Limitless Void was an utterly broken domain.
Basically, once it was activated, anyone within its range would lose the ability to resist—unless they had a domain of equal power to counter it.
But clearly, the dog demon in front of him didn't.
From behind, Sora finally caught up after a hard chase, only to arrive a second too late. As it stared at the scene ahead, it quietly… backed away a few steps.
Better not get too close. He might get dragged into it.
Even though Sora didn't fully understand what a domain was, it knew its master's ability well.
It covered a vast area. Anything that entered the range would be attacked without discrimination.
Usually, it came in the form of invisible slashes. But on rare occasions—like what they were seeing now—the victim looked more like their soul had been sucked out.
That was way scarier than just getting slashed. Because this… this could turn someone into a vegetable.
Sora stood hesitantly a few paces away, silently spying on the shrine from outside.
But whoever designed this building must have done it on purpose—there was no way to see clearly inside from the outside.
"What are you standing out there for? Come in," came Cyr's voice from within the room.
Sora let out a breath of relief, wagged its tail, and strutted inside with its head held high.
The moment it entered, it saw the dog demon—now in human form—lying sprawled stupidly on the floor, eyes glassy as it stared blankly at the ceiling beams. If it started drooling and giggling, it'd be a full-blown idiot.
I told you not to mess with Master… and now look at you. Stupid mutt.
Sora slapped the man's face repeatedly with its thick tail while nuzzling up to Cyr, rubbing its head against his hand like a sycophantic little pet.
The heavy tail slapped against the man's face with a loud smack smack smack, quickly turning it red and swollen.
In his original form, the dog demon's thick fur would've protected him from this kind of force.
But in his current human form? With no fur? He had zero defense—and ended up with a very swollen, very sore face.
Cyr glanced over at his own pet and, seeing that its fur was still clean—no blood, no wounds—he figured Sora hadn't taken much damage at all.
Originally, Limitless Void was a closed-type domain. But Cyr didn't like that.
Closed domains were small. From the outside, they looked like big bubbles—and could be shattered by force.
So he had decisively modified Limitless Void, converting it into an open-type domain, similar to Malevolent Shrine.
Anyone could enter. Anyone could leave.
In fact, for a domain like Limitless Void, it actually became more effective this way.
Because open domains didn't have a boundary. So there was nothing to break.
Without a visible edge, opponents couldn't even tell whether they were in the domain's range or not.
Just like that one guy with the super lucky ability—after Sukuna spared him, he happily ran straight into Malevolent Shrine's radius and got split in half on the spot. Literally.
Meanwhile, a certain cursed spirit named Mahito had his closed domain shattered from the outside.
Being exposed to Limitless Void for just 0.2 seconds would flood a human brain with about half a year's worth of sensory information.
That alone was a human's limit. Any more than that, and the brain would crash, rendering the person incapable of thought.
Some people with hyperthymesia (perfect memory) already struggled in daily life due to overwhelming memories. But those affected by Limitless Void? Ten times worse.
Because it wasn't just memory—it was forced memory injection.
Considering the difference in mental endurance between humans and demons, Cyr had generously let the dog demon experience two full seconds.
Which meant the poor guy just had five years' worth of sensory data blasted into his brain in one go.
Sure, five years might be a blink of an eye for a centuries-old yokai.
But receiving that much information instantly?
Yeah, no. That wouldn't feel good.
It'd take some serious time to recover.
Cyr crossed his arms and muttered, "Honestly, I prefer how he looks in his original dog form."
Koen sluggish brain had only just begun working again when he heard that line.
Who was speaking?
His mind, as if rusted shut, struggled to process thoughts. Even simple phrases became difficult to understand.
Oh, someone said his dog demon form looked good?
Well of course it did. His true form was one of the most majestic and handsome in the entire canine demon clan!
"Your humanoid form's kinda boring," Cyr added casually.
Sure, the guy's human form was handsome—no doubt. But Cyr had seen way too many attractive anime characters.
Compared to pretty humans, he still preferred the imposing, beastly majesty of a yokai's true form.
Besides, that face of his… for some reason, it reminded Cyr of a bunch of different people.
Who is this talking nonsense?!
His human form was a rare gem among men!
Plenty of human girls had fallen for him because of this face!
Who could be so blind?
Koen blinked slowly, his eyeballs finally beginning to move, and locked eyes with the boy in front of him.
A silver-haired, blue-eyed youth was crouched beside him, casually petting his hair like he was a mutt—flicking his chin up and even sticking fingers in his mouth to inspect his teeth…?
You're sticking your hand in a great yokai's mouth?!
Koen couldn't believe it. Furious, he snapped his jaws shut hard, trying to give the brat a lesson.
I mean, if someone sticks their hand into a demon's mouth, getting bitten off is fair, right?
But… nothing happened?
No blood. No bite. Why couldn't he close his mouth?
What the hell?! Why won't my jaws move?!
"Even in human form, your canine teeth are quite sharp," Cyr commented calmly, withdrawing his hand and glancing indifferently at the dazed man.
"Why don't you just turn back into your true form?"
"I heard of a dog demon who once forged his fangs into one of the world's most legendary weapons. Maybe yours could do the same," he added as he rinsed his hand.
Now he knew why these dog demons looked so familiar.
Their white-furred, demon-marked forms easily reminded him of a certain childhood anime memory—Inuyasha's big dog dad.
But wait… if this guy was transformed, where was the big, fluffy shoulder pelt?
Something was off.
He looked like the big dog, but dressed like the second dog in red clothes. Totally didn't match.
As for making weapons from teeth—yeah, that was definitely the dad of the dog brothers.
The legendary Dog General.
All three father and sons perfectly checked the boxes of "yokai falling in love with humans."
If Princess Izayoi had also fallen for a human, they'd have the whole family portrait completed.
Guess loving humans was just in a dog demon's blood…
Koen suddenly shot up.
What?! Pull my teeth to make weapons?!
What kind of human even said that kind of thing? Not even Abe no Seimei would've gone that far.
You wouldn't find a single onmyōji in all of Heian-kyō bold enough to say something like that.
…Oh, right… he had lost to this human, hadn't he?
He still didn't know how it happened. One second he was fine, the next thing he knew, he was on the floor.
And yeah, whoever loses gets handled by the victor…
But still, pulling out teeth? That's too much!
"I have some teeth I lost during molting. If you want them, I can give you those," Koen quickly offered.
His brain had finally regained most of its speed and was now running at full processing power again.
"Oh yeah, dogs do shed teeth," Cyr nodded thoughtfully.
Was that how the Dog General made weapons—using baby teeth?
"But… baby teeth aren't as good as adult teeth, right?" Cyr said, rubbing his chin in thought.
"...Not that much worse. I lost mine at around 200 years old," Koen muttered after a pause.
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