Chapter 112: The Battle of Song and Mountain, Part 3

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Imagination is beautiful, but reality is harsh and unyielding.

Kamikawa believed that his thorny prison could at least hold for a moment, giving the three of them a chance to catch their breath. But he overestimated his own power. Countless sword shadows rained down like droplets of rain upon the prison, and in the blink of an eye, the thorny prison was riddled with holes.

“Let me handle this!”

The priest who had grasped the Way of Space quickly stepped forward, a fierce aura soaring to the heavens. Under his power, the surrounding space immediately slowed. Even the flying sword shadows became sluggish.

Seeing this, the three finally showed a glimmer of hope. The priest, wielding spatial power, laughed arrogantly.

“Hahaha, Xiao Yu, I have comprehended the rarest of domain laws—the power of space. Within the space I create, I am invincible!”

A figure slowly took shape in the void—it was Xiao Yu himself. Unfazed by the priest’s boast, Xiao Yu spoke calmly.

“You say you are invincible within your own space? Then open your eyes wide and watch how I shatter the spatial power you pride yourself on.”

Xiao Yu’s voice was cold and steady.

As he spoke, he slowly extended his right hand, and the force of heaven and earth around him stirred restlessly. Soon, the previously slowed space began to return to its natural state.

“Break!”

With that word, everything around instantly reverted to normal. The countless sword shadows once again hurtled toward the three on the ground.

By now, the three on the ground were engulfed in despair. They had unleashed their ultimate powers, yet Xiao Yu shattered them effortlessly. They could never have imagined that a young man in his twenties, a master on the divine list, could be so overwhelmingly powerful.

In the distance, Tojo noticed everything unfolding. He was both furious and shocked—angry that the three high priests combined could not stand against Xiao Yu, and stunned by Xiao Yu’s godlike strength.

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These three high priests were the strongest combatants of the Shrine Palace. Though Tojo was disappointed in them, he could not simply watch them perish at Xiao Yu’s hands. After dispatching the Azure Dragon entangling him with a single palm, Tojo instantly flashed forward toward the three on the ground.

In the blink of an eye, Tojo appeared before them. Facing the incoming sword shadows, his expression grew unusually grave.

“You three, help Sakai break free. Leave this to me.” Without turning his head, Tojo commanded the three priests. With a wave of his right hand, their figures vanished from the spot.

Xiao Yu, observing from above, was surprised. He had not expected Tojo to also be a divine list master who had grasped the spatial laws.

The spatial law is among the most difficult within the laws of heaven and earth to comprehend, yet today Xiao Yu had encountered two such individuals, both from the Sakura Nation. Xiao Yu knew his strike would likely not hurt Tojo.

Just as Xiao Yu expected, when the countless sword shadows fell within two meters above Tojo, the once sharp sword aura mysteriously vanished. Xiao Yu realized that Tojo had used spatial law to transfer all the sword shadows into his own created space.

“I never thought today I would find two masters of spatial law. What an honor,” Xiao Yu said calmly, showing no anger at his attack missing.

“Tojo, I must say your growth is astonishing. But it’s still far from enough. Feng Qingge and Dizang have also appeared in this world. Only one day remains of the three-day agreement. I am curious whether you will go,” Tojo said slowly.

“Go? Of course I will. After all, those are two rare opponents. If I happen to kill them both, then the martial arts of your Sakura Nation will fall into ruin,” Xiao Yu replied indifferently.

“Hahaha, Xiao Yu, Xiao Yu, should I call you ignorant or arrogant? During the Summer Blaze battle, you were no match for me and Ampei Seizuka, let alone them,” Tojo laughed heartily.

Hearing Xiao Yu’s brazen words, Tojo laughed aloud. Feng Qingge and Dizang were legendary figures in the Sakura martial arts world, though they faded from view after the emergence of the Nether Princess.

“Then we shall wait and see,” Xiao Yu smiled lightly.

“Tojo, today I have no desire for verbal sparring nor prolonged entanglement with you. I will take Sakai Muramasa with me today. What do you think?” Tojo said, rising to the same height as Xiao Yu, hands behind his back, smiling amiably.

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Xiao Yu sneered and then pondered for a moment. Given the current situation, they were nowhere near capable of stopping Tojo and his group. The Twelve Celestial Descendants versus four high priests was a hopeless battle. Though Xiao Yu was confident Tojo was not his match, he could not defeat him so swiftly. Staying longer would put them at a disadvantage.

After some thought, Xiao Yu glanced at Tojo, then flashed into the midst of the Twelve Celestial Descendants’ battle circle. The three priests’ presence had left the Twelve Celestial Descendants looking somewhat battered. Xiao Yu waved his hand grandly, and the Twelve Celestial Descendants’ bodies uncontrollably returned to his side.

After the Twelve Celestial Descendants departed, the four high priests, including Sakai Muramasa, returned to Tojo’s side. Sakai Muramasa looked extremely battered, covered in wounds. He glared angrily at the Twelve Celestial Descendants, as if wanting to flay them alive.

“Big brother,” the Twelve Celestial Descendants looked puzzled, their faces full of confusion as they stared at Xiao Yu.

“That’s enough for today. Some debts we will settle slowly later. Let’s go!” Xiao Yu’s eyes swept over Tojo and the others, then without looking back, he flew toward the distance.

Seeing this, the Twelve Celestial Descendants hesitated not a moment and followed Xiao Yu’s pace, leaving Sange Mountain together.

Upon witnessing their departure, Sakai Muramasa hurriedly said to Tojo, “Sir, with the strength of the four high priests and you, we could have definitely slain them here. Why let them go?”

Tojo snorted coldly, “With just us, it is impossible to keep them here. Setting aside whether the four of you can defeat the Twelve Celestial Descendants, even I am no longer a match for Xiao Yu.”

At Tojo’s words, the four were stunned. They never expected the proud and arrogant Tojo to admit he was no match.

Tojo’s cold gaze fixed on the direction of Xiao Yu’s departure. He sneered and murmured, “Xiao Yu, I hope you really have the ability to defeat Feng Qingge and Dizang. If not, Mount Fuji’s peak will be your grave!”

With that, Tojo vanished instantly, flying upward and downward. The four high priests hurried to follow.

The summit of Sange Mountain soon returned to calm, leaving behind only scars and devastation.