Konoha's Mission Master

Kokushibo was startled. He hadn't expected the enemy to be able to rush in front of him with such a dense barrage of slashes. He could only passively raise his Hollow God for a somewhat passive defense.

A burst of golden light appeared, and the Demon-Subduing Blade struck down directly.

Severed! The Void Crying God was severed once again.

Now that Kokushibo's central gate is wide open, there is no longer any obstruction.

Swish. The broken Nichirin Blade slashed towards the neck, which was its weak point.

However, the blade extending from his shoulder changed direction and blocked the path of the Nichirin Blade. Instead of retreating, Yakumo continued to exert his strength, and the reassembled Hollow Crying God, driven by Kokushibo, slashed towards Yakumo's chest.

The two began a clash of absolute speed and power.

Soon... the Hollow Cry God was already infinitely close to Yakumo's chest, and the forked branches that had grown out were almost touching his skin, but Kokushibo could not move forward even a fraction of an inch.

Kokushibo's head flew off in astonishment; he couldn't understand why his enemy's speed had suddenly increased several times over at the last second...

"They're quite difficult to kill."

Yakumo sighed with ease.

The head fell to the ground, and the surrounding crescent moon disappeared.

"I'm not reconciled, I'm not reconciled... Yoriichi, Yoriichi."

In Kokushibo's eyes, Yakumo and Yoriichi Tsugikuni had completely merged.

Kokushibo loves Yoriichi Tsugikuni. As brothers, they naturally love each other very much. Kokushibo would even try his best to protect his younger brother when Yoriichi was treated unfairly. It was his warm care that earned Yoriichi's approval.

Kokushibo also hated Yoriichi Tsugikuni, but he was even more jealous. Yoriichi was the second son, yet he possessed talents that Kokushibo could not match. Yoriichi's markings could break his destiny, while Kokushibo could only live a wretched life and fall into the realm of demons.

"Clearly... I'm the one who's the center of attention!"

"But why... am I overshadowed by you!"

The head that fell to the ground emitted near-mad and chaotic murmurs.

Kokushibo's head struggled as much as it could, looking at Yakumo and letting out a final roar.

"You are not him, and you don't deserve to be him!!"

Yakumo activated the Fuma technique, using the blade's edge to create gravity that brought together the scattered fragments of the Nichirin Blade. These fragments spun rapidly in mid-air, igniting into flames due to air friction. They coiled around Yakumo like fire meteors, emitting whooshing sounds as they cut through the air.

Kokushibo's headless body remained standing.

The next second, a diamond-shaped fragment of the Nichirin Blade slammed into Kokushibo's body, and the surrounding cells were rapidly dying under the influence of the fragment.

However, Kokushibo's body is gradually recovering.

Yakumo quickly took out another Nichirin sword from the sword case.

The twin blades swiftly slashed through Kokushibo's body.

"Isn't it death if your head is cut off?"

Doma, his head was cut off but he didn't die.

Even after having his head cut off, Kokushibo didn't die.

His once fair body was now covered in blue veins, and dark black spikes grew from his shoulders and back. The murder weapon... Xu Kushen Qu, had long since completely merged with Heishi Mu's body.

Black thorns kept emerging, the thickest of which was as thick as an arm.

Both arms were completely transformed into blades.

"Ding."

The Nichirin Blade collided with the sword arm on Kokushibo's body.

Yakumo's gaze narrowed slightly as an incredibly ugly head extended from his neck, like a demon returned from hell. Two sharp horns, each about ten centimeters long, pointed to the sky. His six eyes were filled with nothing but malice, and almost transparent liquid flowed from the corner of his mouth. It was as if, along with being beheaded, the human part of Kokushibo had been further erased.

"So ugly."

Yakumo sighed softly, increasingly suspecting that the so-called demonization was essentially just an incomplete evolutionary process, and that because of this incompleteness, the final product would become increasingly ugly.

As he sighed, Kokushibo had completed his final transformation, splitting off two more sword arms from his shoulders. The four sword arms were about two meters long and could perform slashes over a wide area.

With four arms and six eyes, its aura was like that of a demon.

"Drink, drink, drink..."

Kokushibo lowered his head and let out a deep, beast-like roar.

Yakumo smiled, a gentle smile that felt like a spring breeze.

The two clashed again. Kokushibo's sword arm quickly turned into a phantom shadow, outlining an impenetrable crescent moon blade aura in front of Yakumo. His advance and retreat were more driven by instinct. Suddenly, countless golden lines appeared between the two, which were the slashes drawn by Yakumo.

"Three feet long, draw your sword."

Two thin golden lines spread out, and a bloodstain appeared on Kokushibo's waist, burning with golden flames. Before the blood could flow out of his body, it was already almost healed.

The two separated, but Yakumo's steps remained steady and powerful. In fact, when he sensed the surrounding surveillance, he was fighting Kokushibo while concealing his fighting strength.

Kokushibo continued forward, his four ferocious sword arms unleashing countless crescent-shaped sword energies. Yakumo slightly shifted his feet, and none of those sword energies could touch him, yet he continued to launch attacks relentlessly.

As time went by, gray scales grew on Kokushibo's body, and four scarlet eyes grew from the ends of his four sword arms, spinning rapidly.

Ironically... for some reason, Kokushibo lost his intelligence and was left with only beast-like instincts.

when!

The fragments of the Nichirin Blade that were originally embedded deep in his body popped out from various parts of his body, but during this process, Kokushibo's aura became somewhat weak.

The number of times his cells have grown has already reached its limit.

Yakumo continued to draw his sword, and the fragments that had fallen to the ground flew up out of thin air, dancing rapidly around Yakumo as the demon was being subdued, like bullets ready to be fired.

In an instant, a golden light broke through the defense created by the four sword arms, cleaving open Kokushibo's entire chest. Upon contact with the blood, the Nichirin Blade, burning with flames, began to further destroy Kokushibo's cells.

The immense force of this attack sent Kokushibo flying.

Yakumo was faster, catching up with his flying body. Fumo thrust out from his chest, stopping Kokushibo's backward flight. Then, the entire blade of Fumo pierced the ground.

Kokushibo's entire body was nailed to the ground.

But it wasn't over yet. At the same time, the Jade Slided Out, and Yakumo pierced through Kokushibo's head.

This kind of wound would be fatal to an ordinary person, but it was not so great for Kokushibo, who had a demonic body. His four rather ferocious sword arms were gathering strength to grab Yakumo's back.

However, a meteor burning with flames descended from the sky, disrupting Kokushibo's offensive rhythm and further damaging him.

The Kusanagi sword pierced through, further securing Kokushibo.

With a swing of his Nichirin Blade, Yakumo began to dismember Kokushibo.

Painful cries rose and fell, cells were burning, defeat was inevitable.

Kokushibo saw the image of Yoriichi Tsugikuni before his eyes and opened his arms to his completely demonized brother.

A relieved smile appeared on Kokushibo's, or rather, Tsugikuni Iwakatsu's, hideous face.

Centuries later, he reconciled with the world.

A dozen minutes later, Yakumo ended the battle with his tattered Nichirin Blade.

In the gentle breeze, Yakumo drew out the Kusanagi and Fuma, and unsheathed the jade.

With a slight force, blood splattered from the knife.

Yakumo put the weapons back into the sword case.

Just then, the game system notification sounded.

[Congratulations to the player for defeating Upper Moon One, Kokushibo.]

Congratulations, player! You have earned 9000 Conquest Points!

Let the fire of the sun extinguish all evil!

Yakumo charged into the other side of the battlefield, empty-handed.

With nimble steps, they covered a kilometer in just over ten seconds.

Yakumo's ultimate speed can reach the speed of sound.

on the other hand.

The battle between Kyojuro Rengoku and Akaza was also coming to an end, but no winner could be determined, as the difference in their strength was not too great.

As Kokushibo fell, Akaza immediately sensed something was wrong.

Yakumo arrived carrying a sword case…

After Akaza noticed that Kokushibo had fallen, he ran straight north without hesitation, while Kyojuro desperately tried to hold him back, leaving the three little ones far behind.

"Tanjiro...give me the sword."

Yakumo pushed off with his feet, quickly passing Tanjiro and taking the Nichirin Blade from his hand. The three figures chased each other across the open plain.

"Oh, good."

Tanjiro belatedly realized that his hands were empty.

The three little ones were left standing there, looking at each other in bewilderment.

"Are you kidding me? What kind of joke is this!"

Akaza angrily shook off Kyojuro Rengoku. The moment Kokushibo died, his mentality completely exploded. Kokushibo was a being who stood at the top of the Twelve Demon Moons, second only to the Demon King Muzan!

But he was taken care of within half an hour!

Yakumo and Kyojuro worked together to strangle Akaza, their two completely different flames burning Akaza's body.

In the blink of an eye, the three had exchanged dozens of blows.

Yakumo completely mastered the rhythm of offense and defense. Akaza was constantly injured, and he could sense that his body's recovery speed was gradually decreasing, which meant that he was approaching his limit under the combined attack of the two.

Finally, the three of them separated for the time being.

Kyojuro Rengoku's breathing became slightly erratic. In order to keep up with Yakumo's pace, his body had begun to work beyond its limits, and he truly felt the chasm-like gap between the two of them.

Akaza's wounds healed rapidly, and he forcefully pinned his legs to the ground before assuming an attack stance.

Intangible energy began to gather in the void.

"Watch out, he's gathering his battle aura!"

Rengoku Kyojuro gave a loud warning, then bent forward into a defensive and offensive stance.