That night, the Shrine Maiden's palace in the Land of Demons was brightly lit.
Teams of priest guards holding torches, bows, and spears crowded before the main hall and throughout every corridor, making the security appear exceptionally tight.
In reality, however, the number of ninjas capable of playing a decisive role had been reduced to less than half of what it once was.
Inside the bedchamber, the moment her daughter left Miroku's body with a cry, the Shrine Maiden's aura plummeted.
At that very moment, Moryo, who had already arrived in the Land of Swamps, suddenly lit up.
"The time has come!"
He had been waiting for this moment for a long time!
Moryo looked toward Mount Fengmo in the distance and pointed forward. "Attack!"
"Kill—"
Following his command, hundreds of people dressed in dark yellow robes shouted fanatically in unison, then surged forward like a rolling tide.
"This is..."
Elsewhere, Alucard, who had turned into a bat and was flying through the air, watched the scene with some surprise in his voice.
He truly had no idea where Moryo had found such a large group of subordinates.
"They are Yomi Cultists, Moryo's newly recruited followers."
Black Zetsu helpfully explained.
"The Yomi Cult?"
"That's right. It seems Moryo has made quite a few preparations for today!"
Black Zetsu said with a grin.
"Then let's take a good look at just how useful these preparations are. Will he still need our help afterward?"
After Evil Spirit and Jashin exchanged a glance, they too stepped forward. Four figures stood atop the mountain peak, silently watching the battle below between the Yomi Cultists and Mount Fengmo's guards.
"Report! A large number of chakra signatures have been detected!"
The veins beside Hyuga Sōki's eyes bulged as he reported to Nara Shikaku with