Chapter 171 Old Friends

"Damn it, why is that person's Aura here? I've run all the way here and I still run into them?"

The half-step Xiangliu had taken felt as if it had landed on a red-hot iron, causing him to hastily pull it back.

Memories buried deep within the years slowly surfaced, and the fear of being dominated by that fellow seemed to emerge in his mind again.

He was somewhat uncertain; he had originally thought that by running so far, he wouldn't have to encounter that group of people who meddled in everything, but now, he had encountered that familiar Aura again.

"I don't believe in this bad luck. Could they really chase me all the way here? Hmph!"

Xiangliu cursed as he withdrew his foot, turned around, and walked out leisurely, muttering as he went.

"I left in too much of a hurry today; I don't think I brought in the laundry. The weather forecast said it was going to rain, right? I'll go back and get the laundry first. I'll come look for my tail next time."

Xiangliu's pace quickened, eventually turning into a sprint, and soon his figure disappeared into the passage.

...

Amaterasu Omikami's eyes widened, staring intently at the increasingly brilliant crimson-gold color beneath the solar disc!

Her solar disc, including the rules of this world, seemed to revolve at this moment along with that increasingly fierce will, with that crimson-gold will as the center of the Universe.

All gods felt an indescribable sense of fear at this moment, a fear that was innate.

It seemed as if the original gods were created by this very will.

Crack!

Lightning crackled in the sky as the world will of Takamagahara struggled; it was unwilling to be constrained by another's hand.

Such lightning was originally the manifestation of the rule power overflowing from the conflict between the world will and that crimson-gold figure.

But when this lightning actually appeared, without exception, it surrounded the crimson-gold figure as if showing submission.

Su Baiwei's gaze was filled with shock, while Susanoo continued to angrily punch Jianzhen's remains.

He just didn't understand why the more he smashed the remains, the more golden and bright they became, and that chanting—it was so noisy!

Just as He was prepared to continue smashing with all His might, He suddenly felt a chill down His spine as a terrifying will locked onto Him from the void.

He turned His head and saw a scene that He would never forget for the rest of His life.

He saw Amaterasu Omikami's solar disc being held up by a single hand of an illusory yet unshakable phantom.

Beneath this phantom was a figure wearing a Black-Gold Ceremonial Robe, a Twelve-Jade Tasseled Supreme Crown, treading upon a Five-Colored Black Tortoise, and holding a Ritual Sword!

His form was like a Dragon, and heaven and earth submitted!

This figure flew to the sky in the blink of an eye, the solar disc easily held by the phantom behind him; at this moment, the solar disc seemed to have become part of this figure's ceremonial guard.

Ten thousand thunders roared, yet they all fell beneath this figure's feet.

How could Susanoo not recognize that this figure was the Mortal who had broken into Takamagahara earlier?

Only now, compared to him, He seemed to have become the Mortal.

Amaterasu Omikami refused to believe it and looked at Tsukuyomi-no-Mikoto.

"Tsukuyomi-no-Mikoto, are you going to watch Takamagahara be destroyed by him?"

Tsukuyomi-no-Mikoto understood Her meaning and, after a brief hesitation, nodded.

Then, the two of them simultaneously gathered their Divine Power and the will of this world.

In an instant, the sky turned dark, then brightened again.

The solar disc held by the phantom behind the figure emitting crimson-gold light began to struggle and tremble violently, more intensely than ever before.

At this moment, a bright moon suddenly appeared in the sky.

It could be described as the sun and moon sharing the same sky.

Amaterasu Omikami held the authority of the sun, while Tsukuyomi-no-Mikoto held the authority of the moon; their powers were Yin and Yang, and only by combining the two could true great power erupt.

Although the two usually didn't get along, they were united against the great enemy of Takamagahara.

Soon, the bright moon was drawn down by Tsukuyomi-no-Mikoto, turning into a lunar disc that rushed rapidly toward the solar disc.

At this moment, the solar disc's struggle was unprecedentedly intense; the phantom did not forcibly stop it, but slightly loosened its grip and let it go.

As soon as the solar disc left, it also headed toward the lunar disc; the two grew closer and closer, finally colliding.

However, there was no earth-shattering commotion as expected; instead, there was a blending like water and milk, an integration of the two rules of Yin and Yang.

At this moment, Amaterasu Omikami's Aura began to rise continuously, and Tsukuyomi-no-Mikoto's power also reached new heights.

Only through the interaction of Yin and Yang was their path truly perfected!

"No matter who you are..." Amaterasu Omikami was just about to say some harsh words when she saw the front suddenly darken!

Like the sky collapsing, like the earth sinking, like Yin and Yang dividing and merging, like returning to Chaos!

Amaterasu Omikami tried Her best to resist but could not stop Herself from returning to Chaos; Her Physical Body was dissolving, Her path was breaking, and Her Divine Soul was returning to Guixu!

She perceived all of this clearly but could not stop it; Tsukuyomi-no-Mikoto was in the same state.

"I surrender! I surrender!" Amaterasu Omikami wanted to shout these words of surrender, but to Her horror, She found that She couldn't even make a sound.

In the eyes of outsiders, it appeared that the figure's hands had turned into Dragon claws, reaching down lightly from beyond the Ninth Heaven to snatch both Amaterasu Omikami and Tsukuyomi-no-Mikoto into his grasp.

Such power could cause the sun and moon to fall and mountains to topple!

Just as the two were in despair, they suddenly found their consciousness returning rapidly, and Yin and Yang becoming distinct again.

They regained their freedom.

"Who... exactly are you?"

Amaterasu Omikami had narrowly escaped death, and there was a bitterness in Her voice that She herself could hardly detect.

Who could understand the feeling of waking up and being beaten down? Who had experienced that?

Roar!

The figure stood quietly in the Void Realm; the black tortoise beneath his feet seemed both angry and indignant as it opened its huge mouth and let out a sudden roar, like a Dragon's cry.

The figure's gaze was like a torch, scanning Amaterasu Omikami nonchalantly, yet it made Her entire body tense up.

"My name is Jiang Chen."

There was no passion, no deafening roar, only a casual and free-spirited tone, as if someone had casually answered a request for directions.

"Jiang Chen..." Amaterasu Omikami gave a bitter smile and glanced at Su Baiwei, who was hiding in the distance.

"Did you come here for this Pipa in my hand? If you need it, take it. From now on, we will no longer target Tamamo-no-Mae and will recognize her as one of the gods of Takamagahara."

Seeing Jiang Chen with Tamamo-no-Mae, She subconsciously assumed he was a helper she had invited, which was indeed the case.

When Su Baiwei heard this, a sudden light of joy erupted in her eyes.

She quickly flew forward, but still didn't dare get too close to Amaterasu Omikami, fearing it was a false compromise.

"Give me the Pipa!"

Amaterasu Omikami did not hesitate and followed the request, casually tossing the Pipa to Su Baiwei.

The Divine Power in this Pipa was inconsistent with Her own Divine Power, so She had not tried to devour it for many years; keeping it was useless.

Jiang Chen just watched this scene indifferently without stopping it; only after Su Baiwei caught the Pipa did he slowly speak.

"One of my purposes for coming here was to help her obtain this portion of Divine Power. Once completed, I will have no further relationship with her. Your entanglements with her have nothing to do with me."

As his voice fell, Su Baiwei's expression suddenly turned pale, and she snapped her head to look at Jiang Chen.

Amaterasu Omikami, however, was half-believing and half-doubting.

"Fellow Daoist Jiang, what do you mean by that?" Su Baiwei questioned.

...

(Goodnight)