"If you want to stop me, that's fine. Killing me is fine too... just don't forget... the sorrow of our Chinoike Clan..."
Junko took out a kunai and swiftly slashed both her wrists.
The spurting fresh blood fell into the boiling red pool.
Jurozaemon Biwa stared at the woman before him as if facing a formidable enemy.
The pressure...
After slaughtering her entire clan, Junko's bloodline had been purified to an unimaginable degree.
As everyone knew,
a dōjutsu clan capable of using Genjutsu was inevitably connected to mental energy.
Junko's Ketsuryūgan contained the immense mental energy of her clan, equivalent to at least a hundred people...
"The Chinoike Clan uses its own fresh blood to perform various Ninjutsu... especially by making use of the iron in the blood. And here..."
Junko's Chakra churned within the red pool.
"This Blood Pond contains a great deal of iron, which will make the Ketsuryūgan's power even stronger."
"..."
The corner of Jurozaemon Biwa's mouth twitched.
Because he was most familiar with the element called iron.
The special ability of the Kubikiribōchō he used was that after the blade broke, it could absorb blood and regenerate.
What it used was the iron in the human body.
The Kubikiribōchō amplified the regeneration of the blade using that iron by hundreds or even thousands of times.
One person's worth of fresh blood was enough to fully regenerate the Kubikiribōchō once.
In other words,
the Kubikiribōchō never had to worry about its blade breaking.
Junko formed hand seals.
"Ketsuryūgan... Blood Dragon Ascension!!"
Chakra rolled through the red pool, gathering beneath Junko's feet and transforming into a gigantic red dragon.
It had eight dragon heads, and its enormous body was so huge that she had to raise her head to see it clearly.
"Take this!"
The eight dragon