"Oh?"

He looked at the three elders who took the initiative to greet him, his eyes filled with playful mockery.

"Does that old bastard Soma Kosuke still not plan to do it himself?"

"Must he wait until all you old bones are dead before he's satisfied?"

The elder at the head was named Yamada Kenichi. Holding a staff, he was one of the oldest and most senior honored guests of the Omiya Family.

He looked at the man covered in a bloody aura before him, his face full of solemnity.

"Wada Hirayama, you act as an accomplice to tyranny, associating with madmen like Kujo Koji. Aren't you afraid of being nailed to the pillar of shame of Sakura Country in the future?"

Wada Hirayama laughed heartily as if he had heard a colossal joke.

"The pillar of shame?"

"History has always been written by the victors."

"When the Kujo Family unifies the world, I will be a founding contributor and a hero revered by everyone."

He stopped laughing, his gaze instantly turning icy.

"As for you lot, you are nothing more than a few names glossed over by me in history books."

Beside Yamada Kenichi, the burly elder holding a giant axe, Nakamura Yu, let out an angry shout.

"Arrogant!"

"Stop wasting words with him! If the three of us join forces, we might not lack the strength for a fight!"

The last emaciated elder, Tanaka, with his eyes tightly closed, didn't speak, only pressing both hands onto the ground beneath his feet.

The three legendary-tier powerhouses surrounded Wada Hirayama in a triangular formation in the center.

Terrifying energy rose from their bodies, agitating the sky.

"Join forces?"

Wada Hirayama curled his lips in disdain and pointed at the three with the tip of his Katana.

"Three ants huddled together are still just ants."

"Come on, let me see just how much substance you so-called foundations of the Omiya Family really have."

Before his voice faded.

Nakamura Yu made the first move!

"Hah!"

With an explosive roar, the muscles on his burly body bulged, and the giant axe in his hand lit up with an earthy-yellow glow, slashing down directly at Wada Hirayama's head.

Before the axe even arrived, the heavy pressure had already cracked the ground.

At the same time, Yamada Kenichi raised his staff high.

Dozens of thick bolts of lightning appeared out of thin air, intertwining into a huge electric net that sealed off all of Wada Hirayama's retreats.

"Lightning Prison Descends!"

Facing the pincer attack of the two, Wada Hirayama's face showed not the slightest ripple.

He didn't even look at the giant axe slashing down at his head, his toes tapping lightly on the ground.

His figure turned into an afterimage and vanished on the spot.

"Boom!"

The giant axe missed, slamming into the ground with a loud crash. The entire ground trembled violently, leaving behind a deep pit.

The lightning net also fell accordingly, but hit nothing.

"So fast!"

Nakamura Yu's pupils constricted.

The next second, a chill rose from behind his back.

Wada Hirayama's figure appeared behind him at some unknown time, the Katana in his hand silently stabbing toward his back heart.

"Nakamura!"

Yamada Kenichi cried out in alarm, wanting to rescue him but it was too late.

Right at this moment!

"Domain: Ten Thousand Jun Earth Prison!"

The always silent Tanaka suddenly opened his eyes wide.

The palms he pressed against the ground bloomed with a rich earthy-yellow light.

"Hum—"

Centered on Wada Hirayama, the ground within a hundred meters instantly turned into a viscous swamp.

A powerful gravitational field descended accordingly!

Wada Hirayama's figure stagnated, and his originally extremely fast speed became much slower under gravity.

The blade stabbing towards Nakamura Yu's back heart also slowed by a fraction.

Seizing this opportunity, Nakamura Yu abruptly turned around, his giant axe sweeping horizontally to force Wada Hirayama back.

"Well done, Tanaka!"

Nakamura Yu was both shocked and delighted.

But this was only the beginning.

"Rise!"

Tanaka let out another explosive shout.

On the swamp-like ground, stone walls several meters thick rose from the ground one after another, rapidly converging to form a huge cage, trapping Wada Hirayama within.

"Not enough yet!"

Tanaka's face flushed red, and the veins on his forehead bulged, clearly having used his full strength.

He slammed his hands together towards the middle.

"Close!"

The huge stone wall cage began to squeeze and contract inward at a speed visible to the naked eye, attempting to grind Wada Hirayama inside into meat paste!

"Did it succeed?"

Yamada Kenichi and Nakamura Yu nervously watched the constantly contracting stone walls, not daring to even breathe heavily.

Inside the Ten Thousand Jun Earth Prison.

Feeling the squeezing pressure coming from all directions, enough to crush steel, Wada Hirayama's face showed not panic, but instead a smile.

"A bit interesting."

"At the cost of burning your vitality, forcing your Domain, do you want to perish together with me?"

He shook his head, the mockery in his eyes growing even thicker.

"It's just a pity you chose the wrong opponent."

"In front of absolute power, any technique is futile."

As the words fell.

He slowly raised the Katana in his hand, and with a single slash, struck the stone wall ahead.

"Swish!"

A tiny black crack appeared before the tip of the blade.

Immediately following, the black crack spread outward at an extremely fast speed, instantly covering the entire inner wall of the stone prison.

"Crack... Crack crack..."

The sound of shattering came from all directions.

Tanaka's Domain, this sturdy earth prison, under this single slash, was covered in cobweb-like cracks.

"Im... Impossible!"

Outside, Tanaka suffered a heavy blow, violently spitting out a large mouthful of fresh blood, his emaciated face instantly turning as pale as paper.

He could feel that the connection between himself and his Domain was being forcibly severed by an unrivaled power!

"Break... for me!"

Inside the earth prison, Wada Hirayama's icy voice sounded.

"Rumble—"

A loud crash.

The sturdy stone prison exploded with a bang!

Countless gravel blasted in all directions, blowing Yamada Kenichi and Nakamura Yu flying, making them roll a few times miserably on the ground.

The dust and smoke dissipated.

Wada Hirayama stood unharmed on the spot, not even a speck of dust staining the corner of his clothes.

He didn't look at the two elders who had been blown away, his gaze falling on Tanaka, who was severely injured and kneeling on one knee due to his Domain being broken.

"How does the power exchanged by burning life feel?"

There was playfulness in his voice.

Tanaka raised his head, staring at him with a look like looking at a monster, fresh blood continuously welling from his mouth.

"You... Just what..."

Before he could finish speaking.

Wada Hirayama's figure had already appeared in front of him.

The icy blade edge was pressed against his heart at some unknown time.

"Go in peace."

"Being able to die under my blade is your honor."

"Splat!"

The blade pierced through Tanaka's emaciated chest without the slightest obstruction.

Fresh blood dripped along the blade.

The vitality in Tanaka's eyes rapidly dissipated.

He opened his mouth, seeming to want to say something more, but in the end, he only weakly lowered his head, completely drawing his last breath.