Clang!
Kamiyagawa's ichimonji clashed with Minamoto no Yoshitsune's Golden Blade, sparks flying from their blades.
Because his right arm was already covered by the Demon Cage Hand, he didn't lose out in strength in this clash.
In fact, the Yang Thunder swirling and blazing on the tachi's edge even managed to force Minamoto no Yoshitsune far back.
"Impressive."
Minamoto no Kurō temporarily withdrew his blade, a look of approval appearing on his pale, ashen face.
Kamiya gave no response.
He held his blade with caution as he stepped forward, his deep eyes never leaving Minamoto no Yoshitsune.
The current situation was far too bizarre.
But even Hannya, still lingering in "the other space," could mostly guess what was happening to Kamiya here—so as the person involved, Kamiyagawa naturally understood his predicament in even more detail.
The space Kamiyagawa now inhabited looked the same as "outside."
