I Became a God in Tokyo

Not only Izanami was silent for a while.

Even the other ghosts and gods in the underworld turned their heads, large and small ghost eyes looked at Susanoo in surprise.

After all, Susanoo is the god of the three noble sons, and his own strength is extremely powerful.

Even with all the ghosts and gods present, none of the ghosts and gods can deal with them one-on-one.

But even if he is so powerful, in the hands of Izanami Ming who is in charge of Huangquan, he can't make a single wave.

Susano should be well aware of this point.

Knowing this, but still choosing to fight against the mother god for a human being?

He's crazy?

Susanoo didn't pay much attention to these gazes.

There is still a little complacency in my heart.

What he said just now, he did it on purpose.

Although it sounds like he is on the side of the priest.

In fact, he wanted to provoke the relationship between Priest Shiraki and the Mother God.

After all, as long as the two of them disagree

Then this trip to the underworld is over.

The moment the mother god makes a move, the priest Baimu will simultaneously launch the Kingdom of God.

Then pass through the Kingdom of God and leave Huangquan.

Bai Mujun had already shown him this method.

What is there to stay in Huangquan.

Isn't it good to play mahjong with your daughters in the country of roots?

Sensing the atmosphere at the scene, Susanoo was already secretly amused.

Hurry up, quarrel, fight.

In the next moment, Izanami's cold tone came out again.

The whole hall trembled violently.

However, it wasn't the anger that Susanoo expected.

On the contrary, there was some surprise in the surprise, and some playful tone.

"Susano, what do you mean, this human being wants to face me with a sword?"

"Interesting, genuinely interesting."

"Since ancient times, there have indeed been human beings who have set foot in the underworld, but they are all boring guys pleading for their relatives and companions."

"You are the first to come to Huangquan to challenge me."

"May I have your name?"

"I am the chief priest of Tianji Shrine, Bai Mujun." Bai Mujun nodded slightly.

"However, this journey is not to challenge Izanami's fate."

"I want to talk to Izanami, and use a peaceful way to eliminate the conflict between Ashihara and Huang Quan."

"Eliminate the conflict? What a big tone!" The cold female voice sneered, then gritted her teeth and said, "Do you know how long this conflict arose and how long it has been brewing?"

"How can my hatred for him be resolved by a few words from a human being!"

"Even if Gao Tianyuan is annihilated, it will be difficult to vent the hatred in my heart!"

"No matter how difficult it is, I will use my hands to solve it." Bai Mujun responded calmly.

After all, the situation of Huangquan Biliangsaka in the neon has deteriorated to the point where it can no longer be delayed.

It was really a last resort, and Amaterasu Omisami could only spend a lot of spiritual sense to seal it.

But as long as this is the case, the speed at which Amaterasu's godhead will dissipate will increase rapidly.

This is what Bai Mujun doesn't want to see.

Therefore, for the sake of Wei Yuan and Amaterasu, he will do his best to find a way to resolve the contradictions that have accumulated between Wei Yuan and Huang Quan since ancient times.

If he guessed correctly.

This contradiction is most likely the emotional contradiction between Izanaki Ming and Izanami Mei.

It is also very simple to solve.

Just let the two sit down calmly and talk about it.

Moreover, even if Izanami is not willing to sit down and have a good talk, it doesn't matter.

Because Bai Mujun has a backup plan.

If the conflict cannot be resolved

Then get rid of the God who created the conflict.

This may be a more efficient solution.

Hearing Bai Mujun's words, the cold female voice was slightly taken aback.

Immediately, the tone suddenly rose: "Okay, then let me see how you want to solve it!"

"All of you get out of the way, let the three of them enter the palace to meet me!"

Hearing this, the ghosts and gods standing in front of the main hall looked at each other and moved away obediently.

Let out the hall behind him that is filled with deep darkness and cannot be seen through at a glance.

Wait a minute, this development seems a bit wrong

The expression on Susano's face froze suddenly.

How about a big fight?

Why not only did it not happen, but went to the Mother God?

The palace of the Mother God, is that a place that can be entered casually!

Even if it is a negotiation, you must at least strive for a home field advantage!

Moreover, just now he said such provocative words to the Mother God.

Mother God, isn't she trying to lure him into the bait?

Looking at the empty door, Susanoo suddenly felt a little stiff.

Under the gloomy gaze of many ghosts and gods, Bai Mujun walked calmly.

Came to the steps in front of the main hall.

Seeing Bai Mujun's figure, the ghost girl Hongye clenched her fists, and then ran after him in small steps.

At this moment, the eyes of the ghosts and gods fell on Susano who was still hesitating under the door.

There seemed to be some doubts in the gloomy eyes.

Obviously the bravest one just now was this Susano.

Why now, instead of cowardly?

Under the guidance of many ghosts and gods, Susanoo's face faintly twitched.

Then he took a difficult step and chased after the two of them.

Inside the palace.

Immediately after Bai Mujun stepped in, there was a feeling of enlightenment.

Here, there are no columns, domes, walls, etc. that a palace should have.

On the contrary, it is an extremely open space, with no end in sight.

And all around him is a vast black and yellow aura.

Like the early morning mist in Pingxiong Mountain, it was confusing and obscured his vision.

Amidst the black and yellow air, a dazzling light illuminated Bai Mujun's eyes.

A huge jade throne stood in front of Bai Mujun.

The brilliant light emitted, like a knife and an axe, cut open the black and yellow air, revealing a sacred path.

And the shape of this jade throne is exactly the same as the shape of the thousand stones that block Huangquan Hirazaka.

On the throne, there is a figure exuding an extremely terrifying aura, sitting there.

The pure white robe fell on the ground, the appearance was beautiful and refined, the facial features seemed to be carved, and there was no flaw to be found.

Her smooth black hair was gathered behind her, exposing her fair and slender neck.

Slender and perfectly proportioned.

Only the gaze accumulated in the black eyes was cold and icy, as if the hatred had lasted for thousands of years.

Besides, no matter how you look at it, she is just a fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl.

Is this the Great God Huang Quanjin, Izanami?

Seeing the majestic girl with her hands crossed on the throne, Bai Mujun suddenly had a nonsensical question in his mind.

If this is true.

Izanagi, how many years should I be sentenced?