Chapter 71: The Divine Miko’s Curse

“Drunkard, and White Cat, you two go and control the temple!” the leader of the third group shouted, drawing the golden longsword from his waist.

“Don’t give me orders,” the leader of the eighth group, Drunkard, retorted, and immediately turned into a divine power meteor, swooping down into the trench, towards the remains of the “Underworld Demon Dragon.”

“Stop him!” The five Kosen of Kyushu attacked at the same time. The world-destroying divine power instantly illuminated the dark deep sea.

An ancient giant marine creature that had long been extinct had just appeared in the divine power light, and the next moment it was evaporated.

“Underworld Eternal Life!” The leaders of the third, fourth, and fifth groups used the “Underworld Curse” together.

The two divine powers collided, and the sound of water roared, forming a huge fault in the endless deep sea.

For a time, a sky appeared in the sea, and the turbulent waves were like a waterfall from the Milky Way, rushing down from the edge of the air wave.

“White Cat, what are you waiting for!” the leader of the sixth group shouted at Itomi Sayaka, who was stunned in place.

As soon as he was distracted, the three Kosen of Shikoku, wrapped in a sky full of curses, instantly rushed up.

The leader of the sixth group and the leader of the seventh group beside him counterattacked together.

The deep space that was just about to close was instantly expanded by a few points.

The members of the Shinto religion were in the coral temple, looking at the “sky” not far above their heads, and their faces were pale with fear.

This was the deep Pacific Ocean, 5000 meters below the sea!
To forcibly drain the seawater in a part of the space in this place, how much pressure would it have to bear?
The battle of more than a dozen Kosen-level cultivators was probably comparable to the strongest “prefecture-level” yokai.

Fortunately, the “Underworld Demon Dragon” was stronger than the average “prefecture-level” yokai, and its remains after death were also hard. Even if the seawater was stirred up and so close to the battlefield, it could still protect them.

“Little cat?” Sanae Sara looked at Itomi Sayaka.

The next moment, Itomi Sayaka suddenly rushed out, not towards the trench, but towards the Divine Miko.

“White Cat! What are you doing?!” the drunkard at the bottom of the sea shouted.

With his strength alone, he couldn’t suppress the “Underworld Demon Dragon’s” capacity and manipulate the coral temple to escape.

“Give Tsugumi back to me!” Itomi Sayaka turned a deaf ear to the drunkard’s words.

The blue divine power burst forth. In the sea wall that had been blasted out by the Kosen, countless monsters made of seawater swam out and piled up towards Kamibayashi Miko like a small mountain.

Kamibayashi Miko’s tender lips blew a breath of air. A gentle breeze blew, like the first spring breeze after a cold winter, warm and gentle.

The next moment, the spring thunder suddenly sounded, and all things in the world burst with vitality.

Breathing thunder, the power of life, the Eight Divine Thunders—Young Thunder!
Those seawater demons summoned by the “Underworld Curse,” when blown by the spring breeze, seemed to be awakened by the spring thunder. One by one, they became crystal clear and swam happily in the “sky.”

“Use the mud near the temple!” Sanae Sara was too late to think about Itomi Sayaka’s thoughts and quickly reminded.

Itomi Sayaka waved her hand, and at the original location of the coral temple, countless mud condensed into ferocious and foul-smelling demons.

Kamibayashi Miko frowned slightly, not understanding what Itomi Sayaka wanted to do.

Her lips parted slightly, and she spat out another mouthful of visible golden spring breeze.

“Boom!” “Boom!” “Boom!”

A series of spring thunders burst forth. The demons made of mud actually grew soft water plants, and a fresh aura replaced the stench of the mud. Everyone’s mood inexplicably became comfortable.

“Moo!”

The mud demons roared in unison. The water plants on their bodies instantly withered, and their expressions became even more ferocious, as if they had been provoked.

Their originally strange and varied appearances actually uniformly approached the “Underworld Demon Dragon.”

“What’s going on?” Minamoto Kiyomoto asked.

Kamibayashi Miko thought for a moment and immediately understood.

“The Underworld Demon Dragon died at the hands of the Eight Divine Thunders curse,” she explained. “This mud has probably been with the remains of the Underworld Demon Dragon for a long time and has been stained with the demon dragon’s capacity. In the face of the Eight Divine Thunders, its ferocity has been stimulated.”

After saying this, she dealt with the endless stream of mud demons while looking at Minamoto Kiyomoto.

“She wants to capture you to exchange for her sister?”

Minamoto Kiyomoto looked at Itomi Sayaka, who was using all her strength.

Her face was pale, and her usually crystal clear eyes were now as sharp as a sword, full of the power of determination.

While he was pondering, the Kyushu Divine Lord had already joined the Kosen’s battle group.

The leader of the first group also fought with Himemiya Izayoi.

Sanae Sara burst out with unimaginable strength. Even when Himemiya Izayoi used all her strength, she only had a slight upper hand.

If she wanted to win, unless the leader of the first group was like the provocative Kosen in Hakone, who did not dodge or flee, and fought Himemiya Izayoi to the death.

“The Shinto religion actually has a character like you,” Himemiya Izayoi was a little surprised.

“Little sister, you’re not bad either,” Sanae Sara said with a smile, but she was even more surprised than Himemiya Izayoi in her heart.

She knew very well how strong she was, and she was firmly in the first place in the Shinto religion.

Even if she knew that Himemiya Izayoi had once killed a Kosen in one move, she did not think that the other party could be stronger than herself.

Now that they had fought, this young woman who looked to be seventeen or eighteen, but was actually in her early twenties, was actually not her opponent!
If she were to reach her age, who in this world would be her opponent?

In addition, there was the Divine Miko, a Minamoto Kiyomoto who had obtained the “Mahavairocana Sutra.” Even if this plan succeeded, the future of the Shinto religion would probably be even more difficult.

Her gaze swept to the side, looking at Tsugumi, who was tied up in the golden thunder fish.

In the hands of the opponent, his life hanging by a thread, he was still calm.

This kid’s mouth was annoying, and he liked the leader of the ninth group, but the more infatuated a person was, the more she liked to play with him.

For the public of the Shinto religion, for her own private desires, she made up her mind.

Her eyes, lips, ears, nose, skirt, and chest, as if they were leaking air, poured out countless pink qi.

In an instant, the seabed was a scene of enchanting beauty.

A Rending Thunder passed through, like a rag wiping away dust, and a piece of the pink ocean was cleaned.

“Eh?” Himemiya Izayoi looked at the place where the leader of the first group had been standing, which was now empty.

A look of surprise flashed across her face. She smiled and scanned her surroundings, opened her hand, and blew gently on her snow-white palm.

“Scarlet Annihilation”

Like ink dripping into water, the deep sea slowly dyed red.

Although it was red, everyone had a feeling that the sky and earth were darkening.

“Not good! Run!” a Kosen who recognized this curse turned pale with fright.

The Shinto group leaders and Kosen quickly retreated.

The seawater was dying, and even the trench had lost its vitality, beginning to collapse like gravel.

The red spread into the trench. The people of the Shinto religion were so scared that they trembled. Just a short distance away, the originally foul-smelling mud had actually become colorless and odorless.

This scene, which seemed like a purification, made everyone’s scalp tingle.

“Don’t come over! Don’t come over!” In the cage, although there was no way to retreat, some people still kept retreating.

Fortunately, the remains of the “Underworld Demon Dragon” were strong and hard, and the leader of the eighth group was manipulating them, blocking this red, which made them let out a sigh of relief.

While everyone was attracted by this curse, Itomi Sayaka said to Kamibayashi Miko, “Give him to me!”

Golden thunder shuttled around Kamibayashi Miko, and a lizard dragon more than ten meters long was blasted away.

She sneered, and the thunder gradually became murderous.

At this moment, Sanae Sara suddenly appeared in the golden thunder fish, grabbed Minamoto Kiyomoto, and together they turned into a pink wind and flew out.

The moment she left the thunder fish, she manifested her form again.

Kamibayashi Miko was stunned and in disbelief.

The next moment, her originally clear eyes, like a stream, suddenly turned into a mountain torrent, an avalanche.

“How dare you—” her voice was like the cold wind of the North Pole. Everyone’s body went cold, as if they had come to the bottom of the sea of the Arctic glacier.

Kamibayashi Miko’s miko robe billowed, and her night-black hair flew.

Countless golden butterflies flew out from between her black hair.

It was a beautiful scene, but everyone felt as if they had been hit by a huge wave with the force of a thousand jun, their breathing was suffocated, and they were chilled to the bone.

The golden butterflies scattered a rain of light. Kamibayashi Miko stood in the sky full of light rain, like a goddess descending.

Everyone held their breath and did not dare to move, nor could they move. Their consciousness and body were disconnected.

Even the Kosen, who had stirred up huge waves and emptied the deep sea, had a solemn expression and did not dare to act rashly.

“Give him to me,” Kamibayashi Miko extended her hand, which was edged with gold. Her voice was ethereal, like a divine decree.

“Little cat, catch!” Sanae Sara threw Minamoto Kiyomoto to Itomi Sayaka.

At this time, Kamibayashi Miko made a move.

“Divine Golden Radiance, Heaven and Earth Overturned, Power of the Divine Miko, Amaterasu Omikami,” this was the first time she had recited a curse.

Outside the miko robe, a white divine robe appeared out of thin air, embroidered with the sun, moon, stars, constellations, magnificent insects, pheasants, tigers, and monkeys. The large sleeves fluttered.

A delicate and towering crown appeared on her head, with golden light as the thread and the sun as the pearl.

Like golden butterflies dancing in the mountains and fields, they were suddenly enveloped by light balls and turned into sacred little suns.

They were real little suns!

The sea was instantly emptied and directly evaporated.

Only a thin layer of light blue seawater was left on the distant sea surface.

The sunlight passed through the sea surface, like a series of light pillars, standing between the seabed and the sea surface, forming a forest of light.

Everyone looked at this scene in disbelief, not believing that it was real.

“Ah!” Countless wails came from the bottom of the sea.

The air was distorted, the deep sea mud was cracking, and all the members of the Shinto religion hiding in the remains of the demon dragon began to self-ignite.

A layer of flames was also attached to the divine power shields of all the Kosen, and they were all sweating profusely.

“This woman is too scary, let’s go!” the leader of the third group roared and turned to rush into the remains of the demon dragon.

The other group leaders also followed closely. The Kosen were a beat slower and were too late to stop them.

Only the leader of the first group and Itomi Sayaka were watched by Kamibayashi Miko and surrounded by the suns.

The seawater filled in, but when it was a thousand meters away from Kamibayashi Miko, it instantly turned into gas and evaporated.

“Give him to me,” she extended her hand again, her voice calm and not allowing for refusal.

Sanae Sara’s mouth was bleeding. The curse Kamibayashi Miko had just used, even though most of it had been absorbed by the seawater, still injured her.

Minamoto Kiyomoto, who was being held by Itomi Sayaka, looked at the scene in surprise.

If this move were used on the mainland of Japan, the damage would be greater than that of a yokai. The cracked and crystallized land would be completely turned into a wasteland.

And the Kamibayashi Miko in front of him was sacred, beautiful, and noble.

I must marry this woman!

“Little cat, it seems we’re going to die here,” Sanae Sara glanced at Himemiya Izayoi, who was approaching, and said with a miserable smile.

Itomi Sayaka’s pale face did not change.

“Sara! White Cat!” At the bottom of the trench, a voice that was a condensation of seven voices suddenly came.

“Hehe, I was kidding,” Sanae Sara, who had a miserable face just now, suddenly smiled at Kamibayashi Miko.

“Moo—” The remains of the demon dragon shot up into the sky. A black light wrapped around Sanae Sara and Itomi Sayaka and fled into the distance.

“Stop them!” the Kyushu Divine Lord shouted and attacked.

The eight Kosen’s divine power surged.

The demon dragon’s black light turned into a huge shield, blocking all the curses, and was sent flying.

“Thank you for seeing us off, Divine Lord!” Amidst the strange and harmonious laughter, the demon dragon instantly turned into a black dot.

“You think you can get away,” Kamibayashi Miko’s cold voice landed, and lightning flashed. She turned into a golden light.

The golden light shot up into the sky, cut through the sea, and the little suns, like satellites, circled around the golden light.

Wherever the golden light and the sun passed, everything was burning, and everything was turning into ashes.

The members of the Shinto religion at the tail of the demon dragon’s remains trembled all over, looking at the approaching golden light in horror.

“Ah! Ah! Ah!” They had lost their language and were just shouting.

At this time, a fearless voice came.

“Divine Miko, you remember this! When I have achieved my cultivation, I will repay today’s grudge tenfold!”

“My baby, don’t talk anymore!” Sanae Sara quickly threw Minamoto Kiyomoto into the remains.

Itomi Sayaka took a deep look at Minamoto Kiyomoto.

“Moo—” The remains of the demon dragon roared, and a black light shot towards the golden light. A terrifying air wave exploded on the sea surface with a “boom,” creating a huge pit that could fill a mountain.

The remains of the demon dragon instantly accelerated, lowered its head, and plunged into the sea.

The bones moved, and in an instant, it turned into a sunken ship, silently burying itself in the thick mud.

Everyone held their breath. Even if someone was injured and shouted, they were either covered by the people around them or knocked unconscious.

Curious fish looked at them, bumped into them with their heads, and bullied them. They could only move their eyes. Let alone fighting back, they didn’t even dare to breathe.

The seawater above was like the setting sun melting gold, both sacred and terrifying.

After a long, long time, the golden light disappeared. It was unknown who let out a sigh of relief with a “ha,” and then everyone gasped for breath.

Although they were in the sea, they were like they had just climbed out of the water.

The group leaders gathered in the “captain’s room.”

“Terrifying! Terrifying! Terrifying!” The leader of the seventh group, Spider, said three “terrifying” in a row, still shaken.

“What kind of curse is that? It’s like a god in the world!” The leader of the eighth group, Drunkard, although he had been in the remains all along, was also very scared.

“The Divine Miko’s Curse,” Sanae Sara stuck out her red tongue and licked the blood from the corner of her mouth. “But it can only be used once a year. Don’t worry too much.”

“Once a year? That’s still very scary,” Drunkard said.

“That Ise Miko is also terrifyingly powerful,” the leader of the sixth group said. “But the two of them are the strongest in the government. It’s natural for them to be so powerful. Otherwise, we wouldn’t have to run around.”

“Are they stronger than the Divine Lord?” the leader of the fourth group asked.

“The Kyushu Divine Lord and the Shikoku Divine Lord are no match for them. Hokkaido is not necessarily,” the leader of the second group replied.

In ancient times, in order to select the Divine Lord, the “Lord of Kyoto,” who occupied Kyushu, Shikoku, and half of Honshu, proposed that the Divine Lord of each state must be a local cultivator.

The Lord of Hokkaido, “Taiko,” agreed.

With two votes in favor, the Lord of Kanto, “Ogosho,” had to accept.

This led to the fact that Kyushu and Shikoku, which were smaller in area and had fewer people, had relatively weaker Divine Lords.

The Hokkaido Divine Lord was slightly better. Overall, he was a little stronger than Kyushu and Shikoku.

As for Honshu, there were countless powerful cultivators. The “Lord of Kyoto” and the “Ogosho” both wanted their own people to be the Divine Lord, so the position of the Honshu Divine Lord was vacant most of the time.

“Although we fled in a bit of a hurry this time, the mission is considered complete. With the death of a Kosen, the Kyushu Divine Lord will probably have a hard time,” the leader of the third group laughed loudly.

Everyone also laughed one after another.

“We can’t just think about the present,” after laughing, the leader of the fifth group said. “With the Divine Miko and the twelve miko around, we still have no chance.”

The leader of the sixth group sighed and said, “I wonder when we can occupy Kyushu and establish a country belonging to the Shinto religion.”

“We probably have no hope in this lifetime,” the leader of the seventh group, Spider, said.

“But,” Sanae Sara looked at Minamoto Kiyomoto, “we also have a future.”

The group leaders looked over. They were not Sanae Sara, who was crazy about men.

They were more concerned about Itomi Sayaka, this ready-made Kosen expert.

“Little cat… you can tell us your real name now, right?” The leader of the fourth group was a woman, so she was the one who spoke.

“Itomi Sayaka,” Itomi Sayaka stood up. Before everyone could ask other questions, she took Minamoto Kiyomoto and walked out of the “captain’s room.”

“If you need anything, just ask me for help,” Sanae Sara’s smiling voice came from behind.

Leaving the “captain’s room,” the two of them walked on the “deck.”

“Why did you help me?” Itomi Sayaka did not turn her head.

“I think a person who is willing to sacrifice themselves for their family will not exchange their friends,” Minamoto Kiyomoto sized up the “cabin.”

This demon dragon’s remains had been played with by the Shinto religion. When he stepped on it, he actually got the feedback of stepping on a wooden board.

Even if Kamibayashi Miko really looked for it seriously, it would probably not be easy to find.

The silence lasted for a while. Schools of fish swam by, and in the dark blue seawater, Itomi Sayaka’s back became even more lonely, like a ghost at the bottom of the sea.

After walking for a while, she said, “I hope you can continue to play the role of Tsugumi. After I die, you will be the leader of the ninth group and protect Chika and the others. They are just some timid but actually very kind people.”

“Alright,” Minamoto Kiyomoto replied.

Itomi Sayaka stopped and turned halfway.

“Under such circumstances, people usually say ‘I won’t let you die’,” she said.

“I’m a practical person. I can only promise you what I can do. If you really die, I will protect your sister and the ninth group,” Minamoto Kiyomoto said.

Itomi Sayaka turned back and continued to walk forward.

“Thank you.”

“You’re welcome.”

(End of Chapter)