The sunset's afterglow was no longer blinding, but as it fell into this dim place, it still resembled a dazzling longsword.
The moment Doma heard the ceiling shatter, he immediately retreated.
Lin Yoriichi swung his blade again.
The dark red edge sliced silently through Doma's legs.
Doma felt his body drop, then toppled backward uncontrollably.
Instinctively, he tried to wave the fans in his hands and unleash his Blood Demon Art again to buy time for his limbs to regenerate.
Yet the moment Doma raised his arms, he discovered with a shock that the places where he had been cut could not regenerate at all.
The next instant, Doma felt something flash before his eyes.
His fans had vanished, along with his hands!
Doma's eyes widened, and his rainbow-colored pupils seemed to reflect a scene from hundreds of years ago.
Crimson hair, hanafuda earrings bearing a sun pattern, and that miraculous swordsmanship.
That lord was...
Doma's thoughts cut off abruptly as sunlight fell upon him.
Thick smoke rose from his body as though it were burning, and his flesh rapidly turned to ash.
Doma had never been able to understand emotions, nor did he possess a normal person's joy, anger, sorrow, or happiness.
Yet the instant sunlight struck him, his pupils still trembled, and howls escaped his mouth.
This was a demon's instinctive fear of sunlight and the pain it brought!
At the sight, satisfaction immediately appeared in Shinobu Kocho's eyes.
Mr. Yoriichi's incredible slash had cut down every last trace of Doma's Blood Demon Art.
The next two slashes had completely eliminated any chance of Doma dodging.
Shinobu Kocho knew that Mr. Yoriichi could easily have beheaded Doma with a single slash, but he had still left her the chance to finish Doma off and avenge her older sister!