The blood that had splashed onto the mirror's surface gradually seeped into the cracks, while a mirror-shaped mark slowly emerged on the back of Arata's right hand.
The contract had been formed successfully.
Queen Himiko did not interfere with the gift and directly relinquished ownership of the Mirror of Clouds.
Afterward, Arata could clearly sense a scorching, warm power attempting to flow into the secret treasure and activate its abilities.
Such an infusion of external energy required his permission.
Faced with that powerful energy, he set no barriers and let it through.
After all, he had no experience with a massive transfer across planes, much less any idea how much power it would consume.
There was no way he could refuse the assistance provided by the Sun Wheel Queen.
At the same time, he arrived at the entrance to the Shrine Palace.
Compared to before, this place had changed dramatically.
The raised platform had collapsed, the pavilions lay in ruins, the ground was scorched black, and even the statue symbolizing the Sun God had been sliced in half at the waist by a sharp blade.
Judging from the smooth cut and the audacity of the act, there was probably only one person in all of Sun Wheel City capable of doing such a thing.
The very person all the residents gathered at Sun Wheel Pavilion were calling for: Princess Yao!
Raising his head, Arata could now clearly see the situation in the sky even without borrowing Hyuga's Byakugan.
Takiyashahime, who had fallen into demonhood, stood in the heavens with the Lunar Radiance Halberd in hand. Through the faint boundary of space, he could clearly see a savage, terrifying hole above the ancient city. It was obviously a passage forcibly blasted open by the gods.
Beyond that hole was a blaze