Sword Saint Priest and Lolita Priestess

"If Yu Zhongming in this world can't break through the fourth level on the other side, it will never be possible to find here."

"Even if he breaks through the fourth level of the other end, among our Yu Zhongming, the guy in the priest's uniform is also an existence of the same level."

"If we really fight, with our help, it is impossible for Yu Zhongming to win alone in this world."

"Let alone find the space."

"As for why you were woken up?? That's because the ceremony has already begun!"

His voice just fell.

In this pitch-black space, it suddenly became bright.

Light suddenly appeared on the ground under Saori Asakura's feet.

Grains of pale golden light particles rose from the ground and spread to Saori Asakura and every corner of the empty room.

Silently.

These light particles suddenly became several times brighter, brightening the golden light that illuminated the entire room.

After a few seconds of adaptation, Asakura Saori's eyes finally saw the appearance of the room clearly.

Under her feet is a colorless and transparent barrier, with pale golden lines flowing endlessly with a slight radiance.

And above her head was the endless sky.

Unlike looking up at the sky from the open land, what is shining on this sky is not the brilliance of stars.

But a purer, more delightful emerald-green light.

Just looking at it, Asakura Saori realized something in her heart.

The star-like brilliance is just the far away universe, which cannot be measured by distance.

It is the light of life and wisdom emanating from other universes beyond this universe.

And here is the edge of the universe, where the unobservable sea connects with the existing universe.

So, no wonder, this earthly planet is so easily invaded.

Being on the edge of the universe, with the brilliance of so many lives, naturally attracted the attention of those terrifying existences who lived in the unobservable sea and lived in no fixed place.

The void is just one of them.

Then, in the gap outside the universe, a hole was opened.

A long golden bridge extends from outside the world to this room, until it reaches Saori Asakura's feet.

On the other side of the bridge, Seiko Tsuji was wearing full makeup, kneeling and sitting on a high platform made of loess.

Beside her, stood that Yu Zhongming who was wearing a priest's uniform.

Swallowing quietly, although she said it was beautiful just now, Saori Asakura was actually a little scared.

Well, a little bit.

"Go up."

Yu Zhongming, who was wearing a black robe, said in a hoarse voice: "Hehe, should I take you up?"

"no need."

Asakura Saori laughed, and patted the dust off her body, only then did she have the energy to look at her clothes.

The red and white shrine maiden uniform is neat, and Chihaya's coat is like a pure black night sky, dotted with a few stars, and the crimson manjusawa is outlined on the corner of the dress, delicate and flawless.

On the head is the former Tenten crown, which is supposed to be used for ceremonies, and on the left hand is a Kagura bell tied with a streamer.

"Ok?"

She turned her head to look at Yu Zhongming who was wearing a black robe.

"Tsuji Chiba changed it."

He grumbled.

"Oh!"

After saying this, Saori Asakura stopped hesitating and took a step forward.

The golden bridge naturally extended to her feet.

With bare feet without clogs, I just stepped on the bridge.

The white and pink skin stepped on the golden bridge deck, but it didn't feel cold, but there was a hint of warmth --- the strange warmth like a mother's embrace.

This is the power of Mother Gaia.

Asakura Saori realized it in her heart, but she was strangely unable to use this power.

According to common sense, she is the orthodox successor of Mother Gaia, and any power belonging to Mother Gaia is defenseless against her.

So she can absorb and accommodate its power at will.

Until his consciousness was covered by the power of his mother, Gaia, and he became an equal, ruthless, affectionate and loving new mother who loves all living beings.

But the power under her feet was resisting her, as if someone more orthodox was using this power.