"Cough... Wah..."
At the bottom of a terrifying sinkhole thousands of meters deep, the dust and rubble finally began to settle in the cold night wind.
The giant white dog demon, whose original form had been as vast as a continuous range of snow-capped mountains, had its proud, pure-blooded demonic power completely shattered after enduring a baptism of tens of thousands of heavy Chakra punches.
Accompanied by a flicker of extremely weak white light, that massive demon body, with its bones broken and tendons severed, could no longer maintain its form. Amid violent, distorted convulsions, it was forcibly reduced to its human form.
The strongest Great Yao of the Sengoku Period.
The noble Young Master of the Western Lands—Sesshomaru.
At this moment, his once-spotless, luxurious white kimono, symbolizing his status as a supreme Great Yao, had long since been reduced to bloodstained rags hanging from his body.
The face that had once been so handsome that all things seemed to pale before it was now covered in mud, blood, and fragments of internal organs. He lay limply in a cold pool of blood like a dead snake with its spine severed, his chest rising and falling with tremendous difficulty. Every breath forced a large amount of black stagnant blood from his mouth and nose.
"Step."
The crisp sound of military boots striking the ground, carrying an absolute calmness toward life and death, echoed through the silent depths of the sinkhole.
Uchiha Tobirama, clad in pure black, descended slowly before Sesshomaru's mangled body like a Dominator strolling down from the Nine Heavens.
There was no joy of defeating a powerful opponent on his handsome face.
Only absolute indifference, as though he were looking at nothing more than mud beneath his feet.
The next instant, Tobirama slowly raised his right foot.
Without hesitation or the slightest trace of mercy, he planted the hard black sole directly onto Sesshomaru's noble face and pressed down brutally.
"Crackle..."
The faint grinding of bone beneath tremendous pressure echoed through the bottom of the pit.
Sesshomaru's face was severely deformed as it was crushed into the mud. His once-cold and proud golden eyes finally surged with intense humiliation and despair.
He was Sesshomaru!
The supreme existence who possessed the most perfect Bloodline of the Great Dog General!
And now, he was being ground into the earth by a human, his head treated like a rag beneath another's foot.
"Ugh... let... go..."
Hoarse, broken syllables squeezed from Sesshomaru's throat.
He exhausted the last of his strength to raise his intact left hand, attempting to claw at the ankle pressing against his face.
"Let go?"
Uchiha Tobirama suddenly increased the pressure beneath his foot, driving half of Sesshomaru's head deep into the hard rock layer.
He leaned forward slightly, and a cruel smile that made the Soul tremble appeared within his eyes, where the light of dying stars seemed to flow.
"With this meager strength, you dared to come to My palace and spout nonsense. I thought you possessed some impressive ability."
"But as it turns out, you don't even have the qualifications to endure a few of My punches."
"With a frame as weak as yours, even if I used you as a mount during My travels, I'd find you shedding too much fur and dragging down the Empire's prestige."
Absolute contempt.
The proud self-esteem of this villain was being ground into something even more worthless than mud.
"However, there are a few interesting little toys hidden inside this inferior shell of yours."
Tobirama's gaze, as precise as a high-level Law scanner, arrogantly penetrated Sesshomaru's flesh and blood, directly locking onto two hidden energy sources deep within his Soul.
He slowly extended his flawless, jade-like right hand and spread his five fingers toward the void.
"Since you're already a piece of trash, these legacies and opportunities left to you will naturally be confiscated by Me."
The instant his words fell, Tobirama's right hand suddenly clawed downward through the air.
Puchi!!!
No physical wound appeared.
Yet Sesshomaru suddenly released a terrifying scream, so shrill that it sounded as though his very Soul were being torn apart.
A blue light carrying an aura gentle enough to sever Netherworld messengers was brutally dragged from Sesshomaru's waist.
An unsharpened tachi.
The Tenseiga.
This healing blade, left behind by the Great Dog General and capable of saving a hundred lives with a single swing, had its Soul contract with Sesshomaru completely severed beneath Tobirama's overwhelming System force.
It fell obediently into Tobirama's palm.
But this was only the beginning.
"And that pathetic thing you've been hiding within your body without even possessing the ability to awaken."
"Since you won't have the opportunity to use it in this lifetime, I'll take it out and give it some air for you."
Tobirama's five fingers suddenly tightened and pulled upward.
"Aaaaaaaahhhhh!!!"
Sesshomaru's entire body violently arched like a fish thrown onto dry land.
From the stump of his left arm, and even from the deepest core of his Soul, an extremely violent destructive energy erupted, accompanied by dazzling yellow-green lightning, as it was forcibly dragged out.
A fierce demon blade that had not yet fully formed, yet contained the power to continuously destroy all matter until its target was completely annihilated.
Bakusaiga!
In the original story, this was supposed to become the ultimate weapon born only after Sesshomaru completely abandoned his obsession with his father's Tessaiga and completed his spiritual transformation.
But now, this seed that had yet to bloom was pulled out by the roots by Uchiha Tobirama.
Along with it, the opportunity representing "transcendence" was ruthlessly and completely stripped away.
"No... that's... mine..."
Sesshomaru's remaining eye stared fixedly at the two famous blades in Tobirama's hands, which radiated completely different auras.
His golden pupil gradually lost focus.
He had lost his father's memento.
He had lost his future potential.
All his pride and the glory of his Bloodline had been stripped away.
Except for this shattered body, he had nothing left.
The extreme humiliation and collapse of his faith caused the mental defenses of this once high-and-mighty Young Master to reach their breaking point.
"Two pieces of scrap metal that are barely worth looking at."
Tobirama casually waved his hand.
"After melting them down and reforging them, perhaps they'll make decent kitchen knives for the guards under My command."
With that, he tossed Tenseiga and Bakusaiga into the vast System storage space, completely severing their karmic connection with this world.
He lowered his head again.
Beneath his foot lay the useless dog whose eyes had become lifeless, his body reduced to little more than dead meat.
A malicious amusement flashed through Tobirama's eyes.
"Killing you directly would be far too easy on you after your earlier arrogance."
Tobirama slowly withdrew his right foot from Sesshomaru's face and casually brought his hands together before his chest.
Deep Yin Release Chakra, representing the will to create and erase, merged with a supreme Genjutsu that reigned above all else and rapidly condensed at his fingertips.
"Since you like regarding yourself as a pure-blooded dog demon so much, then today, I shall be merciful and fulfill your beastly nature."
"Yin Release: Reshape!"
Buzz!!!!
An eerie black-purple light instantly enveloped Sesshomaru's shattered body.
"Whimper... whimper..."
Amid terrifying sounds of bones dislocating and flesh reorganizing, Sesshomaru's originally slender human limbs began shrinking uncontrollably.
The distinctive red demonic markings on his cheeks and the purple crescent moon on his forehead were completely erased beneath the forced overwriting of this high-dimensional power, disappearing like pencil marks wiped away by an eraser.
The wisdom belonging to a Great Yao.
His aloof and cold memories.
Even his ability to speak human language.
All of them were wiped away beneath the overwhelming brainwashing force of Yin Release.
Within only a few breaths, the light faded.
The invincible Great Yao of the Western Lands, Sesshomaru, had completely disappeared from this world.
In his place was a small, fluffy white Samoyed that looked extraordinarily cute and even somewhat comical.
The Samoyed no longer possessed any of Sesshomaru's previous Killing Intent or aloofness.
It didn't even know who it was.
It climbed out of the blood in a daze, wagging its fluffy tail and sticking out its pink tongue as it panted.
"Ha-chi, ha-chi..."
Then it approached Tobirama's black boots and pleasingly rubbed its furry head against his pant leg.
Adding insult to injury.
The ultimate humiliation and contrast.
The peerless Great Yao who had once regarded all living beings as ants had been degraded both physically and mentally into an ordinary domestic dog that knew only how to wag its tail and beg for affection, without even its sapience awakened.
"This stupid look is much more pleasing to the eye than before."
Tobirama looked down at the Samoyed panting at his feet and ruthlessly raised his right foot, casually pressing his toe against the white dog's belly.
"Since you're already a stray dog, go rummage for bones in the trash heap where you belong."
Boom!
There was no demonic power fluctuation.
Only pure physical force.
Tobirama kicked the Samoyed like a pebble on the roadside, sending it flying through the sky like a white baseball.
"Woof! Woof!"
Its shrill cries echoed through the air as it was brutally kicked into a desolate forest hundreds of kilometers away.
Left to fend for itself.
This was the final destination available to the Young Master of the Western Lands.
Having dealt with this eyesore, Uchiha Tobirama brushed his sleeves and took a step forward.
His figure instantly rose from the ground and returned to the luxurious, multi-pillared palace atop the mountain.
Inside the inner hall, Kikyo sat at the desk.
Although the commotion outside had been earth-shaking, the beautiful priestess had remained remarkably composed. Only when her clear eyes saw Tobirama return safely did an obvious flash of relief and tenderness pass through them.
"Master, that Great Yao..."
Kikyo asked softly, her tone carrying a trace of awe.
"He has become a stray dog that knows only how to eat filth. Not worth mentioning."
Tobirama strode toward the couch and naturally pulled Kikyo's soft body into his arms, allowing her to lean against his chest.
However, after spending only half a day in this temple, which could already be considered the pinnacle of luxury even in the Sengoku Period, the heart of this Empire Dominator—who had conquered countless worlds and constantly sought excitement and expansion—had already developed an unmistakable sense of boredom.
The demons of the Lower Realm were simply too weak.
So weak that they weren't even qualified to pique his interest.
In this corrected world, if there were no top-tier beauties or supreme resources, remaining here would merely be a waste of time.
"I have already grown tired of this Mortal world filled with mud and miasma."
Tobirama's voice echoed faintly through the empty hall.
He slowly closed his eyes and released his high-level Observation Haki, which had surpassed planetary limits and was powerful enough to cover the entire plane and Universe.
Without reservation.
Without restraint.
Buzz————!!!!
The invisible waves of perception spread outward like a violent high-dimensional tsunami.
They swept across the lands of the Sengoku Period, penetrated the gloom of the Netherworld, and continued upward toward the highest dimension beyond the vault of heaven and above the nine layers of clouds.
At this moment, Tobirama's will became the most overbearing radar in this world, greedily searching for any valuable prey.
Suddenly.
His closed eyelids twitched slightly.
A cold smile filled with intense possessiveness and arrogance curled across the corners of his mouth.
At the highest point of the Yao Realm, beyond the limits of Mortal perception and completely isolated by thick Spiritual Qi and an endless sea of clouds—
A magnificent heavenly palace floating above the Nine Heavens, radiating an ancient and extremely pure aura, abruptly entered his perception.
Cloud City.
More importantly, within Tobirama's perception network, he clearly sensed two extremely pure and powerful female auras.
Their life levels far surpassed every living being in the Lower Realm.
And they were hidden deep within that aloof and secluded Cloud City.
Two peerless twin beauties blooming at the end of the heavens, untouched by anyone.
"Interesting."
Tobirama opened his eyes, and the flames of conquest burned fiercely within those supreme pupils.
"So the sweetest fruits of this world are hidden in those high-and-mighty clouds."
He turned his head and looked at the beautiful Kikyo in his arms before dominantly tightening his grip around her slender waist.
"Kikyo."
"Yes, Master."
The priestess responded submissively, her clear eyes filled with absolute obedience toward this god.
"Pack up."
"The scenery of this Mortal world is too boring. I will take you to the highest place beneath the heavens."
Before his voice had even faded, Uchiha Tobirama gave Kikyo no time to prepare.
He held the beautiful priestess tightly with one arm and then slammed his foot against the palace floor.
Boom!
A muffled sonic boom erupted within the palace.
The figures of the two instantly transformed into a streak of black light that tore through space, crashing directly through the dome of the multi-pillared palace with an arrogance that completely disregarded the Laws of gravity in this world.
They stepped through empty air as though climbing an invisible staircase to heaven.
Soaring ninety thousand miles straight upward!
The clouds were torn apart by the violent air currents, creating an enormous rift tens of thousands of miles long.
The tranquility surrounding the highest hall of this world was about to be shattered by the most unreasonable intruder imaginable.
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