Crossover: A Different Inuyasha.

Chapter 194 Cold, Trembling

As dusk approached, the main mansion of the capital city was being revolved.

A tea room.

Yamamoto Genryusai Shigekuni and Heribel sat facing each other across a table, the aroma of tea wafting between them.

Harribel hesitated for a moment, her tone tinged with seriousness, "Captain Yamamoto, in a battle royale mode where cultivation levels are erased, your advantages will be greatly reduced."

"Are you sure you want to do this?"

On Yamamoto Genryusai Shigekuni's aged face, there was not a trace of hesitation.

"Of course it should be that way."

The old man's white eyebrows drooped slightly, and his voice was deep and steady as he slowly spoke, "Lord Harribel, true gold fears no fire."

"If, under the same conditions, someone who lives longer is still not as good as someone who comes later, then it proves that they are not as skilled and should step down and give their place to someone who is capable of standing in their place."

"Moreover, this martial arts exercise is an opportunity for those hidden gems to soar to new heights."

Heribel listened, her expression shifting slightly. "If Captain Yamamoto's words were heard by the young people in the inner and outer cities who were eager to fight, they would probably be so excited that they couldn't sleep."

"This selection process will surely surprise many people."

"Whether it's a surprise or a shock."

Yamamoto Genryusai Shigekuni stroked his white beard, a long-lost sharp glint flashing in his eyes. "This old man also wants to see the true nature of modern young people."

Heribel picked up her teacup, took a sip, and said, "With the reference of human novels and the support of the God Lord's soul martial arts, this martial arts competition will surely leave a significant mark on the history of the Wheel of Reincarnation."

"I'm really looking forward to tomorrow."

After the two made their final decision, Harribel went deep into the mansion.

The hazy, panting sounds reached the five senses even before the musk that filled the air.

The blonde, dark-skinned woman looked into her room at the god who was bullying and oppressing her three subordinates, and her legs instantly went weak with fear.

The next day, the sun rose over the capital city of Tōrinkyō.

The morning light spilled from the east across the densely packed rooftops of the outer city, and was cut into fine golden threads by the windows of the high-speed train, shattering into countless points of flowing gold on the glazed tiles of the city lord's mansion.

As the city of Reincarnation awoke from the darkness, the branch of the True Spiritual Arts Academy rang its morning bell.

Today is the day for the martial arts drill in front of the palace.

A beam of light emanated from the inner city.

It spread outwards, like a golden curtain unfurled by the wind, unfolding above the city of Reincarnation.

Herribel's projection stood in the center of the curtain, her golden hair sweeping backward in the void.

Emerald green eyes surveyed the eight directions.

Her projection was over a thousand feet high, like an exquisitely carved jade statue magnified to the extreme, exuding a calm yet sharp, godlike majesty.

The overwhelming pressure, taking advantage of the terrain, covered an area of ​​tens of thousands of miles.

In the eight major areas of the outer city, billions of souls felt a sinking feeling in their hearts.

This caused a variety of reactions from the crowd, especially among the first captains of the Grim Reaper who had never seen Harribel in action; a sense of awe was added to their eyes.

And the passion indispensable to the strong.

If she can do it, so can I!

In this magnificent new era, nothing is absolutely unacceptable!

"That's ridiculously strong!"

Inside the inner city, the captains of the 13th Gotei 13 stood in their respective barracks.

Kyoraku Shunsui pulled down his straw hat, concealing the rare seriousness in his eyes; Kenpachi Zaraki, with a new scar on his face, squatted on the roof ridge.

Kuchiki Byakuya stood with his hands behind his back, his silver-white veil fluttering in the wind, his face calm and serene.

At the Second Division's base, Yoruichi Shihouin, disguised as a black cat, perched on Soi Fon's head, gazing at the magnificent Harribel, and curled her lip—"If I had come sooner, you would still be in trouble."

"Gintoki, I will become just as strong someday." In the 8th Division, Mine stood in the corridor, looking at the man walking towards her from behind, her eyes shining brightly in the morning light.

Having failed to find anyone yesterday, Shiba Kukaku patted his cheeks. "Phew, I'll definitely restore Shiba's reputation as a prestigious and powerful family!"

In the 12th Division's research lab, Mayuri Kurotsuchi and Orochimaru, who had committed suicide, walked out together.

at this time-

Harribel's majestic voice resounded throughout the land: "Gentlemen, the martial arts competition begins today!"

"Under the watchful gaze of His Majesty, display your courage and wisdom!"

She raised her right hand.

A magnificent longsword appeared in Harribel's hand.

The blade was long and slender, its edge shimmering with a galaxy-like brilliance. The flame patterns on the guard emitted tiny glimmers of light, and the black and white hilt was brought together by her five fingers, her aura intensifying once more.

"All Realms Appear!"

The Myriad Realms Blade of Radiant Heaven trembled.

Millions of streams of light flew out from the blade of Wan Jie·Huang Tian, ​​traversing the inner and outer cities.

As fine as a hair, as dense as a sudden rain, it swept away from the city lord's mansion in all directions.

"This is?"

The assembled members of the Eighth Division watched as the streak of light landed on them in an instant.

Ise Nanao had just subconsciously glanced at Inuyasha's clone, Gintoki, when, before her pupils could even focus, he vanished from the spot.

There was no tearing sensation, no dizziness, and not even time to react.

In a second or two, more than 60 million people were teleported to the small world simulated by Huangtian.

Along with their memories, all the contestants' extraordinary powers vanished instantly upon landing!

Phase One: Battle Royale

Infinite Space Evolution, Activate!

In Gensokyo, beneath the sacred tree.

Morning light filters through the intertwined branches of the sacred tree, scattering like gold dust onto the moss and grass.

The deep green glow hanging from the tree canopy blends with the sunlight, the sea of ​​flowers undulates in the breeze, and the bright purple and red petals still have dewdrops hanging on them, which refract into tiny rainbows when they are exposed to the sunlight.

A cat-eared girl with short silver hair, dressed as a maid, gently swayed her tail behind her as she placed the wooden tray in her hands on the stone table.

The tray contained several small dishes.

A plate of salt-grilled river fish, a plate of pickled vegetables, a few golden-brown rice balls, two bowls of steaming miso soup, and freshly brewed clear broth.

tea.

The fragrance wafted out with the rising steam, carried by the wind, and drifted into the flowerbeds.

It looks simple, but it's actually not.

These are all crops produced in Gensokyo; they would be considered miraculous medicines with no side effects even in the celestial realm.

After digesting the fruit and with her pregnant belly showing, Platycodon grandiflorus leaned against the soft cushion, holding a soup bowl in one hand and supporting the bottom of the bowl with the other, sipping the soup slowly.

Her long, black hair was loosely tied behind her head, with a few strands falling on her cheeks. Her complexion was much rosier than usual, and the coolness between her brows and eyes was softened by the languidness of pregnancy.

Like a cherry tree soaked by spring rain.

The branches and trunks remain dignified and slender, yet they exude an undeniable abundance and prosperity.

She drank her drink while looking at the projection in the sky.

The water mirror is suspended in mid-air at a suitable angle, reflecting the scene above the Revolving Capital.

As Herribel's projection faded, it was replaced by an aerial view of the small world unfolding in the Myriad Realms·Radiant Heaven, with over ten million points of light flickering within, like a handful of stardust scattered by the wind.

After the rules were transmitted to more than 60 million people, they were continued by Haribel.

"Each person seals their memories and cultivation level, and implants false identity memories. Each person forms an initial team of five to twenty people in each world and continuously participates in world trial missions."

"Participants can obtain unlimited points from missions to strengthen themselves and cope with increasingly difficult world missions."

"When two hundred fourth-realm warriors appear, all teams will enter a chaotic, indiscriminate deathmatch world!"

"You can search for your supporters by name and watch their corresponding live streams."

"Scenes involving personal privacy will be skipped. Everyone, please join us in witnessing the rise of the guardians of Reincarnation!"

"Furthermore, new applicants will be allowed to register for the next six months!"

The projected image shifted, and it was now a small world within the myriad realms.

A speeding train is traveling underground.

The lights inside the carriage were dim.

The leather on the seat had several cracks, revealing the yellow foam underneath.

The train windows were covered with a layer of gray, and it was pitch black outside. Occasionally, the patterns of the rock walls would flash past the window and be swallowed by the darkness. The sound of the wheels rolling over the rails was dull and continuous.

There were eight people lying on the ground inside the carriage.

Kikyo glanced at him and then looked away, turning her gaze to Inuyasha, who was eating breakfast across from her.

"That's quite a big deal."

Kikyo put down the soup bowl, and the cat-girl immediately cleaned it up and served some tea to the side.

After becoming pregnant, the shrine maiden's mind gradually became more quirky and unpredictable.

She stroked the catgirl's tail, looking at the kitten's rosy cheeks and its cherry lips opening and closing.

"With the cultivation levels of the last two hundred people on the battlefield, they could probably be taken away, right?"

Inuyasha blinked as he watched his wife teasing the catgirl, chewed the rice ball in his mouth twice, swallowed it, and said with a smile.

"Consider this a way to pass the time and a reward for their wonderful performance."

Upon hearing this, Kikyo slightly raised her eyelids and glanced at him, saying, "You're quite generous."

The woman's eyes flickered, and she patted the cat's little bottom. The kitten obediently covered its ears, indicating that it couldn't hear anything.

"Look what you've done to the animal girls and elves in your household."

Kikyo glared at Inuyasha, who was making sarcastic remarks, and then gently tugged at the cute catgirl.

The latter turned around with a smile and came to stand behind the shrine maiden, pinching her shoulder.

His wife squinted comfortably. "If Zhuanlunjing does this, those people are going to make a scene."

Inuyasha, of course, knew who "those people" were, and said nonchalantly, "Yura and Midori have already arranged for people to go there."

"It is estimated that at the last minute, at least a quarter of the two hundred people were not locals."

"Halibel is being taken advantage of, isn't she? And you, a man, can you really tolerate that?"

Kikyo said softly, "I sealed their cultivation with the Myriad Realms Radiant Heaven, and made them use their mortal bodies and their own talents to struggle in the Trial World, step by step climbing back to the Fourth Realm."

"This process itself is the best way to hone one's skills. Combined with one's own cultivation, the two can cultivate a group of elites."

"Oh, I see."

As Kikyo spoke, she suddenly realized, "No wonder you didn't come home last night and gave Halibel a lot of compensation!"

"It is truly hard work for the Divine Lord, who tirelessly manages the affairs of thousands of concubines day and night."

"My dear wife, what are you saying?"

Inuyasha, who found it difficult to get a word in edgewise, waited until Kikyo finished speaking before taking over.

But the more you try to explain this kind of thing, the less it feels right, and it's impossible to explain it correctly no matter what you say.

He forcefully grabbed Kikyo's small foot and, under the shrine maiden's panicked gaze, slowly kneaded it while changing the subject.

"As long as it's healthy competition, it doesn't matter who loses or gains. In any case, it's all about strengthening Fuli's power, and it's time to give those people in Zhuanlunjing a boost. This is just the beginning."

"Afterwards, I also plan to connect to another abyss world and make the Wheel of Reincarnation spin again."

Kikyo remained noncommittal, only her toes, encased in white socks, twitched slightly. Inuyasha, the long-time husband and wife, understood perfectly and reached out to rub them.

The priestess placed her hand on her abdomen and quietly watched the train reflected in the water mirror.

Cold, shivering.

When Yamamoto Genryusai Shigekuni opened his eyes, he was the last person to awaken.

My back pressed against the cold carriage wall, the rough sheet metal brushed against my shoulder blades, and the springs of the old seats rubbed against my lower back.

The overhead lights were covered with a layer of grayish oil stains, and the light was yellow and murky, making the entire carriage look as if it were submerged in water.

He slowly sat up, supporting himself on the floor. His white beard hung down to his chest, and his gaze beneath his white eyebrows was not yet fully focused.

He looked like an old, frail man who struggled to even sit up straight.

On the train.

A scarred man, sitting imposingly with a pistol tucked into his waistband, glared fiercely at us.

He sized up Yamamoto Genryusai Shigekuni, his gaze sweeping from the man's gray beard to his hunched back. A sneer appeared on his lips. "Why is there an old man on this mission? This is truly the worst group I've ever led!"

"Young man, I advise you to try rat tail juice." Yamamoto Genryusai Shigekuni frowned.

His tone carried a chilling coldness that emanated from his very bones, a feeling of being offended.

Even though it was just a gaunt old man sitting on the cold floor, his solemn expression still exuded an imposing aura.

Scarface clearly didn't take this "weight" seriously. Instead, he was provoked by this superior. He stood up aggressively and walked toward Yamamoto Genryusai Shigekuni with an unfriendly expression.

"I was careless."

Yamamoto Genryusai Shigekuni looked at the environment on the train and the seven people he didn't recognize at all, and his heart sank.

Without any security personnel around, I acted impulsively in that environment.

The other party had a gun and was strong, while he was an old man who couldn't even kill a chicken.

The other six people on the train either leaned against the door with their arms crossed, watching coldly, or lowered their heads and pretended not to see anything.

Only one young girl with a ponytail opened her mouth as if she wanted to say something, but she immediately shut up after being glanced at by Scarface.

"Old man, it seems you had quite a status before you entered the Infinite Space."

Scarface walked up to him, looking down at Yamamoto Genryusai Shigekuni, his hands clenched into fists, his knuckles cracking.

Those watching the live stream outside began a heated discussion.

"No way, no way, it looks like the Captain-Commander is going to get attacked right from the start."

"With his cultivation and memories completely sealed, how can he possibly defeat the Guide? That scarred-face man looks like a ruthless character, and old man Yamamoto's physique—"

"Don't rush, even if Captain-Commander Yamamoto has lost his extraordinary abilities, he still possesses ordinary physical skills, right? With his rich combat experience, he won't fall at the very beginning!"

"Experience? An old man fighting a grown man hand-to-hand, and you're telling me about experience? That scarred guy even has a gun on his hip!"

"It's all over, I bet on Captain Yamamoto to win again, now I'm going to lose everything."