"Yes!" All of the underworld emissaries bowed in unison in the face of Izanami's orders.

If they didn't unite as one, then their demise would be sealed. Thus, they had to come together and work as one for a chance at survival.

"Meeting over," Izanami declared before giving Susanoo-no-Mikoto a look, then dissipated into a gust of Yin wind.

By the time she reappeared, she was already in her guest hall, sitting in silence beside a low tea table, upon which were placed two cups of tea.

A burst of Yin energy quickly converged across from her, and Susanoo-no-Mikoto appeared on the other side. Both cups of tea were left untouched as Izanami asked with a grim expression, "How many troops do we have left?"

"We still have 3.25 million Kunitsukami left, and all of the daimyos across the nation can muster up an army of around 500,000 to 600,000 troops," Susanoo-no-Mikoto replied. "What are you planning to do?"

He already had a feeling about what the answer to his question was going to be.

The topography of the Nipponese Underworld was downright terrible. The nation was surrounded by the sea, and there were countless avenues through which enemy troops could advance. If the Cathayan Underworld were to deploy its troops from Hokkaido, they...