303: Chapter 304 Descendants commit sins, ancestors bear the responsibility

The voice behind the spatial rift fell silent.

After a long while, it spoke again, its tone carrying a hint of disbelief and irritation.

"Nonsense! What do the affairs of the Mortal world have to do with us?!"

"Oh? What do they have to do with you?" Lu Chen smiled, a very mocking smile.

"I have heard that your Dongying claims to be of 'one line for ten thousand generations.' Is that so-called 'Emperor' not the descendant left in the Mortal world by you lot who call yourselves 'gods'?"

"Since they are your descendants, and they have caused a monstrous disaster outside, they owe a debt of blood to my Great Ming."

Lu Chen spread his hands and shrugged with a look that said it was only natural.

"So, the father pays the son's debt... no, it should be called 'the descendants commit sins, and the ancestors bear the responsibility.'"

"As the 'ancestors,' shouldn't you come out and give an explanation?"

"Or..." Lu Chen rubbed his chin, appearing to be in serious consideration.

"Will you pay this debt on behalf of your unworthy descendants?"

“Pfft...”

Below, Wang Baobao almost couldn't hold back his laughter.

Brilliant!

This Emperor had truly taken the concept of being a "rogue" to the absolute limit!

First, he used force to pressure them out, then he used moral high ground to suppress them, and finally, he just acted like a total rogue, making them take the fall and pay compensation for that bullshit Emperor!

This move was simply... breathtaking!

The Aura behind the spatial rift became even more chaotic and irritable.

The Aragami filling the sky also began to roar and writhe uneasily, as if they might lose control at any moment.

"You... you are using fallacious reasoning! This is sheer tyranny!" the crisp voice shouted, exasperated.

"Fallacious reasoning?" Lu Chen withdrew his smile, his expression darkening.

"Then I shall let you see what true 'reason' is!"

He abruptly raised his hand and pointed forward.

“Rumble—!”

The previously halted Dao erupted once more with brilliant light!

The earth shook violently, and countless massive bluestone slabs gathered from all directions like meteors, frantically paving the way toward Okayama Prefecture at an even faster speed!

Mountains bowed! Rivers changed course!

That road, symbolizing conquest and occupation, crushed forward toward the 'face' of Takamagahara with an even more tyrannical and unreasonable posture!

"Either atone for your descendants!"

"Or I will thrust this road directly into 'Takamagahara'!"

"Amaterasu Omikami, isn't it? You! Pick one!"

Lu Chen's voice was like rolling heavenly thunder, echoing through the clouds.

Behind the spatial rift, that crisp voice suddenly rose in pitch, carrying a hint of shock at having a secret exposed and the shame of disbelief.

"How... how do you know my name?!"

The voice was no longer ethereal and distant; instead, it became a bit sharp, like a fig leaf being torn away in public.

Lu Chen sneered, crossing his arms and slightly tilting his chin, his eyes filled with undisguised contempt.

"A thing playing god and ghost dares to call itself 'Amaterasu Omikami'?"

He extended a finger and tapped the air a few times, as if lecturing an ignorant child.

"The Sun Goddess? Heh, truly the world's greatest joke!"

"Let me ask you, do you even know how to write the word 'Sun'?"

The voice behind the rift choked, seemingly not expecting the other party to ask such a... strange question.

"Presumptuous! How dare you..."

"If you don't even recognize the word 'Sun,' how dare you claim the title of 'Oohirume-no-muchi'?" Lu Chen interrupted her rebuke, his tone suddenly turning cold, carrying a playful and malicious dominance.

He grinned, revealing a row of white teeth, and spoke clearly, word by word, so his voice reached everywhere:

"I! Fuck! You!"

“...”

Silence.

A deathly silence.

Never mind Amaterasu behind the rift; even the hundreds of thousands of battle-hardened Great Ming soldiers below, who lived by the blade, were collectively dumbfounded.

The air seemed to freeze.

One could hear a pin drop.

Everyone's eyes were wide, their mouths agape, as they looked at their always-majestic Emperor in disbelief.

The Emperor... what did he just say?

Wang Baobao stumbled, nearly falling off his horse. His expression was a kaleidoscope of colors, like an overturned palette.

He wanted to laugh, but felt the occasion was inappropriate.

He wanted to be serious, but that damn curve at the corner of his mouth just wouldn't stay down.

He held it in until his face twitched.

“Pfft...”

It was unknown who was the first to fail to hold it in and burst out laughing.

It was like a signal.

“Pfft—hahahahaha!”

“Hahahahahahaha!”

After the brief deathly silence came a roar of laughter like a mountain collapse or a tsunami!

The laughter of hundreds of thousands of people converged, soaring into the sky and causing the spatial rift to tremble three times.

"The Emperor is mighty!"

"Well said! That's exactly how she should be cursed!"

"Bullshit Amaterasu! The Emperor wants to fuck her! Hahaha!"

"Emperor, fuck her!"

"Emperor, fuck her!"

"Emperor, fuck her!"

The crowd was impassioned, and the slogan gradually became unified. Though it was incredibly crude, it carried a primal, wild sense of power and fanatical support for their Emperor's shocking statement.

The soldiers laughed until they doubled over, some beating their chests and stamping their feet, many laughing until tears came out.

Satisfying! So satisfying!

What bullshit god? Before our Emperor, you're still mocked until you doubt your life!

Whether you're Amaterasu or whatever-asu, if the Emperor says he'll fuck you, that's the highest directive!

Behind the rift, that voice completely lost its composure, leaving only exasperated screams.

"You... you... you ignorant Mortal! How dare you... how dare you blaspheme me so!"

"Blaspheme?" The smile on Lu Chen's face vanished, replaced by a cold, scrutinizing mockery.

He took a step forward, his dragon robes fluttering without wind as a majestic Aura spread out.

"A mere minor god from a tiny speck of land dares to claim the 'Orthodoxy of the Sun' before my Huaxia?"

His voice suddenly rose, like a great bronze bell, striking awe into hearts.

"Where do you place our Huaxia Sun God—the wife of Di Jun, the elder sister of Changxi, the great goddess who governs the seasons and gave birth to the ten suns—Xihe?!"

"You, a false god who usurped the name of 'Sun,' what right do you have to bark before me?!"

"You..."

Amaterasu, behind the rift, seemed to be stunned by Lu Chen's series of questions, and for a moment, she was at a loss for words.

She was not entirely ignorant of the myths of the Central Plains; she had naturally heard the name of Xihe.

Being compared by Lu Chen now, she only felt her face burning, as if she had been slapped hard by invisible hands.

Humiliation turned to rage!

An unprecedented sense of shame and anger instantly shattered her reserve as a goddess.

"Shut up! Shut up! Shut up! You damned Mortal!"

A sharp roar came from the rift, carrying a hysterical madness.

"Ignorant ant! How dare you provoke the majesty of Takamagahara!!"

"Aragami! Tear him apart for me!!"

“Roar—!!!”

As soon as the command was given, the sky full of previously restless Aragami instantly became berserk!

Crimson eyes locked onto Lu Chen in mid-air, and viscous saliva dripped from hideous mouthparts, corroding the air with a "sizzling" sound.

An evil Aura as thick as ink spread frantically.

Countless distorted, grotesque, and unspeakable massive dark shadows lunged at Lu Chen from all directions like a bursting black tide!

A foul wind hit his face, accompanied by the wails of ghosts and howls of gods!

Lu Chen stood his ground, his face calm in the face of the terrifying scene that would make anyone's heart burst with fear.

He even took a moment to give a thumbs-up to Wang Baobao, who was still laughing uncontrollably below.

Then, he slowly raised his right hand.

"Sword, come!"