Ultimate Flame and Pei Lang's End

Based on their earlier exchanges, Rengoku Kyojuro's flames had been unable to burn away Pei Lang's shadows. That was the source of Pei Lang's confidence.

As long as he withstood Rengoku Kyojuro's next slash, he would be the victor. Pei Lang had encountered quite a few demon-slaying swordsmen and knew well how they acted when they made a desperate final counterattack before death.

The move Rengoku Kyojuro was using now should be the same kind. As long as he blocked it, Rengoku Kyojuro should lose all his strength.

With that thought, Pei Lang tightened his grip on his Katana. Dense black shadows coiled around the blade as he swung it toward Rengoku Kyojuro's incoming Sunwheel Blade.

Just as Pei Lang thought he held the advantage, something unexpected happened!

The flames on Rengoku Kyojuro's Sunwheel Blade were continuously burning away his shadows. The instant his black shadows touched the flames, they were incinerated into nothingness.

"That's impossible! My black shadows clearly had the upper hand just now! My Blood Demon Art shouldn't be something you can resist!"

As he watched his Blood Demon Art gradually lose ground, Pei Lang showed not fear of death, but rather unwillingness to accept the gap in their strength.

The moment he had abandoned his firearms, he had rediscovered his true self. He had long since ceased to fear death; he was merely dissatisfied with his performance in this duel...

He had clearly received so much of Lord Muzan's blood. By all rights, dealing with Rengoku Kyojuro should not have been a problem, yet this was the outcome.

"This truly is, truly is... Forget it. Calmly accepting defeat can also be a release. As a warrior, how could I care about such trivial matters!"

"Rengoku Kyojuro... That was a splendid strike!"

In the final moment of