Crossover: A Different Inuyasha

At that time, wherever the roots reach, that will be the extent of the territory.

Inuyasha took out the Chaos Pearl, held it in his palm, and placed it into the trunk of the Sacred Tree.

The moment the bead touched the bark of the spirit tree, it encountered no obstruction.

A very faint ripple appeared on the surface of the bark, which then returned to its smooth state.

But the next second, the sacred tree trembled.

The entire tree, from its crown to its roots, every leaf and every branch, trembled violently, as if an invisible electric current was penetrating through its heart.

The eerie green light became blinding in the blink of an eye, then quickly subsided, returning to a gentle brightness, as if it had completed some kind of internal adjustment and adaptation.

Then the branches and leaves of the tree canopy opened slightly to a visible extent, and the emerald green glow flowed along the texture of the trunk and branches, becoming more abundant and brighter than before.

Inuyasha could clearly sense that the sacred tree was breathing.

It is not breathing in a metaphorical sense.

The roots that stretched out toward the void were slightly contracting and expanding. Each contraction and expansion brought with it a wisp of extremely faint void energy, almost invisible to the naked eye, which was absorbed into the tree trunk, flowed along the veins to the depths of the tree heart, and merged into the Chaos Pearl that had just been embedded there.

The Chaos Pearl exhaled another wisp of energy, nourishing the Divine Tree and making it stronger. The intensity of the surrounding space was gradually increasing.

Although it is a slight change, its strength lies in its continuous nature.

Inuyasha suddenly realized, "So that's how it is. Only a stable space can truly contain a world."

He tucked his hands into his sleeves, gazing intently at the spirit that was taking its first step from the "ancient tree" to the "space tree."

The myriad realms and universes are governed by their own creation.

This moment marks the beginning of creation.

"The space is pulsating. According to other fictional worlds, is it possible for it to resonate with other worlds at this time?"

An idea flashed into his mind, and Inuyasha pondered for a moment before deciding to give it a try.

This matter can be big or small.

If the pulsation of void energy is unidirectional, then everything is fine; it can simply be considered a normal rhythm in the growth process of the Divine Tree.

However, if it's a two-way street—while you're opening a window, someone outside might be looking in through that window—then you can no longer ignore it.

It's always better to be prepared than to be caught off guard and scramble to react when things happen.

"Try it and you'll find out."

The Mirror of Time appeared, and Inuyasha placed his hands on either side of the mirror's edge, calming his mind and focusing his consciousness into the depths of the mirror.

In that instant, his senses left his body, transforming into an invisible and intangible flow of energy that extended in the opposite direction along the veins through which the roots of the Divine Tree absorbed energy from the void.

He passed through the spatial barrier that he had personally stabilized, crossed the boundary between nothingness and reality, and explored the infinitely distant void.

Like a drop of ink falling into clear water, it slowly spreads in the boundless clarity, without direction or edge, only layer upon layer of perceptual ripples pushing outwards.

Then, what happened?

Chapter 101: The Reincarnation of Touga, Kagome and Her Best Friends

A new world?

Inuyasha abruptly pulled his consciousness back.

At the same time, the Mirror of Time also records the coordinates of another world, and as long as there is enough energy, one can go there in person at any time.

"The energy level of that world is not higher than that of my own world."

In a fleeting glance, Inuyasha was able to sense the energy of the other world.

The only uncertainty is whether anyone on the other side has discovered them.

"With me and Sesshomaru here, we have nothing to fear even if we are discovered."

Inuyasha made up his mind, "The most important thing now is to seal off the aura of the fantasy world, and then send someone over."

"A new and extraordinary world, I'm sure we'll reap many benefits."

Thinking about it, he started working again.

At the edge of the world, faintly visible are array patterns identical to those used within Dream City to unleash the [Spell: Clear Mirror Still Water].

As a master strategist, time and space are essential skills for Inuyasha.

This small space was also one of his carefully prepared trump cards.

Compared to wielding the Tessaiga and hacking people to pieces, which is anything but elegant, Inuyasha would much rather become a noble mage.

The sky above the Netherworld Hell remained unchanged, with dark red and gray-black clouds intertwined and piled up.

Lava surged through the cracks in the scorched earth, occasionally bursting bubbles and splashing up a few dazzling sparks, which were then swept away by the hot wind.

Touya stood atop a towering rocky ridge, the Murakumo-ga held across his knees—the sword that had once accompanied him across the world, now no longer in its complete form.

He had fused the broken part together with his demonic power, and although it no longer had the sharpness of its former self, it was still usable.

Behind him lay a massive skeleton, the last trace left by the old monsters who had conspired to set up the formation and force him into reincarnation.

Douya found them one by one, and didn't let any of them go.

The wind surged from the depths of hell, blowing the man's long, silvery hair and blood-stained clothes.

"Cong Yunya, your mission is complete."

"Fighting King, I've fought alongside you in countless battles, you can't just discard me after I've served my purpose!"

Ignoring the evil spirit's cries, Douya Wang channeled his demonic power along the hilt into the blade—a powerful and irresistible force exploded within the sword.

The patterns etched between the steel and the evil spirits cracked at a visible speed, like ice breaking from the inside out under heavy pressure.

A short, sharp wail erupted from the depths of the blade's spine, only to be crushed.

The Congyun Fang shattered into dozens of dark metal fragments in Douya Wang's palm, clattering and scattering on the scorched earth.

A few more pieces were swept up by the scorching winds of hell and blown into the distant lava fissures.

Douya Wang released his grip, casually tossing down the bare hilt of his sword. The hilt struck some gravel, rolled twice, and came to rest beside a rock that still retained a dark red warmth.

He turned and glanced back at the scorched earth licked by the hellfire behind him—scattered bones, remaining blades, and ground ravaged by demonic power—and sighed softly.

The matter that needed to be resolved has been resolved.

Douya Wang walked forward along the rocky ridge.

The scorching winds of hell swept past, carrying the scent of ash and sulfur in long, thin plumes that trailed faintly behind.

"Bao Xian Gui, can you hear me?"

He took out the black pearl from his pocket and contacted his loyal subordinates from his lifetime.

"General! I am here."

Words, tinged with insincerity, emerged from the pearl. Upon hearing this, Douya Wang laughed heartily, "Bao Xian Gui, I'm leaving."

"If you think my two sons are suitable, then choose one to marry."

There was a moment of silence on Black Pearl's end before she gave an awkward reply, "That general, I'm already serving in the Eastern Kingdom."

"Haha, that would be even better!"

Touya sincerely hoped that his old subordinates would all have a bright future. "Please inform Totosai and Myoga about this. After that—take care."

"May the general have boundless good fortune and all things go smoothly." Bao Xian Gui understood that life and death were not the end for Dou Ya Wang, and his words contained only blessings.

"Then goodbye."

Douya Wang bid farewell, swallowed the black pearl in one gulp, and leaped forward, rushing towards the direction where the souls of the dead were constantly gathering.

After flying for an unknown amount of time, the view ahead suddenly opened up for a moment.

It wasn't the scenery itself that changed, but rather the atmosphere around us.

The heatwave subsided, the wind slowed, and the lingering sulfurous smell in the air was replaced by a lighter, more distant odor.

Douya Wang landed on the ground.

Ahead was a bridge shrouded in gray mist. The bridge surface was paved with dark stone bricks and was only wide enough for two people to walk side by side. There were no railings on either side, and below the bridge was a bottomless void.

He had walked across this bridge many years ago, holding Izayoi in his arms, and walked the whole way with regret and reluctance.

He didn't turn around and leave then, because there was no point in looking back. But this time, he walked much faster than before.

It's as if they can't wait.

At the end of the bridge is a door.

The door frame is made of grayish-white bone with a smooth and warm surface, without any carvings or patterns; it simply stands there.

Inside the door was a soft light, neither glaring nor dim, like the faintest ray of light before sunrise.

Touya stood in front of the door for a moment, surrounded by a constant stream of mindless souls, the kind of beings most common in Hell.

Ghosts with sentience either have something special about them or were powerful beings in their previous lives.

He finally remembered Lingyue Xianji, who hadn't said goodbye, and Sesshomaru and Inuyasha.

“Continuing to say goodbye will only leave you with sadness. Everything that needed to be said has been said, and I've met a few of his daughters-in-law. That kid is really something.”

When Toga recalled the priestess and monsters who came to visit him after he broke through to Yusei, he felt a little envious of his second son.

"If only I could be like that..."

"Forget it, there's no point in thinking about these things now." He stepped inside.

The space behind the door was exactly the same as what Touya remembered.

It was a boundless expanse of still water.

The water surface was as smooth as a mirror, without any ripples, and its color was between gray and white, as if moonlight and mist had been blended into the water at the same time.

There was no reflection of him on the water, but the moment he stepped onto it, a very shallow ripple spread out, slowly spreading out in the direction of his toes.

There was no real feeling of landing beneath my feet, but I could stand steadily on the water, as if I were standing on a piece of frozen thin ice.

There were no walls or sky on all sides, only an endless expanse of flat water stretching into the distance.

Occasionally, a very faint light shines through from an unknown direction, coating the surface of the water with a faint silver line before returning to a uniform and soft glow.

This is the place between reincarnation.

All the souls of the dead sink here, and the waters of reincarnation wash away everything from their past lives, leaving them with no further connection to their former existence.

But then again, the Great Dao is fifty, the Heavenly Dao is forty-nine, and humanity escapes one.

The laws and rules of the world always restrict the weak.

Toga looked down at the ripples beneath his feet. His face was not reflected in the water, but he remembered that many years ago, he stood here, holding Izayoi in his arms, and placed a black pearl into her soul.

"Izayoi, I've come to find you."

He sank into the water, silently.

But accidents always happen unexpectedly; a spatial rift flashed by in an instant.

The sun was shining warmly, and the spring breeze rustled through the streets and alleys of Zenkenkyo.

Pale pink petals drifted down like fine snowflakes, carpeting the bluestone path with a thin layer, only to be lifted and then fall again by the footsteps of passersby.

Lingyue Fairy stood atop the arch of a stone bridge, one hand resting on the edge of the railing, her head tilted slightly upward as she looked at the double cherry blossoms in full bloom on the bank.

The pale pink flower clusters, layer upon layer, almost covered half the sky. Sunlight filtered through the gaps in the petals, casting dappled shadows between the stone bridge and the water.

Feng stood not far from her side, following Lingyue Fairy's gaze to the tree full of flowers, and spoke with a smile.

“Grandmother, the spring flowers in Shanjianjing are blooming even better this year than last year.”

"If you like, I can accompany you to the cherry blossom grove to the east tomorrow. There are more cherry trees there, and it's more open."

Lingyue Fairy withdrew her gaze, a faint smile on her lips, as if responding to Feng's words, or as if placing the wisp of aura from the end of the Netherworld that she had just sensed into some inconspicuous corner of her heart.

The aura of Touya-oh disappeared, completely and cleanly vanished.

She sensed it all clearly, but said nothing. She simply turned her head and smiled at Feng, "Okay, we're free tomorrow, let's get everyone together."