Two hundred li east of Heiankyo, countless bizarre Ghost Gods flitted across the sky.
Among them were the naturally powerful "Karasu Tengu," the robust "Ox Demon," the massive "Mountain Ghost," and the monk-like "Ao Bouzu," but most were the deceased souls and Fusou Samurai who had died in battles of past generations.
These Ghost Gods were densely packed, covering the sun and progressing magnificently on their way to Naniwakyo.
"Susano no O," sitting in a divine chariot, looked coldly at this divine army of 1.5 million: "We should have done this long ago! At the Battle of Kii, we should have brought out all our God's Army and waged a decisive battle against that arrogant mortal—the County Prince Fenyang."
He had intended to say "arrogant mortal," but at this moment, he had to admit that the Prince Fenyang from the Jin Dynasty indeed had the makings of an Emperor.
As a loser, belittling the enemy was also to belittle oneself.
