As You Wish, Go Forth to Meet the Eternal Cycle

The spirit cavalry, empowered by Fudo's profound art, charged through the third-stage Susanoo's formidable defenses and closed in on Arata in an instant.

But Arata had expected this, so neither shock nor panic showed on his face.

He did, however, uncross his arms. Just as the purple spirit riders were about to reach him, he thrust his right hand into the air before him.

Spirit Word: Guard.

A transparent barrier took shape at his will, holding the fearsome spirit riders and their raised blades outside it. For a moment, it gave him a pocket of safety amid the onslaught.

The reason Spirit Word: Guard could provide protection where Susanoo had failed was that, unlike Susanoo's body of pure energy, it was more like an instant-cast barrier technique.

The two differed in both nature and form.

But compared with Susanoo's nearly solid battle form, this hastily raised defense was undeniably fragile.

Within a few breaths, sharp cracking sounds rang out all through the sheltered space.

"Yield, young onmyoji."

"Your barrier is about to shatter."

A clear, cool voice carried across the battlefield.

It was Princess Yao.

As the caster, she could naturally sense how strong her opponent's defense was through her own technique.

Now the barrier serving as his last line of defense was buckling under her assault, on the verge of breaking.

Once it broke completely, there was no doubt what would happen to the onmyoji inside.

"And if I say no?"

Even in the face of Princess Yao's final offer of mercy, Arata had no intention of accepting.

The defiant reply had barely left his lips when the invisible Spirit Word barrier shattered. Susanoo, standing beyond it like an ancient city wall, still did nothing to stop the attack.

In an instant, the surging spirit cavalry swallowed the young