Kusanagi Sword

"You... darling, you don't want it right now, do you?"

Feeling Hua Qiang's burning gaze, and even noticing the change in a certain part of his body, Yokoyama Sakurako couldn't help but exclaim in surprise.

Her face was flushed, and she was so embarrassed that she didn't dare to lift her head.

But deep down, I was overjoyed.

The more Hua Qiang desired her body, the happier she became.

This proves that she is incredibly charming and can always arouse her lover's interest.

But...

Yokoyama Sakurako was a little worried; her body couldn't take it anymore!

Two hours of high-intensity exercise, even though she had reached the Martial Emperor Realm, she was still a woman, delicate and tender, and had just received the first sexual intercourse, and had also suffered some minor injuries... She really couldn't withstand it!

"Darling, how about... we do it tonight? Right now, we need to focus on the present!"

Seeing Yokoyama Sakurako's somewhat flustered expression, Hua Qiang felt a little embarrassed, and a trace of guilt flashed in his eyes.

Did I use too much force before? After all, she's still a young girl!

He lowered his head and took her lips into his mouth, gently sucking on them for a while.

"Then tonight, remember to try out a few more positions!"

"Mmm! Thank you, darling! You're so sweet, Sakura loves you to death!"

Yokoyama Sakurako buried her little head in Hua Qiang's chest, looking blissful.

The enormous body of the Eight-Headed Serpent writhed wildly, its intense black flames threatening to incinerate the entire world.

It roared angrily, its voice shaking the void and rippling through the air. Each roar was filled with endless resentment and unwillingness.

Never before in its entire life had it suffered such humiliating oppression. Its scales glowed with an eerie red light from its rage, as if they were about to burst open at any moment.

"Hmph, you think you can trap me? Dream on!"

The Eight-Headed Serpent roared inwardly, its power surging wildly within its body, attempting to break through the mysterious force that bound it.

Just when it was almost in despair, it suddenly felt the pressure on its body lighten, and the restraints that had been as heavy as Mount Tai Crushes Down loosened considerably.

The Eight-Headed Serpent was overjoyed. Its massive body shuddered violently, and with a deafening roar, it successfully broke free from its restraints.

The Eight-Headed Serpent, now free, raised its eight heads high and turned towards Hua Qiang.

The sixteen vertical pupils burned with the flames of revenge, their gaze seemingly capable of burning a person to ashes.

The next moment, its eight mouths opened and it unleashed its eight great supernatural powers.

The first head spewed out endless Frost, freezing the space instantly wherever it went, and the air itself condensed into sharp ice crystals, like countless blades shooting towards Hua Qiang.

The second head spewed out torrents of magma, the scorching lava carrying World-destroying force that seemed to melt everything into nothingness.

Black poisonous mist surged from the third head, and wherever the mist passed, the earth withered instantly, devoid of any life.

The fourth head unleashed its whirlwind power, causing a storm to spin wildly around it, engulfing surrounding boulders and trees and forming a massive vortex of death.

The first head summoned thick bolts of lightning, each containing terrifying power, which continuously struck Hua Qiang, attempting to turn him into ashes.

The sixth head spewed out endless yellow sand, which blotted out the sky and instantly turned the surrounding area into a desert, threatening to bury Hua Qiang alive in it.

The seventh head unleashed a powerful gravitational force, distorting the space around Hua Qiang and drawing his body uncontrollably toward the Eight-Headed Serpent.

The eighth head released a strange mental shock, attempting to directly destroy Hua Qiang's soul.

Faced with the attack of these eight terrifying elements, Hua Qiang remained calm and composed.

He slowly raised his right hand, gently folding and stacking it, as if he were folding an invisible sheet of paper.

In an instant, a mysterious Pocket Space appeared before the Eight-Headed Serpent. Before the Eight-Headed Serpent could react, it was sucked into it by a powerful force.

Within the Pocket Space, Eight-Headed Serpent unleashed its divine powers frantically, unleashing a continuous barrage of Frost, magma, poisonous mist, gales, lightning, sandstorms, gravity, and mental shocks.

However, all of this vanished without a trace, causing no damage to the Pocket Space or to Hua Qiang in the slightest.

Hua Qiang quietly watched the Eight-Headed Serpent struggling desperately in his pocket, a faint smile appearing on his lips.

Within this mysterious Pocket Space, the Eight-Headed Serpent unleashed its full power, rampaging through the confined space with its formidable forces of Frost, flames, and poisonous mist.

No matter how hard it tries, all it gets in return is endless emptiness.

The attack was like a stone sinking into the sea, unable to even stir up a ripple in space.

It tried for a long time, but only killed a few people. The anger in its heart was like a bucket of hot oil being poured on it, burning fiercely.

At this moment, Eight-Headed Serpent finally realized that he had been trapped in a special space constructed by the opponent's supernatural powers.

It knew that only by breaking through this space could it escape this terrible prison and then tear that hateful Hua Qiang to pieces to vent its hatred.

Then, it abruptly stopped its frenzied attack, its ten eyes darting around as it began to carefully observe the space.

Its eyes were sharp, leaving no corner unchecked, trying to find the space's weakness, and then concentrate its power to destroy it in one fell swoop.

Time passed second by second as the Eight-Headed Serpent explored the space from top to bottom and front to back.

After observing for a long time, they still couldn't find even the slightest loophole that could be exploited.

A sense of irritation gradually welled up in its heart, and its already intense anger intensified, causing its body to begin to twist uncontrollably.

Just when it was almost in despair, a flash of inspiration suddenly appeared in the mind of the Eight-Headed Serpent no Orochi, and it seemed to have thought of something.

In an instant, an unwavering light shone in all ten eyes.

The next moment, the eight heads converged at an extremely fast speed, intertwining and merging together, and in the blink of an eye, they became an enormous head.

Not only that, its body also expanded several times during the fusion process, and the entire space trembled slightly due to the expansion of its body.

Immediately afterwards, the body of the Eight-Headed Serpent no Orochi began to writhe rapidly, as if it were gestating something terrifying.

A light flickered within its body, accompanied by a mysterious fluctuation, and a giant sword slowly emerged.

As soon as the sword appeared, lightning flashed in the space, and streaks of purple lightning raged around the sword, as if cheering for its arrival.

Then, a lush green grassland appeared out of nowhere, and every blade of grass on the grassland seemed to have come to life, all paying homage to the sword.

In an instant, streaks of green light were drawn out from the grass and flowed into the sword like threads.

After absorbing the light, the sword grew larger and larger, radiating a dazzling green light that seemed to envelop the entire space.

The next moment, the entire space seemed to be moved by the sword, and all the power was converging on it.

The Eight-Headed Serpent let out a deafening roar, and its enormous sword shot out from a certain point in space.

With a "plop" sound, followed by a "crack" sound.

The sound was like shattering glass; the Pocket Space that Hua Qiang had constructed was actually pierced with a large hole by this sword.

Then, the cracks spread rapidly, and the entire space began to shatter like a broken mirror.

"Roar!"

The Eight-Headed Serpent no Orochi roared deafeningly, its voice filled with the joy of victory, as if celebrating that it had finally broken free of this damned cage.

The next moment, the Kusanagi Sword, which gleamed coldly in the sunlight, slowly turned around, its tip pointing directly at Hua Qiang.

The powerful aura emanating from the sword made it seem as if it had become the ruler of this world, and anything that stood in its way would be mercilessly crushed.