The Ringing Drum of Liberation!

Tsugikuni Yoriichi's slash pierced through the Holy Land and drove straight toward the base of the Red Line. Terrifying Conqueror's Haki spread through the air, and the entire area shrouded in gray mist lay within the slash's range. In an instant, the whole Holy Land was reduced to dust beneath Tsugikuni Yoriichi's blade.

Sengoku, far from the battlefield, had fled a great distance back when Tsugikuni Yoriichi was gathering strength. Earlier, when Tsugikuni Yoriichi had gone into the underground palace to search for Imu, Imu's puppets had remained on the surface. Already injured, Sengoku naturally knew that remaining in the Holy Land in that condition would only burden Tsugikuni Yoriichi.

Thus, Sengoku had already left the Holy Land long before Tsugikuni Yoriichi and Joy Boy began fighting. Yet when Tsugikuni Yoriichi's slash fell, even Sengoku, who had gone far from the Holy Land, was still affected by the terrifying hurricane unleashed there. Though he was at the edge of the battlefield, he was sent flying a thousand meters by the gale.

The blinding light lingered for a long time before gradually fading, but the terrifying Haki that permeated the Holy Land remained for a long while. The Haki, condensed into something tangible, even stirred powerful gusts across the barren Red Line, making Sengoku's robes flutter wildly.

As his vision returned, Sengoku barely steadied himself against the fierce wind and raised his head to stare ahead. He discovered that the once magnificent Holy Land had vanished from before his eyes, replaced by a bottomless "heavenly pit."

Moonlight spilled down, yet it could not reach the bottom of the pit before him. In Sengoku's eyes, there was nothing but darkness within it. Everything in the Holy Land had returned to nothingness.

The walls of the pit were dark red. Perhaps Tsugikuni Yoriichi's