A white bone cleaver thirty or forty meters long, much like Tessaiga, swung out.
Naraku unleashed three golden blades of energy.
It was none other than Tessaiga's signature technique: Wind Scar.
And even at its baseline, this Wind Scar was on the level of Mountain-Splitting Wind.
This showed the caliber of Naraku's current demon power: he was already on the same level as Sesshomaru, if not higher.
But an attack of this caliber was nowhere near enough against Hell Dragon Break.
The instant Wind Scar touched Hell Dragon Break, it collapsed.
In fact, let alone Wind Scar, even Backlash Wave alone stood no chance against Hell Dragon Break.
Sōunga's reputation as "the most domineering sword under heaven" was no empty boast.
According to old Myōga, this demon sword's ultimate technique, Hell Dragon Break, could pierce through Hell. Even if that was exaggerated, there was no denying how terrifying both the sword and its technique were.
"What?"
Naraku paled in shock. "My Wind Scar was several degrees stronger than the strike Sesshomaru unleashed by pushing Tessaiga to its limits. How could it collapse on contact? Impossible!"
He had thought that after absorbing Tessaiga's demon power and increasing his overall strength severalfold, he would be no weaker than anyone.
Besides, he had unleashed that Wind Scar with all his strength.
There had been absolutely nothing tentative about it.
Yet he had still lost to the human brat before him.
But he simply refused to lose to this person.
"I won't lose..."
Barrier!
A vast magenta screen of light appeared, shielding his body, which measured dozens of meters.
The enormous spinning top formed by Hell Dragon Break's storm of sword energy immediately tore savagely into the huge barrier of light, sending great showers of flashing energy sparks flying.
Naraku gritted his teeth and