Inside the Infinity Castle, Muzan’s half-severed torso squirmed frantically on the ground, his charred flesh regenerating at a visible yet slow pace.
The lingering fear in his pupils had not yet faded, replaced instead by a more pathological greed and malice.
“This…
this power…
it can actually inflict such immense damage on me.”
“But…
if I just have time, I can recover.”
Muzan’s brain was working frantically.
He was struggling in fear, afraid of death, yet possessing an extreme obsession with eternal life.
The power of Minoru and his companions undoubtedly opened the door to a new world for him.
He had never witnessed this kind of power before.
This was an opportunity to gain more strength.
If he could capture him and research him inside the Infinity Castle, then he might be able to master this power.
Moreover, he clearly realized one thing.
Although this power was terrifying, it was not unsolvable.
As long as he could dodge the flames, there would be no problem.
Furthermore, he saw through that man’s most fatal weakness.
“He is protecting those ants.
To protect them, he even sent out his companions.”
“If I use his companions to pin him down, perhaps I can make him willingly walk into my Infinity Castle.”
Muzan keenly sensed that the terrifying aura outside, which had made him tremble, was becoming unstable and was far less consistently powerful than before.
He was absolutely certain that Minoru was almost incapable of killing him.
The current Muzan was just somewhat weakened.
In just a moment, he would be fully restored.
He was convinced that Minoru’s power absolutely could not be used continuously.
His current state was definitely poor.
An opportunity!
This was absolutely a once-in-a-lifetime chance!
The risk was enormous, but the reward would be the entire world.
If he obtained this power, he might become a truly perfect creature, unafraid of sunlight.
“Hear my command.
My strongest Upper Rank Demons.
Seize that power for me, along with everything he protects!
I want him alive!”
Having said that, Muzan severed one of his own thighs and stored it deep within the Infinity Castle.
Inside the thigh, a heart and a brain were violently trembling.
This was his backup.
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The moment the arrow shot out, Minoru gasped for breath.
He stomped his foot abruptly, and the scorched earth cracked open.
He transformed into a black bolt, rushing toward Yuji and the others.
Behind Minoru, Open had already brought about a doomsday-like scene.
The sky was burning crimson, and the sharp cries of crows rang out, all foretelling the brutality of the situation.
The power of a single finger was ultimately limited.
The move just now had consumed most of his Cursed Energy.
Now he only had twenty-odd seconds of Sukuna’s power usage time remaining.
Minoru knew that Muzan was not dead yet.
After all, his lower half had escaped.
Just as mentioned before, only a one-hit kill could completely eradicate Muzan.
If he didn’t run now, once Muzan finished regenerating, he felt he would be in danger.
Even if he miraculously landed eight Black Flashes in a row, he could only exchange a couple of blows with Muzan.
After completing a combo, Muzan would recover right there, making further delay completely pointless.
If only he had a nichirin blade, then he could engage in a war of attrition.
The figure of Tomioka Giyu appeared in Minoru’s mind.
In the original series, he was nearby, but he only arrived close to morning.
By that time, it would likely be too late.
Minoru had already made up his mind.
Muzan’s existence was a huge threat.
After this, he must root out the threat and obtain more fingers.
Muzan was now on his Kill List.
…
“Itadori!
Fushiguro!”
On the mountain path, Minoru saw the backs of Yuji and his group running frantically.
The group was running quite miserably, especially Yuji.
But fortunately, everyone was safe and sound.
It’s just, why hasn’t the system mission complete notification popped up yet?
“Shibata!”
Yuji, holding two children, turned back sharply upon hearing the voice, his face lighting up with surprise.
Megumi also turned his head immediately, his tense expression relaxing slightly.
“Hmm?”
Ting!
Ting!
Above Minoru’s head, the air twisted without warning.
Seven doors suddenly unfolded from different directions.
Minoru’s pupils contracted slightly.
Did Muzan send someone out?
There was no time to think carefully.
He formed his fingers like a blade, and swung his arm several times.
Boom!
Four of the doors traced strange arcs in the sky, blocking all the slashes.
The other three doors, however, were already wide open.
Three figures, carrying a terrifying aura that far surpassed that of a Lower Rank, charged out and sealed off Minoru’s path.
One demon was dressed in a purple Haori and possessed six chilling eyes.
He had a long ponytail extremely similar to Yoriichi’s, and carried a strange sword forged from his own flesh and blood at his waist.
Upper Rank One, Kokushibo!
Another demon had platinum blond hair, holding a pair of folding fans engraved with lotus flowers.
He wore a gentle yet chillingly pathological smile, and his rainbow-colored pupils were full of amusement.
Upper Rank Two, Doma!
And the last figure was none other than Kibutsuji Muzan, who had just recovered half his body and whose expression was grim.
Three figures, arranged in a triangular formation, completely sealed off all of Minoru’s retreat paths.
Muzan’s pupils, burning with greed, locked onto Minoru, his voice cold and distorted.
“Your power is very interesting.
This time, let’s see how you protect those ants behind you.”
Countless doors opened up from the ground.
…
Meanwhile.
Several miles away in the snowy forest, a cold-faced young man wearing a mismatched Haori was rushing towards this location at extreme speed.
“What’s going on over there?
Why is there such a massive fire?”
“This aura…
is it a demon?”
“No, that’s wrong.
This intensity is unprecedented.”
“I must go immediately.”
Tomioka Giyu tightened his grip on the nichirin blade at his waist, his expression extremely serious.
He didn’t know what was happening ahead, but the sense of duty as a Demon Slayer Corps Swordsman drove him toward the center of the ‘storm’.