The instant nearly a hundred weapons capable of cleaving mountain peaks struck the shock wave, they were like scraps of paper falling into a raging fire.
Dark red light burst into countless brilliant sparks, but before those sparks could blossom, an even fiercer tide of black swallowed them.
Long blades disintegrated, spears snapped, sword edges melted, and spearheads shattered.
Every weapon hurtling toward Naraku turned to ash at the same instant.
No, dust!
The black debris swept backward with the shock wave, like a rain of ash flowing in reverse, surging toward Momoshiki Otsutsuki high in the sky.
Momoshiki's pupils abruptly contracted.
He had never expected this outcome.
In his original estimation, even if the torrent of weapons could not injure Shihōin Naraku, it should at least have restrained and suppressed him.
At the very least, it should have forced Naraku to expend that so-called "price" by using those flames to restore himself.
But Naraku had not used that ability at all.
He had simply destroyed every weapon.
"Wha-"
Before Momoshiki could finish the word, the aftershock of Conqueror's Country had already blasted its way in front of him.
This was no longer a mere shock wave.
Conqueror's Country was an ultimate Slash capable of cleaving giant whales and severing mountain ranges, and the aftershock it left in the air still carried enough power to crush everything.
The raging energy struck Momoshiki head-on, sending him hurtling backward at an unimaginable speed like an insect swatted by an invisible giant palm.
His body spun more than a dozen times in midair. The robes over his chest shredded into scraps under the impact, and the exposed skin was covered in dense streaks of blood.
Those bloody marks looked like hundreds upon thousands of wounds cut simultaneously by an extraordinarily sharp blade, and