The dark gray blade and the silver-white claws were locked at close range. The gray-white electric serpents erupting between them were like dying, struggling insects, blooming and vanishing in an instant between the two. Power and cursed energy frantically collided and annihilated each other within that square inch, emitting a piercing hiss.
The woman's chaotic gray eyes stared at Genji. That calm face now seemed incredibly dazzling to her.
But what made her heart pound even more was that the other party's deep indigo eyes remained calm and still. This wasn't feigned calmness, but genuine indifference stemming from absolute power and a high-level perspective.
This attack was enough to make a special-grade cursed spirit drink bitterness, yet it didn't even cause a ripple in his eyes.
I need to change my move! Create distance, use the domain and other abilities…
However, Zen'in Genji moved faster than she could think.
The moment the woman's thoughts raced, and she was about to withdraw her blade and teleport—
Genji's empty left hand didn't even form a seal, but his five fingers pointed towards the woman and casually grasped.
Clank—!
A crisp, cold friction of metal suddenly exploded! Several dark golden chains, engraved with complex space-binding runes, seemed to "grow" directly from the empty space of his left hand, and at a speed exceeding visual capture, like living golden venomous pythons, instantly entangled and strangled the woman at close range!
Buzz!
Her figure blurred again, like ink dissolving into the air.
Swish!
The dark golden chains whistled past, only piercing an afterimage, making an empty, wind-breaking sound. The woman had already recondensed in the air fifty meters away, the black feathers on her haori slightly fluttering.
She had just stabilized her figure, her gray eyes fierce, about to launch a counterattack or expand her domain—
But she saw that the hovering Genji on the opposite side had already lowered his right hand, and the imitation of the Jade Dog's claws had quietly disappeared, returning to an ordinary human palm.
He didn't even look at the woman, as if the quick clash and chain entanglement just now were merely casual and not worth mentioning.
Genji raised his hands before him. He didn't form complex hand seals, but clenched and spread his fists and palms, turning them towards each other. His ten fingers slowly opened, closed, and interlaced in some ancient, mysterious rhythm. He chanted a low, clear incantation that seemed to have the authority to command all things and the laws of reality:
"Be born… swaying…"
The incantation was short, only a few syllables, but it seemed to evoke some of the deepest resonances of the laws between heaven and earth.
As the incantation was chanted, with Genji at the center, an indescribable, barbaric, ancient, sacred, yet destructive aura of terror appeared, like a sleeping ancient fierce god opening its eyes and descending with a roar!
The indigo shadow beneath his feet was like a boiling sea of ink, spreading and churning wildly, forming a massive shadow vortex over ten meters in diameter! The center of the vortex was dark and deep, as if connected to an unfathomable abyss.
Immediately after, an indescribable, immense cursed energy erupted from Genji's body, pouring into the shadow vortex.
The vortex's rotation speed suddenly accelerated, and the light in its center shifted from dark to bright, transforming into a chaotic gray mass of light that seemed to contain all the primary colors of the world.
Within the mass of light, a colossal silhouette slowly rose and solidified.
The first to appear was its head. It wasn't the head of any known creature—no eyes, no nose, no mouth, smooth as an egg, with a cold, dull gold metallic texture. From both sides of the head, four wings protruded symmetrically. Attached to the back of the head, instead of hair, was a slender tail, intertwined like a living metal casting, its tapering tip slowly and unconsciously swaying in the air.
The most striking thing was its right arm. Tied to its hand was a simple, heavy, thin blade over three meters long.
The blade's body was not gold or jade, but a dull silver-ash that had settled over endless years, carrying an almost liquid positive energy. Its very existence made the part of the Naraku woman's body belonging to a "cursed spirit" feel a needle-like burning sensation and a strong rejection and fear at an existential level!
The Sword of Extermination! The ultimate cursed tool, possessing absolute restraint and destructive properties against all negative energy and cursed beings!
On its broad back, a massive Dharma wheel, over two meters in diameter with a dizzyingly complex and precise structure, slowly revolved at a constant speed.
The eight-handed sword-wielding, strange-ringed divine general—Mahoraga!
This was not a typical Mahoraga, but a Mahoraga Promax that had undergone decades of battles and adapted to countless techniques. It hadn't fully emerged from the shadow vortex; its lower body seemed connected to the boiling sea of cursed energy. Only its upper body was exposed, but the majestic, universe-suppressing, demon-exorcising divine power already filled the entire sky and the ruins!
It silently hovered slightly behind Genji, like the most loyal and powerful guardian general, or like the ultimate weapon of the gods in his hand, capable of deciding the life and death of all things.
Genji didn't even look back at Mahoraga. Summoning this shikigami seemed as natural as breathing to him. His deep indigo eyes still calmly watched the distant Naraku woman as if an enemy of great importance.
Then, his mind shifted slightly.
No words, no gestures. His connection with Mahoraga's mind was like a hand and fingers, perfectly in sync.
Roooar—!!!
Mahoraga's eyeless head slightly turned, "looking" towards the woman. Though it had no eyes, it seemed like a cold gaze firmly fixed her. The Dharma wheel behind it suddenly accelerated its rotation! At the same time, its right arm, armed with the Sword of Extermination, suddenly raised!
No charging, no flashy moves. Just the simplest, most direct, and most brutal stroke—
A straight thrust!
The Sword of Extermination streaked across the sky. Ancient runes on the dark silver-gray blade lit up one by one, emitting a pure, silver-white positive energy! The light wasn't dazzling, but it carried an aura of "purification" and "annihilation" that made all evil curses unavoidable and instinctively tremble!
Wherever the blade tip pointed, space seemed to be scorched and distorted by the supreme "positive" power! The sword was fast as thunder, with the absolute will to move forward, destroying evil and filth. It instantly crossed the tens of meters distance and brutally pierced the woman's chest!
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