night.
In an unnamed forest.
Five figures stood on the path on the cliff, their gazes fixed on the clearing in the distance.
Two similar blue fluorescent lights flickered through the forest, one of which, a towering ice crystal statue, stood thirty or forty meters tall, was particularly eye-catching.
As the ice crystal statue waved its arms, a fierce wind raged, and the already sparse and empty trees cracked and snapped under the impact of this force.
Then, like a kite with a broken string, it was mercilessly swept away by the gale and thrown into the distance, making the entire forest seem even more vast and empty.
Kokushibo's gaze was fixed intently on the red figure beneath the ice crystal statue, which was constantly dodging, his eyes revealing a hint of anticipation and admiration.
" Kokushibo, do you think Akaza defeated Doma?"
Upon hearing this, Kokushibo slightly turned his head, his gaze briefly leaving the battlefield to look at Lord Muzan beside him.
Although Lord Muzan just questioned him, his gaze remained fixed on the distance, never leaving the battlefield.
"Before he Transparent World, he probably wouldn't have been able to defeat him, but now..."
Kokushibo replied, then turned his gaze back to the battlefield.
Upon hearing this, Daki looked at Kokushibo with curiosity, her beautiful eyes sparkling with doubt. "Does Kokushibo mean that Lord Akaza can defeat Doma?"
"Hmm! We can beat them!" Kokushibo nodded slightly.
"But isn't Lord Akaza being beaten up right now?" Gyokko twisted his body. "Speaking of which, I didn't know Doma had such a move! That Ice Crystal Bodhisattva looks to be thirty or forty meters tall, right? It's terrifying! Is it really possible for a human to defeat that?"
Kokushibo, "Aside from its decent attack power, that ice sculpture doesn't pose much of a threat to someone of similar strength!"
It doesn't pose much of a threat...?
Hantengu was stunned when he heard Kokushibo's words, and looked towards the huge ice sculpture of a Bodhisattva in the distance.
Does Kokushibo mean this thing poses no threat?
But...
boom--!
A tremendous roar resounded, accompanied by a horizontal chop from the ice sculpture Bodhisattva, which snapped several trees in half and sent them crashing straight into the cliff face where the group was standing.
The cliff face trembled, Hantengu, lying on the ground, swayed slightly as the cliff shook.
Does Kokushibo mean that such an attack doesn't pose a significant threat?
horrible!
How terrifying!!
If I were hit by such an attack, I'd probably be turned into mincemeat, right?
Upper Rank One, Two, and Three look more human-like...
But why do I feel like Gyokko and I aren't the same species as them?
Daki swallowed hard at Doma's attack.
"Can Akaza really defeat Doma like this?"
Kokushibo nodded. "We'll find out soon enough... but..."
" Kokushibo, but what is it?" Gyokko turned to look at Kokushibo and asked.
Kokushibo, "However, this battle might not end until dawn..."
On the battlefield.
The atmosphere was tense and intense, as if even the air itself was trembling.
Akaza suddenly exerted force with his feet, like a nimble cheetah, and easily performed a backflip.
While his body was still spinning in the air, head down, the huge ice sculpture arm swept down below him.
Akaza's figure stood upside down in the air, his gaze fixed on the top of the ice sculpture bodhisattva's head, where Doma's familiar figure was reflected in his pupils.
A battle between ghosts is only possible if it results in a crushing defeat.
Otherwise, in most cases, they can only wait until dawn.
Let the sun scorch the other person to death.
After all, demons don't have weapons like the Nichirin Blade that can kill demons.
Unfortunately, although I am stronger than Doma now, I am not yet at the point of overwhelming him.
Despite his dislike for Doma, Akaza had to admit that Doma did possess some ability.
This is why I haven't launched Rank Replacement Blood Battle against him all these years.
With a soft thud, Akaza landed steadily on the ground, his gaze flickering slightly as he looked at Doma's figure.
Since that's the case, let's wear him down first...
Whoosh--!
A sharp whooshing sound rang out as the hand blade that had just swept across the room quickly returned.
Because it is created from ice, there is no need to consider human biomechanics.
Even when the hand is retracted, its power is in no way inferior to when it was first slashed out.
Akaza stomped hard on the ground, and his figure leaped into the air.
Its torso twisted slightly, turning to face the ground.
With his right fist raised high, a massive amount of fluorescent light gathered like stars, dazzling and brilliant.
" Destructive Death - Annihilation Style!"
As the words fell, the fist, carrying a massive amount of fluorescent light, slammed down on the ice sculpture arm that had once again come down below it.
boom--!
A huge explosion resounded through the forest.
The explosion was deafening, ice shards flew everywhere, and the ice sculpture's arm snapped off instantly.
The next moment.
With the force of the explosion, Akaza's figure flew rapidly toward the top of the ice sculpture bodhisattva's head, which was where Doma was standing.
It happened in the blink of an eye.
Akaza's figure had already flown to the top of the ice sculpture Bodhisattva's head.
As the torso twisted, Akaza had already turned around again.
His fist rose rapidly.
" Destructive Death - Disorder!"
His fists Doma like a meteor shower.
On the other side, Doma reacted quickly as well, raising his folding fan.
" Blood Demon Art: Frozen Lotus!"
Clang! Clang! Clang!...
Bang--!
Blood droplets drifted through the air.
After parrying dozens of blows, Doma finally couldn't keep up with Akaza's speed and was smashed in half by a powerful punch.
Fresh blood dripped from Doma's cheek, then quickly regenerated.
"Hey! Akaza! You've really gotten a lot stronger this time!"
Ignoring Doma, he raised his glowing fist again.
Seeing this, Doma quickly raised his folding fan to defend against Akaza's attack.
"Hey! Akaza, when you told Lord Muzan yesterday that you wanted to request Rank Replacement Blood Battle, I was already guessing who you would choose. Would you choose me? Or Kokushibo- sama?"
"Guess who I'm guessing?"
"Hehehe... I bet Akaza will pick me first! Does Akaza know why?"
On the battlefield, Doma's voice could be heard from time to time.
"Hey! Akaza! Say something! Why won't you speak?"
Akaza's lips twitched slightly, and the pressure on his hand increased.
The shattered cheek had completely healed, but before Doma could even feel happy, Akaza had already inflicted another wound.
Whether it's the cheek, the arm, the chest, or the calf...
As the two fought, new wounds kept appearing on Doma's body, but they were constantly repaired by his demonic constitution.