The Gathering of the Worthy, Immortals Lined Up Like Hemp! About How I Became a Homeless, Weak, Pitiful Thousand Eyes

In reality, it wasn't sleep.

It was more like one's consciousness suddenly plunging into the Deep Sea, except it was gentler and safer.

Even so, ordinary people who had never interacted with the Deep Sea would probably see everything go black, then open their eyes to find themselves at their destination.

"Did this Onmyo Assistant imitate it using some method...?"

But Uesugi Tetsu had gone back and forth through the Deep Sea far too many times. He had long since grown accustomed to the sensation—and since the Onmyo Assistant's imitation was so lifelike, it had even less effect on him.

Keeping his mind clear, he looked through the translucent "bubble" enveloping his body toward the world beyond.

Within his field of vision, countless colorful bubbles representing ordinary people's fleeting dreams rose and fell, slowly descending.

In the end, however, they all landed securely inside a huge black box whose depths were dark and unfathomable.

Besides that, many different kinds of dazzling radiance with utterly distinct signs bloomed among the sea of bubbles, drawing attention.

Uesugi Tetsu guessed those were probably the Ghost Gods who had entered with [Invitation Letters], or beings with exceptionally powerful minds like Ririko.

There were several hundred of them at the very least, nearly a thousand.

He didn't know whether to say that there really were quite a few Ghost Gods in the present world, or that the Onmyo Assistant simply had an incredibly extensive network of connections...

Amid the rays of light, Uesugi Tetsu soon spotted the red radiance belonging to Ririko before he fell into the black box. Its presence was as dazzling as the blazing sun.

He hadn't concealed the fact that he was still conscious. After all, the Onmyo Assistant was an ally, so there was no need to hide over something