At the end of the Rainbow Bridge, Chiyo reached out and pushed open the gates of Sky Citadel.
The gates seemed to be gently pushed open by an invisible hand, revealing a dreamlike scene beyond.
The moment Seru and Kirinmaru stepped through the gates, both came to an abrupt halt.
Before them lay a vast garden floating above a sea of clouds.
Paths paved with white jade wound through the mist, while exotic flowers and strange plants bloomed on either side. Crystal-clear dew clung to the petals, refracting rainbow-colored light beneath the sun.
Farther away, pavilions and waterside terraces stood in elegant arrangement. Wind chimes hanging from the eaves rang crisply in the breeze, intertwining with the calls of spirit birds to form an ethereal melody.
Yet what shocked them most was the power flowing through the air.
It was everywhere.
In every wisp of wind, upon every petal, within every white jade brick beneath their feet.
It was a contradictory union of vitality and deathly stillness, warmth and coldness, creation and destruction, yet it existed in harmony as natural as breathing.
"This is..."
Seru murmured, unconsciously tightening her grip on her folding fan.
"The Power of Life and Death."
Chiyo walked ahead of them, his silver hair drifting faintly through the clouds.
"It was something I gained a superficial understanding of while rebuilding the Underworld. I integrated it into this city's foundation."
He turned to look at them, the yin-yang symbol in his scarlet eyes slowly revolving.
"Here, the living may be nourished, while the souls of the dead may also find peace."
As soon as he finished speaking, Chiyo raised a hand and pointed vaguely toward a flower tree in the distance that was still in bud.
Black and White Qi swirled around his fingertip.
The tree bloomed,