The Aftermath

Sizzle!

The Thousand-Hand Centipede soared through the heavens, its six pairs of wings like clouds hanging from the sky. Its black scales absorbed the sunlight, while lightning crackled around the thorn-like crown atop its head, making it resemble a black thundercloud.

Below the Thousand-Hand Centipede lay Tokyo, battered and destroyed.

Its very first appearance had ended with the destruction of Tokyo.

On a small hill outside Tokyo, a red figure stood quietly.

Bathed in the morning sun, she wore a scarlet wedding dress. Fine golden threads danced along its hem, bright and dazzling like burning flames.

Her eyes were as bright as autumn waters, and her long black hair fell softly around her shoulders, complementing the phoenix embroidered on her wedding dress. She looked noble and elegant, with an innate air of grandeur.

Yet if anyone looked directly into her eyes, they would discover a coldness and indifference that did not belong to a human, as if her gaze could freeze all the blood in their body.

Han Ruyan held a Myriad Soul Banner in her right hand. It fluttered and roared like blood-soaked cloth, constantly emitting mournful demonic sounds. Hideous ghost faces bulged from its surface one after another, as though trying to break free from their prison.

"Ten-Million Soul Banner!"

Han Ruyan lowered her head and examined the Myriad Soul Banner in her hand.

Over the past two years, the banner had absorbed the souls of various livestock raised for slaughter, human souls gathered during the war in the Jewish State, and the souls of tens of millions of people in Tokyo, Sakura Country. At last, it had advanced once more, reaching the level of a Ten-Million Soul Banner.

There were now slightly more than ten million Yin souls within it. Tokyo alone had provided the Myriad Soul