The red thread trembled violently between Ashiya Dōman and Suzuhiko-hime.
Kamiyagawa saw that a trace of clarity on Dōman's face had stabilized. At the same time, the miasma of Yomi and twisted shadow covering his face faded away at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Subsequently, several energy fragments emitting strange light rapidly split off from Dōman's body.
In a background of utter darkness, where only thin glimpses of light from the gods of Takamagahara shone, these light fragments appeared extraordinarily dazzling. The light fragments left Dōman's body, transforming into pure energy streams, seamlessly integrating into his body, his divine soul, and his divinity.
An indescribable feeling of fulfillment surged in Kamiya's heart.
Xu Fu had once speculated—
