Chapter 58: Divine Descent!

Yet the three great yōkai were unaware that beside them, a rift had silently torn through the night, countless strange eyes floating in the boundary between reality and illusion.

And the three great yōkai, merely a few steps away, sensed nothing at all.

The rift flickered, ignoring Kikyo’s barrier surrounding the Village of Maple, appearing directly at the site of the Divine Invocation ritual.

Soon, the tip of an elegant Western umbrella emerged first, followed by golden hair cascading like a waterfall.

The figure of the Yōkai Sage·Yokai no Shizu slowly materialized from the rift.

Cross-Verse Protagonist: “Damn! How the hell did Yokai no Shizu suddenly appear?!”

Watching Yokai no Shizu, clad in a purple robe with golden trim, lips curved in a faint, enigmatic smile, quietly observing the ethereal beauty of Kagura’s dance, her eyes held a trace of nostalgia.

Perhaps even Kikyo herself did not realize how much attention she had drawn from the great yōkai and titans.

Though the Age of Gods had passed, it did not mean the titans among the yōkai had lowered their guard.

As one of the nearly extinct great miko of this age—and one of the few still capable of communicating with the gods—she was never without hidden watchers.

Indeed, the moment Kikyo showed signs of contacting the gods, someone immediately came to verify the situation.

The three yōkai—Hiruko and the others—were merely pawns pushed forward to test the waters…

Cross-Verse Protagonist: “Even though I know she’s a wicked woman, I still have to say—this woman is literally designed for my taste!”

Digital Savior Seeking Sister: “Boss! Stop gawking! Who the hell is Yokai no Shizu? How strong is she? If she suddenly attacks and her power is too great…”

Taichi Hakkashin interrupted Luo Qianqiu’s musings, urgently asking his question.

He, Taichi Hakkashin, had no feelings!

To him, aside from his most beloved sister, all other women were merely pretty skeletons.

Yokai no Shizu was indeed beautiful, but Taichi Hakkashin immediately assessed her danger level, strength, and weaknesses.

Snow-Moon Sword Immortal: “Taichi is right—Yokai no Shizu’s abilities are too bizarre. She bypassed Kikyo’s pre-set barriers and entered the village directly. If she attacks suddenly, it’s far too dangerous!”

Though the time was short, the virtuous miko Kikyo had won the group members’ favor, and they naturally did not wish their fellow group member to meet harm.

Cross-Verse Protagonist: “Itachi needn’t worry—once Kagura’s dance begins and isn’t interrupted, they’ve already lost their chance!”

Luo Qianqiu once again admired Yokai no Shizu’s breathtaking beauty and Kikyo’s ethereal, sublime Kagura dance, responding without a trace of concern.

She had purchased Hermes’ uploaded knowledge of the Faithful Divine Path and understood the current situation perfectly.

As long as Kikyo and Hermes wished, they could instantly activate the signature divine technique of the Faithful Divine Path—

Divine Descent!

If so, what is there to fear?

“Now! Strike!”

At that moment, a roar erupted suddenly!

The three great yōkai watching from outside had finally found their opening.

Almost simultaneously, they struck without hesitation!

Their combined yōkai aura, like a collapsing sky, threatened to erase the entire village!

Kikyo’s barrier held for less than ten seconds before shattering completely.

The great yōkai’s meticulously prepared killing blow was meant to annihilate Kikyo before the villagers could even react.

“So, Great Miko Kikyo—what is your trump card? Will it truly be linked to the ancient gods?”

Yokai no Shizu lightly stepped on air, her figure retreating once more to the boundary between reality and illusion, murmuring softly.

She made no move.

Or rather, if she truly wished to kill this great miko, it would not be difficult—even if not effortless.

Yet.

Contrary to Yokai no Shizu’s expectations, facing this fatal strike, Kikyo calmly completed the final movement of the Kagura dance, gazing at the incoming attack and calmly shaking her head.

As if timed precisely, as Yokai no Shizu watched the miko’s next action, her pupils sharply contracted.

Kikyo formed a hand seal—

Divine! Descend!

The next instant.

BOOM!

Suddenly, winds swept and clouds parted as endless golden auspicious clouds filled the entire sky!

The golden auspicious clouds merged with boundless divine authority, rapidly spreading across the heavens.

Infinite radiance blazed down upon the earth, turning night into day.

In the Village of Maple, the first to charge—the hundred-legged yōkai woman—had no time to react before she saw Kikyo’s slowly appearing golden eyes, and the divine authority brewing within, seemingly sufficient to suppress all four seas and eight directions.

No attack was launched. No divine spectacle manifested.

The hundred-legged yōkai, this great yōkai, was slowly, inch by inch, reduced to nothing beneath those golden eyes.

In that instant, the entire world seemed to freeze.

Time itself appeared to have ceased flowing.

“This is impossible!”

After a long moment, the Hiruko yōkai roared with a twisted expression: “In this age, how could any god still answer your invocation?!”

【Kikyo】 seemed to notice this mere insect only now, turning her gaze slightly…

No surprise.

Before Hiruko’s eyes, filled with terror and disbelief, he was erased like clay being slowly rubbed away.

Along with him, the great yōkai·Wanxiangmian, who had been stealthily retreating, was casually dealt with as well.

Having swept away the three bothersome insects, 【Kikyo】 finally tilted her gaze slightly.

“Hi, if I said I was just passing by, would Itachi believe me?”

Beneath the palpable weight of that gaze, Yokai no Shizu—no longer elegant or mysterious—was forcibly expelled from her rift. Though she was the king among yōkai, immune to heat and cold, beads of sweat trickled involuntarily from her forehead.

Cross-Verse Protagonist: "I was prepared, but that was just a single thought from my fellow townsman, right?"

Cross-Verse Protagonist: “What was that phrase again? 【I shall sever ten thousand ages with one sword, leaving behind a perfect world】—wasn’t it?”

Cross-Verse Protagonist: “I was worried—though the Envoy is powerful, even a fragment of his thought shouldn’t be this strong… yet…”

The Wisdom of the Pioneer: “A fragment of an Envoy’s thought cannot possibly be this strong—but I am no ordinary Envoy.”

The Wisdom of the Pioneer: “Kikyo, do not worry. From the moment I descended, my 【Dao】 has begun to permeate this world.”

The Wisdom of the Pioneer: “I shall 【pioneer】 the foundation of a new age. My 【wisdom】 will calculate the perfect vision. My 【purity】 shall forge a golden paradise of human civilization!”

【Kikyo】 lifted her gaze, ignoring the pale-faced Yokai no Shizu, and stared into the void.

There, he was staining the heavens and earth with his Dao, reshaping the world’s will into his own form.