I have an unlimited number of shikigami

The people on the deck couldn't help but feel a tremor in their hearts.

Under this terrifying pressure, the vast majority of people knelt down, unable to muster any thought of resistance.

Amaterasu remained motionless, suspended in mid-air.

Only after the giant hand slammed down on her head did she calmly draw a short sword.

The sea suddenly turned pitch black, and all the light in the world was absorbed by the short sword, making the world feel as heavy as a huge abyss.

The short sword collided with the giant hand.

Silently.

The mirror-like sky suddenly shattered and collapsed, turning into a turbine-like void.

The enormous demon was drawn into the void and gradually disappeared. All sounds and images in the world seemed to be absorbed by the vortex, and even the flow of time seemed to pause for a moment.

"It's the Kusanagi!"

Mrs. Kasahara suddenly sat up, looked at the sky outside the window that had suddenly changed color, and looked shocked.

“I knew it, the old woman wouldn’t come without being sure of herself,” Fujiwara Izaya said, sitting up.

Mrs. Kasahara pressed her hand on her waist and smiled slyly: "So we can focus on our work now."

"What do you mean by 'my own business'?" Mrs. Hoshimi's voice was so low it was almost inaudible.

“Miko is pretending to be a fool.” Mrs. Kasahara said with a half-smile.

Mrs. Hoshimi glanced at the sky and said with a helpless wry smile, "Sigh, don't make a fuss at a time like this. Can't a good best friend and a good son-in-law make things easier for a weak woman like me..."

"Ha, a weak woman?"

"Does Himeko-neechan have a problem?"

"I have no objection for now, considering she calls me 'sister'."

"That's good."

Mrs. Hoshimi's face was stern yet exquisitely beautiful, and she smiled with elegance and tranquility.

"Let's watch with peace of mind."

Fujiwara Izaya sat upright, watching this rare and earth-shattering battle with his two mothers-in-law.

On the churning sea, Amaterasu hung in the air, her magnificent robes reflecting a golden light—a true scene of a goddess descending to earth. Opposite her, Inzagami, also dressed in magnificent robes, formed a strange lotus hand seal.

A true, epic battle is about to erupt.

however.

At this tense and suffocating moment, Amaterasu suddenly smiled.

"Your subject wishes to introduce a young fellow to Mother; he is your future rival." The Supreme Goddess raised her slender hand and beckoned him back without any hesitation. "Come here, little one!"

"?"

Fujiwara Izaya was taken aback.

The next second, his body disappeared from the two chairpersons and instantly appeared in front of Yin Xie Na Mei.

Lord of the Underworld, Mother Goddess, half mother-in-law, Amaterasu's mother... Yin Xie Na Mei, with her many identities, pressed her lips tightly together, her blood-red eyes fixed on the boy: "Who are you?"

"I……"

Fujiwara Izaya opened his mouth, but no tears came.

"I told you I'm your son-in-law, could you please go a little easier on me..."

Chapter 204. Son-in-law beats mother-in-law...right?

Izanami is suspended in the air.

"Amaterasu, do you really think I would show mercy?" she asked sharply, her voice ringing like an ancient bell.

Yup!

Fujiwara Izaya couldn't help but glance at Amaterasu.

That guy won't go easy on me just because I'm young. Great God, you'd better go yourself.

Amaterasu simply raised her hand slightly in response.

The wide sleeves of her palace dress slipped down, revealing two slender, white arms.

Fujiwara Izaya was directly pushed forward by a wave of air.

In order to protect him, Amaterasu did not really stand idly by.

Her Dharma body transformed into a sun high in the sky, its sunlight pouring down and pressing down on the entire sea.

Without a word, Izanami raised her hand and unleashed numerous palm prints, her hands tearing the sun apart as if peeling silk from a cocoon.

The seawater churned, and the air was scorching.

Both of them were truly invincible powerhouses; even the aftershocks of their battle could suppress all living things on the sea, so Fujiwara Rinya dared not make a move.

Izanami moved with the speed of a shooting star, throwing a punch at Amaterasu's Dharmakaya from a distance.

Each of those tiny fists struck with the force and weight of a mountain being carved, unleashing thousands of powerful blows in the blink of an eye, causing Amaterasu's body to plummet. Her retreating form shattered countless thunderclouds, and even the sun, almost an integral part of her body, was covered in dense, dark cracks.

"It's your turn!" Amaterasu's voice was cold and devoid of any emotion.

Fujiwara Izaya steeled himself and lunged forward.

Izanami threw another punch.

She twisted her waist into a thin rope and punched Fujiwara Izaya, who was rushing towards her at high speed.

Just as their fists were about to collide, her fist transformed into a palm, grabbing Fujiwara Izaya's fist and forcefully swinging her arm. Fujiwara Izaya's body was suddenly spun several times in the air, then his neck was grabbed, and his body was forced to fall rapidly.

"boom!"

The sea surface was as hard as rock.

The seawater cracked like stone bricks, but it did not sink.

Izanami grabbed Fujiwara Izaya by the neck, pressed him onto the sea surface, and punched him hundreds of times.

Looking at her stunningly beautiful, almost demonic appearance, Fujiwara Rin had no words to express his bitterness.

She was, after all, the Mother Goddess; in her presence, he was utterly crushed.

Amaterasu's Dharmakaya descended from behind.

Sunlight streamed down from the sky.

Izanami's body suddenly rose up, and the scorching sunlight instantly transformed into a pervasive black mist.

Fujiwara Izaya, lying on the sea, only saw Izanami's body suddenly pause in mid-air. The next moment, she appeared in front of Amaterasu's Dharma Body. After a loud bang, Amaterasu's Dharma Body was punched away again, this time directly cracking.

After floating in the air for a few moments, in its final moments, the shattered Dharma body slowly came to rest beside Fujiwara Izaya.

She clutched her chest, coughing incessantly, her skin deathly pale, her face ashen. The holy and solemn sunlight made her appear even more noble; this was the brightest and most selfless sun in the world.

But in the next second, the Dharma body shattered like broken glass.

The shattered sun leaked its light.

...Between the sky and the sea, the colors were incredibly rich, with fireworks and colorful clouds crisscrossing and shining, creating an extremely beautiful spectacle.

Amaterasu gazed wistfully at the annihilation of the Dharmakaya.

That empty, bright yellow robe swayed forlornly, like a scarecrow in a desolate wilderness at dusk.

"Don't stop me anymore." Izanami's voice was equally cold and devoid of any emotion.

At this moment, she had already unleashed her full power, her black hair dancing wildly like a demon. The space around her strangely froze, like a still river. In this still world, only her clothes fluttered; even if one could see her with open eyes, it would be impossible to pinpoint her true location.

On the deck, everyone looked horrified.

"How could this happen?" Mrs. Hoshimi asked.

“The Great Goddess has her concerns,” Mrs. Kasahara replied calmly. “If she and the Mother Goddess were to fight with all their might, all the creatures in this sea area would be killed by the aftershocks.”

"So she asked Fujiwara-kun to appease the Mother Goddess..." Mrs. Hoshimi looked worried, gazing at the boy who had been beaten and was still not standing. (To be continued...)

Fujiwara Izaya, who had gotten up, thought, "This child has really suffered..."

"Feeling sorry for him?"

"Don't you feel sorry for him? That's our son-in-law..."

"Miko, it's just the two of us here. Tell me, do you really feel any heartache?"

"what?"

"Don't play dumb."

While the two were talking, Kasahara Fukari came up from the lower cabin to the top deck.

"Mother, what should we do?" she asked from behind Mrs. Kasahara.

The two ladies turned around and found that in addition to Kasahara Fukaeri, Kawashima Miki and Yukino Riho had also arrived, and the two little shrine maidens were not left behind either.

"Calm down and wait a little longer." Mrs. Kasahara's expression remained calm.

Kawashima Miki stepped forward: "Chairman..."

"Don't say anything, I know." Mrs. Kasahara gently grasped her wrist, gazing at the Great God in mid-air. After a long while, she finally spoke: "If it really comes to a life-or-death situation, I'll go with you."

“Count me in too.” Mrs. Hoshimi raised her head slightly.

Even when facing death, she remained elegant and serene, befitting a well-mannered young lady.

On the sea, the tranquility of the world was suddenly broken.

A fierce wind howled, dark clouds swirled, and a demonic aura shot into the sky.

To everyone's astonishment, Fujiwara Izaya transformed into the appearance of a Great Tengu.

Izanami, who was floating in the air, reached out and pressed down.

"Gan!"

Fujiwara Rinya first saw a burst of intense light, then everything went black.