Sesshomaru unleashed all the strength in his body and shattered Jingzhe, the Evil Sword that had slain countless yokai!
If this Evil Sword marked the limit of his progress, how could he call himself a perfect yokai whose talent surpassed Tōga's?
For the truly strong, every part of their being was their greatest weapon!
A glimmer of understanding gradually dawned on Sesshomaru. Perhaps the Evil Sword Jingzhe had actually hindered his path to supremacy.
Just as his earlier craving for Tessaiga's power had hindered his growth.
With his talent, he should not have been growing so slowly. He should have progressed faster and become stronger!
"This time... thank you." Sesshomaru discarded the broken Evil Sword Jingzhe and thanked Mingye.
Whatever the reason, Mingye had saved his life. Sesshomaru was not so petty that he could not even acknowledge that.
"But... I will reclaim my place as overlord of the Western Country!"
Leaving those words behind, Sesshomaru turned and departed. He did not return to Dog Castle. In the days ahead, he needed to gather his thoughts and find his own path!
"Lord Sesshomaru, wait for me!" Jaken snapped out of his daze and hurried after him.
The Evil Sword Smith did not dare linger either and followed Sesshomaru.
"Reclaim his place as overlord of the Western Country... interesting..." Mingye smiled faintly. He understood that this was Sesshomaru's challenge, and that Sesshomaru still would not give up.
The strength Mingye had shown today would not shake his confidence. Once Sesshomaru found his true path, he would challenge Mingye again.
Mingye had always rather admired Sesshomaru. He saw a reflection of his past-life self in him.
In their obsession with becoming stronger, Sesshomaru and he were alike.
Having someone like that around might bring a little excitement to his life.
After all,