The words had barely left his mouth.
Beneath the blood moon, a figure slowly erged.
Everyone's gaze sharpened, and they all looked in that direction.
The figure was none other than Soma Kosuke, whose head had just been severed by Wada Hirayama.
He hovered silently in mid-air, looking down at the crowd below with a cold expression.
An old and hoarse voice ca from all directions, echoing in this desolate world.
“I told you, all of you have to stay here.”
"They didn't let them leave alive!"
Bhadra frowned, his rugged face filled with confusion.
"What happened?"
"Wasn't this old guy already cut in two and beyond dead?"
"How did it co back to life?"
Wada Hirayama subconsciously looked down at the headless corpse on the ground not far away.
Kosuke Soma's body still lay there quietly, the blood staining the ground red, and it did not disappear.
He couldn't help but frown.
"Hmph, playing tricks."
"What kind of bullshit artifact is this? It's nothing but illusions."
He gripped the knife tightly, his fighting spirit surging once more.
"Since it's an illusion, let's shatter it completely!"
However, this ti he didn't even have a chance to make a move.
The resurrected figure in mid-air moved first.
Soma Kosuke slowly raised his withered right hand, joined his fingers like a brush, and began to draw in the air.
Every stroke of the pen carries a unique rhythm.
As he moved, the entire world in the painting began to tremble violently.
The light of the blood moon overhead beca even more eerie, and dense, dark energy gathered from all directions, condensing into form under his brush.
The outline of a mountain appeared out of nowhere.
Next ca the mountaintop, the cliffs, and the jagged rocks.
In just a few seconds, a majestic black mountain took shape and floated above everyone's heads.
The mountain peaks soared into the clouds, obscuring the blood moon's radiance and casting a vast and despairing shadow.
An indescribable sense of heaviness and oppression swept over everyone present like a tidal wave, making them feel breathless, as if a huge rock was pressing on their chests.
This is no longer a painting.
This is a real, apocalyptic disaster!
"fall!"
Soma Kosuke uttered a single word softly.
The black mountain hanging in the sky trembled violently, and then, with a devastating force, it crashed down on the people below!
"roar!"
A deafening roar.
With excitent gleaming in his eyes, Bhadra advanced instead of retreating, facing the massive mountain that was pressing down on him, and once again unleashed his power.
"A blinding golden light burst forth from his body, and his figure rapidly expanded within the golden light."
In the blink of an eye, a golden Buddha statue, tens of ters tall, rose from the ground, its appearance solemn and its eyes wide open in anger.
The golden Buddha stretched out its two enormous hands, as big as mountains, and steadily lifted up the black mountain that had been pressing down.
"Boom—"
The mont the giant mountain collided with the golden Buddha's palm, a deafening roar was heard.
The violent shockwave spread wildly outwards from the point of contact, blowing the surviving Kujo family professionals off their feet.
The ground beneath the golden Buddha's feet cracked inch by inch, and the enormous Buddha body sank slightly under the pressure. However, the pair of golden giant hands held up the mountain that could crush everything, preventing it from sinking any further.
He Tianping shouted loudly.
Without the slightest hesitation, his figure transford into a silver lightning bolt, soaring into the sky.
He was in mid-air, his katana already drawn.
"One-Sword Style: Sky Split!"
A dazzling blade of light, hundreds of ters ◆ Nоvеlіgһt ◆ (Only on Nоvеlіgһt) long, flashed by like a galaxy tearing through the night sky.
The blade struck the black mountain with precision.
"Snap—"
A crisp sound.
The solid mountain made of energy was neatly cleaved in two by this one stroke, the cut as smooth as a mirror.
The mountain, now split in two, lost its support and collapsed with a deafening roar, vanishing into countless ink-like specks.
With a single stroke, the giant mountain was shattered, and the montum of the flattened Hotan Mountains remained undiminished.
His eyes burned with murderous intent. His body twisted in mid-air, like a cannonball, and hurtled straight at the old figure in mid-air.
"Die!"
Faced with this fierce and deadly attack, Kosuke Soma in mid-air neither dodged nor evaded.
He just hovered there quietly, a strange smile even appearing on his lips.
"Pfft!"
The sharp blade pierced through the center of Kosuke Soma's body without any hindrance.
Blood splattered everywhere.
His body was cleanly and decisively split in two by Hetian Pingshan.
However, at this mont, Wada Hirayama's heart slowly sank.
Because not far away, the blood-red moonlight and the inky energy intertwined once again.
Another figure of Kosuke Soma slowly appeared.
He still had that indifferent expression.
This ti, he didn't even bother to say a word.
He simply raised his hand and pointed at the still-terrified Kujo family mbers below.
"Crack—Boom!"
In the blood-red sky, countless pitch-black cracks suddenly burst open without warning.
The raging lightning, like black venomous snakes, roared out from the crack.
They intertwined into a massive electric net of death, carrying an aura of annihilation, and crashed down upon the people below!
Half an hour later.
"boom!"
Bhadra's enormous, dark golden hand once again pierced through Soma Kosuke's chest without any suspense.
The violent force instantly crushed the opponent's heart.
Kosuke Soma's body trembled violently, and the light in his eyes quickly dimd.
His health bar was emptied once again.
The aged body, like a tattered sack, fell helplessly from mid-air and crashed heavily to the ground.
Not far away, five or six identical corpses lay scattered about.
Each body was found in a grueso manner.
Bhadra slowly withdrew his hand, looking at the blood-covered area on his palm, then at the new corpse on the ground. His rugged face was filled with rage and confusion.
"What's wrong with this old man?!"
"Why do they keep appearing!"
"It's like they can't kill them all!"
Wada Hirayama also stopped what he was doing. He gripped his knife, his brows furrowed, and his face was equally grim.
Just then, Kujo Hiroharu, who had been silent all along, slowly spoke.
"This is the effect of the Yasakani no Magatama."
Upon hearing this, everyone turned their gaze to him.
"The alternation between illusion and reality."
“Although you killed him, he can use the power of the divine artifact to forcibly determine the ‘reality’ of ‘himself dead’ as ‘illusion’.”
"In that case, he will naturally reappear."
Bhadra asked instinctively, "What if he kills us?"
That's the truth.
"After all, the Yasakani no Magatama is in his hands."
"In this field, life and death are in his hands."
"He defines both illusion and reality."
"..."
A deathly silence.
Everyone was stunned speechless for a long ti by Kujo Hiroji's words.
a long ti.
"This is absolutely shaless!"
Bhadra cursed under his breath, his face full of disbelief.
He finally realized just how terrifying the legendary Yasakani no Magatama truly was.
In this field, the opponent can be completely immortal!
But they only have one life!
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