"I only wanted to beat the two of you to death, or be beaten to death by the two of you..."
Yu's offhand words reached the ears of the Yanmo and Hemo brothers, setting off a tremendous uproar!
Yanmo said absurdly, "Ant, do you know what you're saying?"
"I do..."
Yu cast them a cold glance.
Crack! Crack!
Two black vortices simultaneously twisted off the heads of Yanmo and Hemo!
Whoosh!
But in the next instant, accompanied by a dim gray aura, their severed heads regenerated!
Yanmo said, "A visual technique, Kamui... Unfortunately, if you used that technique on our physical bodies, it might truly have been troublesome. But what is here are our souls!"
Hemo said, "As gods of the Netherworld, our souls have long absorbed immense amounts of Netherworld Force. The intensity of this Netherworld Force is more than a hundred times that of the Nether Sage Art you learned. Therefore, no matter what injuries our souls suffer, they can be repaired in an instant!"
"Choosing to fight us this way, you are simply incomparably foolish!"
As his words fell, a pitch-black Reaper's scythe materialized in Yanmo's hand. He swung it through the air, and Soul-Slaying Waves meant to injure souls surged toward Yu's soul!
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Yet every one of those Soul-Slaying Waves shattered midway!
Yanmo's scythe-wielding hand paused. "Hm? You blocked my soul slash with Netherworld Hands..."
"Fine. Let's see how long your Netherworld Force can last in this sealed space, cut off from the outside world!"
Swish! Swish! Swish!
Yanmo immediately swung his scythe even more recklessly!
Outside the Soul Realm, ripples continuously spread across the Nether River.
Yu's cross-legged body had already donned the 'Amatsu-Mitsuba.'
Though Yu's soul was not within his body, this 'Amatsu-Mitsuba,' exclusive to Netherworld Soul Reapers, could automatically absorb