His speed was astonishing—like flowing water streaking across the giant's body. Wherever he passed, slashes inevitably followed.
Flowing Dance!!
Xia Feng surged upward along the giant's body. After Flowing Dance, he seamlessly chained into Striking Tide, and in the blink of an eye, he arrived before the giant's face.
The giant stared at him, eyes filled with shock.
Xia Feng narrowed his eyes and smiled. "Under attacks this intense, can you really keep detaching every part of your body before I strike?"
The giant gritted its teeth, looking at its own body already being carved into pieces, fury surging within.
But it couldn't retaliate.
Xia Feng was simply too fast.
Though its massive body had increased its strength, its speed had slowed drastically.
Right now, it could only take the hits.
Xia Feng pointed his Nichirin Blade toward the giant's eyes. "Looks like it works. In that case… I'll go even faster."
Thunderclap and Flash!!
Flame Thunder God!!
A streak of light flashed through the air, piercing straight through the giant's head.
Blood rained down in torrents.
Xia Feng's figure appeared behind the giant, landing lightly on a rooftop.
Only then did he see the giant beginning to collapse.
"Looks like this time, the speed didn't even give him a chance to react."
A smile appeared on Xia Feng's face.
But as the giant gradually disintegrated, a figure emerged before him.
Kibutsuji Muzan stood on the ground, his expression dark, walking forward step by step.
"I'm truly angry now, Xia Feng. You're the second person to push me to my limits. I admit—you do have the power to kill me!"
He lifted his gaze, killing intent surging in his eyes.
"But let me tell you—killing me… is not that simple."
It seemed Muzan no longer feared death.
His eyes had changed—filled with pure killing intent.
This time, it would end with one of them dead.
Thunderclap and Flash!
Xia Feng appeared instantly before Muzan, thrusting his blade forward—
But Muzan twisted his body and dodged.
In the next instant, Muzan swept his leg, the force crashing into Xia Feng's abdomen.
"The human body is still fragile—that's another one of your weaknesses. I know your injuries can heal instantly, just like ours. But I've investigated—you pay for that regeneration with your lifespan."
Muzan pressed the attack.
"So your healing isn't limitless. Once your lifespan runs out, you'll still die."
His kick landed solidly.
Xia Feng was sent flying like a bullet, smashing into a wall dozens of meters away.
He spat out a mouthful of blood—but quickly stood back up.
From dozens of meters away, he threw a punch into the air.
Pistol!!
Muzan was blasted backward as well, a muffled sound escaping his mouth.
Xia Feng wiped the blood from the corner of his lips. "Looks like you're in more pain than I am. And you sound so confident—like you won't die. But if I kill you, you'll die all the same."
Muzan let out a furious roar.
"Even so—you'll die first! Once you're dead, everyone at the Demon Slayer Corps headquarters will die! I won't let any of them live!!"
Muzan moved at terrifying speed, leaving behind a trail of afterimages as he instantly appeared before Xia Feng.
His attack erupted.
Xia Feng drew a circle with his Nichirin Blade—and vanished.
Muzan's strike obliterated the entire wall, bricks collapsing to the ground, yet it failed to hit Xia Feng.
"Dance of the Centipede!! Hundred-Legged Serpent Belly!!"
Xia Feng focused all his strength into his legs and wrists.
His speed surpassed even Muzan's, and the force in his wrists was enough for his Nichirin Blade to pierce solid steel.
Originally, this technique—used by Shinobu Kocho—was meant to pin enemies to the ceiling from below.
But given Xia Feng's height and stance, it transformed into a direct forward thrust.
The air itself exploded from the force.
In an instant, the blade reached Muzan's throat—the edge tearing through the air.
Muzan's pupils shrank. Every pore on his body trembled.
He felt death.
He knew he couldn't block this attack—its speed had reached the absolute limit.
He was going to die.
Boom!!
At that critical moment, a fist slammed into the blade, knocking its trajectory slightly off.
The thrust grazed past Muzan's neck instead of piercing it.
He could even feel the chilling edge of the blade brush by.
Boom!!
His mind exploded in shock. A cold dread spread through his entire body—and his previously stiffened limbs could finally move again.
Without hesitation, Muzan counterattacked.
But he quickly noticed something—
Xia Feng's body had taken on a metallic sheen.
At that moment, Akaza swung a powerful kick toward Xia Feng.
Bang! Bang!
Xia Feng was forced back several meters. He looked at his Nichirin Blade—now broken halfway.
The one who had struck his blade aside…
Was Akaza.
Something Xia Feng hadn't expected—he had thought Akaza had already left.
A trace of fear appeared in Muzan's eyes.
He knew—if not for Akaza's intervention just now, he would have truly been killed by Xia Feng.
Xia Feng released his Iron Body technique and shifted his gaze to both Akaza and Muzan.
"What a pity… I was just about to kill you."
He narrowed his eyes with a smile.
Muzan clenched his teeth, both shocked and furious.
Akaza, on the other hand, simply shrugged. "That can't happen. Lord Muzan isn't allowed to die."
Xia Feng smiled faintly. "Oh? Then why did you step in just now? You only acted because you knew he would die otherwise."
Akaza fell silent, the smile on his face slowly fading.
Muzan looked at Xia Feng calmly. "Your strength has already surpassed all the Hashira. There's no need for you to remain in the Demon Slayer Corps, holding yourself back. You could also gain eternal life!"
Xia Feng waved a hand, cutting him off. "I already told you—I'm not interested in eternal life. If you want to recruit me, you'll have to come up with a better reason."
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