In the dim corridor, the crimson dagger was inconspicuous beneath the yellow oil lamps. When it came within less than half a meter of Tsugikuni Yoriichi, the floating dagger suddenly accelerated, turning into a red streak as it stabbed toward his back.
Just as the tip was about to pierce Tsugikuni Yoriichi's back, he casually flicked the long sword in his hand behind him while continuing forward, knocking aside the incoming crimson dagger.
Boom!!
The deflected dagger slammed into the wall with a deafening crash. As its blade sank into the stone surface, cracks immediately spread across a one-meter radius around it. Rubble and grit fell from the wall, pattering onto the ground.
"There's no need to use such petty tricks, is there?"
"If that's all you can do, then there's no point in continuing to run!"
Tsugikuni Yoriichi spoke without stopping. As he ventured deeper into the corridor, the scorching heat in the air gradually faded away.
After another dozen meters or so, a huge hole appeared in the corridor floor. Light streamed into the corridor from the opening. As Tsugikuni Yoriichi slowly approached its edge, a fierce icy wind surged out from the hole and poured into the passageway.
Not long ago, the high temperatures of Scorching Hell had still affected the corridor through the outer entrance. But now, because of the pit before him, the temperature in the air had become abnormally low.
Standing before the enormous cavern, Tsugikuni Yoriichi leaned forward slightly and looked down.
The cavern pierced through the floor of Scorching Hell. Looking down, Tsugikuni Yoriichi saw a vast, white expanse of ice.
Using Observation Haki to confirm the auras of the fleeing prisoners once more, Tsugikuni Yoriichi realized that the survivors had already escaped into the fifth level, Freezing Hell. An involuntary look