Under one person: I, Zhang Zhiwei, the arrogant Zhang.

Within the Dharma lineage, Zhang Zhiwei quietly sensed his current state.

"This situation is really interesting!"

With his level of insight, he could clearly "see" that among the intricate lines that constituted himself, there were not a single black or white line; they were all golden lines, and they could not even be described as lines, but as pure gold entities, just like the golden statues of gods in temples.

This is his divine body, the body formed after his divine mask carried countless faiths. This is nothing more than the so-called physical sanctification.

He looked at the thirty-six Thunder Generals in front of him, at Amaterasu in the distance, and at the vast number of Japanese demons.

In the view of the Dharma, the composition of these deities is clearly defined.

The bodies of the thirty-six Thunder Generals were devoid of black and white lines, and were surrounded by dazzling golden light.

Among them, Wang Lingguan, Guan Yuanshuai, Ma Tianjun and others were powerful figures in life, and were posthumously conferred the title of gods. They enjoyed incense offerings for thousands of years and were highly worshipped. Their bodies were as if forged from pure gold, shining with golden light. Without careful observation, one could not see any trace of lines.

Among the Thunder Generals, a few were ordinary people in life but were deified after death for their filial piety, integrity, and other virtues. Although they also shimmer with golden light, the golden lines and traces are still visible on their bodies, and their divine bodies are not as robust as those of the other generals.

It is clear that even among the same Thunder Gods, there are differences in strength.

As for the Japanese spirits and deities, they were even more of a mixed bag. The vast majority were just black and white lines with a few faint streaks of gold, which should be the low-class cannon fodder among the so-called "eight million spirits and deities".

Even more extreme, their bodies are almost entirely composed of black and white lines, making them look no different from ordinary mortal spirits.

Only a very few beings, like Takemikazuchi, are composed of pure golden lines, barely comparable to ordinary lightning generals. As for those beings that have no lines and are entirely pure gold, they are extremely rare.

The reason for this is simply that in Japan, the investiture of deities is mostly done by people connected to the imperial family, with all this talk of "eternal lineage," as if they could make even the royal family's dogs into gods. A tall building starts from the ground up; if the foundation is weak, no matter how powerful the investiture, it's just a paper tiger, all show and no substance.

As for Amaterasu, although she is a pure deity of faith, because she has so many beliefs and is free from human interference, this pure collection of faiths is countless times stronger than the demons and gods of the imperial lineage.

She was also made entirely of pure gold and emitted a dazzling light.

Amaterasu shifted her gaze to Zhang Zhiwei. Compared to the Thirty-Six Thunder Generals, this newly appeared giant demon was more powerful, and even she felt threatened.

The two sides stared at each other from a distance, their mutual malice blatantly obvious. Without a word, the battle was about to erupt!
However, the first to make a move was not Amaterasu, but Takemikazuchi, who was standing next to her!

Previously, Takemikazuchi was severely injured after being whipped away by Wang Lingguan, and only recovered after being bathed in the radiance of Amaterasu.

Now, with Amaterasu in front of him, as the Thunder God of Japan, he was naturally fearless. He swung his long sword, Futsu-no-Mitama, and unleashed a bolt of lightning as thick as two people could hug, which struck Zhang Zhiwei on the forehead.

Zhang Zhiwei, who was observing the gods of Japan, paused slightly, his eyes, as golden as the sun, indifferently looking at Takemikazuchi.

He could have easily dodged that attack, but there was no need. It's like an adult not deliberately avoiding a mosquito buzzing towards them.

Lightning magic is Zhang Zhiwei's most proficient technique.

Moreover, one of the powers of the Heavenly Tong Sect Leader was thunder.

Countless believers also firmly believe this, and some even think that the thunder in the sky is the eyes and ears of the Heavenly Tong Sect Master, or his avatar...

In his current state, even the Thunder Generals would have difficulty harming him, let alone Takemikazuchi, who was easily crushed by the Thunder Generals.

This blow was no different from a tickle to him.

"boom!"

The lightning struck Zhang Zhiwei's head, bursting into a burst of electricity, and then... that was it.

But then, another bolt of lightning struck!
This bolt of lightning was even more powerful than the previous one, as thick as ten people could hug. Like a purple lightning dragon, it descended from the sky and struck Zhang Zhiwei's head once again!

With a ferocious expression, Takemikazuchi continued to intensify his attack, pouring in powerful divine energy continuously. This prevented the massive bolt of lightning from disappearing in a flash, instead causing it to relentlessly bombard Zhang Zhiwei's forehead like a welding torch!

Zhang Zhiwei neither dodged nor evaded, nor even used the Golden Light Mantra for defense, and took the blow squarely.

With a ferocious expression, Takemikazuchi continued to intensify his attack, continuously pouring in powerful divine energy so that the thick bolt of lightning didn't just flash by, but instead bombarded Zhang Zhiwei relentlessly, like welding.

Zhang Zhiwei remained motionless, allowing the attack to continue. He was testing the strength of his "divine body," constructed from faith and divine power, within his spiritual world.

He was very satisfied with the test results. In Japanese mythology, Takemikazuchi is definitely a great god with considerable power, but even so, he could not harm him in the slightest.

"Even if my current faith power is greater than Takemikazuchi's, it shouldn't be so overwhelming. After all, Takemikazuchi's faith has a long history and has accumulated a lot over many years. There shouldn't be such a big gap."

"And what really sets us apart is our subjective strength!" Zhang Zhiwei thought to himself.

Takemikazuchi is a deity born from pure faith, and is how he is perceived by countless Japanese people.

He doesn't have his own subjective opinion; his current subjective opinion is actually a projection of the subjective opinions of countless Japanese people.

This kind of subjectivity is undoubtedly loose and disorganized.

Zhang Zhiwei's subjectivity is the result of his extensive travels, his understanding of the past and present, and the refinement and polishing he has undergone through countless trials.

His extremely powerful subjectivity, coupled with a massive amount of faith power, directly created an utterly unreasonable being.

Jian Yu Lei Shen had been attacking Zhang Zhiwei with all his might for quite a while, until he was panting heavily and his divine light had dimmed considerably. But the Tian Tong Sect Master opposite him remained completely unharmed, without even a flicker of emotion in his eyes.

This horrifying scene shocked the demons and gods of Takamagahara. Takemikazuchi was one of the top-ranking demons among the eight million demons and gods, yet even with all his might, he couldn't harm him in the slightest. This extraterrestrial demon was far too terrifying.

Driven by a deep-seated unease, they began to unleash their full power, launching an attack on the Heavenly Tong Sect Leader. In an instant, blades flashed, sword shadows flickered, demonic fire raged, and poisonous mist... rained down on the Heavenly Tong Sect Leader's body like a dense downpour.

However, these attacks couldn't even make him flinch.

This scene surprised not only the Japanese demons and gods, but also the Thunder Generals. They could handle attacks of this magnitude, but never with such composure. "Get out of the way, that big guy is about to make his move, let's not get caught in the crossfire," Marshal Ma, with his keen insight, said.

Upon hearing this, the other Thunder Generals quickly distanced themselves.

Then, something happened that shook all the Japanese spirits and deities.

The leader of the Tiantong Cult, who had been standing still, finally moved.

He slowly stretched out his massive arm, as huge as a mountain, and spread his hand outwards, enveloping the countless Japanese demons and gods in the sky!

A tremendous roar of wind and thunder resounded in his palm!
His arm met the thousands of attacks head-on, and wherever it passed, all the sword flashes, demonic fires, and poisonous mists were annihilated by the boundless golden lightning!

The Japanese ghosts and gods could only watch helplessly as that enormous hand, like a pillar supporting the sky, descended from the heavens, stretched out, its five fingers wide open, and then... clenched tightly!
"Boom!"

When the Heavenly Master clenched his fist, Jianyu Leishen was the first to be crushed and his divine body was annihilated. The ghosts and gods around him were also turned into dust under this terrifying grip!

Even the sacred radiance emanating from Amaterasu beside them was crushed by this domineering grip, leaving behind a huge, dark, tightly clenched fist mark in the radiant world!
This astonishing scene left the onlookers outside the altar completely astonished!

The senior disciples stared wide-eyed, their jaws nearly dropping to the ground.

"Good heavens... This... Is this the Dimension after being empowered by the Thunder Ancestor's divine power? It's... It's too powerful!"

The believers of the Tiantong Church around the altar immediately recognized that the supreme giant surrounded by golden lightning in the light screen was the Tiantong Church Master whom they worshipped and believed in day and night!
Seeing their leader casually reach out and crush countless Japanese demons and gods to death, they instantly erupted in deafening cheers!
"The Lord's divine might is invincible!"

"I knew it! Those so-called ghosts and gods are nothing but grains of sand in front of the cult leader, not worth mentioning!"

Compared to the cheers of his uncle and the believers, the Shinto priest and Matsumoto and others did not look so good.

They were unaware of the golden giant's identity; all they knew was that the opponent's demonic power was immense, and that Takemikazuchi had been crushed like an ant.

This is really hard to accept, after all, Takemikazuchi is one of the top-ranked beings among the eight million demon gods, not some nobody.

Immediately afterwards, they saw Amaterasu Ōmikami in the Yata no Kagami mirror. After seeing her subordinates being slaughtered so easily, she finally began to take action.

Just now, Amaterasu only wanted to use her subordinates to test the opponent's strength, but she did not expect the opponent to be so arrogant, directly crushing a large number of her subordinates, which made her very angry.

The rotation of the sun behind her suddenly accelerated! Continuous golden flames, like a flood bursting its banks, surged wildly from the sun, along with endless holy light, shooting towards the Heavenly Tong Sect Master!
But instead of retreating, the leader of the Heavenly Tong Sect advanced against the light! He suddenly slapped the towering sea of ​​fire with his palm!

The collision of the palm and the flames was earth-shattering!
Although the people watching through the Yata Mirror and the smoke screen could not hear any sound, they still had a terrifying feeling as if bells and drums were beating in their hearts!
Then they saw that the golden flames that filled the sky were actually slapped and disintegrated.

Immediately afterwards, the Lord of Heavenly Tong and Amaterasu, these two beings representing the highest combat power of their respective lineages, clashed fiercely together!
"Outer God! You have gone too far!"

Amaterasu's icy voice resounded throughout heaven and earth, and two beams of light shot from her eyes.

At the same time, the great sun of faith behind her suddenly contracted and condensed, transforming into a great sword burning with golden flames, which she grasped in her hand and slashed at the Heavenly Tong Sect Leader.

Seeing this, the leader of the Heavenly Tong Sect snorted coldly, completely ignoring the two beams of light, letting them bombard his body and splash up two insignificant ripples.

Then, he slapped the burning divine sword hard!
"Boom!"

The clash between fist and sword unleashed a silent shockwave, as golden lightning and solar fire clashed in their most intense battle.

Every collision between the two sides caused Takamagahara to tremble violently!

After several rounds of fighting, Zhang Zhiwei became impatient and unleashed a supreme thunder technique!
Suddenly, golden light burst forth from the sky! A bolt of divine lightning, so thick it defied description, crashed down!

This is the Purple Mansion Divine Thunder created by Zhang Zhiwei!

In an instant, lightning filled the entire world! Everyone present, even the Grand Master of the Shinto Sect and his fellow disciples who were watching the battle outside the altar, had their eyes sting and tears stream down their faces from the lightning.

It is conceivable how terrifying the power of this lightning strike was!
As the dazzling lightning gradually subsided, a large number of Japanese demons and gods in Takamagahara were directly blasted to death by the aftershocks of this lightning.

Even the incomparably majestic Amaterasu had one of her arms shattered by this lightning strike! The severed arm was completely empty, smooth as a mirror, without a single trace of debris!
The blazing light and the scorching fire vanished in an instant.

In the entire Takamagahara, only the golden lightning on the body of the Heavenly Master remained, displaying its power alone!

This scene terrified the surviving Japanese spirits around them, who trembled and nearly fled.

"Great! Okay!"

At the entrance of Tiantong Cathedral, the monks and believers erupted in thunderous cheers!
"Zhiwei, that kid, well done!"

"I knew it! Those minor deities from Japan are no match for the cult leader!"

In contrast to the cheers at the Tiantong Church, the Shinto Church was shrouded in a deathly silence, as if mourning the passing of their parents. Many priests even vomited blood and fainted on the spot due to the collapse of their faith.

The supreme Amaterasu Omikami... was actually injured?! Her arm was broken by some unknown "Chinese deity"?! How could this be?!
They couldn't believe it, and they didn't want to believe it! Some were even shouting at the top of their lungs that there must be something wrong with the Yata no Kagami, that it was projecting the wrong image!
Only the Grand Master remained silent. He knew the image in the Yata Mirror couldn't be fake. Something truly terrible had happened in Takamagahara. That golden giant was simply too powerful! Even Amaterasu was no match for it.

However... there's still a chance!
Susanoo and Tsukuyomi, two of the Three Noble Gods, haven't appeared yet! Especially Susanoo, who is known for his strength and is violent and warlike!

As long as he appears, together with Amaterasu, they will surely be able to reverse the situation and eliminate that Outer God who invaded Takamagahara! They definitely can, he clenched his fists tightly.

Inside Takamagahara, Zhang Zhiwei was somewhat surprised to see that his borrowed "Purple Mansion Divine Thunder" had only managed to blast off half of his opponent's arm.

However, since one thunderbolt wasn't enough, let's try another.

Just as he was about to deliver another fatal blow, suddenly, Amaterasu let out a piercing scream.
"Susanoo! What are you waiting for?!" (End of Chapter)