daitengu, who was known for his swiftness, otherwise he wouldn’t have been able to be a reporter in some large barrier.

Black Tengu, black wings, and black sword flashed coldly in the air.

“too slow.”

Xia Mo pinched the blade of Daitengu with two fingers. Behind her, a fan-shaped wind wave was blowing wildly, and the forest was raging, but Xia Mo was safe and sound, and even her hair did not rise or fall.

Before Xia Mo finished her words, a scorching train rushed towards her, a one-legged strongman smashed with a hammer, a monster with a human head and a bird body spewed blue flames… Dozens of monsters used their magical powers and attacked the calm girl together.

In the wind pressure and firelight, the girl’s golden eyes seemed like cast iron lava, shining brightly and exuding the majesty of the sky. She used her fingers to break Tengu’s sword, and with a wave of her right hand holding the sword, she swallowed up all the attacks like a stream of fire like a dragon.

Those monsters who were good at playing with fire were also burned to ashes in an instant.

“That’s it?”

Xia Mo kicked the big Tengu in front of her away, smoothed her hair on her forehead, and watched the reactions of the gods, demons and ghosts with a smile.

“I hope you won’t run away later.” Xia Mo said again.

This alerted the cowards, and they fled in all directions.

But how could they escape?

An invisible barrier surrounded them. Xia Mo had set up an alchemical formation long before these uninvited guests arrived. Xia Mo called it the Air Wall. She refined an entire mountain range, so even if they had the ability to blast through the mountain, it would be of no use.

This can only be achieved by killing Xia Mo, the master of the alchemy formation.

But this is not as difficult as opening a mountain.

Shuten Doji was shocked. He couldn’t tell how good Xia Mo’s swordsmanship was. In terms of pure numbers, he still preferred Minamoto no Raikou. He couldn’t compare to him in terms of numbers.

Susanoo becomes stronger when facing a stronger opponent. He laughs loudly. He holds the Totsuki sword in one hand and the Ame Murasaki sword in the other, wanting to test with Xia Mo whose sword is sharper.

Susanoo stepped forward to fight with Xia Mo, seizing light and shadows, and making changes. He did not use much of his magical powers, but instead fought with martial arts, otherwise he would have had to carve a hole through the mountain.

Seeing this, Shuten-doji stared at Levatin, who had become a marginal OB. He didn’t recognize the sword, but it didn’t matter that it was his.

Shuten-doji’s big bare hand touched Levatin, but before his fingers even touched it, they were ignited by flames in an instant. He could vaguely hear the roar of the giant, which shook him to the point of mental collapse.

The gold content of Japan’s Hundred Demons is not high. The food in the Classic of Mountains and Seas, such as the Nine-tailed Fox Daitengu, can be called a top-notch monster, which shows its overall water content.

There were many little ghosts in the Night Parade of Hundred Demons, but few powerful big monsters. Seeing that Xia Mo was not easy to deal with, they all tried to think of ways to break through the air wall and escape.

Oh, how can the air wall be so buggy?

Susanoo’s Jutsuken and Ame-Kume swords were added to the battle, and Xia Mo was not strong enough yet, so the two fought back and forth for a while. Susanoo was very happy, and he asked.

“Your honorific title?”

“The surname is Xia, and the single character is Mo.”

Xia Mo said as she looked up at Tsukuyomi Nobuo floating in the air and asked Susanoo, “She just watches like that? Not coming to help?”

Susanoo also looked at Tsukuyomi and shook his head.

“She is the most heartless person, don’t mind her.”

“So you have feelings, but you still want to kill your sister.” Xia Mo said.

“Do I have a good relationship with her?” Susanoo sneered, “She kicked me out. If I could beat her, I would have to take the position of the Lord of Takamagahara.”

Xia Mo smiled gently and said nothing.

We’ve talked enough with Susanoo, it’s time to send him off.

At this time, a bow and arrow mixed with thunder and fire shot towards Xia Mo. Xia Mo dodged sideways and looked at the attacking god.

Takemikaze, the god of thunder and archery in Japanese mythology, is also a martial god. His weapon is the Butsu-mikaze. He was quite surprised to see Xia Mo playing with a fake Butsu-mikaze.

“It seems that you are the one who misses each other the most.” Xia Mo’s eyes were cold. She put down Butu Yuhun and slapped the handle of the sword to make it shoot like an arrow, instantly piercing Jianyu Raijin.

Jianyu Raijin fell down.

Xia Mo has fought with several top dragon kings. The Japanese gods are a bit outdated. If it had been a year earlier, Xia Mo would have felt pressured in the fight, but now it’s just a matter of seconds.

Susanoo looked at it and grinned.

“It looks like you should be the one to rule the world.”

“Rule the world? I’m not interested.” Xia Mo took out the seven deadly sins from the imperial seal and put them on his back. The scabbard was open, and Xia Mo reached back and pulled out the furious sword.

“What kind of weapon is this?” Susanoo heard the roar of the dragons.

“Seven deadly sins, divine weapons that are powerful enough to kill the king.” Xia Mo said, “Let me see how many of them you can hold out until you unsheathe them.”

“Let’s wait and see.” Susanoo said excitedly.

Xia Mo swung her waist and drew a sharp arc with her furious horse-slaying sword. The sword was some distance away from Susanoo, so he could dodge it.

But Susanoo stepped forward and crossed his two swords into scissors, biting Fury, charging, and charging again!

The warlike god of war must be upright on the battlefield. Xia Mo did not move her feet, but bent her body backwards, revealing her slender waist that Daye teacher had seen, as if she was about to be knocked away by Susanoo, but the next second she suddenly retracted her tense body like a spring, roared angrily, and cut the Totsuken sword and Ame Murakumo sword into pieces inch by inch with her horse-slashing sword.

The Totsuka Sword and the Kusanagi Sword are not real, but the Rage is indeed the genuine first alchemical weapon.

In a rage, Xia Mo swung his sword and cut off Susanoo’s arms. He rushed forward and attacked the man’s head. At this time, a cold voice came from his ear.

“Immerse yourself in the illusion.”

A pair of eyes appeared in her mind, staring at her indifferently.

Is it true that someone called Tsukuyomi can really read Tsukuyomi?

How come Susanoo doesn’t know Susanoo?
All the complaints in Xia Mo’s heart disappeared, and she became immune to Tsukuyomi’s illusion attack. She took a step, shouted softly, and beheaded Susanoo.

Then Xia Mo stretched out her left hand, with her index finger and middle finger slightly separated, as if she was making a “V” sign, but there was tremendous power brewing between her fingers and she blasted out in an inverted triangle, blasting through Tsukuyomi-no-Mikoto.

Tsukuyomi, eliminated.

Xia Mo glanced at the battlefield. It was a motley crowd. Except for a few demon kings and gods with higher status, the others would surrender without fighting.

Xia Mo took back the Seven Deadly Sins, she raised her hand forward, and grasped Levadin. The blade flashed with flame patterns as if it was activated. Xia Mo looked at Shuten Douji who cut off one arm in order to survive.

“You should learn from your colleagues. Maybe there might be a way out if you keep crying.” Xia Mo said, and with a chop, she cut Shuten-doji in half.

Next, Xia Mo executed the invaders one by one, quickly and efficiently. Due to limited space, she did not give them time to leave their last words.

Sometimes killing too many lives can make a person alienated. When Xia Mo plays Japanese horror games in the future, she might think of today and laugh out loud.

If you can kill vengeful ghosts like Qingxuande more easily than killing a chicken, Sadako will not be able to scare you anymore.

Xia Mo looked at the sky and then at the time.

It’s still early.

I thought we would kill until dawn, but it turned out that the waiting time was much longer than the time it took to kill the dogs.

“Let’s go back.” Xia Mo thought.

……

Asou Zhen was free from Amaterasu’s possession. She was a little worried about Xia Mo’s safety. She turned her head and saw Eri, who was calm and composed, looking down at the King of Fighters on the video game console. She then looked at Amaterasu who was resting with her eyes closed, and couldn’t help but speak.

“I heard that the people who came here are very powerful. Is it really okay to leave Sister Xia Mo alone?”

Hearing this, Eri raised her head, then tilted her head, as if to say “What’s so strange about this?”

Aso is really just an ordinary person, and he has no idea how strong Xia Mo is.

Eri is not an ordinary person, so she knows that even ten Eri are no match for Sister Xia Mo.

Amaterasu spoke.

“I go.”

“You’re going? That’s great.” Aso said happily.

“Don’t get me wrong, this is an interjection. And she is going up the mountain. It’s over.” Amaterasu had mixed feelings.

If Xia Mo cannot defeat the one who violates Amaterasu (a temporarily requisitioned shrine), it will be Amaterasu who will be violated.

However, after Xia Mo really killed a group of enemies, Amaterasu became unhappy again.

After all, Xia Mo was too strong. At least in Amaterasu’s eyes, she was much stronger than that samurai girl.

The signal was not good in the mountains, so Xia Mo quickly climbed up the mountain and came to the shrine. Aso Makoto was very happy to see that Xia Mo was safe and sound.

It is now 1:30 in the morning, and it is too late to go back to Tokyo. Xia Mo simply took out a tent from the imperial seal and camped in the wild to have a sleep.

Amaterasu: …So casual?
So, on a night that Amaterasu thought was destined to be bloody, most of the time was spent camping.

Camping usually involves ghost story telling and courage tests, but right now there are some hell jokes.

All in all, the matter in Tokyo has come to an end.

Eri, Makoto Aso, go back to school.

Xia Mo is preparing to set off for the Arctic.

(End of this chapter)