Chapter 673

The shrine bell swayed wildly in the wind, emitting a fragmented sound, and before the solemn, desolate, snow-covered bone tomb, dazzling divine light of heavenly blue erupted from within the withered, black-lustered divine shrine!

This light and the Qinghui Stone embedded in Uesugi Muneyuki's right palm seemed to flicker in unison with a rhythm!

Kenshin Kō?!

You, a person who died nearly 440 years ago, do you also have grievances?

Moreover, you've been dead for over 400 years and can still trigger a Death Soul Contract — is this soul energy me helping you, or you helping me? Uesugi Muneyuki hesitated for a moment, but still decided to extend his right hand.

Ancestors, grandfather, lineage, father!

Ancestors, grandfather, lineage, father!

Eternal Valor, Dragon of Echigo!

Your army, in any era, is renowned throughout the world!

Your army, in any era, is renowned throughout the world!

The Qinghui Stone and the divine shrine erupted with light simultaneously, and Uesugi Muneyuki felt his consciousness torn away; the calm of a forensic pathologist collapsed amid the onrushing scent and light.

"Light ah"" ah "Uesugi Muneyuki felt a powerful suction assail him from all sides; he subconsciously covered his eyes with both hands, feeling his body and soul being sucked in.

Being sucked in, gonna be sucked in! Gonna be sucked into another world, reincarnated as a Gray Knight Prototype, dominate Warhammer, build a stockings harem! At the moment Uesugi Muneyuki lost consciousness, he faintly heard a voice from within his body.

【It's High Plain of Heaven!! Returned, all returned!!】

Just like that, light blazed before Uesugi Kenshin's tomb, and with the disappearance of the wind, snow, and shrine bell sounds, there was no trace of Uesugi Muneyuki before the tomb — everything quiet as a chicken, as if nothing had happened at all.

When Uesugi Muneyuki came to, he discovered himself suspended above a giant city.

Golden light fell from the sky like a waterfall; lightning flashed and thunder roared within rifts in spacetime; pale divine shrines, like the skeletal remains of a giant beast, stretched from the ground all the way to the sky; the buildings' surfaces were covered in a layer of brilliant, radiant color, as if wrapped and deposited in fine snow-white salt; the air carried a unique, indescribably solemn scent, and the smells of iron rust, burning incense, and void.

There is no sun here, nor moon — only halos of varying density moving across the firmament.

Light seeped from invisible cracks in every corner of the city, dragging all things into long, twisted, lingering shadows.

Giant statues of deities stood on both sides of the buildings, postures solemn, yet their faces were a stretch of eerie blankness; listening closely, intermittent prayers and the sound of heavy objects dragging across the ground came on the wind, along with the ancient, timeless aura of some vast, supreme existence.

Uesugi Muneyuki was completely dumbfounded.

Who am I, where am I, what am I supposed to do?

【Here, really returned here! Returned, all returned!!】 At this moment, Arimura Hana's figure manifested; she was so excited she lost composure — one moment the Village Flower Palace's image, the next Zaizen Professor's face extending from her chest, the next she abandoned human form to reveal the darkest, most primal mass of chaotic rain, appearing especially terrifying, but she couldn't care less about any of that; she excitedly seized Uesugi Muneyuki's wrist: 【Following you was right! Twilight Wolf Returns Home! After the Final Festival, there's actually a day we can come here!】

【Wait! No riddles! What exactly is this place?!】 Uesugi Muneyuki faintly had a sense of foreboding.

【Here, here is......】 The Village Flower Palace finally stabilized her Arimura Hana image after a waiting period; she spread her arms, greedily, even madly, sensing the aura within this city.

【Here is High Plain of Heaven, City of the Gods!】

【What, this is High Plain of Heaven?!】 Uesugi Muneyuki's pupils widened, looking at this city situated within time rifts, and without giving him time to think, a voice began calling him.

"Successor of the bloodline, special visitor, in this era where all gods have perished and New Gods stagger, you actually managed to cross the boundary between the present world and the other shore to arrive here — come, Uesugi Muneyuki, to my side, come." A voice traversed the city and divine shrines, reaching Uesugi Muneyuki's ear. "It's a New God calling you! It's your ancestor Uesugi Kenshin!" Arimura Hana immediately said to Uesugi Muneyuki: "Go quickly! Quick! Right now! Uesugi Kenshin is different from other New Gods — he's not the type to be protective or have deep feelings for relatives, especially since you've had matrilineal inheritance twice between you!" I, summoned Kenshin Kō?! Uesugi Muneyuki's pupils widened; when his vision reassembled, he discovered himself standing in a vast, boundless pale divine shrine, bloodstained flower patterns spreading beneath his feet.

The giant shrine interior was filled with long tables — at least seven or eight — upon which sat more than a dozen rows of vast numbers of non-human entities. Each had humanoid form, yet none were fully human; some like vicious beasts, some like devils, some with candles stuck in their faces, some already transformed into certain objects — things resembling fists, or chainsaws, or pistols.

Each stood over ten meters tall, yet all appeared very silent, even somewhat lonely; as Uesugi Muneyuki entered, everyone's gazes converged on him.

【Who are these people?】 Uesugi Muneyuki asked the Village Flower Palace.

【They, are all New Gods! Or, former New Gods!】 The Village Flower Palace only said this one sentence; sensing the gazes cast by the gods, she spoke no further. New Gods stood silently in a ring — War God's armor dripping eternally undried blood, Joy God's face torn by an eternally frozen smile, Moon God's visage unidentifiable within the halo.

And on a side seat sat a stranger most familiar to Uesugi Muneyuki.

Uesugi Kenshin — or rather, some existence bearing the concept of this name — clad in blood-stained white robes, wearing a Shinto Ritual Crown. Divine Thunder flowed around him, yet his eyes were hollow, as if two pillars of light that absorb all light sprayed forth from within.

When Uesugi Kenshin's gaze fell upon Muneyuki, the shrine trembled.

"Kenshin Kō! Yonezawa Uesugi Clan nineteenth generation unworthy descendant, second son, branch Watanabe Uesugi Clan's Uesugi Muneyuki! Here paying respects to ancestor! Please forgive, I didn't intentionally disturb you!" Uesugi Muneyuki immediately realized something; he spoke loudly.

"Uesugi...... Muneyuki?" A glimmer flashed through Uesugi Kenshin's hollow eyes — in that instant, Uesugi Muneyuki faintly saw the young general from hundreds of years ago on the Kawanakajima Battlefield, perplexed by killing and mercy, and saw his lifelong persistence toward great righteousness and restoring the old order. However, Uesugi Kenshin's words made Uesugi Muneyuki instantly freeze to the core.

"You are not my descendant! You are not Uesugi Muneyuki!" Uesugi Kenshin said coldly: "Or, not completely!"

"Because...... the Main Gate of High Plain of Heaven City of Gods has long been closed! Besides dead New Gods, no one can come here!" "Uesugi Muneyuki...... you, who exactly are you?!"

"Speak!!"

In Kenshin's eyes, thunder, myriad jun!