Crossover: A Different Inuyasha

"In any case, the leopard cat has offended most of the demons in the city this time. Let's think about how to explain this to Steward Jieluo."

In the world of monsters, success or failure is the only measure of a hero.

If the leopard cat can successfully bring Naraku back to Rashomon, and awaken his spirit armor and increase his strength, then all the blockades and interceptions tonight will be praised as "decisiveness" and "courage".

But if it fails, the outcome is obvious, after all, a leopard cat is not a dog demon.

Once a flaw is exposed, it's only natural that everyone will push the wall down when it falls.

boom!

A bolt of lightning exploded from not far away, carving scorched furrows into the snow-covered ground.

Qiu Lan's body was struck down from mid-air by lightning and crashed heavily into the ground, splashing up a cloud of snow and mud.

He coughed twice while lying on the ground, tried to stand up by supporting himself with his arms, but his knees buckled and he knelt back down.

Feitian stood several feet away, the lightning gun held horizontally on his shoulder. He looked down at Qiulan lying on the ground and snorted.

"When it comes to playing with thunder, our Thunder Beast clan is number one."

He turned his head and gestured with his chin toward Mantian behind him, "Mantian, let's go."

Mantian couldn't help but glance in the direction of Naraku, who was sealed off in the distance. "Brother Feitian—are we not going to steal it anymore?"

Feitian glanced back at Mantian and said, "Are you stupid? Can you beat Lord Sesshomaru, or can I?"

Mantian shrank back and became obedient.

The snow has stopped.

Sesshomaru fell from the sky.

Her silver robe trembled, and her silver hair fluttered.

His golden eyes remained as cold and indifferent as ever, reflecting the sunlight and snow, yet focusing only on what he wanted to see.

"Sesshomaru, I really didn't expect you to participate in this little game."

Ignoring the old hag who fled when things went wrong, Donglan looked surprised and annoyed.

At the same time, he raised his hand, which had been hanging halfway down, again, his fingertips gleaming with an almost invisible chill, quietly gathering power under the cover of his sleeve.

Given Sesshomaru's status, she didn't believe that Inuyasha hadn't left him a spiritual artifact.

It's incredibly frustrating to see this guy appear now, like some bastard who came here to get a promotion and took over my spot.

"It's been a long time since I've been back to Rashomon. Consider this a gift from the older brother to the younger brother."

After Sesshomaru said this in a serious tone, he looked at Touran and got straight to the point, "Give it to me, or not?"

Dong Lan snorted coldly and mocked, "Do I have any other choice?"

Sesshomaru tucked a strand of hair behind his ear, revealing the demon markings on his arms and cheeks, and answered matter-of-factly, "No."

"You're still the same—I really want to see you cry your eyes out."

Donglan straightened up and released the chill that had been lingering at her fingertips, letting it spread along her arms to her entire body.

An icy blue light spread out from her body, like a suit of armor retrieved from the depths of an icy lake, solidifying with her breath.

The snow continued to fall softly and rapidly from between the clouds.

In recent years, her strength has far surpassed that of the past. Every breath she takes under the moonlight is like a hammer repeatedly forging her demonic power.

Dong Lan felt confident enough as she looked at the arrogant figure before her, her voice carrying a clear and resolute determination.

"Then let's have a match!"

The wind passed between the two, stirring up a few tiny snowflakes.

Sesshomaru raised his eyes.

Donglan then moved.

She extended her left hand forward, her five fingers spread wide, and a chill rapidly gathered in her palm.

In the blink of an eye, an ice spear over ten feet long took shape, its body as clear as glass, its tip gleaming with a cold, eerie blue light.

She swung her arm and threw it.

The ice spear pierced the air with a sharp whistling sound, heading straight for Sesshomaru's face.

Wherever the spear tip passed, the air condensed into tiny ice crystals, like a frozen river spreading out in mid-air.

Sesshomaru raised his hand, bringing his index and middle fingers together. A line of yellow-green light emerged from between his fingers, transforming into a slender whip of light.

The whip twisted for a moment in mid-air before lashing out at the incoming ice spear.

"Snapped--!"

The light whip collided with the ice spear, producing a crisp, loud crack.

A thin crack appeared in the center of the ice spear, which then shattered into sharp ice shards that scattered in all directions, each shard carrying a sharpness capable of cutting through steel.

"A petty trick."

Sesshomaru tilted his head slightly, and the ice shard that was supposed to pierce his face grazed past his ear.

Dong Lan didn't respond with words. Instead, she formed a hand seal in front of her, and the chill around her suddenly intensified, turning into a vast expanse of white icy mist.

The moisture in the air was quickly frozen, turning into countless tiny ice needles, like a moving wall of needles, closing in on Sesshomaru.

A deadly chill spread!

"Now that's more interesting."

Unleashing Demonic Power—

A deep crimson hue crept into Sesshomaru's golden eyes, as if something was awakening beneath frozen amber.

It spreads outward from the depths of the pupil, slowly creeping along the lines of the iris.

Its face changed from a handsome human form to a more ferocious and monstrous demon form.

The demonic power within him surged forth like thawing river water, spreading outwards with an unstoppable momentum like a torrent.

The approaching icy fog suddenly stopped.

Carrying the deathly chill of countless ice needles, it seemed to have hit an invisible barrier in front of Sesshomaru, stopping abruptly in place, churning and struggling.

At the same time, the sky changed.

The clouds churned and tore across the sky, revealing vast expanses of the night sky below. Stars and the moon peeked out from the gaps, pouring down their cool, clear light.

On the distant horizon, a few streaks of lightning danced along the edge of the clouds, emitting a deep and distant rumble.

"Let's end this farce as soon as possible!"

Sesshomaru pulled down his light whip, tearing through layers of cold air. Donglan twisted her toes, pulling her body back several feet, cold air surging between her chest and abdomen, and then she suddenly opened her mouth.

A thin stream of cold air shot out from between her lips and teeth, like an invisible ice arrow, aimed directly at Sesshomaru's face.

Sesshomaru flicked his wrist.

The light whip changed direction in mid-air.

The moment the whip collided with the cold air, it produced a muffled explosion, and ice crystals and light fragments scattered like frost flowers that were instantly blown apart.

The icy current was split in two by the force of the whip, passing by Sesshomaru's side and freezing two straight ice marks in the air behind him.

Donglan's expression was solemn.

She hadn't expected that the opponent's demonic whip could directly sever her burst of cold energy.

It looks flexible, but only those who actually touch it can feel its hardness and sharpness, like a thinned blade.

'hateful!'

'This guy just wanders around aimlessly every day, how did his strength increase so quickly!'

As Dong Lan retreated, she clasped her hands together again, rapidly channeling her demonic power into them.

A chilling blue light erupted from her palm, more intense and fierce than ever before, like an ice lake whose bottom had been pierced from the inside, all the coldness being lifted into the air at the same moment.

White icy mist spread out from the edge of the beam of light, creating a semi-transparent fan shape between the ground and the air, blurring the surrounding scenery into a hazy silhouette.

Extreme cold inferno!

Sesshomaru's eyes lit up for a moment, and he retracted the light whip with his backhand, unleashing a dense, circular whip curtain in front of him.

The whips intertwined, like a curtain of water blown by the wind, completely separating his figure from the icy blue pillar of light.

Ice shards and light dust scattered from the point of impact, turning the night sky into a white, chaotic mess.

Before the smoke and ice shards had settled, Sesshomaru passed through the rain of broken ice.

He was even faster—after unleashing his demonic power, his strength, agility, and reaction time had all been elevated to another level.

From the moment Donglan saw Sesshomaru's image, through her brain's processing and her body's reaction, her pupils shrank to pinpoints, reflecting the eerie green venomous claws that stopped in her eyelids.

The irritation from the toxic gas caused my conjunctiva to well up with tears, wetting the corners of my eyes.

Dong Lan subconsciously tensed all the muscles in her body, her voice stuck in her throat.

His gaze slowly moved from the poisonous claws to Sesshomaru's human face.

His eyes faded from bloodshot to gold, but still carried a hint of sharpness that he couldn't completely suppress, like a sliver of lightning remaining in the sky after a storm.

Sesshomaru looked down at her.

His golden eyes were clear and calm in the moonlight, and he spoke in a calm tone.

"Donglan, I, Sesshomaru, am not one to stand still. Your efforts are not enough."

Under Donglan's complicated expression, Sesshomaru lowered his hand, his breathing returned to normal, and he turned around and lashed out with his light whip, engulfing Naraku's ice sculpture.

Then it transformed into a beam of light and sped off towards Luo Shengjing.

As everyone looked up, they watched Sesshomaru disappear into the clouds in a hurry. The oppressive aura that had been so overwhelming vanished with him, and they all breathed a sigh of relief, deeply feeling the disparity among the demons.

Wow, the difference is huge.

This gap cannot be bridged by diligence, demonic power, or a suitable weapon.

Like someone standing at the foot of a mountain looking up at the summit, only to find that the summit is still much farther and higher when they finally reach the halfway point.

Those thoughts that were still vying for power and checking each other suddenly seemed somewhat ridiculous after Sesshomaru came and went.

"Is this the bloodline of the greatest demon of the Warring States period? Unbelievable!"

Steel Teeth, who was still observing from a short distance away, clenched his fist, then let it fall limply.

He turned to look at the dazed, tail-tucked wolves, took a deep breath, and shouted, "What are you all standing there for? Will you get stronger by daydreaming! Go back to your training!"

"If we can't catch up in ten years, then let's try for a hundred, a thousand, ten thousand years! Let's work together!"

"Oh oh oh!"

Smoke and dust rose as the demon wolves retreated.

"Big sister! Are you alright?!"

Chunlan was the first to come to Donglan's side.

Xia Lan's shouts came from behind, and even Qiu Lan, supported by several subordinates, limped over here.

Dong Lan landed from the air, her eyes lowered, and she slowly exhaled, raising her hand. "...I'm fine."

"What do you mean, nothing's wrong!"

Xia Lan, outspoken and quick-witted, blurted out, "Big sister, you were bullied to tears by Sesshomaru, I'm going to—"

With lightning speed, Chunlan covered Xialan's mouth with her hand, silencing the rest of her words.

Xia Lan made two "uh-uh" sounds, widened her eyes, and turned her head away in dissatisfaction, but Chun Lan suppressed her with a look.

"Bullshit."

Dong Lan frowned. "What are you crying about?"

As she spoke, she raised her hand to touch the corner of her eye. When she touched the outer corner of her eye, she felt a cool, damp sensation, and her face immediately flushed with a riot of colors.

"Don't stay where you are."

The big ice cat lightly touched the snow with its toes and its body was already airborne.