I traveled through hundreds of worlds at once

"Little devil from the dog tribe! You took my arm and made it into a knife! And you still asked who I am!"

A ball of deep purple flame rose from the ground, and a young man with white hair, golden eyes, and red armor came into view. The winding blood-red devil horn on the young man's head was particularly eye-catching.

"This outfit!" Yi Hui looked at the young man who walked out of the purple flame, and his pupils suddenly shrank.

Sesshomaru narrowed his cold eyebrows slightly, and his golden pupils swept across the young man's empty right arm. He subconsciously thought of a famous figure in the ghost tribe, and his voice became unusually solemn, "You are Ibaraki