Crossover: A Different Inuyasha

Inuyasha grabbed the priestess's soft hand and stroked it. "Don't rush, take a good look."

A faint light appeared in Feng's eyes as he noticed an invisible aura permeating the world from the pillar of light they had come from—no, it should be said that it was assimilating it.

The energy seeped into the earth like water and climbed up the buildings like vines.

Like breathing, it blends into the air, leaving its own mark on this land.

Sesshomaru's actions are rapidly accelerating this progress.

The priestess didn't understand what it was, but instinctively felt an indescribable benefit.

The vengeful ghost opened its arms and lunged towards Sesshomaru.

Where deathly energy passes, the moonlight dims.

The kneeling monsters trembled, their bodies constantly leaking blood and souls, being drained into dried corpses by the cursed shadows, turning into empty shells that collapsed to the ground.

The entire city was within the range of the cursed ghost's absorption, with no escape.

Damn it!

Nurarihyon stood on the edge of the rooftop, looking down with sorrow at the rows of Nura Clan members falling to the ground below—Gyuki, whom he regarded as his own child; the loyal Karasu Tengu; Aotenbo; Kurotabo; and even his grandson Rikuo, all gritting their teeth and struggling to maintain their nearly exhausted strength.

He turned to the motionless Tsukiyomaru and angrily demanded, "What exactly do you want to do! Do you enjoy bullying the weak?"

"Shut up, you fool!"

Tsukiyomaru didn't even glance at Nurarihyon, who was nearly beaten to death with his life force depleted. He stretched out his arms as if embracing the bright moon and said fervently, "Be glad, you'll soon witness the true power of a god!"

"This is the supreme power to unify the world, to revolutionize it, and to allow humans and demons to coexist!"

As a yokai who has come to love and protect humans, Tsukiyomaru reveres and cherishes the bright moon and sun of the eastern land!

That was the light he was willing to follow for a lifetime, even though he couldn't achieve it himself.

The next second, Koga and the others from the Eastern Kingdom were taken back into the air by Inuyasha, saving them from being whipped to death by the Cursed Demon Shadow.

The two forces collided in mid-air.

Sesshomaru's demonic aura was like the bright moon hanging in the sky, its clear light chilling, aloof and unshakable, every wisp of its energy carrying an untouchable purity; the ghostly shadow's deathly aura was like an abyss pouring down, dark and turbulent, wild and greedy, as if it wanted to drag the entire night sky into a bottomless swamp.

The moment the two collided, the sky seemed to be torn apart from both sides by an invisible giant hand. Thunder roared, lightning snaked wildly, and pale white lightning bolts split apart from the center of the collision.

Only flickering light and shadow and deafening roar remained between heaven and earth.

It felt like the end of the world had arrived!

"Die, die, die!"

The grotesque figure swelled further as it was infused with death energy, its shape distorting in the wind. Each wisp of resentment and dead soul that joined it made it more solid and terrifying.

The roars grew clearer and louder, as if the screams of millions of people were being superimposed.

High in the sky, Sesshomaru made his move.

His hand rested on the hilt of the sword at his waist, touching one of the two swords, the Tenseiga.

The tooth emitted a very faint hum in his palm, responding to its owner's will.

The moment the blade was drawn from its sheath, there was no blinding lightning, no deafening roar, only a pure white light—pure and gentle.

It was as if moonlight had solidified and flowed along the edge of the blade.

Sesshomaru raised his arm, the tip of his sword pointing upwards, and with a slight twist of his wrist, swung the sword down.

The blade flashed like moonlight, slicing straight into the center of the cursed, monstrous shadow.

The moment the Ju-on's body touched the blade, it split open from the center.

Cracks spread rapidly along the lines of resentment and death, like ice that had been penetrated by sunlight, beginning to crumble from the depths.

Its body shattered into billions of tiny fragments of light, like millions of fireflies scattered by the wind, falling across the entire city.

A shower of light poured down from the sky, covering the city of 600 square kilometers.

The shards of light fell onto the scorched ground, and the deathly aura receded like a tide.

The servant of the underworld was instantly slain as it landed on the cold body, and its withered blood vessels were revitalized with warm life.

A middle-aged man huddled in a corner of the apartment corridor trembled, then suddenly opened his eyes and gasped for breath.

On the subway platform, a mother and daughter were embracing tightly. The girl opened her eyes first, looked around blankly, and then hugged her mother even tighter.

Behind the counter in the department store, a young clerk propped herself up on the ground, looked down at her intact hands, and stared blankly for a long time before silently shedding tears.

Millions of people opened their eyes at the same time, as if being awakened from a long nightmare.

The tengu propped himself up on the ground, placed his hands on his knees, and looked up at his colleagues who were also getting up.

Having lived for so many years, experienced countless battles, and faced life and death countless times, the moment just now—the true death of falling into boundless darkness—was completely different from those previous wounds and near-death experiences.

He could clearly remember the moment he turned into an empty shell and fell heavily to the ground.

But now, he's sitting up again.

On the rooftop, the resurrected Nurarihyon loosened his grip on the sword, the blade slipping from his hand and striking the ground with a crisp, sharp sound—a fight? Completely unnecessary.

God's grace is as vast as the sea!

High in the sky, under countless gazes of awe and worship, Sesshomaru sheathed his sword, stood with his hands at his sides, his silver hair fluttering slightly in the night breeze, his face as cold and composed as ever.

Like a bright moon cast in the sky, hanging high and silent, its radiance spreading far and wide yet untouched by dust, the power of life and death seemed to be entirely in his hands.

Not to mention outsiders, even the high-ranking officials of Dongguo couldn't hide their shock.

Dong Lan couldn't help but start to have serious doubts—was he really considered a [Nascent Soul]?

Then, another light shone.

Inuyasha released Kaede's hand, and a completely different aura exploded from his body—fiery, magnificent, and awe-inspiring.

A brilliant flame rose, spreading, stretching, and expanding along the robe, like the rising sun suddenly breaking through the clouds at midnight, its light gradually increasing the weight of the night.

A great sun slowly rose over Tokyo, its fiery light illuminating everything.

"Alright, that concludes the greetings from Dongguo to you."

Inuyasha looked down, his golden eyes shining like molten gold, his voice echoing through the heavens and earth.

"Submission or death—you may choose now."

On the ground, hundreds of millions of figures rushed out of the houses and knelt down to worship the sun and moon in the sky.

Whether it was the Nura Clan or Shikoku, 99% of the yokai did not hesitate, kneeling down and pressing their foreheads against the cold pavement.

The lives saved, the miracles witnessed, and the awe compressed to the extreme—in a short time, all their pride and stubbornness were crushed into dust.

On the rooftop, Nurarihyon's knees bent, and his body sank little by little in the interplay of moonlight and sunlight.

Those aged hands, which had created countless miracles, were pressed against the ground on either side.

For his sake, and for the sake of his loyal followers who would never do anything foolish, the once revelrous and drunken lord of demons and monsters bowed his head.

"The Nura Clan... surrenders!"

Upon hearing this sound, the Ox-Demon and the Tengu bowed down one after another.

Nura Rikuo stood at the front of the crowd, looking up at the sun hanging in the night sky. Golden light fell on his young face, and the boy's clenched fist trembled slightly at his side.

Under such power, hard work and grand pronouncements are all laughable.

"Lu Sheng, come here."

A gentle voice sounded in his ear, and the little rascal turned his head sharply.

He looked at the woman who had appeared beside him, her long hair falling to her shoulders, her face soft and dreamlike in the interplay of firelight and moonlight.

The maternal monster bent slightly and stretched out her hands to him, just like she did every day in the classroom, gently treating him.

This left Nura Rikuo momentarily unable to distinguish between reality and illusion.

But under immense pressure, this call snapped the string in his heart.

"mom!"

The little rascal practically lunged forward, crashing into the woman's outstretched arms.

Wu Nu closed her arms, placed her palms on the back of his head, and gently stroked it.

High in the sky, Inuyasha waved his hand, instructing everyone to carry out their respective tasks according to the arrangements made before departure.

"Inuyasha, I'm going back now."

Relieved, Maple glanced at the gradually quieting city below, released Inuyasha's hand, turned around, and passed through the pillar of light, returning to Rashomon via the passage.

The affairs of a nation are always complex and multifaceted.

With shrine duties, scheduling of shrine maidens' training, and compiling offerings from various regions, Kaede has very little free time.

On the other side, Sesshomaru landed on the ground from mid-air, holding a wheel engraved with intricate patterns in his hand, its surface shimmering with a dark and serene light—it was the Wheel of the Underworld, specially set up to communicate with the underworld and hell.

Despite causing such a commotion, no powerful figure emerged from the human world.

He no longer had any expectations for this world and prepared to go to hell to find Touya-o.

Only the quiet Yura remained by Inuyasha's side, the female demon with her arms crossed, watching as the woman coaxed Nurarihyon into becoming a baby.

"Is this your plan?"

"Do whatever you want."

Inuyasha looked down and spotted some pretty women, and remarked casually.

“That kid is the third head of the Nura Clan. With that connection, communication will be easier in the future.”

"Oh~"

With the troublesome priestess gone, Yura naturally clung to Inuyasha's arm, her body exuding a cool, ethereal fragrance as she giggled.

"Hey, sir, how about taking in a few more local beauties to make communication easier 'in the future'?"

The female demon's words stirred something within Inuyasha: "You really are a bad woman."

"Did I offend your heart, sir?" Jie Luo's eyes sparkled, her fingertips sliding down his sleeve to hook his fingers, and she said softly, "But as agreed, you must spend some time with me, sir."

“ojbk”.

Chapter 91: The Captured Hagoromo Gitsune, Fierce Battle at Mikadoin

Question: In a cosmopolitan city of ten million people, monsters fight and swords flash across the streets overnight. Then, a satellite is pierced and destroyed from its orbit by an unknown beam of light, and a dozen alien flying beings appear. Finally, ten million people die and come back to life. What would happen in the real world?

Answer: The world was in an uproar!

Think tanks from various countries held meetings overnight, secret telegrams flew like snowflakes, satellites changed orbits, and spies and extraordinary individuals from all walks of life flocked to Tokyo, turning it into an impenetrable fortress.

This is a scene that has never appeared in previous anime.

But all of this has nothing to do with Inuyasha's travels, sightseeing, and enjoyment of life.

While the Prime Minister was making a righteous and stern declaration during a live broadcast that "it's all high-tech psychological tactics and holographic projection," he was embracing Yura, soaking in a secluded hot spring bath in Hokkaido, enveloped in the steam of a hot spring.

The water surface was shrouded in mist, with alternating hot and cold temperatures and splashing water everywhere. He proved to Jieluo the truth that "1+1 is much greater than 2" through his actions.

A storm is brewing at the front.

Peace and tranquility reigned in the rear.

Aside from some high-yield destructive weapons, monsters with high-speed movement and strong destructive power are completely unscrupulous.

Moreover, in a civilized society, who would dare to use those weapons?

If we can't handle it, how will we deal with the retaliation that follows?

Adhering to the simple belief that "better to die than to die for one's friend," the entire Japanese island seemed to have become a large-scale live musical.

After you finish singing, I'll take the stage.

For his merits, he was granted a spiritual armor and his strength was firmly established at the [Sun Wheel Celestial Phenomenon] level. With a clean and decisive challenge, he defeated the former Yama General of the Eight Divisions and officially became one of the Yama Generals of the Eight Divisions.

After his promotion, Steel Teeth did not rush to continue expanding in World One. Instead, he returned to Rashomon to reunite his followers.

The headcount, replenishment of supplies, and confirmation of achievements were all completed in one go.

After doing all this, he led the howling wolf cubs and some of the monsters from World One across the Space Barrier of World One again, back to World One, and headed straight for the place that had initially given him a hard time—Tono.