"Damn it, there's no way I'm dying like this!"
As Kyōra plummeted at high speed, he felt the immense terror of having his soul scattered.
His entire body was wracked with unbearable pain, but in order to survive, he gritted his teeth and forced himself onward.
In midair, he decisively dispelled his Beast Transformation.
His entire body turned directly into a cloud of dark-yellow demonic mist, shedding the restraints imposed by inertia.
At the critical moment just before he touched the Nether Sea.
He narrowly skimmed over the pitch-black surface of the sea.
Then, using the last of his strength, he flew toward Gyuura's turtle shell.
"My, you're really working hard to stay alive."
"Indeed, life is something that must be cherished~"
From afar, Doma watched Jūra's demonic mist and gave a light laugh.
"But you chose the wrong direction. Stay behind."
As soon as he spoke.
The golden folding fan in his hand suddenly opened, and he flung it toward Jūra.
The folding fan spun rapidly through the air, looking like a disc.
Yet as it flew, it released billowing white frost that rapidly froze every wave of the Nether Sea along its path.
In the blink of an eye, the chill around the golden fan condensed into an exceptionally exquisite, enormous lotus ice sculpture that spun continuously.
Icy blue, scarlet, and dark purple radiance flowed across its surface, making it look extraordinarily bewitching and sinister.
Blood Demon Art: Eight-Cold Demon Lotus!
This was a new technique Doma had developed after coming to the Underworld, combining his demon aura with his increased strength.
"So fast!"
Kyōra, transformed into demonic mist, gradually felt the cold drawing closer.
This was also directly related to how his speed had sharply decreased after dispelling Beast Transformation.
Although the demonic mist could fly, its