In a distant place in the sky.
The battle between top warriors was nearing its end.
In one part of the sky.
Clang, clang, clang...
Ding, ding, ding...
One Dharma Form after another, one magic weapon after another collided in the sky, shaking heaven and earth, stirring the Four Seas and Eight Deserts!
Rumble rumble rumble!
Accompanied by a series of explosion sounds!
"Ah..."
Kagura Kenshin let out a scream and was blown away.
He flew more than a hundred meters before he could barely stabilize his body.
"Huff... Huff..."
He gasped heavily, blood dripping from the corners of his mouth, his skin fissured and flesh splattered all over, his snowy white kimono soaked red with blood.
Opposite in the sky.
The Underworld Emperor, Boris Moore, and Larry stood there silently, their expressions cold and indifferent.
Although they too had sustained some injuries, with blood staining their clothes,
their wounds were much lighter than those of Kagura Kenshin.