Chapter 487: Falling Sakura Like Blood (Part 7)

Bhadra violently soared into the sky, carrying a violent Aura, crashing straight towards Soma Kosuke in mid-air.

Soma Kosuke's gaze narrowed as he watched that golden figure rapidly magnify before his eyes.

He raised his hand, took a scroll from his sleeve, and threw it forward.

After leaving his hand, the scroll rapidly grew larger, transforming into a huge curtain that shrouded down over Bhadra's head.

"Such little tricks again!"

Bhadra let out a roar, not dodging at all, and his golden fist slammed fiercely towards that scroll with terrifying power.

He originally thought this punch could directly smash the scroll.

But when the fist smashed onto the scroll, the force was instantly absorbed and completely disappeared.

The next second, the huge curtain completely wrapped him inside.

Not only did Bhadra fail to punch through the scroll, but instead, his entire person was sucked in and disappeared without a trace.

The scroll floated in the air, ripples spreading across its surface.

Inside the scroll, a streak of golden light constantly charged around, yet it could never break through that thin layer of paper.

However, relying on just a single scroll to trap an SS-Rank Professional was nearly impossible.

Only a few seconds passed.

Cracks began to appear across the surface of that scroll.

Bhadra, trapped inside, was obviously using brute force to impact this small space.

Soma Kosuke remained expressionless.

He raised his hand again, and several more identical scrolls were thrown out by him in succession.

The first new scroll completely sucked in that scroll already full of cracks.

Immediately after, the second scroll sucked in the first one.

The third sucked in the second…

Repeated like this, sealing him away layer by layer.

Soon, only a single intact scroll quietly hovered in mid-air.

Bhadra's presence was completely isolated, unable to be sensed at all.

"Clap, clap, clap."

Crisp applause rang out.

The Man in White Suit clapped repeatedly, an appreciative smile on his face.

"Splendid, truly splendid."

"As expected of Sakura Country's most renowned spirit painter, Great Master Kosuke."

"I didn't expect that your own scroll could be used by you as a Seal."

"This creativity is truly admirable."

The Man in White Suit changed the subject, his tone carrying regret.

"However, wanting to trap Bhadra with such a trick is really underestimating him."

As the words fell.

The last scroll suspended in mid-air suddenly swelled up.

Streaks of dazzling golden light shot out from inside the scroll.

"Crack!"

A gap split open on the surface of the scroll, followed by several more splits, and cracks instantly covered the entire scroll.

"Break—for—me—!"

An angry roar came from within the scroll.

"Boom!"

The scroll exploded with a roar! Golden light soared into the sky, dispelling the surrounding darkness.

A stalwart figure appeared in the golden light.

At this moment, Bhadra was no longer a body of flesh and blood, his whole body turning dark golden. The surface of his skin had golden patterns, and his eyes burned with fury.

"Stop talking nonsense! Attack together! Kill this old thing!"

Hearing this, the Man in White Suit only smiled and pushed up his glasses, making a "please" gesture towards Bhadra.

"As you wish."

Wada Hirayama at the side had long been unable to hold back, a smile appearing on his face as he gripped his Katana tightly.

The next second, the three of them moved simultaneously.

Bhadra was the most direct. With an angry roar, his massive body tore through the air, punching fiercely towards Soma Kosuke.

Before the fist arrived, the fist wind already made the space tremble.

Wada Hirayama's figure instantly vanished, and when he reappeared, he was already behind Soma Kosuke, the Katana in his hand silently thrusting towards his heart.

And that Man in White Suit still stood in place; he raised his hand and gently clenched towards the direction of Soma Kosuke.

"Crack, crack, crack—"

The space around Soma Kosuke instantly solidified, compressing inward, intending to grind him into meat paste.

The attacks of the three people sealed off all retreat paths of Soma Kosuke from three directions.

Facing this mortal kill situation, Soma Kosuke still had little expression on his face.

He didn't look at the sneak attack behind him, nor did he pay attention to the compressing space, his gaze falling only on the charging Bhadra.

He extended his finger, pointing empty air towards the getting-closer golden fist.

"Hum—"

Ripples spread out in the space before him. That was a forming ink painting, within which was a pitch-black swamp.

"Boom!"

Bhadra's fist slammed into the ripples. The power failed to tear the space, and was instead swallowed by that pitch-black swamp, failing to stir up any waves.

At the same time, Wada Hirayama's blade arrived.

The moment the tip of the blade was about to touch his heart, Soma Kosuke's body dissolved into a mass of ink stains and dispersed.

"Pffft!"

The blade passed through the ink stains, piercing empty air. The ink stains re-gathered not far away into Soma Kosuke's figure, and he was completely unharmed.

Meanwhile, the compressing space, when touching around his body, was blocked by an invisible force, unable to advance an inch. This was the Domain he forcibly stabilized.

"Interesting."

The Man in White Suit watched this scene, his smile growing even deeper.

"To actually be able to use one mind for three purposes, simultaneously resolving the attacks of the three of us."

"As expected of a spirit painter."

Bhadra missed his strike, becoming even more furious.

"Stop playing these tricks!"

He rushed up again, golden fists continuously falling, each punch carrying immense power.

Wada Hirayama's figure transformed into dozens of afterimages in the air, blade lights slashing towards Soma Kosuke from all directions.

The Man in White Suit had his hands in his pockets, merely lifting his eyelids. The ground of the World Within the Painting split open, and huge tentacles made of ink burst out from the earth, lashing towards Soma Kosuke.

Facing the combined attack of the three, Soma Kosuke's figure continuously dodged in the air.

He lightly tapped his feet, his figure disappearing and appearing a hundred meters away, dodging Bhadra's heavy punch.

Bringing his fingers together like a sword, he traced a circle before him, and a landscape scroll appeared, blocking Wada Hirayama's sword net.

Afterwards, he flicked his sleeves with a wave, and a patch of ink-colored bamboo forest rose from the ground, severing the incoming tentacles.

His movements were fast, and every strike of his was like painting a picture.

Amidst the attacks of the three, it looked very dangerous, but he never suffered defeat.

However, the people of the Kujo Family could see that Soma Kosuke's complexion was rapidly turning pale. The wrinkles on his forehead were deepening, and his hair was also turning grayish-white.

Every time he struck, it seemed as if he had exhausted all his strength. His whole person had aged a bit more.

"Boom!"

Another collision. Soma Kosuke was forced back dozens of meters before steadying his figure.

He panted violently, a trace of fresh blood flowing from the corner of his mouth.

The Man in White Suit looked at his disheveled appearance and smiled, shaking his head. He pushed up his gold-rimmed glasses, regret in his voice.

"What a pity, Mr. Kosuke, although your strength is very strong, you are advanced in age after all."

"If you surrender now, we might consider letting you leave alive."