The Sixth (Seeking Subscriptions)

Night had fallen deep, and the Purple Moon hung high.

Spirit World.

Or rather, the imaginary space of this world.

Sulu walked through the gray void, the phantom image of a Ghost Mecha emerging over his body.

"Though the first three layers of the Spirit World may differ due to different worlds, their essence is the same... wherever one walks, traces are inevitably left behind."

Sulu's physical body still found it difficult to enter the Spirit World, but with the mecha's aid, it was no problem.

"Within the white space... I've heard a little about the Starry Sky Kin's surveillance system as well... As long as the Ghost Mecha doesn't erupt at full power, it basically won't be triggered... And according to their rules, it would take at least two or three deliberations by the Light of Wisdom to pass, right?"

That was the Ghost Mecha's seal—it could only unleash its full power two or three times.

However, there was little issue with borrowing some supernatural power in everyday situations.

"I divine... the truth behind this body's parents' disappearance!"

This was closely tied to Morphy's body, and within the Spirit World, he could directly propel it with the authority of a sixth-tier existence.

Very quickly, scenes of illusion appeared before Sulu's eyes.

This was an ordinary street, seemingly on Black Iron Street.

Stars twinkled in the sky, yet there was no moonlight.

—The Lightless Moon!

Tap! Tap!

Footsteps approached. It seemed to be a young couple.

They wore rather old clothes, their family circumstances clearly modest. Their features somewhat resembled Morphy's and Joanne's.

Perhaps because they had accepted overtime work, lived too far away, or for some other reason, they had no choice but to travel at night.

They pulled their clothes tighter around themselves, clutching paper bags containing