Yu Rentian is having a tough time lately.

He never expected that the Ming Dynasty, which he considered weak, would be so powerful.

In just a few days, they fought their way from Miyazaki to the Kyoto Imperial Palace.

They were unstoppable all the way, and those cities that claimed to be impregnable were as fragile as paper in front of them.

The people arrived during the day, the city fell at noon, the spoils were counted in the afternoon, and the victory banquet was held in the evening.

The time spent fighting was shorter than the time spent traveling.

Everywhere it went, nothing grew.

The tank battalion used the houses in the city as targets.

Eggs from the city are used to make soup, earthworms are dried and used as medicine, and ant nests on the ground are poured with several pots of hot water.

Wherever Ming soldiers passed, the land was basically leveled.

The worst case is Nagasaki; the place can no longer be found.

Kumamoto Prefecture, which is relatively close to Nagasaki, has also been inexplicably cursed.

The people there were all tainted by the curse, and various illnesses began to appear on their bodies.

Even the ninjas he sent out to investigate began to peel and lose flesh upon their return, exhibiting abnormal physical symptoms.

The ninja leader, after entering Nagasaki, returned with his eyes filled with blood.

Despair and panic permeated the entire island nation.

Everyone is saying that Nagasaki was punished by the gods because of its attack on Ming China, which caused the gods there to send down divine punishment.

Many soldiers and civilians believed this and harbored resentment towards Showa Tamahiro.

In their minds, if they didn't attack the Ming Dynasty, they wouldn't be attacked and killed in revenge.

It wouldn't have turned out like this.

What they didn't know was that in Li Chang'an's mind, the island nation would be annihilated whether it showed its face or not.

The instability of the regime caused by the war has left Yu Rentianhuang with deep regret; he should have known better than to send people to attack Fujian.

He originally thought the Ming Dynasty was easily defeated, but he never expected that he himself was the one who was easily defeated.

He didn't know what those fire-breathing steel monsters were, nor did he know where the Ming Regent had come from.

Now he wants to surrender, to bow down and submit to the Ming Dynasty as before, and he can be forgiven.

But the Ming Dynasty at present would never accept his surrender.

Kill them all, loot them all, burn them all.

This was the policy of the Ming Dynasty army.

These soldiers spared nothing but women.

The women were taken prisoner and taken to Miyazaki.

Li Chang'an planned to sell these prisoners to wealthy landlords in the Ming Dynasty and then use the money to subsidize the soldiers.

Therefore, in their eyes, women were also part of the spoils of war.

Faced with the overwhelming Ming army, Showa Tamahiro had no choice but to flee with the remaining Japanese pirates.

He didn't stop until he reached Tokyo.

At the foot of Mount Fuji, there is the Jingoku Sacred Toilet.

Showa Tamahin began to worship in front of the sacred toilet.

Inside the shrine, there is a snake with eight heads, and a sword is stuck in the middle head of the snake.

This is the number one divine sword of the island nation, the Kusanagi Sword.

Yu Ren knelt in the sanctuary, and in front of him, a veiled woman was dancing.

The dances of the island nation look somewhat comical.

It's like being bound hand and foot by something, making your movements restrictive and you always feel unable to let go.

The woman's eerie dance moves, coupled with her mumbling and wailing, looked somewhat creepy.

As Showa Tamahin listened to her incessant chatter, he grew increasingly irritated.

But now, he can only place his hopes on this.

Otherwise, he wouldn't know what to do.

The woman was sweating profusely from jumping, and then she respectfully took the Kusanagi sword off the snake-shaped statue.

"Your Majesty, you may enter."

Yu Ren picked up the Kusanagi Sword and looked at it again and again. He didn't know why this rusty sword was a heirloom passed down through generations of the Heavenly Locusts.

Holding the sword, he entered the secret chamber of the sanctuary alone.

Inside the secret room was a dark cave.

The cave was surrounded by weeds, the black weeds giving it an eerie feel.

Showa Tamin went into the cave and found it damp inside, with strange slime on the walls.

It felt cramped at first, but it got more and more spacious as you went in, and the further you went in, the hotter it felt.

Upon reaching the deepest part, one finds the interior filled with skeletons, each skeleton small and resembling a newborn child.

At the end of the cave, a withered figure sat on the edge of lava, with lava bubbling continuously behind him.

As the bubbles burst, waves of heat rushed towards him, and Showa Tamahino felt as if he was about to be roasted alive.

The sweat on my body flowed out and evaporated, with only a few drops falling to the ground, making a hissing sound.

Most people would have been driven away by the heatwave long ago.

But Showa Tamahiro was a harbinger of the island nation. He was born in Hiroshima and naturally inherited the islanders' characteristic of not being afraid of high temperatures.

After overcoming numerous difficulties, he finally reached the figure.

Looking up, one could see a figure with a withered face, with hardly any flesh left on its face, looking like a layer of skin wrapped around a skull.

His body was naked, and he looked like a mummified corpse, with only a black cloth draped over his body.

If it weren't for the fact that the figure was still breathing, Showa Tamahino would have thought it was a desiccated corpse.

He looked at the figure from beginning to end, but still couldn't tell whether it was male or female.

After all, people on island nations tend to have some developmental delays.

Some special parts are not visible unless you look closely.

Sometimes, you have to part the weeds to see certain features.

Just as Showa Tamahin was wondering, the figure opened its eyes.

A hoarse voice came from the figure's throat, like someone scratching a stone slab with their fingernails.

"Little one, who are you?"

Upon hearing this, Showa Tamahin felt a chill run down his spine and straight to his brain, and goosebumps immediately rose all over his body.

Upon seeing the figure, he immediately knelt down, raising the Kusanagi sword in both hands.

"The tenth generation of the island nation's Heavenly Locust, Showa Tamahin, pays respects to the ancestor!"

The figure took the Kusanagi sword and ran his hand across it.

The rusty sword immediately became shiny and sharp as new.

On the hilt of the sword, two small seal characters are engraved: Amaterasu.