Whoosh! The Yōzumi Birasaka opened and closed. Feather and Tongtong had arrived at the Yun Country marked in the Hell Scroll.
The sky was dark, the sea of clouds was vast, and the foothills stretched far and wide. It was indeed a magnificent scene.
Feather opened his Byakugan, and he could see everything within a hundred miles!
In addition to mountains, rivers, grass, trees, birds, and beasts, Feather also saw many houses, farmlands, and humans.
Yu Nan-nan said, "Earth is not the only land that nurtured humans."
The Reed Plain Country mentioned in the past did not only refer to the Earth where Feather and the others lived. It was a general name for all the lands that nurtured civilizations, except for the Takamagahara and the Underworld.
In the Reed Plain Country, there were many large and small lands that nurtured human civilization like Earth.
Because of the limitations of knowledge and cognition, the natives of many lands often felt that they were unique!
Take Earth as an example. For thousands of years, humans had relied on wars to seize land and resources, forming a situation where five major countries existed side by side and many smaller countries struggled to survive.
They would never deliberately emphasize the concept of Earth, as it was too vague and unrealistic. Only the land under their feet could give them a sense of reality.
Little did they know that the gods of Takamagahara had already named their land.
The Moon Nation … was what the people of the heavens called this land of Earth!
The people on Earth had no idea about this.
Even Feather only learned about it not long ago from Ubiji.
Of course, the low level of human civilization did not mean that the land was barren. Earth was one of the few lands in the Reed Plain Country that had nurtured the fruit of the divine tree, Chakra, but had not been drained of vitality. Therefore, Kaguya called it an "important seedbed."
The Yun Country that Feather was currently in was much poorer. Its land was small, and its natural energy was thin. It was not enough to nurture the fruit of the Chakra. Therefore, it was not chosen by the gods of Takamagahara as a seedbed for planting the divine tree.
It was a blessing in disguise.
However, the level of human civilization here was equivalent to that of Earth a thousand years ago. They did not even know how to use the Chakra.
With Feather's current strength, he could easily destroy a civilization of this level.
However, Feather was not a destroyer. He was a soul-chasing envoy of hell. He was here to kill the 369 people of the Ise Shrine under the orders of Yama of the Underworld. The other creatures of the Yun Country were not within his hunting range.
Feather's gaze was fixed on the towering mountain peak on the other side, following the descent of the white vortex!
The mask of joy, anger, sorrow, and resentment … became a face of sorrow.
He had no enmity with the Ise Shrine of the Yun Nation. Therefore, he did not feel any joy, anger, or resentment in this mission. He only felt sorrow from the bottom of his heart … sorrow for the weak!
Thump! Thump!
Suddenly, hurried footsteps could be heard from the mountain fog below. It was a white-haired old man who was supported by a young girl!
Stopping at the edge of the cliff, the old man put down his walking stick and bowed in worship, "God, you have finally manifested!"
"God." Under the mask, Feather narrowed his eyes.
The old man raised his head and said, "Have you forgotten, God of Heaven? Twenty years ago, you sent down an oracle in a dream … That posture and aura were exactly the same as you. If you're not a God of Heaven, then who is?!"
Swoosh!
In the shrine, the door of the house opened. People in red and white clothes came in one after another. There were men and women, old and young. They knelt behind the old man and the young girl.
The old man in the lead shouted, "I represent the Ise Clan to kowtow to God!"
Everyone kowtowed in unison with a pious expression!
Feather frowned and thought to himself, 'It seems that things are not that simple …'
He asked calmly, "Have you completed the task that I gave you?"
The old man raised his voice and said, "Under the orders of the God of Heaven, we have established a shrine, spread the Shinto Dao, recruited believers, and collected incense. In the past twenty years, more than half of this land has been occupied by the God of Heaven. They have offered their incense to the God of Heaven in order to obtain the God of Heaven's blessings, to have ample food and clothing, to ward off diseases and disasters!"
At this time, a young girl in red and white clothes beside the old man came forward with an ancient jar and said respectfully, "God, this is the incense that the people of God worshiped. Please check it!"
Feather examined the jar. There was a strange technique written on it. Even his eyes could not see what was inside.
Feather thought to himself, 'Although these people are not strong, they seem to have some special abilities. That's why they were chosen by the so-called God …'
Feather took the jar and handed it to Tong Tong behind him. Then, he looked down at the young girl who did not even dare to raise her head and said, "Raise your head."
The young girl said in fear and trepidation, "No, I don't dare. I don't want to disrespect God …"
Feather said calmly, "It's okay. Raise your head."
The young girl raised her head timidly. She had a pretty face and clean eyes … In addition to respect, there was also a blush of joy because she was allowed to look at him.
It could be seen … how much she worshipped God in her heart!
Feather reached his hand to the back of his neck and pulled out a red sword from the divine ring. With a crack, he stabbed it into the young girl's heart!
The shyness on her face suddenly froze. Her eyes were filled with despair and confusion!
Crack!
Feather pulled out the sword. The young girl fell down with blood. Her body twitched and she said in a trembling voice, "God, God … Did, did I do something wrong?"
Feather did not answer.
The color of life faded quickly. The young girl's eyes were open until she died. In the end, they solidified into ashes.
Feather stepped over the body of the witch and walked toward the old man!
The old man did not run away. He only said in fear and trepidation, "God, please calm down!"
"I'm not your god. For you, I'm just the god of death …"
Crack! Feather cut off the old man's head!
"Ahhh!"
Fear awakened the Ise people who were stunned. They ran for their lives!
Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh! Feather chased after them and swung his sword … Blood dyed the entrance of the Ise Shrine into a river of blood!
After counting the number of deaths, there were 368 people. It was one less than the 369 people mentioned in the scroll of hell.
At this time, Tongtong pointed at the shrine with his little finger.
Feather walked in with his sword. In the inner room, he saw a baby who was sleeping soundly. He frowned and could not help but tighten his grip on the hilt of his sword. "He doesn't know anything, right? It's his people's fault. There's no need to implicate him … "
However, Tongtong said, "Don't worry. Hell is very spacious. No matter how many people there are, it will be able to fit them …"
Feather closed his eyes and slowly raised his sword. His mask of happiness, anger, and grief turned into a deeper 'grief'. 'I was too naive. When I killed Pu Shi, I thought it was a good job … Sure enough, hell is hell!' The Avici Feast has just begun! '
He made up his mind and stabbed the old man with his sword!
Crack!
Fresh blood … splattered all over the roof!
"Hehe …" Tongtong's purple eyes flashed with a dim light as he laughed evilly.
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