After dinner, the Hashiras, not knowing what else to do, took the opportunity to guide Tanjiro in practicing swordsmanship.
Tanjiro still primarily used Water Breathing.
He couldn’t even maintain the constant state of Water Breathing…
after using Sun Breathing for a while, his lungs would give out.
“So this is Sun Breathing?” “It’s indeed powerful.” “But young man, you’re not up to it yet.” “Your body isn’t strong enough.
You still need more practice.” A group of Hashiras, who had trained themselves into muscular physiques, surrounded Tanjiro and began to spar with him.
Nathan was carving a magical barrier on a stone slab, with various lines interconnecting.
Kanae watched for a while and felt dizzy…
she couldn’t understand it at all.
“Here they come.” Nathan paused his hand and looked at the night sky.
Kanae asked: “What’s coming?” “Mr.
Urokodaki is arriving with Tanjiro’s sister.
And of course, Demons as well.” Nathan’s words made all the Hashiras stop what they were doing.
They were very sensitive to the word ‘Demon’.
“Then let’s begin.” Nathan said.
“From tonight onward, Kibutsuji Muzan’s life will be on a countdown.” …
Not far from Mount Fujikasane, there was a forest.
Urokodaki Sakonji carried a box on his back and traveled through the forest with Tomioka Giyu.
Suddenly, both of them stopped in their tracks.
A man with peach-colored short hair and dark blue tattoos all over his body blocked their path.
Or rather, it was a Demon.
Another Demon also appeared behind them, with horns on its head and a face like a Hannya.
“They’re both strong Demons.” Urokodaki said.
“You must be Upper Moons of the Twelve Kizuki, am I right?” The peach-haired Demon stepped forward: “Upper Moon Three, Akaza.” The old man with horns on his head said: “Upper Moon Four, Hantengu.” “I’ll take Hantengu.” Urokodaki said.
“He seems a bit weaker.
You don’t mind me picking the weaker one, do you?
After all, I’m getting old.” Giyu nodded: “Yeah.” In the next moment, they moved.
The gleaming blade light was unrelenting as they attacked the two Demons.
[Water Breathing: Fourth Form: Striking Tide] [Water Breathing: Third Form: Flowing Dance] “You are indeed quite good.
A strong one!” A sinister grin appeared on Akaza’s face.
Fierce fighting spirit surged from his body, and a twelve-pointed snowflake array unfolded beneath his feet.
That was the ability he had honed as a martial artist in life.
He could sense an enemy’s weak points through fighting spirit and strike them.
After becoming a Demon and turning it into a Blood Demon Art, he had even developed six moves!
Giyu was caught in a fierce battle from the start.
Akaza was too strong, always accurately finding his weak points and attacking them.
If Giyu weren’t equally experienced in battle, he would have been killed by Akaza by now.
On the other side, Urokodaki was gaining the upper hand, suppressing Hantengu.
But Urokodaki wasn’t the least bit proud.
As an Upper Moon, Hantengu couldn’t be this weak.
He knew this Demon must have a hidden trump card.
“Why, why are you all bullying me?” Hantengu murmured, and Urokodaki’s sword cut him into five pieces.
No, he wasn’t cut open…
he split himself apart!
Urokodaki sensed a grave crisis and immediately retreated quickly.
At this moment, four Hantengus appeared before Urokodaki.
They wore different clothes, even their body sizes were different, and their tongues were carved with the characters for Anger, Pleasure, Sorrow, and Joy respectively.
They were Hantengu’s clones: Sekido!
Karaku!
Aizetsu!
Urogi!
“Old man, it’s time for you to die!” Sekido was filled with rage.
A Khakkhara appeared in his hand, and lightning shot out from it.
Crack— A tree was charred black.
Urokodaki barely dodged…
he didn’t want to test what lightning felt like with his own body.
Aizetsu also wielded a cross spear, releasing shockwaves from its tip, attacking Urokodaki.
Karaku wielded a fan, creating gale-force winds to disrupt Urokodaki’s evasive movements.
Urogi flew in the sky, looking for an opportunity for a fatal strike.
An overwhelming pressure emanated from the four Demons.
Urokodaki felt that this time, he was probably done for.
“What a pity.
I’ve dragged you into this too.
I guess I really am getting old.” Urokodaki touched the box on his back, which contained Tanjiro’s sister, Nezuko.
A slight tremor came from inside the box.
Clearly, Nezuko had already awakened.
“He’s definitely dead.” Akaza said, suppressing Giyu.
“Is he your master?
I can tell he was a good fighter when he was younger, but now that he’s old, his physical strength is declining.
Not only can he not improve, he’s getting worse.” “That’s the tragedy of being human.” Akaza reached out to Giyu: “Become a Demon.
Become a Demon, and you’ll never age.
You can keep studying swordsmanship, dueling with masters from different eras, and constantly improve your skills.” “Come on, a strong one like you deserves to be turned into a Demon!” Giyu’s answer was a flash of sword light, almost severing Akaza’s arm.
“What a pity.
It seems you’ve chosen the path of death.” Akaza said coldly, deciding to kill Giyu.
On the other side, Urokodaki was in a life-and-death crisis.
He was struck by Sekido’s lightning and his entire body was paralyzed.
Urogi, circling in the sky, swooped down, ready to pierce Urokodaki’s head with its claws.
At this critical moment, Urokodaki was powerless to counterattack.
Just then, the box on his back exploded, and a girl with a green bamboo shoot in her mouth leaped out.
Veins bulged on her forehead, and her pink eyes were filled with rage.
She kicked out in mid-air.
Her whip-like leg directly exploded Urogi’s head!
“Well done!
Nezuko!” Urokodaki cheered for her, then slashed out, severing Urogi’s neck.
Even though the head was gone, cutting the neck with a Nichirin Blade was the same… it could kill a Demon.
But in the next moment, something happened that sent chills down their spines.
The exploded head of Urogi turned into a smaller Karaku, and the original Karaku grew a new head.
“How is this possible?” Urokodaki’s eyes widened.
“Could it be that a Nichirin Blade is useless?” “Because your sword is too weak.” The two Karaku said with a grin.
Then, Sekido shifted its target to Nezuko: “As a Demon, you choose to help humans.
Die!” Lightning struck Nezuko, and Aizetsu also released a shockwave, directly hitting her.
Nezuko was blown away and crashed into a tree.
A large amount of blood flowed from the wound on her abdomen.
Because she had never eaten humans, her regenerative ability was suppressed to its lowest level.
“Nezuko!” Urokodaki shouted, wanting to go to her, but was blocked by Urogi.
“You’d better worry about yourself.” He said with a grin.
“Don’t worry, you’ll definitely die before her.” “No, you should be the ones to die first.” A clear voice came from the sky.
The Demons looked up and saw a silver-haired man in a white suit walking on the moon, descending like a god.