The Tiger Soul's blade trembled incessantly. All the vengeful spirits and baleful energy upon it had vanished.
By contrast, the Nether Thunder Blade in Mingye's hand shone ever more brilliantly. Its pitch-black blade grew glossier, and its aura was stronger than before.
The Nether Thunder Blade pulsed with delight, having devoured a considerable amount of the Tiger Soul's power.
Mingye sensed this as well. Even Sōunga at his waist sent out pulses of longing. The Ancient Evil Spirit within it also wanted to absorb those vengeful spirits and that baleful energy.
But Mingye ignored it completely. Sōunga's only fate was to be absorbed by the twin swords at his waist. The evil spirit within it would never submit to anyone.
He had realized that during their battle.
But that suited Mingye perfectly. He had no need to control Sōunga; absorbing the power of its blade would be enough.
"Roar!"
Another earth-shaking tiger roar thundered through the sky. Fūzetsuga, who had smashed through mountain after mountain, revealed his true form. His enormous body towered dozens of meters high.
"You can be proud of yourself for forcing me this far!"
Fūzetsuga's eyes were blood-red. Baleful energy erupted from his entire body and pierced the heavens, filling the vast sky with a crimson haze so dense that even the sun was obscured.
Heaven and earth changed color in an instant, and the surroundings seemed to lose all their vitality.
Beneath Fūzetsuga's feet, every flower, blade of grass, and tree-every living thing-withered into lifelessness. His baleful energy was far too intense.
A divine beast of slaughter-Fūzetsuga truly embodied those words. His boundless killing aura was so intense that even yokai a hundred miles away could not help trembling!
"Is that the true strength of Fūzetsuga, the overlord of the Northern Country!?"
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