Transmigrating over ten thousand years late, I was forced to become a mighty presence

The food processing factory couldn’t afford to hire cultivators above Qi Transformation to act as security, so deploying these soldiers armed with guns was the best choice.

Noro Mai’s expression was indifferent, her hand signs changing like smoke, as soldiers were forcibly dragged into a dream-induced stupor one after another.

Noro Mai, leading the people, charged directly into the food processing factory.

The scene that unfolded before everyone’s eyes left all the ordinary people dumbstruck.

Inside the food processing factory, there was a deathly silence; mountains of materials were piled up in the warehouse, swarms of flies and maggots clambered over them, all emitting a rancid, rotting stench.

The production line machinery had been out of operation for days; there was no trace of the production line workers, only the occasional two or three employees on duty who, seeing the crowd enter, tried to step forward to drive them away.

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"Go away! This is not a place for you!"

At these words, the emotions of the people behind Noro Mai instantly surged. A middle-aged man in a work outfit, his face filled with anger, charged forward, grabbed the collar of an employee on duty, and demanded,

"Didn’t they say the processing factory was operating beyond capacity to provide us with food?

Why isn’t the production line running? Why let those materials rot instead of distributing them to us?"

The murmuring of the people behind followed at this moment.

"As early as two months ago, the news said that Ghost Objects attacked numerous factories leading to production halts and mass unemployment, and even the food factories were affected, with only the government issuing food."

"Every day I barely have enough food to eat, praying daily that the Hell specters would be quickly driven away, who would have thought this was all false news."

"They would rather let the food rot than give it to us, could it be, just like the Miko said, that it’s to trap us in hardship and then squeeze our faith?"

"I don’t want faith, I want food!"

The voices of questioning gradually grew louder, yet in the eyes of Noro Mai who witnessed the scene, there was not a trace of joy, only sadness and sighs.

Two months earlier, the elite class of Qimu City had already begun to secretly implement the oracle of Izanagi, deliberately destroying numerous factories to leave the populace unemployed, providing them with only the bare minimum of food, so they could only pray to the gods, thereby squeezing out belief.

But as an industrial city, Qimu City’s industry was said to be the foundation of many elites. Some elites were unwilling to destroy their factories, so they chose to pretend to operate the factories in order to preserve their assets.

This food processing factory before their eyes was one of the examples Noro Mai had found. She brought the people here to expose the elites’ ruse.

News spread rapidly among the people, like wildfire, instantly spreading to the entire Qimu City.

After enduring two months of hunger, the people’s anger had built up to the breaking point; they stormed the elites’ residences to snatch food and set ablaze numerous lavish shrines.

Every time a cultivator or shrine priest attempted to stop them, Noro Mai would lift the talismans bestowed by Shen Yuan and use the Sword Qi contained within to slay the cultivators.

Finally, the flames of anger reached one of the biggest shrines in Qimu City, Takemikazuchi Grand Shrine,

And at that moment, a thunderbolt out of the blue came crashing down from the sky, and a towering local deity, a thousand feet tall, manifested within Qimu City, looking down upon all living beings with an arrogant mien.

"You mere mortals dare to offend the gods, if you retreat voluntarily, I can spare your lives.

If not, you will share the same fate as the Hell specters!"

With those words, a massive thunderbolt thunderously struck the already closed factories, instantly reducing them to ruins.

The ordinary people, previously ablaze with rage, stood rooted to the spot upon witnessing this scene, their eyes filled with uncontrollable fear.

Takemikazuchi was among the most ferocious High Gods of Sky High Plateau. Throughout history, he had several times appeared in the world to deliver divine punishment, even once wiping out a city with a population in the hundreds of thousands.

As the local deity appeared, the fear buried deep within the genes, a legacy of thousands of years of divine rule, was stirred; the crowd fell to their knees en masse, not daring to look up at Takemikazuchi.

Only Noro Mai stood in the center of the crowd, her eyes angrily fixed on Takemikazuchi above the firmament.

"I know you, insect!"

The voice of Takemikazuchi echoed like thunder throughout heaven and earth, his gaze toward Noro Mai filled with disgust.

"You have been causing trouble in those cities, and the Main God Izanagi had no intention of minding the matter.

But you’ve repeatedly challenged us, even affecting the Pingan Capital. Even if the Supreme Taoist protects you, today I shall surely slay you here!"

A tremendous dark purple thunderbolt roared down towards Noro Mai, Takemikazuchi’s intent to kill almost spilling over.

But just as the thunderbolt was about to strike, a pale hand reached out from behind Noro Mai, catching the falling thunder in its grasp.

Five fingers came together, easily crushing the thunder imbued with divine might.

"Who is it?"

Takemikazuchi’s voice thundered in rage, but the next moment his expression stiffened on his face.

White Impermanence emerged from the shadow behind Noro Mai with a smile that was neither entirely genuine nor mocking.

"White... White Impermanence High God!"

Takemikazuchi’s voice suddenly turned to one of terror; in his eyes, Noro Mai was nothing more than a trouble-making ant.

If it hadn’t been for fear of the Supreme Taoist, the gods would have eliminated all of the Amaterasu Miko long ago.

Today’s unrest in Qimu City gave the hot-tempered Takemikazuchi the opportunity he had sought to kill Noro Mai, but who would have thought that such a mere mortal would have the protection of White Impermanence, a High God?

Although White Impermanence was at the same realm as he, at his peak, White Impermanence had been a Ghost Immortal who stepped into the Immortal Realm; with his methods, he had no way to contend against him.

As White Impermanence made his appearance, several gazes from Sky High Plateau converged upon this place, providing Takemikazuchi with a slight sense of relief.

Gathering a bit of courage, Takemikazuchi spoke in a grave tone:

"Right now, the Hell specters, our great enemies, are in front of us, and we, the gods of Sky High Plateau, are fighting them off. Yet this ant dares to instigate the common people and attempts to overthrow the faith in Sky High Plateau."

"Even if you are a High God, you cannot shelter such a criminal!"

White Impermanence laughed, his smile filled with an icy chill.

"I have, along with Black Impermanence, Bull Head, and Leopard Tail, the four of the Mount Luofeng 6 Hell Deities, sat in Ying Island for five years.

I have slain seven Tao Harmony gods and demons, refined twenty-three Void Refining spirits and demons, and twice repelled the invasion of Ghost Immortals. Have your contributions in fighting off the Hell specters matched even half of ours?"

Upon hearing this, Takemikazuchi was instantly rendered speechless.

The interventions of the gods from Sky High Plateau were greatly limited; for these years, they had depended mostly on the four High Gods, and their feats of war were few and far between.

Not to mention half; they did not even amount to a third of the deeds.

"But Amaterasu Omikami once..."

"Amaterasu Omikami’s achievements are naturally extraordinary, but what does that have to do with you?"

White Impermanence’s expression was indifferent, glancing over to the distant, faintly visible divine nation of Sky High Plateau.

"If it weren’t for Amaterasu Omikami’s sake, given your offense against the Supreme Taoist, I would have slain you within Pingan Capital long ago."

"Such a worthless being as you dares to claim to be a great deity and race to seize the credit for quelling the Hell specters, it’s utterly ridiculous."

The sound of his voice barely paused as the power of the Netherworld surged in the void around them, and a Netherworld domain quietly emerged into the present world.

"If you don’t leave now, you might as well stay here forever!"

As his words ended, Takemikazuchi no longer hid his fear; his massive divine body turned into a bolt of lightning that shot towards Sky High Plateau, without daring to utter a word of rebuttal.

Watching Takemikazuchi’s departure, White Impermanence’s gaze was profound; he then vanished from within Qimu City.

Within Falling Clouds Temple, Shen Yuan witnessed everything that had happened in Qimu City.

Moving his gaze away from the rising fate of humanity above, Shen Yuan’s eyes fell on the area outside Falling Clouds Temple.

With a hint of interest in his eyes, Shen Yuan lightly waved his sleeve and opened the grand doors of Falling Clouds Temple.

"Come in!"

A flash of white, and a breath later, a cautious white fox carrying a golden ear of rice in its mouth stepped into the main hall of Falling Clouds Temple.

The white fox looked at Shen Yuan sitting on the meditation cushion, sizing him up for a long time, with suspicion in its eyes gradually turning into disbelief.

Setting down the golden ear of rice from its mouth, the white fox respectfully prostrated on the ground.

"Your humble god Miketsu pays respects to the great Father of All Gods!"