No wonder!
No wonder these scumbags could dodge his attacks!
It wasn't that they got faster, but him!
Kibutsuji Muzan had gotten older!
That damned woman Tamayo, he should have killed her then!
That woman understood him so well, so there must still be her handiwork involved here!
Muzan's leg, with its stinging whip even faster than his back, stabbed towards Shinobu, while other bone whips restrained the other Pillars.
Shinobu's eyes darkened, calculating how to resist the attack with the least amount of damage, but... it seemed she didn't need to worry too much.
Because the clear snow... arrived at her side a step before Muzan's stinging whip.
Breath of Insect, Butterfly Dance: Caprice.
Snow Breathing Third Form: Thousand Feathered Crane Snow.
The two of them worked together to fend off Muzan's stinging whip. Yoizumi's face was cold as he stomped and crushed the frozen fragments of Muzan that had fallen to the ground.
"Shinobu… are you alright?"
Shinobu looked at the increasingly ferocious vertical pupils in Yoizumi's eyes, which had lost their usual clear sapphire luster. A hint of worry flickered in her purple eyes.
"Yoizumi, take care of yourself first."
Yoizumi opened his mouth but before he could answer, Muzan impatiently attacked. He raised his hand and cut off a flying fleshy arm. Yoizumi frowned, staring at Muzan.
Don't interrupt him while he's talking to Shinobu.
Right now, Muzan only wanted to get Yoizumi as quickly as possible! With such a bomb planted in his body, ready to explode at any moment, how could he remain calm?
He must hurry! Get him!
The veins on his face writhed, and Muzan's sharp teeth even bit through his own lips, but he didn't care. The bone whips and stinging whips behind him danced in unison, sweeping away the Pillars who tried to approach him.
"Boom!" The flail instantly smashed through half of Muzan's body. His cells and nerves surged wildly, but the wound caused by the nichirin blade only delayed him for a few moments!
His waist was grazed by a bone whip, the flesh was stripped away, and his ribs were exposed. Gyomei Himejima forcefully threw his flail, "Whoosh! Whoosh!" The crimson flail, transforming into afterimages, struck Muzan again and again with invisible speed.
Mist Breathing, Second Form: Eight-Layered Mist!
Muichiro struggled to block the attack and save the ordinary Demon Slayer Corps members. He already had numerous contusions on his body, and blood stained his Demon Slayer Corps uniform. Muichiro shouted without looking back.
"Get out of here!"
"Yes… Thank you, Mist Pillar-sama!" The swordsman, slumped on the ground, replied in terror with a pale, trembling face.
"Hey! Tomioka, watch out!" From the other side, Sanemi Shinazugawa's irritable voice came as his back collided with Giyu Tomioka.
He raised his hand, pulling Giyu Tomioka back. Muzan's bone whip had almost pierced through both of them!
Giyu Tomioka's words of thanks and apology swirled in his mouth, finally coming out succinctly.
"Apologies."
"Huh?!" Sanemi Shinazugawa glared, gritting his back teeth, and yelled in a low voice.
Damn it! He shouldn't have saved him just now!
And now he's telling him to apologize!
Get lost!
Sanemi Shinazugawa raised his leg and kicked Giyu Tomioka. Giyuu, who had been inexplicably kicked in the butt, looked at Shinazugawa, bewildered... "Ugh... Ah!" Tanjirou suddenly woke up, his hand unconsciously clutching something, eliciting a familiar shout.
"Hey, hey, hey! Let go of my hair!" Murata, who was carrying Tanjirou on his back, was caught off guard and had his hair pulled, making him grimace in pain.
"Ah?! I'm sorry!" Tanjirou said apologetically.
Looking at his surroundings, Tanjirou was a bit dazed.
This... is the surface!
He was back on the surface!
Tanjirou's last memory was of Muzan launching a shockwave and him being knocked unconscious. He hadn't expected them to actually return to the surface!
"Where's Yoizumi-nii?!" Tanjirou grabbed Murata's shoulder, asking anxiously.
"The Pillars are all fighting Muzan."
Hearing this, Tanjirou jumped off Murata's back, nearly stumbling to the ground, and rushed towards the battlefield in a hurry.
"Hey! Tanjirou!" Murata's voice came from behind, but Tanjirou didn't respond. His mind was filled with one thought: faster! Faster!
Everyone is fighting!
He had to get back to Yoizumi-nii's side!
The memories passed down from his ancestors… the sword techniques passed down by Yoriichi-sensei, they could… they could definitely kill Muzan!
Tanjirou gripped his nichirin blade tightly. He understood what the last sword technique of Hinokami Kagura was!
"Tanjirou!" Zenitsu, covered in dust, crawled out of the rubble, dragging Inosuke out with him.
"Zenitsu! Inosuke! You… you're not dead?!" Tanjirou looked at his companions in disbelief, his voice trembling slightly.
"What kind of talk is that?!" Zenitsu angrily raised his hand and slapped Tanjirou's head. Then, Zenitsu, holding his stinging hand, cried out tearfully and angrily, "What do you mean, Tanjirou?!"
"This great me won't die!" Inosuke also said, puffing out his cheeks and putting his hands on his hips.
Tanjirou's eyes were red, his crimson pupils glistening with tears. He shook his head, saying nothing, only speaking in a low voice.
"It's good that you're alright… It's good that you're alright…"
Adjusting his state, Tanjirou wiped away his tears and his face became serious.
"I'm going to help Yoizumi-nii now. Zenitsu, you two take good care of yourselves!"
Tanjirou didn't leave any time for the two of them to respond before hurrying away.
"Monitsu, let's go." Inosuke said, suppressing his tone.
Zenitsu also put away his crying demeanor, took a deep breath, and clenched his palms.
"Mm!"
The two of them followed Tanjirou's footsteps… "Whoosh! Boom!" His body was constantly being cut, shattered, and then regenerated. Muzan panted with annoyance. Ever since he realized his body was aging by the minute, he felt increasingly weak.
He couldn't… he couldn't drag this out any longer.
It's no big deal, just like before. Anyway, Yoizumi is a demon, and sooner or later he will get him!
No need to rush!
First… first, get out of here!
Next time! Next time he would definitely get him!
Muzan thought, but with ten Pillars attacking him from all sides, how could he escape so easily!
All ten Pillars simultaneously activated their Breathing Styles and attacked him. Muzan's face was gloomy as he secretly gathered strength.
The moment everyone approached, that powerful shockwave reappeared, instantly blasting Yoizumi and the others away!
Tanjirou arrived just in time to see this scene, and the anger in his heart stimulated him to activate his nichirin blade!
His jet-black nichirin blade turned crimson, and the fury in Tanjirou's scarlet eyes seemed to want to tear Muzan apart. The Mark on his forehead became even more prominent!
"Muzan!"
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