After this commotion, the others understood Inuyasha's thoughts and had no intention of continuing to discuss the matter of Touga.

No matter what, they must kill the enemy Naraku.

..............................

The night was as dark as ink, stained by the deep mountain forest. In the silence, only the low and demonic chants of countless lurking shadows could be heard.

Like a dark tide surging from beneath the earth, it echoed in the miasma-filled forest.

Right in the center of this territory belonging to evil spirits and monsters, an out-of-place figure was walking slowly forward on an invisible path.

She was a girl of about eleven or twelve years old.

Plain white.

It's her only color.

Her long hair, as silvery-white as fresh snow, fell softly on her shoulders, with two equally snow-white, unknown silk flowers pinned on them.

Skin so pale that it is almost transparent, lips without blood color, and facial features as delicate as a doll embedded in a small face the size of a palm, without a trace of life.

She was wearing a hunting robe of the same pure white color, which was so large that it almost swallowed up her thin body, and her pale feet were bare.

Walking on the land covered with dead leaves and humus, which is full of murderous intentions, the steps are so light that it seems as if the feet are not touched by dust.

The God of Mirror is nothing.

It is like an ancient ice crystal mirror abandoned in the world, empty and clear, reflecting everything without leaving any dust.

The girl walked by silently.

Even more bizarre is——

Those bloodthirsty monsters hiding in the depths of the forest, who were roaring and hissing just now, were now frozen in place as if by an invisible cold current!

They could not sense any fluctuations of demonic power from the girl, nor could they catch even a ripple of emotion - absolute nothingness.

It is this "emptiness" that can devour perception that makes even the most ferocious monsters feel an instinctive shudder from the depths of their souls!

They retreated.

Dense shadows crawled and retreated behind dead trees, vines and huge rocks, creating a quiet and eerie passage for it.

The root of all this...

It was the huge monster that followed her silently!

Chapter 238: Young and Familiar (Additional Update)

It was a terrifying creature that was over eight or nine meters tall!

It is made up of countless pure facets, and the whole body is flowing with the otherworldly glass light!

Its overall appearance is a vague humanoid outline, without specific facial features.

Only light and shadow slide across the surface of its crystal clear body, reflecting an ever-changing, yet empty and deadly glow.

The most frightening thing is——

Behind its back, which is made of pure energy, there is a huge, slowly rotating mirror wheel suspended!

The roulette wheel is like a frozen moon, its surface is smooth and clean, but inside it seems to be filled with starry sky, or perhaps it is imprisoned in another space!

The roulette wheel spins silently, and every turn seems to subtly distort the surrounding light and even space itself.

The girl was in front, her steps soundless.

The huge glass mirror monster - the shadow of Shenwu, was like the most loyal and coldest defender of the faith, following in her footsteps.

Every step he took plunged this forest, already filled with the whispers of evil spirits, into a deeper silence.

The pure and flawless girl and her cold and huge reflection, which reflects countless malice, slowly move forward.

The moonlight is like frost, falling silently.

Suddenly, a whistling sound that tore through the night wind came from the sky!

A spirit boat with flowing green wind patterns, like a kingfisher breaking free from its restraints, cuts through the dark night and rushes down in the direction of the God's nowhere to be found!

Before the boat arrived, a figure filled with ecstasy that was almost overflowing flew down from the boat like an arrow!

Shenwu looked up and saw a figure filled with joy falling from above.

"call!"

The clothes fluttered and the wind was stirring!

Kagura landed lightly on the ground a few steps in front of Kanna, touching the ground with her toes, stirring up a few clouds of dust.

Her red eyes shone surprisingly brightly in the moonlight, as if burning with the flame of freedom!

"Kanna!"

She raised her red lips in an almost ostentatious arc, and the exquisite folding fan in her hand opened with a "swish".

Like a peacock spreading its tail, it perfectly covers the half of her face below her nose.

But her arched brows and the proud and happy voice that emanated from under the fan revealed her true feelings.

"I'm free!"

Her words were like a stone thrown into a deep pool, a declaration of victory, hoping for even the slightest ripple.

however--

Standing in front of her was Kanna.

The God of Mirror is nothing.

No words, no heart, no expression.

Colorless, odorless, and free of evil spirits.

The embodiment of absolute "nothingness".

She stood there quietly, like a mirror forgotten in the world.

Those eyes, distinctly black and white, like the purest glass, reflected Kagura's ecstatic figure, yet remained as empty as before.

He did not show any relief for his sister finally breaking free from her shackles after going through so much hardship.

He didn't show any worry about his sister facing endless pursuit by Naraku.

He didn't even...feel the slightest bit of ripple at the thought that he might be forced to become the sharp blade that hunted down his sister.

She just slightly raised her bloodless, delicate yet empty little face and quietly "looked" at Kagura.

After a while.

A single syllable, like ice beads dripping onto a jade plate, fell from her pale lips coldly, straightly, without any ups and downs.

"Ah."

A trace of indescribable loss quickly flashed across Kagura's red eyes, which were filled with joy, like a snowflake thrown into boiling water, melting away in an instant.

This loss did not extinguish the almost stubborn belief in her heart.

Just as Naraku created them sisters with his own hands, he was unable to extinguish the spark of desire for freedom and desperate resistance deep in her soul!

Shenwu, whose emotions were deliberately erased by Naraku, must have the possibility of reviving his seven emotions and six desires deep in this cold body - infinite possibilities!

"Listen, Kanna!"

Kagura's voice suddenly rose. She stared into her sister's eyes, which were as dead as glass, and spoke each word clearly, as if she was swearing an oath.

"Not only me! You are also—free! I will take you to a wider new world!"

As she spoke, one of her hands was still tightly holding the folding fan, but the other hand had already reached into her arms with incredible speed.

Kagura held the crystal clear heart carefully in her palm, but her eyes were like the sharpest probe, fixed on Kanna's lifeless and pale face.

The moment the crystal heart was exposed to the cold moonlight—

Kagura's pupils suddenly contracted!

She captured it with incredible clarity!

In the deepest part of Kanna's eyes, which seemed frozen for eternity, and whose distinct black and white were like the reflection of the moon in a cold pond—

A ripple, so tiny that it is almost non-existent, but real, is quietly spreading and trembling!

Those were not violent waves.

Just an ice crystal quietly appeared on the edge of the furnace -

Minor cracks!

Just such an insignificant "wave" was like a spark that flew into Kagura's heart!

A torrent of ecstasy, more powerful and hotter than when she broke free from the cage and regained her wings, instantly overwhelmed all her senses!

The joy was so pure and intense that it could even stop the wind.

——If even the most empty-headed Kanna can have the thought of "wanting", Kagura feels that her resistance has meaning!

........................

Above the clouds, the Heavenly Palace stands tall!

The vast and boundless sea of ​​clouds, like solidified silver waves, stretches to the end of the sky.

In the center of this sea of ​​clouds, a cloud-top palace rises from the ground and stands proudly!

The bright moon hangs high in the sky, and the cold, frosty moonlight pours down, immersing the entire heavenly palace into a flowing, unearthly glass fantasy.

The flying eaves and brackets of the palace reflected the cold starlight, and the cold light of the moon flowed between the carved beams and painted buildings.

Leading to the core of the Heavenly Palace is a jade staircase that seems to descend from the sky, emitting a warm and restrained luster under the moonlight.

On both sides of the jade steps, every nine steps, there stood a dog guard wearing black armor and holding a long spear with a cold glow.

Their figures were as tall and straight as pine trees, their auras as heavy and solemn as mountains, their demonic pupils behind the black iron masks flashed with sharp edges, and they were like iron statues, silently guarding this sacred road to royal power.

At the end of the jade steps is a welcoming terrace made of a whole piece of meteorite, which is wide enough to accommodate thousands of troops.

At this moment, everything on the terrace was silent.

Tap the screen to use advanced tools Tip: You can use left and right keyboard keys to browse between chapters.

You'll Also Like