Hell Dragon Explosive Flow Break

The clash between the armies had ended with the defeat and retreat of the Leopard Cats, moth yokai, and Eastern Country yokai, leaving the Dog Tribe army victorious.

But the true outcome of this war would ultimately be decided by the clash between its strongest combatants.

The battle between Great Yokai was far more terrifying than the slaughter between armies, and far more prolonged.

"Old dog, your Sōunga has gotten weaker. What's wrong? I think it's time that sword found a new master!"

Michinaga of the Leopard Cats sneered, but two fierce, powerful beams of demon power shot from his eyes straight at Tōga's head.

Flying Moth spat venom, filling the sky with globs of potent poison that hissed and crackled in the air.

"Your Tenseiga has already revived you once. Let's see how you stop us this time!"

Ryūkotsusei lashed his thick dragon tail viciously at Tōga. The strength unleashed by his powerful body made even the air explode.

From the front, above, and behind, three Great Yokai attacked Tōga together. Only Tōga could warrant such treatment.

"Hmph!"

Tōga snorted coldly, wasting no words on these enemies. The blades in his hands were the best answer!

Fueled by Tōga's rich, pure demon power, the enormous Tessaiga radiated brilliant golden light. Fierce winds of demonic energy coiled around its blade as he slashed.

Five golden blade arcs tore through the air like a claw ripping apart everything before it. Earth, mountains, Mountain Ranges, and forests—nothing could survive those golden arcs.

He held Sōunga in his right hand, and tremendous evil energy surged above his head. The ancient Evil Sword's power altered the weather itself, sweeping Flying Moth's poison away before it could reach him.

The furious explosions of air behind him grew clearer. Without turning, Tōga spun the Evil Sword and thrust it backward.

The sword light swept like a dragon through the heavens. Its terrifying evil energy seemed to become a tangible hell dragon as it collided with Ryūkotsusei's tail.

Clang!

The clash between the Evil Sword and the dragon's tail rang like metal striking metal. Such was Ryūkotsusei's body. Dragons used their physical strength to overpower countless yokai.

The Great Yokai Ryūkotsusei's body was tough enough to clash with the ancient Evil Sword!

Even fighting three opponents alone, Tōga did not fall behind in the slightest. Such strength weighed heavily on the three Great Yokai.

But only Tōga understood the enormous price he was paying for these results.

Otherwise, though he was stronger than Ryūkotsusei, Michinaga, and Flying Moth, they were all Great Yokai. He could hardly have withstood their combined assault.

I can't drag this out any longer. I have to finish this quickly!

Tōga thought to himself as the Demon Blood throughout his body was consumed at an unnaturally rapid rate. He was sacrificing his future.

He was consuming the spiritual potential within his own Demon Blood. Even if he survived this battle, he would struggle to make any further progress!

"Take this! Hell Dragon Explosive Flow Break!"

Tōga brought his blades together. At that moment, he forcibly fused the powers of Tessaiga and Sōunga, combining the supreme Mystic Arts of the earth sword and the human blade.

The instant the technique began, the air currents for dozens of miles around spun out of control under its influence.

Enormous tornadoes formed like funnels pouring down from the heavens. Boulders, soil, flowers, grass, trees-everything was dragged toward Tōga by the storm's immense force.

"What!?"

"How is that possible!?"

"He can draw out that much of Sōunga's power!?"

The three Great Yokai's expressions changed instantly. Everyone knew that even Tōga, who had possessed Sōunga for nearly a century, could not fully master its power.

Yet now Tōga was actually combining Sōunga's power with Tessaiga's. Such control should have been impossible for him.

This went far beyond anything they had anticipated.

"This is bad!"

"The power of this technique..."

"Danger!"

Ryūkotsusei, Michinaga, and Flying Moth all sensed an overwhelming threat from the Mystic Art before it had even fully activated.

I can't withstand this. I'll die!

The same thought flashed through all three Great Yokai's minds. This was a terrifying finishing move that could threaten their lives!

"We can't hold anything back!"

"Unleash everything!"

"Stop him!"

At that moment, the three Great Yokai cast aside their schemes and unleashed their full strength. Until then, each had been pursuing their own little agenda.

But now they all knew that unless they gave everything, the outcome of this battle would change!

A violent, tearing force tugged relentlessly at their bodies. They resisted with all their strength, yet were still dragged inch by inch toward Tōga at the center of the storms.

"Demon Piercing Kill!"

"Four Seasons Formation: Space Kill!"

"Dragon Essence Annihilation!"

Flying Moth, Michinaga, and Ryūkotsusei each unleashed their strongest Mystic Art.

Flying Moth opened his enormous mouth impossibly wide. The demon power within his body charged like an electromagnetic cannon, and terrifying waves of energy radiated from him.

A massive pillar of light pierced heaven and earth, striking straight at Tōga, who was protected by countless storms.

The instant Michinaga finished speaking, four wondrous manifestations-spring blossoms, summer flames, autumn thunder, and winter snow-appeared across the battlefield, forming a strange formation.

Standing within the formation, Michinaga raised his hand and blasted out the ultimate power of the changing seasons. It actually disrupted the stability of Tōga's finishing move.

But Tōga continued consuming the spiritual potential of his Demon Blood, pressing ahead with Hell Dragon Explosive Flow Break!

Ryūkotsusei threw back his head and roared. The eerie human face on his dragon head was covered in sinister markings as his dragon mouth opened wide.

This was true dragon breath, unleashing heat and destructive power to their absolute limits!

The three Great Yokai's strongest Mystic Arts clashed with Tōga's ultimate fusion of his two blades!

Three immensely powerful waves of light rushed toward Tōga at once. But the countless tornadoes surged toward those three Mystic Arts like ravenous beasts scenting food.

The three mighty streams of energy were subjected to terrifying grinding pressure within the countless tornadoes, becoming part of the storm's power.

A dragon's roar shook heaven and earth for thousands of meters. Energy erupted from countless storm eyes and converged into an enormous hell dragon!

"How is this possible!?"

"My Mystic Art was swallowed!?"

"No! We can't possibly stop it!"

The three Great Yokai were shaken to their cores, stunned beyond measure by the sight. They could scarcely imagine that their strongest Mystic Arts had actually strengthened their opponent's attack.

But in the next instant, as that power took shape, a terrifying tremor gripped their souls-the tremor of death-as what seemed like a true hell dragon roared toward them.

"No! I still haven't reclaimed my..."

"Run, now..."

"My body can't withstand..."

The three Great Yokai unleashed all their power once more, only to discover that any resistance was futile before this enormous hell dragon.

Michinaga was reduced to smoke almost instantly, leaving not even a body behind.

Flying Moth unleashed his terrifying reserves of demon power to form an enormous cocoon. But it held out for only a moment before it was breached, and he too died.

Ryūkotsusei's body was the strongest and toughest. His dragon scales fell in torrents as his entire head and body bore the brunt of the hell dragon's assault.

At the very end, he even felt the power of his own Dragon Essence Annihilation break through his iron-hard flesh and bones.

Boom!

Countless fragments scattered across the sky. They were the bodies of the three Great Yokai, all crushed to pieces by the hell dragon.

All three yokai were dead!

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