chsdbacks Chapter 529 Coral, I believe you will become a good wife!
Chapter 529 Coral, I believe you will become a good wife!
Naraku's screams were gradually drowned out by the hurricane.
In the end, this wicked demon vanished completely in the hurricane.
A dozen seconds later, the hurricane gradually subsided. The dark clouds that had blocked out the sun were blown away completely by the hurricane.
The warm sunlight shone down again, filtering through the gaps in the leaves and casting dappled golden rays that illuminated the entire forest, dispelling the gloom and the despair of the people, and bringing a long-lost warmth.
The area where Naraku was originally located was razed to the ground by the hurricane. Even a small mountain in front of him was completely destroyed by the hurricane and turned into a flat area. The scene was extremely shocking.
Inuyasha, Kagome, Shippo, Miroku, and Sango all stared in disbelief at the scene before them, at the man standing in front of the ruins.
Their mouths were agape, their eyes filled with shock and awe, their hearts pounding wildly.
This power was absolutely terrifying, far beyond their imagination!
They never imagined that this boy, who had always followed them around, only knew how to boast and fawn over Sango, would possess such terrifying strength. He had actually managed to kill Naraku, whom they hated to the core but were powerless to stop, in a single move!
Kagome slowly raised her hand and gently wiped away the tears that were still wet on her face with her sleeve.
Her lips trembled slightly, as if she hadn't yet accepted the reality before her: "He...he's actually that powerful, defeating Naraku in a single move...it's unbelievable...we tried our best but couldn't even scratch Naraku, and he only needed one move..."
Shippo stood beside Kagome, his small body still trembling slightly, but that trembling was no longer due to fear, but rather to extreme worship and awe.
It stared wide-eyed, its mouth slightly open, its little hands tightly gripping the hem of its clothes, its eyes filled with fervent adoration.
"Wow...that's amazing...Brother Sanfeng is incredible...even more amazing than Brother Inuyasha, more amazing than any demon..."
Maitreya slowly loosened his clenched fist, his heart filled with deep shock. All his resentment, provocation, and arrogance were completely shattered at this moment, replaced by a deep sense of shame and admiration.
He subconsciously raised his right hand, looking at the wind acupoint on his palm that had long lost its luster, a complex emotion flashing in his eyes.
This Wind Cave was originally a curse that Naraku placed on their family, but now, with Naraku's death, this curse that had haunted him his entire life has finally disappeared completely.
A bitter smile slowly crept onto his lips, filled with shame and self-mockery: How ridiculous I was before, actually showing off my Wind Cave in front of him and daring to provoke him.
Now it seems that what I relied on was nothing but a trivial matter in front of him. It was simply self-humiliation and utterly ridiculous.
He subconsciously touched his still-blackened arm; the deadly poison was still slowly spreading through his body.
But in his heart, all that remained was a deep sense of relief: thankfully, the Uchiha Sanfeng were there, otherwise, all of them would have died here today, become Naraku's men, and remained forever in this despairing mountain forest.
With the life force of a half-demon, Inuyasha slowly rose from the ground.
His movements were extremely slow, because with each movement, a piercing pain would shoot through his back, causing him to wince involuntarily.
He subconsciously raised his hand to wipe away the blood that was still wet at the corner of his mouth. His palm was covered with dark red blood and black dirt, making him look extremely disheveled.
He raised his head, his gaze fixed on the three Uchiha peaks not far away. The violence, pride, and arrogance in his eyes had long since vanished without a trace.
He had to admit that this boy was far stronger than him, stronger than anyone he had ever met, and even stronger than his powerful and awe-inspiring older brother, Sesshomaru.
Even the Tessaiga, which he was so proud of and regarded as his lifeblood, could unleash such terrifying power in the hands of this boy.
He opened his mouth, his throat bobbing slightly, and cried out with heartfelt longing and sincerity, "You...you're so strong...can you teach me...I want to become this strong too, I want to protect the people around me, I don't want to be so weak anymore, I don't want to just watch helplessly as my companions are in danger..."
Sango stood there, watching the figure of Uchiha Mitsumine. Tears welled up in her eyes and could no longer be held back. They slid down her cheeks, one drop after another, dripping onto her clothes and spreading out a small wet patch.
These tears are not because of despair, nor because of pain, but because of relief, because of hope, because the huge stone that has been pressing on my heart for many years has finally been completely removed.
For so many years, she has carried the deep-seated hatred of her clan's tragic deaths and has been obsessed with killing Naraku. This obsession has sustained her all the way to this point, but it has also tormented her countless days and nights, leaving her living in pain and despair, never having a moment of peace.
Her mind involuntarily flashed back to what he had said before: to help her defeat Naraku and to help her revive Kohaku.
The despair in her heart, like the gloom dispelled by the sunlight, gradually dissipated, replaced by a faint glimmer of hope. That hope, like a new sprout breaking through the soil, quietly grew and spread in her heart, becoming stronger and clearer, until it finally filled her entire heart.
Her body trembled slightly, her heart pounding wildly in her chest, almost as if it would burst out of her chest, due to excitement and trepidation.
Countless questions swirled and intertwined in her mind, filling her with both anticipation and trepidation: Was what he said not just boasting? Did he really have the ability to resurrect people...? Could he really resurrect Amber...? Could she really see her brother again?
The hope in my heart grew stronger and stronger, but so did my anxiety.
She stared intently at Uchiha Mitsunori's figure, her eyes filled with urgency and unease. She didn't even dare to blink easily, fearing that if she closed her eyes, everything before her would vanish in an instant.
Just then, Uchiha Mitsunori slowly retracted his Dog Clan Sage Mode, and the powerful and fierce aura around him instantly dissipated without a trace, restoring his usual gentleness and tranquility.
The Tessaiga in his hand gradually lost its dazzling white light, its radiance dimming little by little until it finally returned to its original form.
The dull, seemingly ordinary rusted iron sword lay quietly in his hand, its previous immense demonic power gone.
He slowly turned around, his steps steady and deliberate, walking towards Coral step by step, drawing everyone's attention to him.
The sunlight shone on his face, outlining his soft features and bringing a touch of warmth.
Taking advantage of Coral's distraction and her lingering excitement and trepidation, he quietly reached out and gently hooked his hand around her waist.
Coral's body stiffened slightly for a moment. She instinctively wanted to dodge and push him away, but all her strength seemed to have been drained. She didn't even have the strength to lift her hand and could only let him hold her.
She felt the faint warmth emanating from him, and the unease in her heart gradually dissipated, replaced by a touch of shyness and excitement.
Uchiha Mitsunori leaned closer to Sango, his nose almost touching her forehead, his warm breath gently brushing against her ear.
"Hey, hey, Sango, see? I didn't lie to you, did I? I really have the ability to defeat Naraku. I didn't let you down, did I?"
He gently wiped away her tears, his fingers tenderly stroking her cheeks, his eyes filled with undisguised tenderness.
He lowered his head slightly and gently kissed her forehead, his tone becoming tender and solemn: "As long as you're willing to become my woman, I'll help you revive Amber. I believe you'll be a good wife and stay by my side, right?"
Coral blushed and her heart pounded even faster at his sudden actions and words.
But in her eyes, there was no trace of disgust, only a deep urgency and a humble plea.
Looking into the other person's earnest and gentle eyes, the confusion in them had long since faded, leaving only urgency and humility. She said haltingly, "You...you really have a way to revive people? You can really revive Amber...I...I really...I really want to see Amber again, even just once, even just to say a word, I would be willing..."
Looking at Coral's anxious, apprehensive yet hopeful expression, at the tears glistening in her eyes, at her slightly trembling body, and at the pure and humble plea in her eyes.
The tenderness in Uchiha Mitsunori's eyes deepened, his fingers still gently stroking her cheek with a hint of pride.
"Sango, of course I'm not lying to you. Our Uchiha clan are descendants of the Sage of Six Paths. Once I awaken the Rinnegan, I will possess the power to reverse life and death, and have powerful secret techniques that others cannot even imagine. At that time, I will only need to pay a certain price to use the secret technique: Rinne Rebirth Technique."
"This secret technique can reverse life and death, defy the laws of nature, and bring the dead back from the underworld to be reborn. Moreover, the resurrected person has past emotions and memories, can speak, walk, cultivate, and have children. This is a perfect resurrection."
Upon hearing this, Coral shuddered violently. Her body, which had been trembling slightly, froze instantly, and even her breathing stopped for half a second. Like a lake surface thrown with a boulder, it instantly stirred up a monstrous wave.
She stared blankly at Uchiha Mitsunori, her lips trembling slightly. She wanted to say something, but because she was too emotional, her throat felt like it was blocked by something, and she could only let the tears slide freely down her cheeks.
Uchiha Mitsunori gently wiped away the tears on her cheeks; the warm touch instantly brought her back to her senses.
It wasn't a dream after all; what he said was true, and she really did have a chance to see Amber again.