But Kanbe Hikaru did not fall.
He merely raised his head, watching that figure dancing wildly in the void.
Then— he smiled.
"You are right."
He said.
"Relying solely on the recognition of this land indeed cannot block you."
"But—"
He raised his left hand.
The purple light within the Thunder Horn surged violently.
At the same time, his right hand pulled out the Reverse Scale and the Nekomata Claws from his bosom.
Three types of Demonic Qi were simultaneously poured into the ground beneath his feet: "I am not just letting this land recognize me."
"I am letting it—"
"Become my weapon!"
Boom—!
Thunder exploded out from the ground.
It was not descending from the sky.
It was surging up from the underground towards the sky.
Poisonous mist permeated from the soil, turning into a dark purple ocean.
Dead spirits crawled out from the soil, their numbers ten times, a hundred times greater than before.
Those were all the demons that had died on this land, the monsters that Kanbe Hikaru had slain along the way.
Their remains were buried in the soil, and their resentment had not yet dissipated.
But now, those remains and resentment were all being mobilized by this land that had recognized Kanbe Hikaru.
Transforming into his soldiers.
Transforming into his blades.
Kidomaru's speed finally slowed down.
It was not because he had become weaker.
But because there were too many things to dodge.
Thunder, poisonous mist, dead spirits and remains, and those Bone Spikes continuously drilling out from the underground.
Those Bone Spikes were not grown by Kanbe Hikaru.
Rather, it was the land itself, under the guidance of Kanbe Hikaru's Demonic Qi, growing them using the demon remains buried underground.
The entire battlefield was attacking him.
The entire earth was against him.
"Damn it—"
Kidomaru roared, his blade lights becoming even more frenzied.
"Sword Art · Boundless!"
That was his strongest technique.
The speed was countless times that of "Sword Art · Void".
The blade lights turned into countless afterimages, slashing everything that blocked them into nothingness.
Thunder was shattered.
Poisonous mist was dispersed.
Dead spirits and remains were slashed into powder.
Even those Bone Spikes drilling out from the underground were slashed into fragments.
But—
Those fragments re-condensed again.
Once, twice, ten times, a hundred times.
As long as this land was still recognizing Kanbe Hikaru, as long as Kanbe Hikaru was still standing on this land.
Those attacks would never stop.
Only one point of favorability, for an ordinary person, is just looking at a passerby one extra time.
However, for the earth itself, this glance was already the weight of a thousand, ten thousand years!
Kidomaru finally realized that he could not kill Kanbe Hikaru.
It was not because Kanbe Hikaru was stronger than him.
But because, on this land, Kanbe Hikaru might die, but he would absolutely never be defeated.
"Damn it—"
Kidomaru's speed finally slowed down.
The consumption was too great.
"Sword Art · Boundless" required extremely terrifying Demonic Qi to support, even for an old ghost like him who was close to the Great Yokai level, he could not maintain it for a long time.
And what about Kanbe Hikaru?
He stood there, his bone armor constantly shattering and regenerating, fresh blood constantly gushing out and constantly being absorbed by the land, then fed back to him.
He had almost no consumption at all.
Although the gap between them was still vast, although there was still a world of difference between their raw power.
But, as long as he stood here, Kidomaru could absolutely not harm him.
Much less cross his obstacle!
"Now—"
Another voice came from the distance.
It was Kikyo.
The shrine maiden in white clothes and red hakama had, at some point, drawn her longbow, the tip of the arrow condensing with blinding white light.
She had been waiting for this opportunity.
Waiting for the opportunity when Kidomaru's speed slowed down.
Waiting for the opportunity when her arrow could hit its mark.
"It's my turn!"
No need for words, no need for speech; the coordination between Kikyo and Kanbe Hikaru had long surpassed the tacit understanding of language.
The next second.
The Sacred Arrow turned into a white rainbow, aiming straight for Kidomaru's chest.
At this moment.
Kidomaru wanted to dodge.
But his speed was already insufficient.
More importantly, almost at the same time, Kanbe Hikaru's Bone Spikes drilled out from beneath his feet, pinning his legs tightly.
"Damn it—"
Kidomaru swung his blade, attempting to sever the Bone Spikes.
But it was precisely in that split second he was delayed.
Boom!
The Sacred Arrow struck his left shoulder.
White light exploded, and spiritual power surged violently. Even with his extreme speed, Kidomaru's entire left arm was grazed by that arrow, and then blasted into charred remains.
He let out a miserable scream.
It was the first time in hundreds of years.
Someone had severely wounded him.
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