457 Ushiwakamaru and Onimaru

The "Six Paths Coins" were held in Kamiyagawa's hand; it wasn't long before the fragmented gold-and-silver bridge beneath him seemed to respond, trembling and rumbling.

The six copper coins vibrated at the same frequency, then transformed into patches of coppery light and flew out from Kamiya's hand.

Among the dark water and white mist, the coins shuttled and suddenly enlarged in outline, buzzing as they descended from the sky and slowly inlaid themselves into the cross-section of the broken bridge.

The roaring waves of MingHe echoed, and the wails of the wronged souls were incessant.

Kamiya stood at the head of the bridge, his robes and hair dampened by the heavy moisture. His eyes, already profoundly deep, gazed forward and saw six enormous copper coins, overlapping and arrayed to form a new bridge body, extending towards the unknown darkness in the distance.

"The Six Paths Coins really are used here, huh."