20demayo Chapter 34 The Destruction of Ryudo-ji Temple!
Chapter 34 The Destruction of Ryudo-ji Temple!
He had never felt such a terrifying aura before, as if he were staring directly at the blazing midday sun, his eyes burning but unable to look away; or as if he had fallen into the deepest hell, his soul pierced by the cold gazes of countless demons and monsters!
No, it wasn't just his own feeling; it was as if some deeper level of fear had been stirred up deep within his soul.
It was as if the deepest fears of the soul were drawn out, as if etched into the blood!
Fear upon fear, like two icy torrents colliding and surging within him!
His body began to tremble uncontrollably, and his teeth chattered uncontrollably, making a soft knocking sound.
"Who do you think you are?!"
The surrounding Ryudoji clansmen only then realized what was happening. They shouted and cursed, pointing their knives at the uninvited guest, but none of them dared to step forward easily.
Although they didn't sense any power emanating from the man, seeing Ryudoji Takehiko's reaction made them realize what kind of monster he was.
Yoriichi Tsugikuni ignored them and only looked at Takehiko Ryudoji, saying:
"You have Muzan's aura on you. Tell me where he is."
He didn't draw his sword, but simply took another step forward, and the invisible pressure suddenly increased exponentially!
The air seemed to solidify into transparent amber, sealing Ryudoji Takehiko tightly within it!
He felt his breath stop, his vision began to darken at the edges, and his consciousness was stretched to its limit!
He suddenly let out a roar, and the next moment his body seemed to swell up as if it had undergone a strange transformation!
"Yoichi Tsugikuni! It's you again!"
A voice seemed to emanate from his mouth, not his own. Ryudoji Takehiko, his eyes red, said, "You've been chasing me for five hundred years! What will it take for you to let go?!"
"To kill you is my mission!"
Upon hearing the voice, Jikuni immediately unleashed an astonishing killing intent. He placed his hand on the hilt of his sword, which was drawn from its sheath, its crimson blade seemingly burning with flames.
After expanding, Ryudoji Takehiko's body suddenly deformed, and a pair of bat wings suddenly grew from his back!
His eyes were completely swallowed by crimson, and his sharp teeth grew out of his mouth!
Even more unsettling was the fact that, in the night sky behind him, a faint, crimson full moon, radiating ominous ripples, was appearing!
The moment he transformed into this form, the approaching guards immediately shouted!
As if they had suffered some kind of mental shock, they dropped their knives, covered their heads with their hands, and screamed in pain!
Upon seeing this, Yoriichi instantly unleashed this strike!
His movements were so fast they defied visual persistence!
It was as if the shadow under the moonlight swayed slightly, or as if the crimson blade had always been there.
A straight, burning red line flashed by in the night.
Time began to stand still at the moment the sword was swung, and has now resumed its flow...
With a soft hissing sound, Ryudoji Takehiko's swollen and mutated body slowly separated from his body along the red line that suddenly appeared around his waist!
One stroke, cut in half!
In Ryudoji Takehiko's bloodshot eyes, madness and resentment were instantly replaced by boundless astonishment and bewilderment.
How... is that possible?
In that instant, he could feel an incredibly powerful force erupting within him. This included the power he had obtained from the mask, the power he had gained from devouring the Grim Reaper over the past few days, and even power that seemed to have been remotely inputted by Lord Muzan!
At that moment, he felt that he was invincible!
But before that feeling of power had even lasted a second, he was severed along with his body and arrogance by a scorching, precise, and irresistible slash!
The excruciating pain overwhelmed him like a tsunami!
His body was separated from his body, and his perspective was dizzying!
How...
possible?
Every cell in his body sent out an alarm at that moment!
He will die!
He will be killed!
This red-haired man really has the ability to kill me!
Even if he were immortal, nothing would work against this man!
"Where is Muzan?!"
Yoriichi knew that cutting someone in half at the waist wouldn't kill the demon, so he pointed the sword at Ryudoji Takehiko's head and said:
"How did you become a ghost?!"
"I……"
Ryudoji Takehiko's fear had reached its peak. His pupils were wide open, with blood vessels running through them. He seemed to want to say something, but suddenly let out a scream!
"ah!!!!!"
Ryudoji Takehiko's body rapidly weakened!
"Yoriichi Tsugikuni! You'll never find me!"
Then other voices came from his mouth again, and they continued:
"I will wait, for another five hundred years, another thousand years, another ten thousand years. I will live forever, while you will die one day!"
After he finished speaking, Ryudoji Takehiko's body began to change again. The wings on his back seemed to grow bigger, and the illusory moon became even redder!
The surrounding Ryudoji family members let out even more painful screams!
Upon seeing this, Yoriichi immediately swung his sword again, and after this strike, Ryudoji Takehiko's head flew off his body!
At that moment, the strange phenomenon finally disappeared!
The black bat wings retracted, and the illusory moon slowly dissipated.
The courtyard was filled with the thick, pungent smell of blood and the suppressed, agonizing groans of the survivors.
"..."
Yoriichi watched as Takehiko's head flew out and landed on the ground with a crisp sound, a deep shadow falling over his face.
It felt like a defeat, or perhaps a deep, lingering sorrow that had been building up for centuries.
It seems there's a bit of...
anger?
He looked around, his expression revealing no anger whatsoever, yet it subconsciously conveyed a sense of thunderous fury, the intense heat of a volcanic eruption, filling the darkness with a deep-seated fear!
He swung his sword again at that moment, but the wailing guards were unharmed. Instead, the head of the man who had been turned into a demon by Ryudoji Takehiko flew off his shoulder!
Not only him, but in many places within the Ryudoji family, the heads of several demons who had been transformed by Ryudoji Takehiko were inexplicably thrown off at the same moment, no matter where they were hiding or what they were doing!
"ah!!!"
He didn't kill anyone except the evil spirits!
And this was just a single slash swung from the same spot!
Then Yoriichi Tsugikuni sheathed his sword, turned around, and gave the blood-soaked courtyard one last look, as if he wanted to etch this scene into his memory.
He sighed very softly, almost imperceptibly.
Then his figure faded away quietly, disappearing without a trace, like ink painting blending into the night.
It comes like a thunderbolt and goes like a gentle breeze.
Then there's the Ryudoji clan, the head of this renowned martial arts group, and the demon army they've trained...
He was killed so easily!