Intimidating All Demons, Behold the True God of the High Heavens

A golden radiance burst forth from the summit of Mt. Tianheng, shining so brilliantly it seemed as though a second golden sun had risen among the mountains.

The entire Liyue Harbor was bathed in the dazzling glow, its golden splendor illuminating every corner.

The people, whether busy, idle, or anxious, paused their activities to gaze toward Mt. Tianheng, marveling at the divine phenomenon unfolding before them.

"Wow! Lord Morax has revealed his presence! Everyone, look!"

"We're not blind, we can see it too!"

"Don't you know? A month ago, the summit of Mount Tianheng was flattened overnight, made level like Yujing Terrace. That was surely a miracle only Lord Morax could achieve."

"Oh, I heard it too! My cousin's uncle's sister-in-law's friend who works at the Ministry of Civil Affairs said it was to build a new plaza for worshipping Lord Morax."

"I already knew! Look at this magnificent display—our Lord Morax must be pleased with how splendid it turned out."

"Stop chattering and start praying! Maybe Lord Morax will hear our wishes."

"Yes, yes! Lord Morax, please bless me with great fortune!"

"Lord Morax, let me find Mora on every step I take!"

"Lord Morax, may I be adored by a dozen beautiful women at once!"

"Lord Morax, please grant me a healthy grandson!"

While the citizens of Liyue Harbor exclaimed and prayed fervently at the divine display, a golden pillar of light shot skyward from the plaza on Mt. Tianheng. The radiance expanded outward, encompassing the entire leveled summit.

Amidst the golden pillar, a massive vermilion gate, towering hundreds of meters high, materialized, arching across the mountaintop.

A voice resonated through heaven and earth, warm yet imbued with authority:

"I was once a god of humanity.

"It is my duty to witness the rise and fall of mankind.

"I once promised to bestow upon humanity civilization, ritual, craftsmanship, and a land to call their own.

"I fought to cleanse the four corners of the world, safeguarding this fleeting corner of existence.

"I have walked this world for over six thousand years, and even stone feels the weight of time.

"But I am the God of Contracts, and if humanity still seeks the covenant once forged.

"I shall fulfill my unfinished duties without hesitation."

Under the radiance of the golden pillar and accompanied by Rex Lapis's voice—warm, solemn, and paternal—tears flowed freely down the faces of Liyue's people.

"The Sovereign who has walked with us for 3,700 years…"

"Yes, our great Lord Morax! You've silently protected us Liyueans for over three millennia."

"My ancestors, countless generations past, all lived under your blessing."

"Even as a god, Lord Morax must feel weary after watching over us for so many years."

"Wah… We, small and insignificant mortals, can only pray and do so little for our great Sovereign."

"Lord Morax, please take care of yourself!"

The people of Liyue Harbor prayed through their tears, with some lighting incense and kneeling in worship on the spot.

Even travelers from other nations, though their faith lay in different gods, were moved by Rex Lapis's words and found themselves silently offering prayers for him.

At Wangsheng Funeral Parlor, Hu Tao clasped her hands together and bowed her head toward the golden pillar, murmuring a quiet prayer.

Despite her usual mischievous nature, she would never jest during a divine revelation, especially from Rex Lapis she so deeply admired.

But as she prayed, an odd thought bubbled up in her mind.

Strange… why does Lord Morax's voice sound so familiar?

Ah! That's it! His voice sounds almost identical to my dear consultant, Zhongli!

Tsk, tsk, tsk… Not bad, my consultant. From now on, when I bring him octopus balls, I'll make sure to hear him talk more.

...

Golden beams of light appeared for the third time in Teyvat, towering into the heavens. The sheer majesty of the phenomenon made it visible to the entire world.

Each time such a celestial pillar appeared, it was always followed by extraordinary events across Teyvat—events that invariably brought about positive change.

Though ordinary people and many scholars were uncertain about the specifics of what was happening, they had begun to identify a pattern. Whenever this divine light descended, it marked the beginning of significant transformations in the world's fabric.

In particular, some scholars in Sumeru had proposed theories that came strikingly close to the truth: the world of Teyvat was evolving, much like elemental creatures undergoing transformation.

This line of thought had quickly become one of the most popular research topics in Sumeru.

On the highest point of Sumeru City, Greater Lord Rukkhadevata sat gently swinging on a swing woven from branches and vines, gazing toward the golden light emanating from Liyue. She glanced at Nahida, who was earnestly attempting to manage Sumeru's political affairs.

"Lord Heavenly Principle… husband, you've already begun the conquest of the third world? Time truly flies. In just two short months, you've strengthened Teyvat to this degree."

"I wonder… what heights will Teyvat reach after devouring the third world? Truly, it's exciting to imagine."

Buer's gentle clover-shaped eyes sparkled with anticipation.

She knew that her husband's early plans were the foundation for transforming Teyvat into an ideal, complete world. Having memories of three worlds, she understood the concept of completeness.

It wasn't just about creating a cycle of life and death but ensuring that all life in Teyvat could experience both past and future existences.

Though Teyvat spoke of reincarnation, in truth, there was no such cycle. Once life ended, it was gone forever. Resurrection was possible but only under extremely stringent conditions—ordinary mortals whose constellation shattered seven days after death were lost forever.

...

In Snezhnaya, Tsaritsa stood at the gates of her palace, gazing with envy at the light that connected heaven and earth.

That beam was the doorway to another world.

Had she not chosen to rebel against the Heavenly Principles in an attempt to avoid future judgment, would she have been invited by the Lord Heavenly Principle to take part in conquering these worlds from the very beginning?

...

In Inazuma, at the Grand Narukami Shrine, the Raiden sisters and their two kitsune familiars watched the golden light on the distant horizon across the sea.

Raiden Ei remarked, "This time, it's Liyue's turn."

Raiden Makoto sighed. "The world Liyue is about to conquer is the strongest of the first three. Their contribution will surely be the greatest."

Raiden Ei nodded absentmindedly, not fully grasping her sister's deeper implication.

Makoto felt deeply frustrated, wishing her naive younger sister could see the larger picture. Greater contributions meant a higher standing in Lord Noah's heart.

The more important Liyue became, the more likely its participants were to gain favor with him—and thus, more opportunities to draw close to him.

If their contributions were significant enough, perhaps Lord Noah would be pleased enough to take them both as his consorts.

It was a bit of a fanciful dream, but one not entirely without possibility.

...

At Wangshu Inn, a green-clad bard plucked his lyre strings idly.

"Ah, those words of the old man—so moving. But when will it finally be my turn to play the hero?"

Venti sighed wistfully.

Three worlds, and still no significant role for him. The second world had come and gone before he'd even had a chance to make an impression.

He had eagerly waited for the old man to invite him this time, only to be utterly ignored.

"Well, it's Morax, after all," he muttered. "The oldest of the Seven. A world without gods is hardly a challenge for him."

...

Meanwhile, in the Inuyasha world:

Thunder rolled across the skies.

Clouds swirled and parted, revealing an expanse of golden clouds that stretched across the heavens.

Golden clouds swiftly blanketed the entire sky, their ancient golden radiance streaming through the gaps and illuminating the land below.

The blackness of night was transformed into the brightness of day.

...

Western Lands

This region had a higher population of yokai than humans. Moreover, it was home to some of the strongest yokai in the world.

The abundance of powerful yokai meant that battles and skirmishes were a constant occurrence.

Among these numerous yokai, the most formidable was the Dog Demon Clan, led by the Great Dog General, Toga, one of the world's strongest daiyōkai. Armed with his three legendary swords, he was an invincible force in the Western Lands.

The primary adversary of the Dog Demon Clan was the Leopard Cat Clan, another formidable group vying for dominance.

Though their power was nearly equal to that of the Dog Demon Clan, the Leopard Cat Clan had launched an all-out war to claim supremacy over the Western Lands.

...

Tens of thousands of yokai clashed on the battlefield, their battle cries, roars, and the sounds of carnage resounding through the air.

Miasma and yokai energy turned the sky a murky black, streaked with ominous purples and reds.

"Wind Scar!"

A golden surge of demonic energy erupted, splitting the battlefield in two. The ground was torn asunder, unearthing rocks buried dozens of meters underground.

Boom!

Within the swirling vortex of golden demonic energy, yokai of all sizes and forms—whether humanoid or beast-like—were shredded to pieces. Their blood, tainted with malice and corruption, rained down from the skies like a torrential storm.

"The General is here! Kill these stinking Leopard Cats!"

"Kill them all! Leave none alive!"

"ROOOAAARRR!"

Some yokai on the battlefield roared as they transformed into their true forms—towering dog demons, tens of meters tall, lunging at equally massive cats revealing their feral forms.

...

Amid the chaos, an enormous Leopard Cat yokai unleashed a burst of dark purple energy, swelling its body to several hundred meters.

"Curse you, Toga! You and your three swords! Today, I'll shatter them all!"

Toga gripped the Tessaiga and laughed thunderously.

"Leopard Cat, let's see if your claws can match my fangs!"

Their yokai auras clashed violently, generating a vortex of energy so overwhelming that lesser yokai were sent screaming as they were blown away.

...

Just as the two daiyōkai were about to engage, an ancient, divine aura descended from above, scattering their yokai energy like leaves in a storm.

BOOM!

The dark clouds formed by tens of thousands of yokai were instantly purified.

The ancient, sacred, and overwhelming presence swept away all other energies, as if declaring absolute dominion over the world.

...

Toga looked up in shock.

"What is this?"

His eyes widened as the entire sky was consumed by golden clouds in the blink of an eye. The divine light streaming through their gaps stung his eyes, forcing him to squint.

Even more terrifying, under this ancient and overwhelming aura, his immense daiyōkai energy felt utterly lifeless—unable to stir even the faintest ripple.

A word, long forgotten, surfaced unbidden in his mind:

Takamagahara.

...

The Leopard Cat leader, far less composed than Toga, screamed in terror.

"A god from Takamagahara? Impossible! The gods of the High Heavens haven't appeared for over a thousand years!"

...

The tens of thousands of yokai on the battlefield, crushed beneath the divine aura, gazed despairingly at the rolling golden clouds above.

It was as if they could see their fate reflected in the heavens—a massive, mountain-like spear of stone descending to obliterate them all.

...

The Eastern Region

In a human city, a procession of Hyakki Yakō (Night Parade of One Hundred Demons), led by a dozen daiyōkai and thousands of high- and mid-level yokai from various races, marched under a shroud of black yokai clouds obscuring the night sky.

The yokai under the Hyakki Yakō were systematically purging other rogue yokai from the city.

At the forefront, Nurarihyon, the leader of the Nura Clan, carried a yokai sword with an air of roguish charisma. The collective belief of his followers flowed into him, elevating his power to rival that of the top-tier yokai.

"Heh, these pathetic small fry yokai only know how to bully humans," Nurarihyon sneered. "Purge all those who prey on humans from my Nura Clan's territory."

"Yokai like that have no right to join my clan."

He raised his blade and smiled. "Next, I'll claim the fear of every human in this city."

Behind him, a yokai emanating powerful energy added, "Understood, Lord Commander. This will expand our territory in the Eastern Region. Soon, we'll rival even the other daiyōkai territories."

Nurarihyon's eyes glinted as he looked off into the distance and laughed arrogantly. "But my ultimate goal is to rule Kyoto and become the lord of all yokai!"

He vowed to defeat the current lord of yokai, Nue, and claim dominion over all demons and spirits.

...

BOOM!

Just as this ambition filled his mind, the night sky turned into dazzling daylight. Golden sunlight poured onto the ground, and the imposing aura of the Hyakki Yakō shattered instantly.

An ancient, sacred presence descended, crushing weak yokai to the ground. Even the stronger ones trembled in terror as they gazed upward.

Nurarihyon froze in shock.

"The... sky turned bright!"

"No, wait! This presence!"

Unlike ordinary yokai, Nurarihyon was a divine yokai, one whose lineage was closer to that of the gods. He immediately recognized the nature of this ancient aura.

"Takamagahara True God!"

"W-What? A god?"

"A real god?!"

The yokai of the Hyakki Yakō stared fearfully at the swirling golden clouds above.

Nurarihyon's pupils quivered. "Impossible... the gods of Takamagahara haven't descended to the mortal world for a thousand years!"

It was their absence that had rendered temples, shrines, and the sacred arts of mikos, priests, and onmyoji powerless to summon divine aid.

This was why the mortal realm had become a paradise for yokai.

Though a few rare humans were born with exceptional spiritual power, they were fleeting phenomena—flowers blooming for a moment before withering, limited by humanity's short lifespan.

Meanwhile, even the weakest yokai could live for centuries, and powerful daiyōkai? They only died in territorial battles. None ever aged to death.

...

Kyoto

At the heart of the land stood Kyoto, a city shared by humans and yokai. By day, it belonged to humans; by night, it was ruled by yokai.

Though humans believed the country was governed by the wife of the late warlord Toyotomi Hideyoshi, in truth, she had long since been devoured.

In her place, a millennia-old fox demon had taken control of her body.

The fox was carrying the reincarnation of the Lord of All Yokai, Nue, who in his past life was known as the most powerful onmyoji, Abe no Seimei.

Under Nue's command, yokai searched for noblewomen to harvest their hearts and livers for the fox's sustenance. This was to ensure that their lord would return with the power of the underworld and reshape the world into one ruled entirely by yokai.

But now, night had turned to day, and the golden clouds banished the yokai's control over the night.

...

Hum...

An ancient, solemn, and sacred aura descended upon the earth, bathing all of Kyoto in golden brilliance.

Within the Tenshu Pavilion, the millennia-old fox demon, in the midst of devouring a human heart, collapsed to the ground under the oppressive force.

Terrified, it lifted its head and screamed.

"Aaaah! This... this aura! A god? A Takamagahara True God?!"

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