Dispelling Faith, Forging a New God!

Arata stood within the shadows cast by the divine palace,

Clear Mirror, Still Water concealed his presence, while chakra condensed into fine threads carried his earlier question to the ears of every resident of Sun Wheel City.

Faced with such pointed whispers, the grief-stricken residents of Sun Wheel City heard every word clearly and responded with devout, urgent actions.

Because that familiar voice belonged to the Onmyoji who had once saved them from disease.

Because Princess Yao was not merely the Great General's daughter—she was also the valkyrie of all Sun Wheel City!

And now, she was still fighting alone to protect Sun Wheel City.

Resonant wishes surged through Sun Wheel Pavilion, and a hidden energy seemed to be gathering at alarming speed.

At the same time, Arata, having received his answer, gently closed his right eye. When he opened it again, his black pupil had turned crimson, and a mark resembling black windmill blades slowly began to rotate.

"Release."

As the murmur left his lips, vivid blood flowed from the corner of his eye.

And in the minds of every Sun Wheel City resident he had treated, clear scenes of Retrospection emerged alongside that whisper:

Amid the torrential rain,

Princess Yao stood alone before divine punishment and the Queen's helplessness, willingly giving up everything she had to fall into becoming a yokai.

Arata had found these scenes in the eyes of the soldiers within Sun Wheel Pavilion while treating them.

Now, through the Sharingan and the chakra he had left within everyone's bodies, they had directly become a tailored genjutsu.

In an instant, everyone learned why Princess Yao had become a yokai, and the sorrowful atmosphere grew even heavier.

Throughout the entire area, people called out Princess Yao's name. The dense Vow Power also stirred at that moment, as