Though it felt somewhat strange, the Tengu ultimately said nothing. He merely turned his gaze toward the human harbor before him, and the vague ancient information in his mind clashed violently with what he was seeing now.
"Weak humans can accomplish things even yokai cannot."
"That is true."
Shuten-doji nodded at the Tengu's remark.
Whether in the past or the present, humans had always been quite capable of creating miracles.
Abe no Seimei in the past, Luoshui Sanxian now—each and every one of them was so troublesome.
"Hm?"
Shuten-doji was about to say something else, but the Tengu beside him seemed to sense something. He frowned slightly and looked toward the sky in confusion.
"Is the human presence merely my imagination?"
"Why do I feel threatened?"
As a symbol of yokai, Mountain Gods, and human culture in Japan's myths and legends, the Tengu was not weak. He could even be called exceptionally powerful.
Though he was not a match for the already resurrected Shuten-doji, he at least possessed Second Sequence-level strength. Moreover, due to his unique nature, he was often more sensitive to presences.
Though there was still some distance between them, he had already noticed that human presence.
Yet he did not know whether it was an illusion, but he had actually sensed danger from that human presence.
Had another powerful Onmyoji appeared among humanity?
That was what the Tengu thought. As one of the strongest yokai races in Japan's system, there were extremely few humans who could make him feel threatened, even in his memories.
"Oh, you noticed him too?"
"It seems that although you have only just resurrected and your strength has yet to fully recover, you still possess some abilities."
Shuten-doji was somewhat surprised that the Tengu had discovered that person, but he eventually nodded. Then,