Demon Sword Maiden

“What!??” Lily was taken aback by Yoritomo’s unexpected actions, puzzled and concerned by his seemingly suicidal tactic. Nonetheless, she heightened her alertness and pressed on with her assault decisively.

Yoritomo’s actions left him no room to evade, especially as he deliberately lunged towards the blade.

The exceedingly sharp Oborozuki Muramasa sliced into Yoritomo, penetrating his back and carving a path upwards toward his chest.

Concurrently, Lily felt an unexpected resistance beneath Yoritomo’s chest, as if her blade had encountered an exceptionally hard obstacle.

Indeed, it was a blade—a blade had been embedded within Yoritomo’s body, just below the spirit sea. This blade, both sturdy and formidable, remarkably withstood a slash from Oborozuki Muramasa.

A stellar soul had been concealed within the blade! Yoritomo had ignited this stellar soul past its limits to fortify the blade, effectively ensnaring Lily’s Oborozuki.

With Lily’s Oborozuki ensnared, five bloodied openings manifested on Yoritomo’s chest and waist.

Five jet-black blades, steeped in lethal Yomi poison, erupted forth, each empowered by a blazing stellar soul, granting them formidable strength and velocity.

Whereas ordinary concealed spirit weapons would fail to compromise Lily’s core, these were arms imbued with five stellar souls, irreversibly sacrificed by Yoritomo.

The mere deployment of this strategy was a self-maiming act, a deadly snare beyond Lily’s imagination. The five lethal blades targeted her critical vulnerabilities!

Lily, without a moment for thought, released Oborozuki; her gaze emptied, save for the sight of the five concealed blades, each a glaring, deadly burst charged with terrifying intent.

Upon releasing Oborozuki, Lily maintained her spin, subtly swinging her feet to intercept the two blades, deftly redirecting them with slight kicks.

Lily diverted her full focus to the remaining three blades, countering them with the entire might of her hazy moon soul world and extending her hands. As she spun, her fingers, as if infused with moonlight, gently tapped two blades, steering them away from her. The final blade grazed Lily’s abdomen; her precise rotation angled it upwards toward her chest and head. As she rotated, her chest moved in sync, allowing the blade to slip through the gap, narrowly missing her chin. With a swift tilt of her head, she evaded the blade, letting it slice through her hair instead.

“What…” Yoritomo recoiled, propelled backwards with five gaping wounds and Oborozuki Muramasa lodged in his torso. The outcome he had envisioned failed to materialize; within moments, Lily had adeptly evaded an attack that had cost him six stellar souls.

“This… she’s transcended the bounds of genius; she is… akin to a goddess!” In that instant, Yoritomo’s fighting spirit evaporated.

Conceivably, Yoritomo could have manipulated the stellar souls within the blades to return and assail Lily, yet how could she fail to dodge? It was futile, and Lily would not afford him the opportunity.