Meanwhile.
Within the area shrouded by that "green aurora."
Every blade and sword, whether it had an owner or not, let out a violent tremor at that moment, as if bowing in submission to a newly born king.
Previously, whether it was Shiki or Figarland Garling, when they broke through to the realm of Sword Saint, the fluctuations had been suppressed by Imu, so nothing unusual had appeared in the outside world.
But this time, perhaps because it happened too suddenly, or perhaps because he had no intention of interfering.
The commotion it caused was exceptionally magnificent, exceptionally shocking, and it almost alarmed more than half of Sea Star.
In the nearby Flower Capital.
The people who had originally been enjoying the lively atmosphere of the "Fire Festival Night" all stared dumbfounded at the green pillar of light above Swordmaster Hall.
Gintoki, Kagura, and Shinpachi, who had just returned to Kabukicho and were standing in front of the "Yorozuya," preparing to take Sadaharu home to sleep, were also drawn in by this sudden phenomenon.
"Hey, hey, hey! What is that?!"
Shinpachi's eyes instantly widened until they were bigger than the frames on the bridge of his nose.
Kagura was holding a skewer of Three-Color Dango she had not finished eating.
Her other hand rested on her forehead, and the sky full of green light was reflected in her azure eyes.
She could only be heard mumbling indistinctly with her mouth full:
"Don't tell me some huge incident is about to happen again, aru."
Gintoki, who was walking ahead, froze too, his pinky still stuck in his nostril.
"This scene, this color scheme... this pillar of light."
After coming back to his senses, he pointed at the sky and shouted, "No matter how you look at it, this is exactly the