I'm a Hokage in Tokyo

"Ha! Why can't the space be opened?"

Jiraiya grinned, his mouth corners exaggeratedly pulled to his ears, his expression was funny, and he spoke in a long tone.

"What did you do?"

"Since I know that you have the space-time kaleidoscope pupil technique, how could I not have a way to deal with it?"

Jiraiya had a sly look on his face, looking smug.

"This is not an ordinary Four Red Yang Formation, but an improved one. It suppresses and blocks the space within the range of the barrier. In this way, you cannot escape through space teleportation."

Ah Fei's eyes turned cold, filled with chilling murderous intent.

He clasped his palms together, and the black robe with red clouds on his body danced in the wind. Vast chakra gushed out from his whole body like a volcanic eruption.

The blue chakra condensed into substance, transforming into bones, flesh, and armor, allowing Susanoo's body to rise higher and higher, and in an instant it turned back into a giant god nearly a hundred meters tall.

"Boom!"

Susanoo, with its unparalleled strength and unrivaled spirit, blasted towards Jiraiya, who was dozens of meters outside the Four Red Yang Formation, making a loud noise that shook the earth.

The light wall of the Four Red Sun Formation deformed and bulged, and began to vibrate violently.

Jiraiya remained calm, as Susanoo's fist was blocked by the wall of light and could only stay ten meters away.

The raging fire from the Four Red Yang Formation also burned Susanoo's arms in turn.

"Tsk, it really is a turtle shell."

Ah Fei snorted coldly, and then his eyes flashed with coldness. The arms of Susanoo opened and closed, pulling out two strings of constantly rotating magatama.

Then he threw his arm outwards, and hundreds of magatama, like a violent storm, shot out from the inside towards all directions of the Four Red Yang Formation, especially the people at the four corners.

Magatama of Yasaka!

"Boom boom boom!!!"

Fierce explosions sounded one after another, but after the flames of the explosions, the Four Red Yang Formations stood as tall as a mountain.

“There are no blind spots either…”

After several attempts failed to break the Four Red Yang Formation, Ah Fei couldn't help but frown and mutter to himself.

"This Four Red Yang Formation is the strongest barrier formed by the combined power of two of the Three Ninjas, Chiriku, and Lady Konohana Sakayahime. Even Susanoo cannot tear it apart." Jiraiya said confidently.

Full of confidence in the defensive capabilities of the Four Red Yang Formation.

"Toad Sage Jiraiya, you are truly the biggest stumbling block to my dream. I thought I valued you enough, but I ended up underestimating you?"

Ah Fei turned around and looked at Jiraiya. Although he couldn't see his expression clearly because of the mask, he could still hear the sigh in his tone.

"But the four of you have to maintain the Four Red Yang Formation, which consumes a lot of energy. And Toad Immortal, if you stay outside the Four Red Yang Formation, how are you going to defeat me?"

Jiraiya chuckled, his face full of intriguing expression, but said nothing.

A barrier of the level of the Four Red Yang Formation would not be able to be maintained for too long even by a Kage-level powerhouse. As long as Jiraiya and the other three ran out of strength, they would naturally be able to escape from the cage. By then, the four would have no power to fight back and could only be slaughtered by him.

But with Jiraiya's silence, A Fei began to feel that the Four Red Yang Formation was becoming more and more bizarre, and even made him feel uneasy.

As the saying goes, the longer the night, the more dreams you have!

"Although I can wait until your strength is exhausted, I don't want to delay any longer. Let's end this quickly!"

Ah Fei operated Susanoo, took a step, and his body retreated hundreds of meters.

"Even if it is the Four Red Yang Formation, as long as you can use the absolute power of more than four Kage-level masters to crush it, you can forcibly break it. Let me show you why Susanoo is called the power of God!"

Ah Fei shouted loudly, and the Mangekyō Sharingan in his right eye rotated faster and faster, and blood flowed out wantonly.

Susanoo's arms were retracted in front of his chest, and a huge black shuriken appeared in his palms.

"Kamishuriken!"

Susanoo grabbed two Kamui shurikens and was about to throw them at Jiraiya who was outside the Four Red Yang Formation.

"Wang Wang Wang!"

At this moment, the soil rolled, and a small white animal suddenly emerged from the soil, running towards Susanoo on all fours.

"What? This beast is Di Ting?"

Ah Fei's right eye kaleidoscope spun, his face changed drastically, and he threw a powerful shuriken at the white beast.

"Woof, woof woof woof!"

"boom!"

A huge gate rose from the ground.

Ten meters, twenty meters, thirty meters, and in an instant a fifty-meter-high gate stood tall, like a tall building or a city.

On the front of the gate is carved a ghost face with green face and fangs, and a bloody mouth ready to devour people. It looks vividly like a real evil ghost from hell.

Spiritualism·Rashomon!

Rashomon exudes an atmosphere of boundless horror, making people shudder, as if there is a direct path to purgatory behind it.

"boom!"

The Kamui Shuriken hit the front of Rashomon, and the Rashomon, which was as thick as a city wall, was directly twisted and deformed.

The raised, hideous ghost face oozed blood from its facial features, and it shattered, disintegrated and fell off, but Rashomon did not disappear.

"Uuuuuuu——!!"

Amidst the wailing of ghosts and gods, countless wronged souls and evil spirits pushed the door of Rashomon slowly open at the crack.

The gates of hell were opened.

An extremely terrifying pressure suddenly descended!

A huge black sun emerged from Rashomon and rose slowly.

And in the black sun, one can faintly see a supreme god wearing a crown of bones and dressed in a pitch-black robe.

Jiraiya raised the corner of his mouth and said:

"You just called it a dog, right? Then do you know there is another saying, when beating a dog, you have to look at its owner first."

Chapter 326 Chapter 327 Lord Taishan, seal all the corpses and ghosts! (Revised)

The towering Rashomon rises from the ground like a black tombstone in Tokyo.

The huge and ferocious evil ghost head on the gate of hell can be seen clearly even through the barrier of the Four Red Yang Formation.

The cameramen on the helicopter and the two million viewers in Amami Katori's live broadcast room witnessed this incredible scene for the first time and were immediately shocked.

"This gate looks so evil, it gives me chills!"

"It has a green face and fangs, and it's grinding its teeth and sucking blood. It's just like a living thing..."

Next, Susanoo's powerful shuriken struck Rashomon with lightning speed, and the more than ten-meter-thick gate bulged backwards and fell apart.

However, the destruction of the gate violated the taboo law, and the passage between hell and the human world was opened.

From the gradually opening door, we can see that behind Rashomon is a huge, dark and deep world full of death.

On the rotten, lifeless earth, there are countless wronged souls and evil ghosts wandering, crying and howling, in a dark and desperate place.

Curses, pain, fear, resentment and other negative emotions filled with dead air poured out from Rashomon almost tangibly, making people shudder from the bottom of their hearts even through the screen, as if their souls were about to be sucked into it.

"Ahhhh! My brain and soul are trembling!"

"Is the back of this door connected to hell?"

"You mean the gates of hell?"

"Rashomon! I know, this door must be Rashomon!"

Rashomon was originally named Rajo Gate. According to legend, it was the city gate of Rashomon in Kyoto. It was abandoned and fell into disrepair due to war in the Heian period. Unidentified dead bodies in the city were often thrown outside Rajo Gate. Over time, it was regarded as the dividing line between life and death.

In Japanese folklore, Rashomon is depicted with tragic scenes of hell and is the gate between the human world and hell.

The popularity of Amami Katori's live broadcast room suddenly soared to three million!

The aura of death was vast and boundless, pouring down from the open door of Rashomon, as if it was ready to pollute and assimilate Tokyo, this metropolis of lights and debauchery, into the lifeless and spooky world behind the door.

At this moment, a huge black sun rose from Rashomon!

The sun travels across the sky.

Unlike a star that radiates endless light and heat, the black sun will not blind one's eyes even if one looks directly at it with the naked eye. Instead, it is like a black hole, which burns not only the sight but also the soul out of the body, trapping one in it forever and never waking up.

With the appearance of the black sun, although the world behind Rashomon was still black and white, the chaotic aura of death began to become orderly, and countless weeping and wailing ghosts became silent and dared not make a sound.

Just as the sun is the basis for the existence of countless lives in the earth's ecosystem, the eternally sleeping and peaceful black sun is the center of the afterlife, dividing yin and yang and governing the underworld.

"This dead and hopeless atmosphere, a world filled with countless dead souls, and the eternal black sun, is there really hell behind the door?"

A group of bureaucrats who had been received by Jiraiya before have now been transferred to a shelter outside Tokyo. They were fortunate enough to witness the scene of hell, and immediately thought of the bizarre world after death.

Moreover, in the video, at a glimpse, a human-shaped deity can be vaguely seen in the black sun.

Everyone had the same realization in their hearts that this person was definitely the ruler of the afterlife, the King of Hell!

It was Lord Jiraiya who opened the gates of hell and invited the gods and Buddhas from the sky to come!

"Quick, the helicopter moves closer!"

"Photographers, what are you doing? Put your camera up and take pictures!"

Following strict orders from their superiors, several helicopters hovering to the south of the Four Red Sun Formation adjusted their angles and circled around.

A photographer leaned out of the cabin with equipment in hand, looking down from above, trying to take a clearer picture.

"I took the picture! I took the picture! This is not a god, nor a Buddha, it's an emperor!"

The photographer's body trembled and his pupils suddenly contracted to the limit.

In his understanding, on the imperial throne in the black sun sat a majestic deity, wearing a bone crown and a dark black robe with twelve patterns of the sun, moon, stars, mountains, and ancestral symbols on it.

However, the god's head and face were shrouded in darkness, making it hazy and unclear.

This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity even more rare than an audience with the emperor. If he can capture the face of this deity, he will definitely become famous.

Even the Pulitzer Prize for Photography requires him to receive it!

"I saw it, I saw it!"

The cameraman was so excited that his whole body was shaking and he started shouting.

"What did you see? Emperor? Why can't I see anything in the live broadcast? There is nothing in the black sun!"

"We don't see anything here! Where's the pilot?"

The photographer turned a deaf ear to the questions from his superiors. He now had only one thought in his mind, which was to go one step further and do something shameful to spy on the true face of the gods.

"Ahhhhh!!!"

Just as the cameraman's eyes moved slightly upwards and he hadn't seen clearly, a thunderclap suddenly exploded in his mind.

He felt as if struck by lightning, as if a heavy hammer hit him on the head. Blood spurted out of his mouth, nose and eyes. His consciousness collapsed and he fell into endless darkness.

In addition to him, the helicopter pilot and his assistant were also shocked when they looked at the black sun and fainted on the spot.

The helicopter immediately lost control and crashed, and it seemed that everyone on board was about to be killed.

"Amitabha!"

When everyone's life was hanging by a thread, a Buddhist chant was heard.

A golden lotus emerged from the void, and a golden Buddha's hand appeared, holding up the helicopter and placing it steadily on the ground, saving their lives.

"The Holy Monk of Earth Land..."

A crew member walked down from the helicopter. Having survived the disaster, he was in a daze and spoke tremblingly.

He didn't know what had happened and couldn't understand why the captain fainted on the spot just after taking a look outside.

The one who opened the barrier to the south of the Four Red Yang Formation was Master Di Lu, who had never set foot on the mortal world for many months.

"Amitabha, this Buddha has different names and incarnations in different eras. In our Buddhist family, he is revered as Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva."

Di Lukou was chanting the Buddha's name, and his lowered eyes were full of compassion.

"He weighs truth and falsehood, and is impartial; He judges yin and yang, and is observant of the smallest details. He decides good and evil, and decides life and death. How dare ordinary people look at Him with their eyes..."