Fast.
Indescribably fast.
The instant Indra's Arrow left the bowstring, it had already crossed the vast distance and reached Zohakuten.
Zohakuten sensed an unprecedented mortal danger. He wanted to dodge, wanted to use the Wood Dragons to block it.
But locked beneath Susanoo's godlike pressure, his body froze stiff, unable to move an inch.
He could only watch helplessly as that streak of black and purple light rapidly expanded in his pupils.
There was no suspense.
There was no resistance whatsoever.
Indra's Arrow pierced Zohakuten's body with ease.
There was no explosion, no thunderous roar.
The instant the arrow passed through his body, violent Lightning Release chakra and the undying black flames of Amaterasu erupted together.
Under everyone's horrified gaze, Zohakuten's body, along with the signature Thunder God Drum on his back, was instantly broken down and vaporized.
Not even the slightest trace of ash remained.
It was as though he had never existed in this world at all.
The hundreds of ferocious Wood Dragons he controlled also collapsed simultaneously, like puppets whose strings had been cut, turning into a sky full of wood chips that fluttered down.
Yet it was not over.
Indra's Arrow, which had ended the strongest clone, traced a perfect straight line through the air without losing momentum.
It crossed the entire battlefield, shooting with unerring precision toward Hantengu's true body, protected by its hard shell beneath an ancient tree in the distance!
Clang!
A tremendous sound rang out, hundreds or thousands of times louder than Tanjiro's earlier strike.
Before Indra's Arrow, the hard shell that could withstand a Nichirin Blade was as fragile as paper.
The arrow pierced the shell with ease, carrying Hantengu's true body with it and pinning him firmly to a massive cliff several hundred meters behind him!
Boom!
The cliff shook