The obsession with becoming strong, a coffin from the east!

Across from the world of the living lay the Netherworld.

Beyond the Sanzu River, which divided yin from yang, lay the Pure Land of souls, the gateway to reincarnation—the Land of the Dead.

The ruler of the Land of the Dead was named Yama.

In his previous life,

he had been the first mortal to die because of an evil god's sins.

After arriving in the Land of the Dead, he had removed the heart from his body before sin could corrupt it, then plucked out his eyes, which had yet to close in peace.

To keep the corruption of sin from turning him into a demon, he had washed his eyes with his loved ones' tears, granting himself the power to see into souls, distinguish good from evil, and see through the world's illusions.

Now, he could easily discern the beings concealed within that thin mist. Once this affair was settled, he could use the power of the Land of the Dead to settle accounts with them one by one!

But before that, he could not easily evade the direct gaze of those eyes!

Veins spread across their scarlet depths, making them as savage as the eyes of a ferocious beast.

The black blades slowly revolving within those pupils lent this beast an air of coldness and mystery!

This onmyoji, whom he had regarded as an ant with barely a few unusual abilities, had closed the enormous gulf between them in an instant!

What secrets lay within this fellow's body?

Had the earlier heaven's wrath truly been aimed at that coffin alone?

He did not know. He could not know.

Even those eyes, said to see through every illusion in the world, now revealed bewilderment.

But suddenly, he noticed a peculiar fluctuation of energy.

It was faint and obscure,