Infinite: The Main God Space Starting from Naruto

Chapter 233 The Transparent World

Meanwhile, on another battlefield.

Tanjiro was surrounded by countless undead.

A putrid stench filled the air, and an eerie red light flickered in the eyes of every undead.

"Go! Tear him to pieces!"

Someone shouted, and several undead rushed towards Tanjiro in an instant.

"clang!"

Kyojuro Rengoku swung all six of his long swords at the same time. With a flash of light, the few corpses at the forefront were instantly cut in two.

He turned his head, his bloodshot eyes sweeping over the remaining undead: "Get out of my way! This is my prey."

Under this overwhelming force, the undead instinctively retreated, quickly scattering and forming an encirclement in the distance.

Tanjiro gripped his Nichirin Blade, staring intently at Rengoku: "Mr. Rengoku."

"Tanjiro, this time, I will offer your head to Lord Dio." Rengoku Kyojuro's eyes flashed with a blood-red light.

Before he could finish speaking, a loud bang erupted from beneath Rengoku Kyojuro's feet, and he instantly transformed into a streak of crimson lightning.

Six long swords clashed in the air, unleashing six streaks of light, each aimed precisely at Tanjiro's vital points.

"Full focus!"

Tanjiro took a deep breath, and flame-like markings instantly appeared on his forehead.

"Breath of the Sun: Waltz!"

He gripped the knife with both hands, spinning around as blazing flames danced around the blade, drawing rings of fire in the air.

"clang!"

Amidst a shower of sparks, Tanjiro parried six sword strikes, but the immense force still sent him staggering back three steps, the ground beneath his feet shattering inch by inch.

"So powerful!" Tanjiro's forehead was covered in cold sweat. "This power is even stronger than before!"

Rengoku Kyojuro gave him no chance to breathe, swinging all six arms at the same time, the six long swords intersecting in the air to form an impenetrable net of swords.

"Breath of the Sun - Dragon Halo - Head Dance!"

Tanjiro gripped the swords with both hands, his muscles tensed, and his inner energy instantly condensed on the blades.

Crimson flames coiled around the Nichirin Blade, forming a circular defensive barrier.

"Clang clang clang!"

The blades of the two men clashed repeatedly, the sound of metal striking metal so dense it was almost continuous.

The shockwave spread out, sending rubble flying from the ground.

At this moment, Tanjiro's movements became faster and faster, and the Nichirin Blade in his hands transformed into streaks of crimson light and shadow, making him look like a fireball intertwined with sword light and flames.

But Kyojuro Rengoku's attacks grew increasingly fierce. The sword net formed by the six longswords tightened continuously, forcing Tanjiro to have less and less room to maneuver and dodge.

Tanjiro's face grew increasingly grim, though he managed to keep up with the opponent's attacks thanks to his quick reflexes.

But Rengoku Kyojuro's attacks became faster and stronger.

The flow of energy within his body was becoming increasingly difficult, and his arms were starting to feel heavy. He definitely couldn't hold on like this for long.

Just then, Kyojuro Rengoku's actions suddenly changed.

He stomped his foot, and the ground instantly cracked. Six arms rose simultaneously, their blades flashing with an eerie red light.

A burst of intense heat erupted from his body, causing the surrounding temperature to rise sharply.

"Breath of Flame, Fifth Form: Flame Tiger!"

Kyojuro Rengoku wielded all six of his long swords simultaneously, the sword light converging in the air to form a roaring fire tiger that pounced towards Tanjiro.

Tanjiro instinctively raised his sword to block.

"Bang!"

Tanjiro was knocked back by the sword, but he steadied himself by stepping on the ground with his right foot. Sweat had soaked through his hair ribbon.

"This can't go on forever," Tanjiro said, gripping the hilt of his sword tightly and panting heavily.

A hint of mockery flashed in Rengoku Kyojuro's eyes as he raised all six arms simultaneously, their blades crisscrossing to form an impenetrable defensive barrier: "What's wrong? Running out of strength?"

At this moment, Tanjiro stared at Rengoku Kyojuro in front of him, his breathing became steady, and his eyes gradually sharpened. He had to decide the outcome in one blow.

Kyojuro Rengoku sensed his intention and raised all six arms simultaneously, assuming a defensive stance.

"Now!"

A glint flashed in Tanjiro's eyes as he gripped his Nichirin Blade tightly. His muscles tensed to their limit, and his inner energy surged like a volcano about to erupt.

"boom!"

Tanjiro stomped his right foot on the ground, and the ground cracked instantly under the force, sending rubble flying everywhere.

Tanjiro's speed was so fast that his afterimage left a crimson streak in the air.

"court death!"

Rengoku Kyojuro unleashed a simultaneous strike with all six of his swords, the blades weaving into a net that enveloped all of Tanjiro's escape routes.

But just as the blade was about to touch Tanjiro, his entire figure suddenly became blurry, turning into a blurry afterimage.

"Disappeared?!" Rengoku Kyojuro's six sword strikes missed their mark, his expression changed, and a deadly sense of crisis came from behind him.

"Sun Breathing - Fourth Form - Phantom Sun Rainbow!"

Tanjiro's figure suddenly appeared behind Rengoku Kyojuro, the flame pattern on his forehead looking as if it would burn through his skin.

The Nichirin Blade, accompanied by a scorching heat wave, slashed down, forming a long rainbow of flames that aimed straight at the back of Rengoku Kyojuro's neck.

The strike was as fast as lightning; the air itself was sliced ​​open by the blade, producing a sharp whistling sound.

"What?!" Rengoku Kyojuro's pupils shrank sharply, but his reaction speed was not slow at all.

"Second Form: Rising Flame!"

Kyojuro Rengoku hastily turned to block. In his haste, he only had time to cross his two swords to parry Tanjiro's slash.

"clang!"

Sparks flew amidst the clang of metal clashing. Kyojuro Rengoku's defenses were breached, and Tanjiro's Nichirin Blade cut through the air, severing one of his arms.

The severed arm flew out with the long sword, leaving a trail of blood in the air.

Kyojuro Rengoku immediately used his other sword to block, and the metal struck each other with a piercing scraping sound.

But Tanjiro's strike had reached its peak, and its power was suffocating. Rengoku Kyojuro's arm veins bulged, but he still couldn't withstand this immense force.

"boom!"

The ground cracked instantly under this terrifying force, and spiderweb-like cracks spread in all directions.

Amidst the flying debris, Rengoku Kyojuro's right knee slammed to the ground. The immense impact forced him to use his remaining two swords to plunge into the ground in order to barely maintain his balance.

"This power." Rengoku Kyojuro gritted his teeth.

Tanjiro's Nichirin Blade continued to press down, its fiery aura almost engulfing him.

At that critical moment, the flames on the blade in Rengoku Kyojuro's hand suddenly went out. The previously intense heat dissipated instantly.

"Vaporization freezing method!"

In an instant, a chill burst forth from the blade. The invisible cold air spread out as if it were a tangible substance, and the moisture in the air instantly condensed into ice crystals.

"Varied!"

Before Tanjiro could react, he saw a thin layer of ice forming on the surface of his blade at a visible speed.

Even more terrifying, the chill spread along the blade, covering his entire arm in the blink of an eye.

A bone-chilling coldness shot up my arm and straight to my heart, as if my blood was about to freeze. It felt like being thrown into an ice cave, every cell in my body trembling.

"not good!"

Tanjiro's expression changed drastically, and he immediately withdrew the force he had been suppressing. He pushed off with his feet and used the momentum to retreat rapidly.

Just then, something unexpected happened.

"Bang!" Tanjiro felt a violent pulling sensation on his right foot, and instantly lost his balance.

He looked down and saw a strand of jet-black hair that had somehow emerged from a crack in the ground and coiled around his ankle like a venomous snake.

"What?!"

Before I could think, a suffocating killing intent rushed towards me.

"You can't escape."

Rengoku Kyojuro leaped up suddenly, a ferocious smile curling at the corner of his mouth. His eyes flashed with a bloodthirsty red light, and his entire being exuded a suffocating killing intent.

"Ninth Form: Purgatory!"

Rengoku Kyojuro roared, and a strange black-red flame ignited on the blade.

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Every sword was aimed at Tanjiro's vital points—throat, heart, and spine. There were no blind spots.

"Oh no!"

Tanjiro's pupils contracted sharply. At this moment, his ankles were entangled in the hair, making it impossible for him to gain any leverage in the air. He had completely lost any chance to dodge.

Time seemed to stand still at that moment.

Tanjiro watched the blade flash towards him, his heart pounding at an alarming slowness. All he could hear was the sound of his own breathing.

'Am I going to die?'

Time seemed to stand still at that moment. Tanjiro's pupils reflected the oncoming glint of the sword, and countless images flashed through his mind.

At this critical moment, Tanjiro's consciousness suddenly became incredibly clear.

The colors of the world gradually faded in his eyes, replaced by a feeling he had never experienced before.

The flow of time, space, and matter, the rhythm of life—everything becomes so clear.

It can sense the trajectory of the blade as it cuts through the air, and can even capture every contraction of Rengoku Kyojuro's muscles.

Everything became so clear, even the flow of time seemed to be infinitely extended.

'Is this the transparent world?'

In this state, every strike of Rengoku Kyojuro's sword becomes clearly visible, like a scene slowed down several times.

The trajectory of the six knives transformed into six clear lines in his eyes, and between these lines, he saw an almost impossible path to survival.

"This is it!"

Tanjiro braced himself with his left hand on the ground and used the force of his falling body to twist his waist sharply.

His right leg, entangled in his hair, became a fulcrum, causing him to trace a strange arc in the air.

"Clang clang clang!"

The five knives barely grazed his body, and the force of the wind they generated even tore his clothes.

But it was this incredible angle that allowed him to escape from the deadly net of blades.

"What?!" A look of disbelief flashed in Rengoku Kyojuro's eyes.

At that moment, Tanjiro braced himself with his left hand on the ground while simultaneously exerting force with his frozen right arm.

"Water Breathing - Rising Tide!"

Tanjiro slashed his sword down into the ground. The moment the blade struck the earth, the immense impact sent shards of rock flying everywhere. The ground cracked open as if struck by a giant wave.

The ice covering his arm shattered instantly under this brute force, and Tanjiro used the recoil to rise into the air once more.

At the same time, he gripped the strands of hair wrapped around his ankle with his left hand, his fingers digging deep into them.

"Oh!"

He let out a low shout and suddenly pulled his entire body upwards. The strands of hair became his fulcrum, and his body drew a perfect arc in mid-air.

The pull from Rengoku Kyojuro's hair caused him to lean forward slightly, creating a momentary opening.

"Breath of the Sun, Form 10, Radiant Grace!"

Tanjiro's sword ignited with an even more intense flame than before, and wherever the blade passed, even the air was scorched red.

The attack came too fast and too suddenly; Kyojuro Rengoku had no time to react.

"puff!"

A crisp slashing sound rang out. Tanjiro's blade sliced ​​through Rengoku Kyojuro's neck as easily as cutting through tofu.

Blood traced a perfect arc in the air as Kyojuro Rengoku's head slowly slid off, his face still bearing an expression of disbelief.

But just as Rengoku Kyojuro's head was about to slip off, his eyes suddenly opened, and a strange light flashed in his blood-red pupils.

"The gaping hole is terrifying!"

Kyojuro Rengoku's right eye instantly became bloodshot, and a compressed liquid shot out like a laser, heading straight for Tanjiro's face.

But in his Transparent World state, Tanjiro had already anticipated this attack. His body shifted slightly in mid-air as the laser whistled past his cheek.

"Mr. Rengoku." Tanjiro gripped his Nichirin Blade tightly, his eyes resolute. "This time, let me help you find liberation."

"Breath of the Sun, Twelfth Form: Flame Dance!"

The flames on the blade intensified at that moment, their crimson light dyeing the surrounding air the color of the flames.

With that slash, Rengoku Kyojuro's head was instantly engulfed in flames.

"Ahem!"

Suddenly, a violent cough erupted from his chest, and Tanjiro knelt on one knee, his clothes instantly soaked with cold sweat.

The corrosive effects of the toxic gas were more severe than imagined; every breath felt like countless tiny needles pricking my lungs.

The undead crowd that had been on the periphery suddenly rioted. Countless undead surged forward like a tidal wave, bringing with them a stench of decay.

"clang!"

Tanjiro swung his Nichirin Blade relentlessly, each strike severing several undead. But new undead immediately filled the void, seemingly endless.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

A barrage of gunfire erupted all around. Some of the undead hiding in the back set up machine guns, and bullets rained down upon them.

"ah!"

A scream came from afar. Tanjiro turned around and saw a swordsman lying down, clutching his wounded shoulder.

The situation in other areas is also not optimistic.

Giyu Tomioka was surrounded by dozens of zombies. Although he could kill several enemies with each strike, new zombies immediately filled the gaps.

"Clang! Clang! Clang!"

As Muichiro Tokito's blade swept across, the heads of three undead flew off.

But his breathing had begun to become rapid, clearly affected by the poison gas.

The tank wreckage burned in the smoke, but compared to the endless sea of ​​corpses before them, those steel behemoths seemed insignificant.

"This can't go on." Giyu Tomioka turned around and killed several zombies who rushed up, and said in a deep voice, "If this drags on any longer, we'll all be worn down to death."

"Amitabha." With a tremor of the chains in Beimingyu Xingming's hand, the ground instantly cracked, forcing back a group of corpse-like beings.

"Someone has to find Dio, otherwise these monsters will keep coming."

"Damn it!" Shinazugawa Sanemi cleaved the charging corpse in two with a single slash, grinning fiercely. "Perfect timing to settle scores with that bastard."

(End of this chapter)