Chapter 485: Falling Cherry Blossoms Like Blood (Part 9)

As the words fell,

Beneath the blood moon, a figure slowly emerged.

Everyone's gazes tightened as they looked over simultaneously.

That figure turned out to be Soma Kosuke, whose head had just been sliced off by Wada Hirayama.

He hovered quietly in mid-air, looking down at the crowd below with an indifferent expression.

An old and raspy voice came from all directions, echoing within this dead silence of a world.

"I said, all of you must stay here."

"No one will be able to leave alive!"

Bhadra furrowed his brows, his rugged face filled with confusion.

"What is going on?"

"Wasn't this old bastard cut in half and dead as dead can be?"

"How did he come back to life?"

Wada Hirayama subconsciously lowered his head, looking at the headless corpse on the ground not far away.

Soma Kosuke's corpse was still lying quietly there, the blood staining the ground red without disappearing.

He couldn't help but furrow his brows.

"Hmph, playing tricks."

"What fucking Divine Artifact, it's nothing more than some illusions."

He gripped the Katana in his hand tightly, and his Battle Intent rose once again.

"Since it's an illusion, then I will completely shatter it!"

However, this time before he could make a move,

the resurrected figure in mid-air moved first.

Soma Kosuke slowly raised his withered right hand, holding his fingers like a brush, and began to paint towards the Void Realm.

Each stroke carried a peculiar rhythm.

Following his movements, the entire World Within the Painting began to tremble violently.

The light of the blood moon overhead became even more eerie, and thick ink-black energy gathered from all directions, condensing and forming beneath his brush.

The outline of a mountain appeared out of thin air.

Immediately following were the peak, the precipices, and the rugged bizarre rocks.

In just a few short seconds, a towering black giant mountain had already formed, hovering above everyone's heads.

That peak soared into the clouds, blocking the brilliance of the blood moon and casting a huge, despairing shadow.

An unspeakable sense of heaviness and oppression swept over like a tide, making everyone present feel their breathing stagnate, as if a giant boulder was pressing against their chests.

This was no longer a painting.

This was a true and undeniable apocalyptic disaster!

"Fall!"

The black giant mountain suspended in the sky trembled violently, and then with a world-destroying might, it crashed down toward the crowd below with a boom!

"Roar!"

A heaven-shaking roar.

Bhadra's eyes flashed with an excited light, advancing instead of retreating, and facing the giant mountain pressing down from above, he activated his ability once again.

Blinding golden light erupted from his body, and his figure expanded rapidly within the golden light.

In the blink of an eye, a golden giant Buddha standing dozens of meters tall rose from the ground, solemn in appearance and glaring with wide-open eyes.

The golden Buddha extended two palms as huge as mountains, steadily supporting the descending black giant mountain.

"Rumble—"

The moment the giant mountain collided with the golden Buddha's palms, it emitted a deafening loud noise.

Violent air waves spread wildly outward with the contact point as the center, blowing the surviving Kujo Family Professionals on the ground into disarray.

The ground beneath the golden Buddha's feet cracked inch by inch, and the huge Buddha body was pressed down slightly, but that pair of golden giant hands firmly supported the giant mountain that could crush everything, making it unable to drop even a fraction of an inch further.

Wada Hirayama shouted loudly.

Without a single bit of hesitation, his figure turned into a silver lightning bolt and soared straight up into the sky.

While he was still mid-air, the Katana in his hand had already been unsheathed.

"One-Sword Style: Sky-Rending!"

A hundred-meter-long brilliant blade light, like a galaxy tearing apart the night sky, flashed and vanished.

The blade light accurately slashed onto the body of the black giant mountain.

"Crack—"

A crisp sound.

Under this single slash, that sturdy giant mountain composed of energy was actually neatly split down the middle, with the cut being as smooth as a mirror.

The mountain body chopped into two halves lost its power support, collapsing with a boom and turning into ink spots all over the sky that dissipated.

Shattering the giant mountain with a single slash, Wada Hirayama's momentum did not decrease.

Killing intent boiled in his eyes, and his figure folded in mid-air, rushing straight towards the aged figure in mid-air like a cannonball fired from a barrel.

"Die for me!"

Facing this menacing must-kill strike, Soma Kosuke in mid-air did not dodge or evade.

He just hovered quietly like that, the corners of his mouth even curling into an eerie smile.

"Splat!"

The sharp blade pierced straight through the center of Soma Kosuke's body without any obstruction.

Blood splattered everywhere.

His body was neatly split into two halves by Wada Hirayama.

However, Wada Hirayama's heart slowly sank at this moment.

Because not far away, the bloody moonlight and the ink-black energy intertwined once again.

Another figure of Soma Kosuke slowly emerged.

He still maintained that indifferent expression.

This time, he couldn't even be bothered to speak.

He merely raised his hand and pointed empty-handed towards the panic-stricken Kujo Family crowd below.

"Crack—Rumble!"

In the bloody sky, countless pitch-black cracks burst open without warning.

Violent thunder roared out from the cracks like black venomous snakes.

They intertwined into a huge web of death electricity, carrying an Aura that destroyed everything as they crashed down over the crowd below with a boom!

Half an hour later.

"Boom!"

Bhadra's dark golden giant palm once again penetrated Soma Kosuke's chest without any suspense.

The violent power instantly crushed the opponent's heart.

Soma Kosuke's body trembled violently, the light in his eyes rapidly dimming.

His health bar was emptied once again.

That aged body fell powerlessly from mid-air like a worn-out sack, slamming heavily onto the ground.

Not far away, five or six identical corpses were already lying crisscross.

The manner of death for every single one was too horrific to look at.

Bhadra slowly retracted his palm, looked at his blood-stained hands, and then looked at the new corpse on the ground, his rugged face filled with irritability and incomprehension.

"What the hell is going on with this old thing?!"

"Why does he keep appearing endlessly?!"

"It's like he can never be killed!"

Wada Hirayama also stopped his movements. Gripping his Katana, his brows were tightly locked, and his expression was equally ugly.

Right at this moment, Kujo Koji, who had been silent all along, slowly spoke.

"This is the effect of yata no kagami."

Hearing this, everyone turned their gazes toward him simultaneously.

"Illusion and reality alternate."

"Although you killed him, he can rely on the power of the Divine Artifact to forcibly judge the 'reality' that 'he has already died' as an 'illusion'."

"That way, he will naturally appear once again."

Bhadra subconsciously asked a question: "Then what if we are killed by him?"

"That will be real."

"After all, yata no kagami is controlled in his hands."

"Within this Domain, life and death are controlled by him."

"Illusion and reality are both defined by him."

"…"

Death-like silence.

Everyone was so shocked by Kujo Koji's words that they couldn't speak for a long time.

A long time later.

"This is just too shameless!"

Bhadra cursed in a low voice, his face full of disbelief.

He finally realized just what was terrifying about the legendary Divine Artifact, yata no kagami.

Within this Domain, the opponent could completely achieve immortality!

While they only had one life!