Natsume flashed and instantly arrived at Kuramitsuha's side.
She was inside a bubble prison on the lowest level of [Dragon Palace City].
"How did you find this place?"
"Where is the Lord of White Heron City?"
Kuramitsuha pointed to the gray key in her hand and replied:
"This key led me here."
"The other party should be inside this bubble, right?"
Though this Divine Artifact Key had already become useless, it still retained a trace of its miraculous power, guiding Kuramitsuha all the way here.
"Alright, let's go in and take a look."
Natsume made his decision at once.
He also wanted to know what exactly had happened to the entirety of [Dragon Palace City].
They entered the bubble.
Natsume and Kuramitsuha immediately saw the figure of the [Lord of White Heron City].
More accurately.
It was merely a half-blurred phantom.
It did not possess the slightest trace of life.
Clearly, this was not White Heron's physical body.
"You really came!"
The Lord of White Heron City turned to look at Natsume, speaking with a hint of relieved emotion.
Natsume: "What happened to you?"
White Heron: "I'm already dead. This is only a mental imprint."
"Yellow Spring Secret Arts: [Silt God Illusion]. I believe Lady Kuramitsuha should know of it?"
Kuramitsuha nodded and explained to Natsume:
"A sealing secret art. After the original body dies, it can leave behind a soul imprint that retains the original memories, thoughts, and a portion of its spirituality and intelligence for a certain period of time..."
"But that also means..."
"It means that I am completely dead!"
The Lord of White Heron City admitted it frankly.
It seemed death was not a regret to him, but more of a release.
Hearing this.
Natsume fell silent as well.
It was similar to what Minato and