Izanami was summoned by Amaterasu Tsukiyo to suppress Susanoo in the Yellow Springs Hirazaka with a chain that suppressed Susanoo, and Susanoo was also sealed in the artifact Yatsuki Mirror by Amaterasu Tsukiyomi, who was guarded by Takamagahara's Mitsutsu.

In the story, Izanami is described as a powerful creature with great vitality and regenerative powers. However, Susanoo defeated him using the chains given by Amaterasu Tsukiyomi, and sealed his body in the depths of the Yellow Springs Hirazaka on Amaterasu's orders.

When Susanoo was sealed in the artifact Yata Mirror by Takamagahara's Mitsuzu, Izanami's body was also transported to the depths of the Yellow Springs Hirazaka, where it was suppressed on a mysterious altar.

According to legend, the altar was built by the guardian deities of the Yellow Springs Hirazaka, who worshipped and sacrificed Izanami's body as a sacred being.

Although Izanami's body was suppressed in the Yellow Springs Hirazaka, its soul still exists and continues to exert influence on humans and gods alike. It is said that it once appeared in an ancient period and threatened the survival of humans and gods, and was eventually defeated by a mysterious hero.

Although Izanami's existence has been weakened, it is still an awesome existence.

Makiyu appears in a sea of cherry blossoms. These cherry blossoms are very vibrant, and they are always blooming regardless of the season. However, the cherry blossoms here are not pink or white as Mu Yu is familiar with, but deep red, as if soaked in blood, looking so bewitching, but full of endless dangerous temptations.

In this red mist of cherry blossom forest, Mu Yu saw a woman. Her body was unusually large, as if she possessed the power of a god. Her presence made Mu Yu feel unprecedented pressure, which was not even something that ordinary people could bear. Her figure seemed to illuminate the entire red mist, and even illuminated the depths of Mu Yu's heart.

The woman stood there silently, but Mu Yu could feel her limbs locked deep in the ground, unable to move. Her body exudes an ancient and powerful power, as if telling a history that has been forgotten by time. Her eyes burned with a blazing fire, a flame of beauty and destruction, a perfect combination of the purest love and the strongest hatred.

Surrounding the woman was a group of people who were also in the red mist. They seem to be her followers, and their flesh and blood are offered to her like offerings. Their bodies were surrounded by a layer of blood-colored energy that kept the woman alive. Their existence seemed to be her prison, but they were willing to do it.

Mu Yu stood there, unable to move, he was intimidated by the woman's power. He didn't know who the woman was or why she was here. All he knew was that the strength of this woman terrified him and shocked him.

However, no matter who that woman was and whatever her purpose was, Mu Yu understood that he had to act. He can't be controlled by this woman, and he can't let his teammates continue to be used by her. He had to find a way, a way to save them all.

The woman was dressed in a traditional Japanese kimono, and her beauty seemed to be deliberately carved and flawlessly perfect. Her eyes, as deep as night, shimmered with a mysterious light, as if she could see all the secrets. And her smile, like the morning sun, is warm and deadly.

Her body was just a phantom, barely touchable. It was as if a thin layer of fog just outlined her figure. However, even though she is only an image of nothingness, it gives the impression that she is more real and vivid than any entity.

Behind her, a barren world unfolded, and it was the scene of Huangquan Hirazaka. There was a dead silence and silence, as if all life had been sucked into a bottomless abyss. And she is the caretaker of this abyss, the bridge connecting the present world and the Yellow Springs.

Mu Yu looked at her, his heart full of awe. He knew that this woman was the embodiment of Izanami and the guardian of the Yellow Spring. He also knew that only he could end this crisis. He had to enter that world, find her connection, and disconnect it.

The moment Mu Yu touched the woman, a vast energy suddenly rose into the sky like a violent flood. It was as if the power poured out of the scorching sun in the depths of the sky, condensing into a substantial pillar of golden light, its light so dazzling that everything around it was overshadowed by this incomparable light.

With the rise of this energy, a phantom gradually appeared in the sky. It was a majestic ancient city, with a gate that seemed to reach straight into the clouds. On the city wall, patches of yellow rune paper fluttered in the wind, emitting a faint fluorescence. At that moment, the whole city seemed to shake slightly, as if whispering something.

A tremendous energy surged out of the woman's body, a power that transcended matter, time and space. This force was like the dawn of dawn, suddenly illuminating everything around it, and countless complex colors intertwined and swirled in the air, as if forming a brilliant vortex.

In the moment of the explosion of energy, the surrounding scene changed instantly. The quiet city streets, the familiar buildings, everything disappeared in the majestic light, replaced by an endless nothingness. And in the midst of this nothingness, there is a looming city - it is the phantom of Huangquan Binara.

The city seems to be bathed in flowing colors, each representing different emotions and memories. There is deep blue melancholy, bright yellow hope, dark red pain, and emerald green vitality. These colors are like a silent symphony, interpreting the mystery and greatness of Huangquan Binara with incomparable harmony and depth.

The golden light in Mu Yu's eyes spread rapidly under this energy, like a stirred wave, constantly beating his heart. He felt as if he was in contact with a secret hidden deep in his heart, a realm he had never dared to explore.

The woman stood there silently, letting Mu Yu's gaze fall on her. Her eyes shone with a strange light, like a mysterious lake, shining in the night. She has a faint smile on her face, like the warm sun in winter, which makes people's hearts full of warmth.

Mu Yu was pushed into the distance by this force, and he watched the city fade out in the light, as if it were a dream, a fantastic and real dream.