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Naruto did not slow down.
The moment the four demons leapt apart, his body followed instinctively, surging forward like a violent gale tearing through a forest.
"Wind Breathing, Second Form: Claws-Purifying Wind !"
His nichirin blade flashed. Four claw-shaped wind slashes tore forward, each aimed precisely at one of the demons. The air screamed as the blades carved through it, pressure crashing outward in sharp bursts.
The demons scattered.
The Joy Demon and Pleasure Demon twisted midair, wings and limbs adjusting with eerie coordination. Their expressions were animated like children playing with a toy.
Naruto didn't wait.
He stepped forward again, blade already rising.
"Fourth Form: Rising Dust Storm!"
Five wind blades surged upward from the ground in a spiraling arc, ripping through stone and air alike. The attack swallowed the battlefield in howling currents.
"Aizetsu!"
The Sorrow Demon lunged forward, driving its cross-shaped spear into the ground. Its body took the brunt of the attack, wind blades cleaving straight through its torso.
Its body split in two, slowing it down for a moment.
That brief delay was enough.
The Joy Demon's sonic scream and the Pleasure Demon's compressed storm attack detonated simultaneously, the air vibrating violently as the two Blood Demon Arts fused into a single devastating wave.
Naruto felt the pressure slam into him.
He inhaled sharply.
The Demon Slayer Mark burned along his face, heat surging through his veins. His grip tightened, knuckles whitening as his blade glowed hotter and brighter.
"Eighth Form: Violent Wind Slash!"
He spun upward, blade carving a spiraling arc. The wind blade split the combined attack cleanly in half, opening a narrow passage through the chaos.
Naruto shot through it.
His body twisted midair, landing between the three demons in a burst of displaced wind.
"Ninth Form: Idaten Typhoon!"
The air collapsed inward.
Dozens of razor-sharp wind blades erupted outward, forming a whirling storm that engulfed the Joy Demon and Rage Demon entirely. Their bodies were torn apart piece by piece, limbs and torsos shredded into fragments before hitting the ground.
Only the Flying Demon escaped, wings beating frantically as it retreated upward.
Then—something changed.
The severed demons did not regenerate.
The Sorrow Demon, still struggling to reassemble, froze mid-movement.
"…Why?" it whispered, fear bleeding into its voice. "Why… isn't my body healing?"
The others felt it too.
Naruto stepped forward, crimson blade humming with restrained fury.
"Because this blade," he said coldly, "is carrying the rage of everyone you slaughtered."
He raised the sword slightly.
"It will burn you to ash."
The demons recoiled.
Then Naruto felt it.
A flicker.
Faint—but unmistakable.
His eyes snapped to the distance.
"There you are."
He vanished.
The moment Naruto turned away, the Flying Demon swooped down, devouring the shattered remains of its counterparts in a grotesque, desperate motion.
The air warped.
A roar shook the ground.
From the merging flesh emerged a towering figure, massive and grotesque, hatred carved into its very form.
Zohakuten.
The kanji for Hatred glowed upon its tongue as it loomed into existence.
Naruto skidded to a halt just as an ultrasonic roar tore through the battlefield.
"Seventh Form: Tengu Wind!"
Spiral tornado blades surged forward, shredding the soundwave apart.
But the threat wasn't over.
A thunderous boom echoed behind him.
Naruto turned.
Wooden dragons erupted from the ground, massive bodies coiling and surging forward. Atop them stood Zohakuten, golden armor gleaming, taiko drums pounding against its back.
"Those who bully the weak…" Zohakuten intoned, "…shall never be forgiven."
The drums thundered.
From the dragons' mouths burst four attacks at once—Sonic screams. Crushing wind. Piercing spears. Violent thunder.
Naruto inhaled.
The world slowed.
His feet moved before thought could follow.
He slipped through the chaos, body flowing between frozen attacks like mist.
He appeared before Zohakuten.
His blade flashed.
"Wind Breathing, Ninth Form: Idaten Typhoon."
The strike passed through.
Naruto landed.
Exhaled.
The world resumed.
Zohakuten's body disintegrated.
Wooden dragons collapsed into splinters. Armor shattered. Flesh fell apart in silent pieces.
"…What… did you do?" Zohakuten muttered as its body crumbled.
Naruto didn't answer.
His eyes were already searching.
Then—he saw it.
Hidden within a shattered dragon's head.
A trembling figure.
"There."
Naruto surged forward, blade cleaving through the wooden shell.
Hantengu's true body was exposed.
The coward tried to flee but he was too slow.
A crimson flash passed through the air.
Hantengu's head fell.
Black smoke rose.
Upper Moon Four — Hantengu. Slain.
Naruto stood still, blade cooling, chest rising and falling.
The battlefield finally fell silent.