Once one reached a certain level, a single instant could contain countless thoughts. The Word Spirit ability Amaterasu had used earlier was also the law-based erasure type, so its speed was not particularly fast.
Even so, in the eyes of Jiaren, the Great Priest, and the others, it had been as swift as lightning.
"Haha, he's dead for sure!"
"It is an honor for him to die at the hands of Amaterasu Omikami!"
The moment those words left their mouths, all the Japanese Reincarnators stared dumbfoundedly at the two Word Spirit runes at Xu Yue's fingertips.
Word Spirits had originally been intangible and ethereal, but Xu Yue had forcibly materialized them, intending to study the methods of attack used by the upper realm...
"An, an honor..."
Watching Xu Yue casually pinch Amaterasu Omikami's attack in his hand, the Great Priest's face was a complete mess.
Wait, what had happened? Where was this...
"Impossible! This is Baharuth Empire territory! You cannot activate a military formation of the same level here! Even if you could, your imperial court would never give it to you!"
Jiaren's face was filled with madness. He could not understand it, could not believe it.
"Stand down. Do not disgrace yourself here."
At that moment, a crisp yet aloof voice reached his ears.
"Who dares to..."
Jiaren was about to say something upon hearing that.
But when he turned around, he saw Lady Amaterasu, who had been seated upon the throne, already standing beside him amid a golden radiance too dazzling to look upon.
That voice just now had been Amaterasu Omikami's own!
As the golden light gradually faded, a girl appeared before everyone. She wore luxurious Japanese-style robes, stood around 1.4 meters tall, had mismatched red and blue eyes, and faint little tiger fangs.
Amaterasu...
Uh, she