Moryō stared at the sky in disbelief. The gigantic Susanoo was like a demonic god that had stepped out of ancient myth, the authority and power it possessed not inferior to the high priestess of ancient times.
Before Moryō could even react, an extremely pure force struck straight at his heart, and immense terror rose within him.
He was a conglomeration of evil power, and he was extremely fearful of the positive energy carried by the high priestess's Susanoo.
Moryō's tentacles danced, lashing hundreds of times at the high priestess's Susanoo, yet not a single strike managed to land.
Inside the Susanoo, Kairen chuckled softly. A veteran driver with twenty years of driving at speed—he could make sparks fly even just taking a turn.
Just you, a black octopus like this—if you can hit me even once, I'll livestream chopping it off!
A surge of electricity came from his heart.
Kairen froze abruptly, then turned his head to look at Miroku, who looked just like an angel.
At this moment, her body radiated pure white brilliance; in a world filled with dark clouds, only her light could exist.
Kairen looked at this immense energy of light—negative emotions would be erased, and the itchiness in his heart would be dispersed by the electric current.
Kairen's mind cleared a bit, no longer filled with thoughts of censored cooperation with Miroku.
"Be careful!" Miroku called out in warning.
Kairen immediately focused, turned his head, and saw that Moryō was controlling a massive dragon-shaped tentacle attacking, about to strike the high priestess's Susanoo.
At that very instant—
Kairen performed an ultra-high-difficulty spinning leap and was firmly struck by Moryō's whip.
This heavy blow was quite powerful, cracking several fissures in the outer layer of the high priestess's Susanoo.
But it didn't matter.
Kairen's chakra was nearly inexhaustible. He clasped his hands together, and his entire body was replaced by a layer of golden energy.
This was Nine-Tails Mode.
The stronger energy made the high priestess's Susanoo even faster, closing in on Moryō in a single breath.
Moryō's largest dragon head condensed purple-black energy, finally forming a gigantic energy sphere.
Kairen controlled the high priestess's Susanoo to perform a rapid displacement, suddenly grabbing the energy sphere beside Moryō's mouth.
"Swallow it back for me!"
Kairen forcibly stuffed the energy sphere Moryō had just spat out straight back in.
He even slapped Moryō across the face and scolded, "Don't you know that spitting everywhere is immoral?!"
Moryō's purple-black pupils widened to the limit, his entire mouth stuffed full.
The high priestess's Susanoo beat its wings and soared into the sky like a bird.
What followed was a massive explosion, rumbling like the end of the world.
Inside the Susanoo, Kairen lit a cigarette, took a leisurely puff, and looked at the thick smoke after the firelight with disdain.
"Opposing me is disrespecting the laws of heaven! You will surely suffer all evils!"
"Brat!"
A voice suppressing rage burst out from the smoke, like a demon's whisper, carrying a mind-numbing fury.
Moryō's furious roar stirred up a hurricane, blowing away the smoke that shrouded him.
At this moment, Moryō—having been hit by his own mouth blast—looked somewhat shriveled, weakened by two or three parts, yet he forcibly stiffened himself.
More than fifty tentacles danced wildly like a horde of demons. One purple-black energy sphere after another condensed among them, as dense negative natural energy from sky and earth gathered around Moryō as the center.
The purple-black energy spheres grew larger and larger, then erupted rapidly, streaking across the sky from bottom to top like a meteor shower.
Kairen flicked away the cigarette butt, stretched lazily, and paid no heed to this demonic god that seemed capable of destroying the world.
Kairen loosened his muscles, his body emitting the crackling of bones, just like a martial artist who hadn't trained in a long time—or an author who'd stopped updating for more than half a month.
Kairen glanced at the expressionless Miroku and said softly,
"Fasten your seatbelt!"
Miroku said nothing, still wearing that cold expression, as if Kairen were a weak shrimp, or as if Kairen's length simply couldn't measure up.
The high priestess's Susanoo suddenly turned into a streak of purple light, nimbly dodging beams of purple-black flowing light.
Inside the high priestess's Susanoo, Kairen directly laughed like an Uchiha.
"Hahahaha… see that? My twenty years of driving skill—can you keep up?!"
"You damn brat!!"
Hearing Kairen's taunts, Moryō's output became even faster.
A dragon-shaped tentacle had just finished firing an energy sphere, then immediately began charging again—the second shot, the third shot…
During the evasive maneuvers, the high priestess's Susanoo manifested a gigantic spear.
Kairen swung the shaft, spinning up a red whirlwind that served as a barrier, blocking Moryō's energy spheres.
Using this as a foundation, he advanced step by step toward Moryō below.
Seeing the distance closing, Moryō's ferocious pupils filled with anxiety.
He had only just revived and had not yet reached his peak state; this fierce output was already the limit of a spent crossbow.
As Kairen and Miroku's Susanoo drew closer and closer, Moryō grew frantic, his tentacles attacking the high priestess's Susanoo at high speed.
But every single dragon-shaped tentacle was knocked away by Kairen's great spear—this was the most direct form of crushing, completely grinding Moryō into the ground.
"Damn it! Damn it! Damn it! How can there possibly be such a powerful human in the mortal world?!"
Moryō roared incessantly, his purple-black pupils glaring at Kairen.
"Your power… is power from beyond the heavens!!"
Kairen's Mangekyō Sharingan shuriken spun. The source of Kekkei genkai power was the Ōtsutsuki—calling it power from beyond the heavens wasn't wrong.
He didn't think much further and continued an even fiercer assault. With a horizontal sweep of the spear, he directly severed more than ten of Moryō's tentacles.
Moryō's tentacles attacked again, and Kairen once more unleashed his spear technique…
Finally, Kairen smashed his spear heavily onto Moryō's largest dragon head, leaving Moryō seeing stars.
Kairen controlled the high priestess's Susanoo to grab Moryō's dragon head with one hand and said ferociously,
"Competing with me, Moku Kairen—do you even have that level of strength?!"
"Bastard!!"
Moryō flew into a rage, the remaining seven or eight tentacles behind him whipping toward Kairen.
Kairen threw another punch into Moryō's dragon head, knocking him completely dazed and forcing him to retract his attack.
Moryō looked coldly at Kairen.
"Bullying an incomplete me—what kind of skill is that? If you've got the guts, hand over the high priestess beside you to me!"
The massive hand of the Susanoo clenched Moryō's dragon head and lifted him straight up.
Kairen tightly held Miroku's hand.
"Trying to sow discord in our husband-and-wife relationship!"