Watching Meiji dance gently as though no one else were there, her exquisite figure swaying like willow branches in a spring breeze, Sasaki Ichiro found the sight so pleasing that he could hardly bear to interrupt her. Coupled with the eerie atmosphere, it left him uncertain. He quietly asked his mischievous friend, "Fatty Feng, what do we do? Attack, or wait a little longer?!"
"Can't you see the elders haven't made a move yet?" Fatty Feng discreetly gestured toward Sasaki Ichiro, Heart Cloud Rui, Shiranui Tianchi, Yamazaki Shuo, and the others. "You know the Sagara White Demon Clan produced plenty of onmyoji and shrine maidens in ancient times. Even if the rumors say many of their secret arts were lost, who knows whether that's true? Our lives come first. Better to be careful!"
"All right, I'll listen to you!" Sasaki Ichiro nodded slightly in agreement.
Leaving aside Yuexia Feng and Sasaki Ichiro, who had decided to wait for their elders to act, those elders themselves remained motionless because they were all watching the same person-Heart Cloud Rui!
Dangerous. Extremely dangerous! Heart Cloud Rui fought back the stabbing pain in his head, feeling his temples throb as though something inside were about to burst out. He had just combined his Psychic power with Mr. Mime's Future Sight to glimpse what lay ahead, only to suffer a backlash before he could make out even a single fragment. Though he forced himself to endure the mental agony, his faintly trembling body still betrayed his condition, keeping the keen-eyed Champions, all of whom valued their lives, from acting rashly.
"Pass through~ pass through~" The voice drifted toward them again, still sounding as though it came from beyond countless mountains and rivers. Unlike before, however, the notes of the pipa were now accompanied by the