BOOM! Oda Nobutada was just about to arrive at the cliff when the incredible phenomenon struck. An enormous pillar of Yin energy surged into the sky just beyond the edge of the cliff, before dissipating into a lingering veil of green and black.

Black Yaksha seized up.

Is this… an Abyssal Prefect?!

What’s an Abyssal Prefect doing here?

He froze for a second before snapping his eyes towards the skeletal war horse that lay right in front of him. Oda Nobutada had already directed his war horse to charge right towards the edge of the cliff.

He knew he would certainly die if he turned back.

If he forged forward, there was a good chance he would die as well. But… at least there was still some glimmer of hope!

Meanwhile, Black Yaksha had a completely different view of the matter.

They know each other?

Is this the person from Hell who’s meant to be receiving him?

He didn’t dare probe further at the source of the terrifying Yin energy. After all, he could tell that this was an Abyssal Prefect - an existence which was equal to Lady Izanami of the Nipponese underworld! He wasn’t suicidal enough to provoke an existence as mighty as that!

Run!

Without further thought, he glared hatefully at Oda Nobutada, before cursing him aloud, “Count yourself lucky--…”

But before he could even finish his statement, his entire body suddenly trembled violently. His hair and clothes scattered about wildly, and he even let out a shrill shriek of terror,...