Ultraman cubs begin to wreak havoc.

Kentaro echoed.

"What were those sounds just now?"

"Look!"

Yumeko pointed to a big tree, where Haruna was sitting under the tree, leaning against the trunk. The two of them ran quickly to Haruna's side.

"She wouldn't... be dead, would she?"

After Kentaro finished speaking, Yumeko nervously swallowed.

"Chun, Haruna..."

Yumeko gently called Haruna's name, but Haruna did not respond.

Hey! Haruna!

Yumeko grabbed Haruna's hands and shook them, excitedly exclaiming:

"Woooooooo..."

Haruna finally spoke and slowly woke up, which put Yumeko and Kentaro at ease.

"What happened? Why am I sleeping here?"

Haruna looked around the stage sleepily.

"Why are you acting like nothing happened!"

Seeing Haruna's expression, Yumeko was truly surprised. She had just finished scolding Haruna when Haruna suddenly realized what was happening and stood up.

"I... someone is grabbing my neck, there's a man, a woman... and there's a big hole over there."

As Haruna spoke, she hurriedly ran to the center of the stage. But there was no large pit in the center of the stage, not even a trace of a pit being dug.

"What's going on...?"

Seeing Haruna's blank expression, Yumeko quickly asked:

"Haruna, what happened?"

Haruna recounted what she remembered to Yumeko and Kentaro.

"Oh, right, I also saw another woman."

"woman?"

"Yes, after I fell into a coma, I vaguely woke up once and saw a woman staring at me. She was even talking to me."

"What did you say?"

"She told me not to be afraid, that everything was alright, and that the woman was very beautiful. Her hair was so black and long... Oh, and she had a hairpin."

"hairpin?"

"Yes, it's a wooden hairpin. The pattern on it is especially beautiful."

Before she could finish speaking, something fell to Haruna's feet. She picked it up and, upon closer inspection, all three of them gasped. It was a wooden hairpin, carved with a white fox design...

"I said, let's hurry back!"

Seeing the hairpin, Yumeko felt the forest suddenly become incredibly terrifying, and Kentaro quickly echoed her sentiment, because... if he remembered correctly, this forest was called the White Fox Forest...

Is there no action?

Or is the monster's resurrection itself a result of being altered?

Hidden in the sky, Yuan Mao observed the unusual activity in the forest and carefully considered the current situation. However, he could not detect any fluctuations in primal energy. It seemed that this must have already happened at this time.

Wait, this demon's opponent is that guy named Iida Iryu, could it be...?

Minamoto no Subaru realized something and immediately set off, actively manipulating the timeline of this time bubble, returning to the Warring States period when samurai fought demons. Since the opponent did not interfere with the existence of this demon, then taking action against that samurai could also affect the 'future'.

Oh dear, time is such a troublesome thing. It keeps coming back and forth, and you can easily miss something if you're not careful, and it's quite a hassle to make up for it.

Amidst Gen Subaru's somewhat weary complaints, he returned to the past and saw Iida Iryu lying on the bed. The samurai was recuperating, but judging from his furrowed brows, it seemed he wasn't sleeping well and was being plagued by nightmares.

Indeed, it was so. Ida Ryu vaguely realized that he was walking in darkness, and at the same time, he heard calls coming from within that darkness:

"Iida Jinglong, Iida Jinglong!"

The caller's voice was low and hoarse, as if speaking while enduring immense pain. Iida Ryu's consciousness was still hazy. He felt as if he had heard the voice before, but also as if he hadn't. He could only turn his head blankly toward the direction from which the voice came.

At the same time, the owner of the voice slowly revealed his appearance. He was a demon, his body was stained red with blood, his hair was snow-white, he had only one eye, and his mouth was split open to his ears, with a mouth full of sharp teeth.

"Iida Iryu, do you still remember me?"

The evil spirit questioned him painfully.

Jing Tianjinglong nodded slightly with a cold expression and said softly:

"Have you not yet been saved?"

"Transcendence?"

The demon's tone was half pain and half hatred:

"How could I possibly be saved? Wasn't it you who severed my limbs and placed the demon-suppressing sword to prevent my rebirth? Why ask such a pointless question now?"

Jingtian Jinglong sighed softly and patiently explained:

"The Demon-Suppressing Blade you speak of is a precious blade that seals away evil thoughts and resentment. As long as the hatred lingering in your heart is purified, you will naturally be free from pain and disaster, returning to dust and ashes."

“That’s ridiculous!”

The demon bared its sharp teeth and smiled, saying:

“I will definitely be resurrected. Although I don’t know how long it will take, even if it’s ten years or a hundred years, one day, the world will definitely need me to be resurrected.”

"Do I need you, you evil spirit, to be resurrected?"

"Indeed... Iida Iryu, let me ask you, why do you slay demons?"

Haven't I already answered this question?

Jingtian Jinglong sighed helplessly to himself, but in order to make the evil spirit obediently let go of its resentment and go to be exorcised on its own, he said again:

"It is because this is my destiny."

"In that case, why do we ghosts and monsters exist in the human world?"

"..."

Here we go again, the usual sophistry used by ghosts and monsters. Seriously, why do these ghosts and monsters like this kind of rhetoric so much? I'm really tired of hearing it.

Are you speechless?

While Ida Iryu was silently criticizing in his mind with a blank expression, the demon seemed to have won some victory and smiled again, this time with an added touch of arrogance.

"The world is in chaos right now. People are constantly killing and treacherous..."

"Are you going to say that it is precisely in this chaotic world that we need you?"

Having experienced this kind of dialogue countless times, Ida Iryu calmly continued the story of the demon.

"Indeed, one day, the chaotic world will be unified. If peace and tranquility prevail in the human world, we ghosts and monsters will naturally return to darkness, but..."

"But one day, the world will need you again."

"That's right, Ida Iryu, you know a lot about this!"

Under Ida Iryu's numb gaze, the demon burst into laughter, then suddenly straightened its face and stared at Ida Iryu, saying:

"Can you wait until then?"

"Of course, as long as there is hope in my heart, the current pain is no longer on my mind..."

Iida Iryu wanted to say something more, but ultimately remained silent. It was pointless; if words could subdue demons, this country wouldn't need samurai like him. It was just...how pathetic...

"Iida Iryu, what are you doing?!"

Seeing Jing Tianjinglong's expression, the evil spirit hurriedly asked, because Jing Tianjinglong had already begun to cry, tears silently flowing from his eyes.

"Ignorant demons..."

Ida Iryu's tears fell onto the hilt of the short sword.

"Before you are resurrected, you will suffer unimaginable pain. Even if you are reborn many years later, you will probably only face a more severe judgment."

Ida Iryu turned around, his back to the demon.

"You evil spirit, you'd better watch yourself!"

The evil spirit didn't know how to answer, so it remained silent.

"However, your life was decided by me, and when you are resurrected, I will certainly not stand idly by."

"Oh, that's an interesting thing to say."

A hint of madness flickered in the demon's dull eyes.

"In that case, when I am resurrected, even if you are no longer in this world, you must return to the mortal realm and compete with me again."

Upon hearing this, Jing Tianjinglong wiped away his compassionate tears, regaining his icy expression, and said softly: