"Bakusaiga!"
Sesshomaru's heart jolted at those words. He raised the long sword in his hand and examined it closely.
"So this is my sword, Bakusaiga."
Meanwhile.
The 'Naraku flesh chunks' Sesshomaru had chopped apart began gathering together, preparing to regenerate into demons once more.
Yet the process lasted less than two seconds.
Green arcs of electricity began flashing again.
As they darted about, the 'flesh chunks' along their path rapidly shattered and collapsed.
Kyūrei was thrown into uncertainty.
"What's going on? Not only can they not regenerate, even the uninjured parts are breaking apart!"
Nearby, Sango said, "Could it be that the slash is still taking effect?"
Miroku agreed gravely, "Yes, and its effects are spreading to other connected parts. It can even transmit across a distance!"
Soon after.
Holding his new sword, Bakusaiga, Sesshomaru instantly shattered Kyūrei's head.
At once.
The dark clouds blanketing the sky gradually dispersed.
Brilliant sunlight spilled across the earth, and the clear blue sky came into view.
But Sesshomaru was not pleased.
Because Kyūrei's true soul had escaped!
"Let me have a look at your Bakusaiga."
At that moment, Totosai descended from the sky atop the Three-Eyed Ox. He extended a hand toward Sesshomaru, who was speaking with Rin and Jaken.
Sesshomaru appeared to trust him greatly. Without objection, he directly raised the blade for Totosai to inspect.
"Hmm."
Totosai widened his eyes and carefully studied it in silence.
After a moment, he spoke.
"Ever since you were born, I noticed that a sword soul was being nurtured within you."
"That is also why your father never prepared a sword for you."
Those words instantly dispelled a misunderstanding Sesshomaru had long cared about.
He had always believed that his father favored Inuyasha, the 'half-demon.'
Not only had he specially forged Tessaiga for him.
He