It's Open, Quickly.

Even seeing it, Kurozawa had no time to dodge at such close range.

While he had Hongyue locked down, it was also true that Hongyue had him locked down.

Blood blades shot up towards the sky, stained with Kurozawa's blood, piercing through his front and exiting from his back, turning him into a pincushion. The Pitch-Black Aura also trembled violently as a result.

Kurozawa released his arms, wanting to quickly break free, but found his strength gradually fading, and a feeling of weakness rapidly emerged.

His heart had also been pierced, cutting off the blood supply.

The regeneration ability of a Demon body has a flaw: when a foreign object penetrates the body, the regeneration ability becomes ineffective. Regeneration can only continue after the foreign object is removed from the body.

Clearly, Hongyue knew this.

With dozens of blood blades piercing his body, Kurozawa, looking like a honeycomb, was in a terrible state and had lost the strength to resist.

Immediately after, in a frightening manner, accompanied by sounds like turning mechanical gears, Hongyue's head suddenly rotated a hundred and eighty degrees.

This was just the beginning. Her whole body emitted crackling sounds of dislocating bones. Simultaneously, her flesh, muscles, and various tissues all wriggled.

In just a few seconds, her front and back had swapped places.

Retracting the blood blades that had pierced through him, Hongyue lowered her head and quietly looked at Kurozawa.

Her tall, two-meter-seventy-centimeter body tightly held Kurozawa in her arms as if holding a child. Kurozawa's face was just buried in the deep valley between her prominent features, making it almost difficult to breathe.

At the same time, the crimson vertical pupils revealed by her faceplate gradually transformed into beautiful, ruby-like eyes.

Hongyue's voice, with a slight smile, sounded in Kurozawa's ear.

"I won."

With no foreign objects obstructing him internally, Kurozawa's injuries, which had pierced completely through him, regenerated and healed in the blink of an eye. Except for his ruined clothes, it was as if he had never been injured.

The Immortal Demon Body was terrifyingly powerful.

Although he had recovered, Kurozawa made no other movements. With his head buried, smelling the faint body fragrance, he spoke in a muffled voice, "I fell for it."

Now, Kurozawa carefully recalled the battle just now. Hongyue likely intentionally revealed a weakness at the end, allowing him to hit her, giving Kurozawa the opportunity and courage to get close, and then unleashing her full strength to defeat him.

He should have thought of it earlier. Hongyue could transform almost at will. In a fight with her, it was best to use the Sword Form and maintain a certain distance.

However, Kurozawa, who had always liked close-quarters combat, didn't do that.

Kurozawa's warm breath brushed against Hongyue's skin, making her feel a little ticklish.

"Of course. Otherwise, I wouldn't have been able to hit you."

Fighting Spirit was truly an exquisite ability. Even though Hongyue's physique completely overpowered Kurozawa, if Kurozawa focused solely on dodging with precise prediction, Hongyue couldn't do anything to him.

The main reason was that Kurozawa's strength, speed, and other attributes were also very high, allowing him to keep up with his perception. If it were someone else, even with Fighting Spirit, they could only watch helplessly as they were hit.

"Is your nearly three-meter height due to the blood armor on your body?"

Thinking of some not-so-healthy things, Kurozawa suddenly felt his mind wander.

Hongyue didn't know what Kurozawa was thinking. She shook her head and said, "This layer of blood armor is just clinging to my body and can provide excellent defense."

"I actually scaled up my main body proportionally. This size is the most suitable form for me in combat."

Indeed, this tall, Valkyrie-like physique gave Hongyue's every move immense destructive power.

Kurozawa raised his head from the fragrant valley and stared at Hongyue, revealing an enigmatic smile.

"Uh... Hongyue, it doesn't have to be in terms of combat, right? It should be okay."

Hongyue was confused and asked, "What do you mean?"

Kurozawa leaned closer to her ear and whispered a few words.

In an instant, a blush like a fiery sunset climbed Hongyue's cheeks. Her fair skin, tinged with red, seemed as if it could break at a touch.

"What are you thinking about?" Hongyue playfully scolded.

However, under Kurozawa's expectant gaze, she did not refuse. With a touch of shyness, she nodded gently.

At dawn, golden light ignited on the horizon, slowly pushing forward.

Kurozawa and Hongyue finished their battle and left the forest as the sky began to lighten, returning to Asakusa City not far away.

Unlike its usual prosperity, the bustling Asakusa City was now desolate.

Tumbleweeds rolled down the empty streets. From time to time, patches of dry, brown bloodstains could be seen.

On either side of the silent streets, within the houses that were still intact, figures could be seen huddled inside. And in the shadows of some buildings, Demons lurked at regular intervals, constantly watching the surrounding movements.

Asakusa City was now a ghost town.

Some formerly prosperous districts had been sectioned off and used as cages to imprison humans, who were then managed.

Kurozawa did not torture or massacre them; he simply made them stay here obediently, unafraid that someone might try to escape during the daytime.

Many Demons were hidden nearby. Some people had previously attempted to escape during the day, but they were directly killed before they could get far.

Moreover, several key routes were blocked, making it difficult for ordinary humans who couldn't use Breathing Techniques to escape by climbing over.

For a time, the remaining people dared not make any major moves.

And within a medium-sized house with cracked outer walls.

A stern-faced young man sat among them, expressionless, but his Golden Eyes were full of sharp light. At times, he would slightly close his eyes and gently turn his head, as if sensing something.

If Kurozawa were here, he would immediately recognize this person.

Hyuga Wu.

Beside him lay a Nichirin Blade with a flame-shaped guard, its entire body a fiery red.

At the edge of his forehead was a pitch-black Demon Slayer Mark. Not a single ripple of Fighting Spirit leaked from his entire being; he had clearly mastered the Transparent World as well, containing all his Fighting Spirit within himself.

He simply wiped the Nichirin Blade with light strokes, his movements so natural they seemed to merge with the world, appearing incredibly pleasing to the eye.

Since awakening his Breathing Technique, Hyuga Wu, relying on his terrifying talent, had broken through repeatedly within a month, reaching a level all Swordsmen yearned for.

Following the guidance in his heart, Hyuga Wu arrived at Asakusa yesterday and infiltrated it. Everything was done silently; no one discovered his arrival.

Hyuga Wu could sense the Fighting Spirit of the Demons throughout the city.

Especially the one he had been searching for was also among them.

However, just a few hours ago, its Fighting Spirit suddenly vanished from his senses.

Knowing the enemy had likely also learned the Transparent World and was no longer detectable, Hyuga Wu remained calm.

"Kona, no rush, no need to hurry."

"All we need now is the right opportunity, one that can force him into a corner with no escape."

Hyuga Wu stroked the Nichirin Blade, his expression serene.

The crimson blade trembled slightly, as if responding.

He remained hidden in the shadows, like an experienced hunter patiently waiting.

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