Crossover: A Different Inuyasha

Chapter 77 The Second Time I Am Alone Across the Heavens, Piercing Through Time and Space

Xi Shi clutched her heart; even I felt pity for her.

Looking at Kikyo, who was clinging to him like a kitten and letting him play with her as he pleased, Inuyasha felt a little inhuman.

Wait, I don't think I'm really human.

That's fine.

'The issue of openly establishing a harem has been resolved; we still need to be careful behind the scenes.'

Kikyo feels guilty and insecure, but that doesn't mean she's truly happy or willing to accept sharing the dog that she used to have all to herself with someone else.

A woman's heart is like a needle at the bottom of the sea.

Inuyasha's mind raced.

"Inuyasha, look at me! Look at me!"

The cloying voice sent shivers down the half-demon's spine, and Kikyo's eyes sparkled.

"Didn't we say we wanted to have a baby? How about we have a puppy together?"

"Inuyasha~"

After an unknown amount of time, Inuyasha raised his face, which was glistening with moisture from Kikyo's kisses, and left the secret chamber where Naraku was imprisoned, taking his first step towards a beautiful life under the sun.

He walked this path with extreme caution and trepidation for three years, yet he also walked it with an open and honest heart.

It has been a full ten years since he awoke.

It was still the same sacred tree. Inuyasha sat on the treetop, his eyes slowly closing.

Sunlight filtered through the gaps in the leaves, casting dappled shadows on his silver hair and crimson clothes.

The half-demon seemed to be asleep, or perhaps waiting for something—like a leaf caught in the wind, briefly suspended in mid-air before falling to the ground.

The second "All Heavens Are Mine" has arrived.

A force rose from the depths of the soul, like a stone thrown into deep water, sinking calmly, but rippling outwards as it touched the bottom.

It is different from the fiery power of demons, the clear and cool power of spirits, and the profound power of magic.

It carried an oppressive weight, like a silent mountain slowly descending from the void, pressing down on the boundaries of his soul.

The name is ancient and simple, like a blade polished by time, without fancy patterns, yet exceptionally sharp—Wei.

The second [he/she/me].

From a world where monsters roam the night and demons whisper in the alleys.

"[Nurarihyon no Mago] World! A youkai who wields the 'Power of Fear'."

Inuyasha quickly flipped through the memories of "others" to fill in the gaps in the anime and summarize a logically consistent worldview.

Unlike the Sengoku period in "Inuyasha," the modern society in "Nurarihyon no Mago" has passed through a turbulent and sinful era.

The land on which monsters depended for survival has been taken away by peace—human footprints are everywhere, clearing roads through mountains and building bridges over rivers.

The light of civilization illuminates the world.

The living space for monsters has been drastically compressed, and even the lord of all demons and monsters has to survive in the cracks of the human world.

At the same time, the sheer number of humans was crowding out the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, causing a significant decrease in the number of physical demons such as dog demons, cat demons, and fox demons within the demon race.

It can be described as "not allowed to become spirits after the founding of the People's Republic of China".

But in the ensuing oral tradition, a new era of monsters was born.

Monsters, born from legends, fears, and repeated stories from ancient times to the present, are naturally endowed with the power of "fear".

The essence of fear is a kind of bewitching momentum, an indescribable aura.

The battles between monsters in the new era are a battle for "fear," and the core lies in whether one can overwhelm the opponent in terms of momentum.

Whoever has the stronger momentum and the greater the pressure will gain the upper hand in the confrontation.

However, once the "fear" is broken—that is, the opponent sees through the truth or is overwhelmed by a stronger aura—it will be overcome.

The practitioner's foundation will be shaken, and they will fall into the dangerous situation of "breaking fear".

"Fear" is a force that can be artificially gathered together, and the Night Parade of One Hundred Demons is the pinnacle of this.

Besides the overall increase in his energy, spirit, and even lifespan, Inuyasha felt the power of "fear," similar to the external soul bone in Douluo Continent, which was tightly wrapped around his source power.

"This power is quite interesting."

Inuyasha had a sudden thought.

The source energy focused on his eyes, piercing through the afternoon sunlight and dust, and he saw countless threads hanging down from the void.

Like a spider web moistened by night dew, it gleams with a very faint silvery-gray luster in the sunlight.

One end of the thread was attached to the half-demon's body, conforming to his outline.

The other end of the line extends in all directions, passing through forests, crossing rivers, and flowing over cities and fields, stretching far into the distance beyond the reach of sight—

Every household!

The power of fear comes from those who trust him, follow him, and are willing to tie their fate to his name.

Even a weak demon, as long as he stands in the procession of the Night Parade of One Hundred Demons, can, with the combined fear of his companions, confront an opponent far stronger than himself, supported by the convergence of their power.

And standing at the pinnacle of this land, Inuyasha—known to the world, celebrated by millions, the only overlord of over 6,000 square kilometers, a half-demon who reigns supreme in the center of the Eastern Kingdom—is surrounded by an invisible "fear" that permeates the entire kingdom!

Therefore, fear is expanding rapidly!

With the amplification of fear, the source power became so strong that even Inuyasha was surprised. Uncontrollable demonic energy overflowed from his body, sweeping across the forest and sky.

The branches and leaves of the sacred tree swayed violently, and the afternoon clouds were pushed aside from the center by the force, revealing the clear sky below, which surged in all directions like ripples.

In the courtyard of Ruri Shrine, Kikyo sat on the veranda with a book open on her lap. Seven or eight little kids sat in front of her, looking up at her as she told them stories of exorcising demons in ancient times.

Suddenly, the priestess's voice stopped.

Her gaze swept over the children's heads and landed in the direction of the sacred tree, a hint of disdain in her eyes.

Then, as if nothing had happened, she looked back at the little witches and continued the interrupted story.

"Sister Kikyo..."

Lan, who is over a hundred years old and still dedicated to the role of a "loli" (a term referring to young girls), sat in the front row. Suddenly, she raised her hand to cover her chest, her face turning slightly pale.

"I...I'm not feeling well."

As if she were experiencing altitude sickness, she felt short of breath, as if something was enveloping her everywhere.

Kikyo looked down at her, smiled, and reached out to pat Ran's head, as if comforting a kitten frightened by thunder.

"It's probably going to rain soon."

"It's just a bit stuffy."

Inuyasha's aura is like the omnipresent sky. Even if it is suppressed to some extent, the sky is still the sky. Only those who stand at the top can discover its terrifying power.

But to Kikyo, the other party was just a shameless lecherous dog.

What happened three years ago is a dark chapter in the shrine maiden's life that she can hardly talk about.

If her spiritual power hadn't been still sealed, she would have found an excuse to go to Rashomon long ago, to subtly provoke the philandering cat, and to retaliate in self-defense.

Anyway, Inuyasha has the means to revive, so it's okay to let them die once, right?

As for his own bratty younger sister, he simply ignored her to avoid getting annoyed.

A hundred miles away, on the official road leading from Zenkenkyo to the next shrine, Kaede was leading a group of graduating shrine maidens on a pilgrimage and training.

Show them the land and people of the East, and let the shrine maidens know their duties.

Kaede rode on a pony, the hem of her white robe and crimson trousers fluttering slightly in the afternoon breeze. Suddenly, she pulled on the reins and turned to look in the direction of the Ruri Shrine.

'Have you gotten stronger, Inuyasha?'

She chuckled to herself, 'Now, Kikyo-neechan has even less chance of escaping.'

Inside the castle lord's mansion in Zenkenkyo, the toad Kujira was reviewing the documents for this year's expedition—Inuyasha's five-year development plan had been exceeded, and this year would be the day to unify Kanto and sweep away the filth.

The toad's pen hovered on the paper for a moment before continuing to write.

Below the last line of notes, he steadily added the word "Accurate," then picked up the seal beside him and stamped it.

Sunlight streamed in at an angle, making the sun emblem on his shoulder appear to shimmer with a glint of light.

In the depths of the Soul Research Lab in Luo Shengjing, Chunlan and the black witch Chun stood together before a long table covered with ancient scrolls.

Tiny particles of light floated in the air; these were fragments of the soul they had just separated from a death row inmate.

Chunlan stopped what she was doing, glanced out the window, then lowered her gaze, her cat tail swaying gently behind her.

"...Did you feel it?"

Without even looking up, Chun turned a page, her tone so indifferent it was almost perfunctory, "It's just some commotion at the shrine. Finish the mission as soon as possible; I don't want to work overtime with you until dark."

Ever since Kikyo appeared before the world, the Black Witch's mood has been extremely bad.

He voluntarily transferred away from the shrine, too lazy to see Kikyo's aloof and indifferent face.

On the terrace of the highest floor of the castle tower, Yura was drinking with Fuuran.

Dong Lan picked up her wine cup, took a sip, and her gaze fell on the distant mountain ridgeline, which was bleached white by the sunlight. "Does being powerful mean you can do whatever you want? What is he up to now?"

Jieluo put down his wine cup. "Who knows? Anyway, it won't blow the roof off."

"As for you, when do you plan to resurrect your lord? Inuyasha has already given you the method for complete resurrection."

When confronted with Jie Luo's question, Dong Lan toyed with the wine cup in her hand, her eyes filled with an inscrutable expression.

She had personally witnessed the battle between the lord and the dog general, and was well aware of the strength and temperament of her great demon.

If he were to find out after his resurrection that he had led the leopard cat clan to join the dog demons for ten years, he would probably die of anger on the spot.

"Let's wait a little longer."

Hearing Donglan's answer, Jieluo smiled without saying a word, picked up the wine bottle and filled it for himself and Donglan, asking somewhat drunkenly.

"So, when do you plan to take on the challenge we agreed on ten years from now?"

'I'll fight Inuyasha? Will I win?'

Jieluo raised his wine cup, while Donglan, inwardly complaining, raised his cup to clink with hers.

Ice Cat heard the demon laugh, "Inuyasha said there's a prize for the brave."

Donglan seemed to be deep in thought.

Far away in the mountains, at the Totosai Forging Workshop, which spews lava and has a huge monster skull displayed outside, Sesshomaru stands by the furnace.

Xie Jian, standing to the side, was moving his toes up and down, his reddened soles almost emitting blue smoke.

"Sesshomaru, I understand your desire to integrate the Tenseiga into the Bakusaiga, but I really can't do it!"

A broken tooth signifies death, while a naturally formed tooth signifies life.

Sesshomaru believed that the new sword, which combined the strengths of the two swords, would become even stronger and truly surpass that disrespectful half-demon.

But Totosai really couldn't do it. The Bakusaiga alone was a divine weapon born from the very creation of heaven and earth, something that human power could not forge.

If he were to continue playing dumb and trying to fool them, his old eyes suddenly looked towards the horizon, clicked his tongue twice, and tapped his withered fingers on his knee. "Wow, that Inuyasha kid—he's as strong as a monster."

Sesshomaru didn't reply, or even turn his head; instead, a soft, ambiguous hum escaped from his nose.

Inuyasha slowly withdrew his imposing aura.

The raging tide, a fusion of fear and primal energy, receded layer by layer and sank into his body, leaving only the clouds closing in on the horizon.

"Getting stronger feels great!"

He sat on the treetop, his chest heaving, and then burst into hearty laughter.

Then, he pushed off the treetop with his toes and stood beside the thick trunk of the sacred tree. He looked up at the ancient tree that he had a bond with, and a wicked smile appeared on his lips.

After undergoing two cycles of fusion and training with his "other self," Inuyasha's mental strength is now vastly different, and he can perceive far more than before.

It is not only the flow of spiritual energy in the sacred tree that can be clearly detected, but also the faint spiritual fluctuations deep within the tree trunk.