His Demon Blood boiled, and his Demon Power surged.
The Demon Sword in his hand resonated with the Demon Blood in his body. This small transformation gave birth to a powerful spirituality within the blade, finally turning it from the unfinished blank of a top-tier Demon Sword into a divine weapon that truly possessed some of a top-tier Demon Sword's splendor.
The golden blade light he unleashed again had increased far more than three- or fivefold in density and power.
Although it still fell short of the "Flying Slash" Kirinmaru unleashed by concentrating his Demon Power.
At least it would no longer be crushed in an overwhelming rout.
Metal rang against metal, and dancing blade light filled the sky. The sea of clouds spanning dozens of miles was scattered in an instant, blown toward the distant horizon by the surging waves of energy. The earth below was affected as well. Rivers surged backward, while towering waves battered the shores of the nearby sea.
Space trembled. Within the affected area, the figures of all living creatures shuddered into layers of afterimages.
This was not something they had done themselves, but the result of space becoming somewhat unstable.
At the same time, the clashes between their blades often tore loose showers of Demon Power arcs and energy sparks. If these explosive forces spread and then fell to the ground below, they could readily shatter mountains and split the earth.
"A mere bloodline awakening actually gave him such a tremendous boost?"
Kirinmaru narrowed his eyes, deeply surprised.
Sesshomaru, beside him, also raised his eyebrows in astonishment. He had personally witnessed Inuyasha go berserk when his Demon bloodline awakened before, but that had been about the extent of it. Yet the Inuyasha before him now felt rather unfamiliar. The Demon Power he unleashed was