Quick!
Quick!!
The "God" of my Onmyoryo must not be disturbed!
Kyoaki Hashimoto was so anxious that he refused to delay for even a minute or a second, even as his face was covered with sweat and his old lungs burned.
After ordering the Onmyoryo staff to organize manpower, he had rushed to the sacred Back Mountain without stopping.
Damn outsiders! Damn Yukino…
No.
He couldn't say that.
It was disrespectful to Lord Mizunotsuki.
But Hashimoto's impression of Yukino Yukinoshita plummeted. He felt a sudden surge of deep resentment.
As the first family to surrender to Lord Mizunotsuki, the Yukinoshitas had vaguely secured the position of "Masters of the Back Bedroom" (the favored harem).
But she couldn't just live in peace! She had to do stupid things that made her allies anxious and her enemies happy!
He anxiously wiped away his hot sweat.
The sirens of the police cars at the foot of the mountain had already reached the perimeter. But he still felt there was no time to wait for them.
It was an intuition.
An intuition that if he waited, it would be too late and everything would be over.
Despite his old bones, he dared not stop for a moment. Following the geographical location deduced by the Feng-Xun Hexagram, he rushed straight toward a specific clearing on the mountain.
As he ran, he barked his coordinates into a wireless communicator to guide the police.
The Foot of the Mountain
Heizo Hattori also felt a vague, creeping sense of urgency.
He was a veteran commander. He didn't want to be anxious. But Hashimoto's panicked tone over the radio made him anxious.
Something big is going to happen…
Could it be another Sobu High School incident? Another Mingwang Temple disaster?
Just thinking about the casualties of the last event made his skin crawl.
"Sir! The civilians nearby have been evacuated!"
Ginzo Nakamori reported, looking very enthusiastic despite the tension. This was the first time the former thief-catcher was participating in a highly classified supernatural operation.
"Good! All units ready! Go straight up the mountain!" Heizo barked. "Arrest all individuals other than the target (Yukino), no matter who they are! If necessary, you are cleared to shoot!"
Cleared to shoot?
Nakamori's hand trembled. He swallowed hard, adjusting the body camera strapped to his chest—which was currently broadcasting a live feed.
Is it really such a big deal?
He didn't quite understand the live broadcast protocol.
Who is watching?
The top management?
The Cabinet is paying attention to this?
It was inevitable.
Heizo knew exactly how much political influence the Yukinoshita family currently wielded. If there had to be a comparison, the title of "Empress" was enough to describe Reiko Yukinoshita's current status in the shadow government.
Her status and power were far beyond the reach of the other Chaebols, purely because of her proximity to the "God."
But now?
Heizo couldn't help but sigh.
Yukinoshita… you are confused.
You are throwing away your family's safety for a walk in the woods.
The Back Mountain Clearing
Almost there!
Almost there!
A young Onmyoji staff member caught up with Hashimoto, trying to get the old man to take a break. He was aggressively scolded away.
Is it time to take a break now!?
The "God" left by our ancestors is being coveted by outsiders! If they succeed, I will die of shame on the spot!
He finally arrived.
After cresting a hillside, Hashimoto had no time to breathe a sigh of relief. He stared at the clearing with bloodshot eyes.
He saw the woman—Michiko Nishikiori—performing her "Sword Dance."
As one of the leading scholars of the modern Onmyoryo, Hashimoto was very familiar with sword dances.
The Kikyo Festival!
Also known as the Pentagram Festival. It is a ceremony used to invite the Great Master Seimei to descend or grant blessings.
But the steps under her feet were completely "contrary" to the blessing dance.
The conflict of the contradictory rituals made Hashimoto almost explode with anger.
The Five Elements King Phase Death Prisoner Old Method.
It is the famous Forbidden God Step!
If Hashimoto's guess was correct, this possessed woman would soon sing the Shosheng Method to intensify the conflict of the contradictory rituals, completely achieving an act of Blasphemy.
Blasphemy?
The old man's pupils shrank, and his breathing quickened.
Whose God is being blasphemed?
The sealed Wind God of Abe no Seimei!
In an instant, the old man was furious.
Bastard!
How dare you!!
"STOP IT!!!"
Hashimoto roared, his face red and his eyes bloodshot. He picked up a heavy stone from the ground and rushed forward to physically attack the Sorcerer.
His roar was heard by Yukino, Miko, and the fleeing Yagyu sisters.
He ran a few steps, but it was too late.
BOOM————!!!
The sky changed.
At the foot of the mountain, Heizo Hattori's hand, which was holding his cigarette, trembled slightly.
He finally confirmed the situation.
It was the essential scene for the appearance of a major Supernatural Entity: A drastic change in the Celestial Phenomena.
Almost every major entity started by influencing the weather when it appeared. This had become the criterion for the government to judge the threat level of the newly surfaced "Bosses."
Nakamori stared at the peak of the sacred mountain in amazement. It was sunny just a moment ago, but in the blink of an eye, the sky was covered with thick dark clouds and rolling thunder.
Blue and white lightning, resembling a massive, ferocious python swimming through the clouds, struck terror into Nakamori's heart.
He couldn't help but look at his old boss. Heizo nodded very heavily.
Nakamori's heart sank.
The Extraordinary Realm.
This is… a true Supernatural Event.
"BOOM——!!!"
The deafening roar of thunder made the Yagyu sisters tremble in unison as they ran down the path.
Looking up at the sky, it felt like a heavenly disaster, the kind of apocalyptic scene that leaves an indelible psychological shadow on mortals.
At that moment, the twins confirmed one thing.
This world is Hell.
This is a Hell filled with floods and beasts!
"Go!"
Yukihime had no mood to stay under a natural disaster.
Who said there was nothing dangerous in this world except for technological weapons!?
That bitch Michiko!
At this moment, even the usually disciplined Yukihime almost cursed out loud.
She was a completely unreliable Evil Cultivator! Not worthy of conspiring with!
They wanted to escape the blast radius.
But Michiko, who was already visibly skeletal—her life force drained by the hijacked ritual—raised her palms. She sang, her voice echoing with the unnatural sound of ringing bells:
"If the King's Qi prevails, the law is to worry about being suspended from office."
"If the Minister's Qi prevails, the law is to worry about money."
"If the Dead Qi prevails, the law is to worry about death."
"If the Prisoner's Qi prevails, the law is to worry about being imprisoned."
"If the Old Qi prevails, the law is to worry about illness."
"The Last Six Winds, the General will be Xun!"
"Sacrifice with my blood, three lives and a great year——"
"BUZZ————"
In a moment, the scenery warped.
A blinding ray of white light expanded outward, engulfing the mountain, the clearing, and the police perimeter at the foot of the hill.
Everyone felt blinded.
After a painful struggle, their vision slowly restored.
But they were no longer on the mountain.
There were no dark clouds or thunder in the sky.
They had arrived at a new place.
A beautiful, ancient courtyard with birds singing and flowers blooming. The tranquility of small bridges and flowing water was deeply soothing. The bright, clear sky gave people a sense of lazy comfort.
Under a blooming cherry blossom tree in the center of the courtyard, a handsome man was drinking tea.
His face could be clearly seen, but strangely, it was inexplicably forgotten the moment one blinked.
Anyone who saw him—or rather, "Him"—could instantly "hear" his honorific name echoing in their minds.
Abe no Seimei.
Yes.
He was the Great Onmyoji from a thousand years ago. The legendary figure revered as the greatest mystic in Japanese history.
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