Crossover: A Different Inuyasha.

"Those tentacles are just strands of hair!"

"They're—they're growing out of those corpses on the ground!"

The priestess's shriek shattered the morale that had just been built up.

The corpses lying in pools of blood were being drawn by crimson threads and instantly transformed into new monsters.

The scene was so horrifying that everyone's eyes were drawn to the Wind Cave Mage.

The latter's lips were pressed into a pale straight line, his brows were furrowed, and a layer of weariness and bitterness floated in his eyes that was hard to conceal.

He hasn't even seen the face of the enemy lurking in the shadows. How long can this Wind Cave hold out?

Each time you open your palm, the Feng acupoint in your palm will expand a little, and as you get older, the Feng acupoint will also expand accordingly.

The magical powers that others envy are, in essence, a curse placed on their lineage by a demon called "Naraku." Given time, the Wind Tunnel will devour them!

The Wind Cave Master's palm is now burning hot, like a ferocious venomous snake that might bite its master at any moment.

and--

The Wind Cave Mage raised his head, his gaze sweeping over the civilians who were hanging in mid-air but were unharmed, and then over the monster that was crawling out of the corpses.

Without a doubt, this is revenge.

It was the bloody revenge launched by "Lord Inuyasha," as the wolf demon called him.

The civilians who were deliberately left behind were the spectators to watch the execution.

"Wind...Cave...Master..."

The Wind Cave Master released the Wind Cave again, swallowing the oncoming Monk Mengxin into it. Looking at his friend's last peaceful and grateful gaze, a resolute will to die appeared on his face.

Everyone's life will eventually come to an end; he just came a step earlier.

With the Wind Cave's unparalleled power to crush weaker opponents, the battle quickly came to an end.

The ground around them had been thoroughly scraped, leaving the area so clean it felt somewhat empty.

Dusk pressed heavily over the mountains and forests, like a thick gray curtain, gathering and swallowing all the noise and screams, leaving only a faint smell of blood lingering in the wind.

The Wind Cave Master collapsed to the ground, half of his body soaked in blood.

Dark red blood was seeping from a deep, bone-revealing gash on his left arm, dripping down between his fingers and spreading a small patch of dark color on the muddy ground.

He squinted, calmed his breathing, and maintained the strength for his last stand.

Suddenly, the Wind Cave Master heard conversation and laughter, and struggled to open his eyes.

Two figures stopped in his field of vision.

Her silver hair was like moonlight, and her red robe was like blazing flames.

Beside him stood a girl with ear-length black hair, wearing a ninja outfit that clung to her body, her exposed skin appearing delicately white in the twilight, her demeanor composed.

The Wind Cave Mage's pupils contracted, and a mouthful of metallic sweetness welled up in his throat.

He was panting heavily, his voice hoarse and husky, "...It's you...Red Demon...and...Black Demoness..."

Inuyasha glanced down at him.

He didn't have any particular feelings about this person, who was most likely the grandfather of the monk Maitreya.

If they've messed with you, just kill them.

There was no deep-seated hatred, it just so happened that they were in my way and did something that deserved to die.

Such things happened every day during the chaotic Warring States period.

At the same time, Inuyasha had no intention of subduing him.

Unlike the Leopard Cat Four Heavenly Kings' overt strength, the Wind Cave's mechanic-based power is really hard to deal with if it launches a sneak attack.

Keeping it is a potential problem.

Their appearance at this time is merely to satisfy their curiosity.

"I'll go back after I'm done."

Inuyasha tilted his head and casually spoke to Yura beside him. The beautiful girl responded with a clear laugh, like a wind chime hanging from the eaves being swayed by the evening breeze.

Knowing he was doomed, the Wind Cave Mage mustered his last breath and squeezed out one last question from his cracked lips.

"Red Demon... what exactly do you want to do by gathering so many humans?"

This was the source of his inner confusion.

If the goal is to eat people and build cities, why bother migrating people from the Western Regions thousands of miles away?

Musashi Province is full of villages, and it is easy to abduct thousands of people.

Moreover, the Wind Cave Master had observed along the way that although the monsters were fierce towards civilians, none of them actually killed anyone.

During the migration, the monsters were often accommodating to the common people.

This is very strange.

Does it matter?

Inuyasha's gaze inadvertently swept over his right hand, which was pressed down but not yet released, and he casually replied.

"It's just what I want to do."

"It really is an evil monster!"

In that very instant—

The Wind Tunnel Master suddenly raised his right hand, which was hidden beneath his body, with the Wind Tunnel in his palm facing upwards, towards Inuyasha and Yura.

Before the suction was even released, it had already stirred up the gravel and grass clippings on the ground.

"This is my last Wind Cave!"

"Let's all die together, you monster!"

The Wind Cave Mage's voice was hoarse and violent, carrying the final madness of a dying man, like an old beast cornered on the edge of a cliff, baring its teeth at its enemy with its last breath.

Inuyasha remained expressionless.

Jieluo scoffed lightly, a hint of mockery in her voice. "Still haven't faced reality? You little bug in the net!"

"Your every move is under our watchful eyes!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the Wind Cave Master's right hand, with its hair that had been held back, began to move.

A crisp sound of bones breaking suddenly rang out, and the right hand that was aimed at Inuyasha was cleanly and neatly turned 180 degrees by the pull of his hair, with the wind hole in his palm pointing directly at his own face.

"No...no..."

The excruciating pain and horror distorted the Wind Cave Mage's voice, and in an instant, that twisted face vanished into the Wind Cave.

All that remained was a ring of soil churned up by the suction, a few scattered prayer beads, and a wisp of light left over from when the wind cave closed, vanishing into the twilight like a fleeting moment.

Inuyasha withdrew his gaze. "Hand these people over to Wolf, and we're going back."

Actually, the best way would be for Jieluo to use her hair ribbon to carry the commoners around, which would save time and effort.

But if everything is done by the boss, then what's the point of having subordinates?

The fact that Inuyasha didn't take his anger out on the wolf is already a testament to his good temper.

"Yes, young master Inuyasha."

Jieluo responded, and the commoners hanging in mid-air fell down as if their ropes had been untied. The sound of them hitting the ground was muffled and chaotic, mixed with suppressed sobs and low groans.

At the same time, Wolf Mountain's footsteps were approaching hurriedly from a distance.

Behind him followed his subordinates who had gathered that afternoon, along with a small group of civilians.

Wolfy Gan watched the two figures ignore him and walk straight away, exhaled, and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

"...He survived."

He muttered something under his breath, then turned around and shouted at the top of his lungs at the dejected civilians and his men.

"You people better remember this!"

"Lord Inuyasha is kind-hearted and has shown mercy, allowing you to rest tonight!"

"but!"

Wolf Dry's cold gaze swept across the crowd. "Anyone who dares to run away again, dares to slow down the journey again, dares to play any tricks—they will all become the wolf's food!"