You said you could kill the evil spirits without me, why are you crying now?

Chapter 409: The Three Sacred Treasures I Control: the Eight-foot Mirror

Mount Fugaku has long been deeply integrated into the blood of this country.
It has become one of the most iconic and classic symbols in the spiritual and cultural fields of the White and Red Empire.

For every citizen of the White and Red Empire, the mountain not only contains endless charm carved by nature with its magical power.

There is also a sense of solemnity that is innate and deep in the bones.

The literary masters of the White-Red Empire viewed Mount Fugaku as an endless source of inspiration.

At the same time, it is also a holy place that people have passed down from generation to generation and worship devoutly.

Mount Fugaku is cone-shaped, rising from the depths of the earth, piercing the sky coldly and majestically.

At the top of the mountain, the snow never melts all year round. Whenever the sun shines through the clouds, the snow shines with a dazzling silver light, like a dream.

There are five freshwater lakes scattered around the foothills.

On the way back to the top of Mount Fugaku from the construction site,

The aura around Amaterasu was quietly changing.

Originally in a state of depression due to the severe injury,
Under the nourishment of the mysterious three artifacts, which contain the power of the origin of the universe,

It is recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye.

A delicate balance gradually emerged inside her body.

Thanks to this hard-won balance,
The power of Amaterasu gradually recovered like the sun coming out after the clouds had cleared.

Although it is not as good as it was in the past, it has returned to its peak level under normal conditions.
When the dazzling golden light cut through the sky and descended directly onto the palace,

Everyone in the palace knew instantly—Amaterasu had returned.

Everyone knelt on the ground in unison, with their heads bowed.

With the utmost piety, I offer the most sincere prayers to the supreme God in my heart.

Amaterasu has a graceful figure and elegant demeanor.

She raised her chin slightly, and the proud arc seemed like an insurmountable gap created by the rules of heaven and earth.
It completely distinguishes her from these ordinary people.
She came from another world with a higher dimension. In her eyes, these humble lives were just a drop in the ocean, so small that they were not worth mentioning.

His eyes were filled with the pride and reserve of being a god.
The gods who are high above, looking down upon the ants,

I have an innate sense of superiority towards everything around me.

Everything in this world is her vassal and is at her disposal.

Passing by those kneeling mortals,

She didn't look away.
These mortals are not worthy of her attention at all, and are not worth wasting even a little bit of her attention.

Afterwards, Amaterasu led everyone directly to a high platform similar to a sacrificial platform at the back of the palace.

This high platform exudes an ancient and vicissitudes of life atmosphere.

The dust of time has accumulated on it for thousands and millions of years.

On the high platform, countless chains were densely entangled like ferocious giant pythons that had broken out of the Nine Nether Hell and were ready to devour anyone.

These chains are forged from special materials that are rare in the world.

Under the dim light in the palace, it sparkles with a strange and mysterious luster.

At the end of the chain is a coffin.

The coffin is a simple and heavy bronze color.
The whole place exudes a long and profound historical atmosphere.

But from within this coffin, there came a faint breath that made people feel as if their chest was blocked by a huge rock and they couldn't breathe.

Obviously, this is nothing ordinary.

"Before you said that the gods cannot descend directly due to the rules of this world. What exactly do you mean?"

Chu He's eyes were fixed on the mysterious bronze coffin in front of him.
But in his mind he was thinking about another more critical problem that was bothering him.

The mystery here may be like the butterfly effect, gently flapping its wings.

It can trigger a storm that affects the direction of the entire situation and even determine the life and death of everyone. If you take a wrong step, there will be no recovery.

Amaterasu raised her head slightly, with a bit of helplessness and determination.

Things have come to this point. To continue covering up is only deceiving oneself and others and is meaningless.

After all, now she has resolutely stood on the opposite side of many gods.

He became the target of public criticism and was surrounded by wolves.

Looking back on the past, she had gone through countless hardships and spent countless efforts to cultivate the godhood.

It's not for me to surrender and accept punishment at this time.
Then, in endless pain, I watched the years pass by like ruthless water, eroding my last hope.

Amaterasu's thoughts became clear, and she slowly spoke: "Thinking back then, the first group of people who became gods, after they became successful, they couldn't wait to establish the Heavenly Palace.

They were like a group of insatiable thieves, plundering almost all of the most luxurious things in the world, and then bringing them all to the Heavenly Palace.

From then on, they lived in the palace above the clouds, intoxicated by the endless beauty, living a life of luxury and carefreeness."

At this point, a trace of compassion flashed in Amaterasu's eyes.
After a pause, he continued: "But their actions,
However, it brought a devastating disaster to the human race, who originally lived a happy and fulfilling life.

The world is full of oppression and suffering, and has fallen from heaven to hell.

Why do you think that is?
Because all those extremely luxurious things in the Heavenly Palace are consumables, and the less they are used, the less they are.
Sooner or later it will run out.

What will they do when they are exhausted?

Humph, those gods won't create it themselves.
After all, in their eyes, manual labor is something for lowly mortals.

Therefore, this arduous task,
It naturally falls on the shoulders of the mortals who are still left in the world."

"As time went on, the gods in the heavenly palace became more and more greedy and extravagant.

Their desires are bottomless and can never be satisfied.

In order to maintain their extravagant life, humans had to work very hard day and night and suffered terribly.

In order to stimulate the human race to work harder,

They even introduced all kinds of so-called reward systems to deceive people with some petty profits.

Once upon a time a god said,

He said that as long as he broke the spines of these mortals, they would never be able to raise their heads.

Let slavery be like a brand, deeply integrated into their blood,
The splendor, wealth, fine clothes, delicious food and boundless joy of heaven will last forever and never fade away."

Amaterasu said this with indignation in her voice, and her hands clenched into fists unconsciously.
Isn’t she also a victim now: “Fortunately, not everyone in the human race is willing to sink.

Those human gods who have justice and compassion in their hearts,
I just can't bear to see my fellow countrymen suffer like this.

They were determined to leave behind the secret method of ascending to godhood in the human world.
I hope that more people can escape this tragic fate and have the power to resist.

But this action undoubtedly touched the reverse scale of the gods in the Heavenly Palace.

How could they allow mortals the chance to be their equals?

Thus, a large-scale, thrilling battle inevitably broke out. "

Amaterasu can still feel the cruelty of the war that year: "It's a pity that the gods among the human race are ultimately a minority.
And those who can maintain great character in the face of the temptation of power and interests are even rarer.

In that final moment that determined life and death,
A high-level god of the human race made an extremely tragic decision.

He was willing to burn his own divinity and use all his strength to seal the entire world.

He was a high-ranking god at the pinnacle. The power he released when he burned his godhood was

Even if other high-level gods in the Heavenly Palace join forces,
There is no way to force it out for the time being, so I can only helplessly let it wear away slowly."

Amaterasu sighed, her eyes full of emotion for the past: "This is why an outstanding human like you can still survive in the world safely.

The current rules of heaven and earth are the product of the great war and seal that took place back then."

Amaterasu's words,

It was like a bombshell, leaving everyone stunned for a long time.

Even a man as knowledgeable and experienced as Xu Fu could not help being moved, with a look of shock on his face.

He never expected that the secret behind this was so complicated.
It's like a bottomless whirlpool, hiding endless darkness and secrets.

Those fairy tales that were once praised by human beings for generations and regarded as the golden rule,
Now it seems, how much of it can be true?
I'm afraid most of them are just illusions that have been whitewashed and tampered with.

"I understand one thing now."

Xu Fu seemed to have awakened from a long dream. He slowly came to his senses and said with a sigh.

"Oh? What did you understand?" Chu He caught the strangeness in Xu Fu's words and asked.

Xu Fu fell into deep recollections of the distant past. His eyes gradually became blurred and his voice became softer and softer.

His expression was extremely complicated, with nostalgia, regret, and reluctance.

Various emotions are intertwined, making it difficult to understand.

After a long while, he spoke softly: "Back then, I had not yet embarked on the journey of finding the secret of immortality.
Always by your side.

One day, we looked up at the sky together, watching the changing winds and clouds and the strange celestial phenomena.

His Majesty suddenly seemed to be inspired and asked me a strange question.

I didn’t understand what he said at the time, and even today, I still can’t answer it.”

Xu Fu's eyes were full of confusion, as if he had returned to that distant afternoon. His Majesty's puzzled face was still clear.
But the question remains a mystery.

"Humph, what did you say? Can you please stop keeping us in suspense?"

Amaterasu sneered with a mocking look on her face, "Do you think your Majesty is still alive? If you have something to say, just say it now, don't waste time here!"

Amaterasu was in a complicated mood at the moment.

He became more and more impatient with Xu Fu's hesitation to speak, and his tone became more and more sharp.

Xu Fu completely ignored Amaterasu's mocking and anxious gaze.
He raised his head slightly, his eyes blurred, as if he had penetrated this space and looked into the distant past. He spoke to himself, his voice filled with vicissitudes and melancholy: "Thinking back to those days,

Your Majesty stood with me in the open field,

There are clouds and winds rolling overhead, as if the gods are playing games in the clouds.

Above the sky, lightning and thunder intertwined, the clouds were like raging seas, and everything changed rapidly.

His Majesty's gaze was as deep as the abyss, as if he could see through the universe, penetrate through the layers of thick clouds, and look into the endless depths of the sky.

At that moment, his expression showed a sense of heroism, as if he wanted to take the whole world into his arms, but also a hint of confusion about the unknown future, as if he was in a fog and had no idea which direction to go.

Then he asked me softly, "What would be the price of trying to compete with the gods?"

No matter how hard I tried, I couldn't find any clue.

Until today, I finally saw a glimmer of light in the darkness and had a vague understanding. "

His Majesty's tall and straight yet slightly lonely and desolate back was deeply imprinted in his heart, as clear as yesterday.

The sarcastic remark that Amaterasu was about to make was choked in her throat the moment she heard Xu Fu's words.

At this moment, I vaguely guessed that Qin Shihuang's words were both a question to the heavens and a way to express his lofty ambitions.

It is also the profound meaning hidden behind the words of deep inner emotion.

It is a kind of fearless courage to refuse to be at the mercy of fate and to dare to challenge destiny.

These few words are like a stone thrown into the lake of the heart, stirring up ripples in the long river of time, which last for a long time and make people feel uneasy.

"What on earth is that mirror?"

Xia Chengli's clear and pleasant voice instantly broke the brief silence.

She stretched out her slender, white jade-like fingers,

Pointing to a huge mirror suspended above the bronze coffin.

The mirror is like a bright moon that has traveled through time and space and came from an ancient mysterious world.
It exudes a cool and mysterious glow.

Runes lingered around the mirror, gleaming with a strange and charming glimmer.

These runes are intertwined to outline a dreamlike energy frame that contains the mysteries of the universe.

On the mirror, a strong golden light surged, like a golden wave rushing down.

Pouring down continuously,

With a majestic and domineering aura, it shone directly on the surface of the bronze coffin.

Bathed in this golden light, the surface of the bronze coffin glowed with dazzling golden light, shining brightly.

However, what is chilling is that

This seemingly dazzling golden light actually carries a corrosive nature.
It was eating away at the surface of the bronze coffin bit by bit.
A silent yet thrilling contest is quietly taking place, and the outcome is unpredictable.

"That is the Yata Mirror, one of the three sacred artifacts that I control."

Amaterasu said.

In the past,
The people of the White-Red Empire have an almost fanatical and extremely pious reverence for mirrors, and regard them as sacred objects that can protect peace.

They often hang small and exquisite mirrors on their chests.

It is a talisman that can dispel all evil in the world. No matter where you go, you will feel that you are blessed by the gods and can live a smooth and worry-free life in the world.

Among them, the Eight-foot Mirror has an extremely respected status.

As the spirit of Amaterasu, she is solemnly enshrined in the Ise Grand Shrine, the ancestor of the White-Red Imperial Shrine.

It is the only sacred bond between the divine realm and the human world, carrying the faith and hope of countless people.

In the folk culture of the White and Red Empire, mirrors have always occupied a very high position and have stood firm.

People firmly believe that since mirrors can clearly reflect everything and people,

The true reproduction of the world's various aspects must itself contain mysterious power and magic from the realm of gods.

As a result, many beliefs and legends have emerged surrounding mirrors.

Some people firmly believe that mirrors can bring good luck, health, good fortune and blessings to the family.

It can also act like a mirror of the soul, reflecting the good and evil, beauty and ugliness in people's hearts, leaving no place for hypocrisy and ugliness to hide.

What's more, it is said that it has a magical power that can expose the true form of the demons hidden in the dark.

Foresee life and death, good and bad fortune, master the code of destiny, and control the cycle of life and death.

For this reason, if a mirror is accidentally broken, it is considered a bad omen.

People also agree that one should not cross the mirror at will, as it is a taboo gap.

Once you cross it, you will offend the gods and suffer misfortune.

In non-auspicious occasions, mirrors should be carefully covered for fear of disturbing the gods.

Tamamonomae stood quietly by the side.
From time to time, a hint of realization flashed in her narrow and charming eyes, and she understood many mysteries of the past.

Back then, after Amaterasu mysteriously disappeared, she searched everywhere for her.

In order to find the three great artifacts of the White-Red Empire,
She has traveled thousands of miles and visited every street and alley in the city, and her footprints are left on every inch of land.

But every time, she passed by the artifact.

I can only catch some vague clues.

It was like a dream bubble, disappearing without a trace.

Those marks gently tickled her heart, making her feel itchy and unbearable, as if she was being scratched by a hundred claws, but she was helpless.

She was full of doubts. Why did these three sacred artifacts seem to have evaporated from the face of the earth, leaving only slight traces but never seeing their true bodies?

Until this moment, the answer suddenly appeared before everyone.

It turns out that two of the three sacred treasures had been hidden in the body of Amaterasu.

The remaining one was taken by Xu Fu from the Great Xia Empire.
They were sealed and suppressed together under the land.

The power of the seal was far beyond her ability.

It is precisely because of this that she repeatedly hits a wall in this long journey of exploration, her eyes are blinded, and she is never able to touch the core of the truth.

"Why do you hang the bronze mirror so high up, shining directly at the coffin?"

Xia Chengli got to the bottom of the matter and raised another question.

Before Amaterasu could respond, Xu Fu frowned slightly and said, "This bronze coffin is also one of the treasures of His Majesty Qin Shi Huang.

The imperial aura attached to it is so thick that it is almost sticky, and it is many times more powerful than anything I have ever possessed.

This majestic and vast imperial aura that can suppress heaven and earth is so powerful that even Amaterasu, who possesses many magical means, finds it difficult to force it open.

I resorted to this desperate measure, hoping to use the mysterious power of the Eight-foot Mirror to slowly wear away this barrier."

(End of this chapter)