The blade in Lin’s hand struck Muzan Kibutsuji’s body.
But the words he spoke struck Muzan Kibutsuji’s heart.
The fear that Muzan Kibutsuji had hidden for hundreds of years appeared in reality once again.
Under the weight of his fear, his five brains collectively abandoned all thought and left everything to instinct.
“Hngh, urgh, aaaaaah!” Feeling the second strike land in the exact same spot as it had three hundred years ago, Muzan Kibutsuji instinctively let out a shrill scream.
This scream was deafening, enough to shake the accumulated snow from the eaves and surrounding branches, and it echoed across the entire Mount Kumotori.
Standing at the epicenter of the sound, Lin felt an invisible shockwave pierce directly through his eardrums, leaving him dizzy and disoriented.
Affected by the sound, the blade in his hand involuntarily paused, and he subconsciously covered his ears.
Although he knew this was not the right time, Lin still could not help but complain internally.
“This is the Demon King, yet why does his scream sound like Beast Senpai?” This scream interrupted Lin’s attack and allowed Muzan Kibutsuji to regain a bit of clarity.
But he had no time to compare the injuries he was suffering now to those from back then.
He only knew he had to escape immediately.
“Split.
I must split immediately.
Only by splitting can I escape from this guy.” Pfft, pfft, pfft.
A series of eerie sounds emanated from within Muzan Kibutsuji’s body.
Before Lin’s eyes, Muzan Kibutsuji instantly shriveled up, just like a deflating balloon.
Countless chunks of flesh, covered in tiny tentacle-like appendages, crawled out from beneath Muzan Kibutsuji’s clothes and scattered in all directions with astonishing speed.
Immediately after, that layer of Muzan Kibutsuji’s skin swelled up once more.
Finally, with a bang, it burst apart, erupting into a massive cloud of blood mist and shredded flesh that obscured the surrounding space.
Facing such a bizarre and disgusting scene, Lin breathed a sigh of relief.
This time, Muzan Kibutsuji had genuinely been scared off by him.
Lin did not immediately let his guard down.
He kept his blade raised, occasionally striking at the escaping chunks of flesh.
Only when the last bit of flesh disappeared from his Transparent World vision, leaving behind nothing but the suit and fedora, did Lin completely relax.
His mind was now filled with an overwhelming urge to complain.
With only 10% synchronization, he had scared such a Demon King into self-destructing just to run away.
He did not even want his clothes anymore.
Just how much fear did this Muzan Kibutsuji hold in his heart for Yoriichi Tsugikuni?
No wonder Muzan Kibutsuji hid for so many years in the original work, only daring to come out and act once Yoriichi Tsugikuni had passed away.
If his synchronization reached 100%, wouldn’t Muzan Kibutsuji treat him like a new generation of supreme master?
When that time comes, if he asks Muzan Kibutsuji, “What do you consider life to be?” he would probably rush to answer, “I consider it a treasure.
I truly consider it a treasure.” While complaining internally, Lin did not neglect to take care of other matters.
His current body, due to the synchronization level, was not as frail as he had imagined.
Even after taking the full force of Muzan Kibutsuji’s scream, he had already recovered.
However, the Kamado family had all collectively fallen unconscious from the impact of the sound.
In particular, Kamado Kie had fainted the moment the sound rang out, collapsing crookedly onto the ground.
Lin stepped forward to help her up and settled her beside the rest of her family.
While settling the Kamado family, Lin confirmed that he did not see Tanjiro Kamado.
According to the original plot, he should still be resting at Grandpa Saburo’s house right now.
Thinking of this, a thought could not help but arise in Lin’s mind.
Because of his transmigration, the Kamado family had already deviated from their original fate.
In this situation, would Tanjiro still join the Demon Slayer Corps?
While pondering, Lin did not forget to close the door to prevent the Kamado family from freezing.
Based on the medical knowledge he possessed, the family should not be in any serious danger, but they likely would not wake up anytime soon.
It was not that Lin had not considered sending the Kamado family to the Butterfly Mansion.
But the awkward thing was, as a transmigrator, although he knew of the Butterfly Mansion’s existence, he had absolutely no idea how to get there.
Furthermore, he could not transport the entire unconscious Kamado family by himself.
Fortunately, such a huge commotion had been made here, and Giyu Tomioka, who was not far away in the original story, should arrive immediately.
When that happened, having him summon the Kakushi in charge of logistics to handle these matters would be much safer than him handling it himself.
Just at this moment, Lin heard footsteps coming from outside.
The night gradually faded, and a glimmer of light had already appeared in the sky.
In such an environment, those man-eating demons should have already ceased their activities.
But Giyu Tomioka did not let his guard down.
Instead, he increased his speed.
Although he was some distance away, Giyu Tomioka still heard that scream, which was loud enough to echo across Mount Kumotori.
When he heard the noise, his heart tightened.
Only those demons could cause such a commotion.
This handsome, refined-looking swordsman, wearing a two-toned haori, rushed toward the summit of Mount Kumotori like a gust of wind.
However, when he arrived, a hint of surprise appeared on his somewhat stoic face.
“This…
what happened?” He saw that, centered around the wooden cabin on the summit of Mount Kumotori, the accumulated snow on the surrounding branches had completely disappeared.
And in front of the cabin, a large amount of blood was scattered, staining the snow on the ground red.
Giyu Tomioka even vaguely saw, amidst these bloodstains, a suit and a small amount of shredded flesh slowly wriggling.
“With this much blood, it should not be human.
And if it were human, those chunks of flesh would not still be wriggling now.” Giyu Tomioka was not good at wild speculation.
But looking at the situation before him, combined with the scream he had just heard, he could not help but make a connection.
A demon had come here, then let out a scream loud enough to echo across Mount Kumotori.
Then, with a bang, it exploded.
In the end, it left nothing but blood and shredded flesh all over the ground.
It did not even care about its clothes.
Giyu Tomioka subconsciously shook his head, as if trying to shake this overly absurd thought from his mind.
Based on his understanding of demons, it was absolutely impossible for them to do such a thing.
Unless there was an existence here capable of intimidating demons, and that demon was incredibly cowardly.
Dismissing these thoughts, Giyu Tomioka walked toward the wooden cabin.
If that demon really had exploded for some reason, then there must still be human survivors inside the cabin.
As Giyu Tomioka reached out his hand, preparing to knock on the door, he suddenly remembered Kocho Shinobu’s advice.
He could not directly demand that the people inside the house come out.
He should master the techniques of communication.
For example, he should knock on the door and tell them they did not need to hide in the house, holding their breath and living in fear anymore.
Furthermore, he should tell them that he already had a rough idea of what they had experienced, to put them at ease.
So, Giyu Tomioka knocked on the door and said, “Don’t hide inside and stay silent.
I know you’re home.”