At that moment, Sekido finally understood.
Why Karaku, who had been defeated right at the start, still had not fully recovered.
The problem lay entirely with that glowing red weapon.
Was it coated in some poison, or had some special fuel been added?!
The demon struggled to crawl farther away.
Yet inwardly, he was already reeling.
If even their regeneration was being countered, how could the four of them possibly beat that guy with their Blood Demon Arts alone?!
Then, beneath the searing pain in his wounds, he felt a faint but familiar itch.
Only then did he relax a little.
It was very, very weak.
But his regeneration and recovery were still there, after all...
Naturally, Xia Xi knew that perfectly well.
After all, the Bright Red Nichirin Blade's additional effect reduced healing rather than preventing it altogether.
Still, that was enough.
Once a demon lost most of his mobility, he was no different from a lamb awaiting slaughter.
Seeing Xia Xi effortlessly crush his other three selves like a steamroller,
Urogi immediately fled high into the sky in fright...
"That was close! So close! Good thing I can fly."
He shrieked as he built up his Blood Demon Art.
The next second, visible golden sound waves swept straight down from high above.
Kazetoriin and Shinobu Kocho quickly covered their ears.
Yet this sonic attack was far weaker than they had expected.
Because he was simply too afraid of Xia Xi.
The bird demon had actually flown much higher.
As a result, his Blood Demon Art had weakened considerably over the distance.
At this distance...
Kazetoriin tightened his grip on his long whip.
Even if he jumped upward with all his strength, adding the reach of his whip-shaped Nichirin Blade, he still could not possibly reach...
"Heeheehee, what's wrong?