Demon Slayer: The Journey That Began When I Became Yoriichi's Sister

Having deeply understood and comprehended Yuuko's power, Enmu gritted her teeth and said, "Since that's the case, then let all the humans on this train be buried with me!"

From the moment her clone's death was exposed and Yuuko refused to reconcile, Enmu lost all hope of escaping.

Yuko said calmly, "If you can do it, then give it a try."

With Flame Pillar and the others around, Yuuko wasn't worried about the safety of anyone else.

The train suddenly began to shake, and the surrounding flesh walls writhed violently.

Tentacles formed from the fleshy mass grew out of the fleshy walls, forming heads called Nightmare.

At the same time, eyes the size of human hands emerged from the surrounding fleshy walls, with the character 'dream' written on their pupils.

It looks like my sanity is dropping a lot.

"Blood Demon Art: Forced Sleep - Eye!"

A dense array of eyes stared directly at Yuko, a strange ripple spreading outwards. The train swayed and rocked like a ship, but Yuko's figure remained completely unaffected.

Nightmare's heart sank; this guy was definitely not normal.

That powerful mental force almost completely ignored his hypnosis, making it his nemesis.

Swish! ! !

Another tentacle attack.

Thick tentacles shot out from all directions, including from the fleshy walls beneath Yuko's feet, waving their ugly forms as they attacked Yuko.

Yu Ziwei remained unmoved, his gaze becoming more reserved. He gently moved his right foot back, raising his sun-shaped sword high to face level, and dragging the hilt of his sword behind his head.

A flowing red and white hue emanated from her lips.

"Snow Breathing - Eleventh Form - Red Furnace Lights Snow".

As a clear, cold female voice rang out, the Nichirin Blade in Yuko's hand emitted a scorching aura, with orange flames enveloping the snow-white blade, as if a strong wind was swirling around it.

Whoosh! ! !

A flash of red light, as fast as an arrow, appeared. Nightmare could only see a flash of red light rapidly enlarging before his eyes, and the head blocking the train's cab was instantly shattered.

A red light flashed, and it instantly disappeared into the driver's cab, which was enveloped by a mass of flesh.

Just as spring arrives and the snow melts away.

As the red light penetrated, the surrounding flesh walls seemed to be scorched by flames, like a fireball sinking into the snow, and the surrounding flesh melted away at a visible speed.

With just one strike, the entire cab was cleared away, leaving only a few clumps of flesh attached to the sides of the cab, slowly wriggling in an attempt to recover.

"Non-renewable?!"

The nightmare heads growing from each tentacle all showed expressions of shock.

Why? ! !

Sure enough, after meeting this woman, a series of incomprehensible things began to happen.

No matter how many times he called out Lord Muzan's name in his heart, Lord Muzan did not respond.

Seeing the heads floating in front of her, Yuko frowned slightly and raised her blade again.

"Snow Breathing - Third Form: Frosty Dance!"

The snow-white slashes aimed in all directions severed his head.

"Damn it! You're a demon too! Why did you betray Lord Muzan!" Enmu's falling head roared angrily.

"If you've never pledged allegiance, how can you talk about betrayal?"

It's not surprising that Yuko knew her identity, since Nightmare had entered her dreams.

Moreover, she is not worried about being exposed in front of the demon, but being exposed in front of the First Horizontal Horizon makes her a little unhappy.

It means they can't figure out their own place anymore.

What kind of class do you have to know who I am?

Yuko wasn't worried that he would leak it, because...

The first of the lower moons, Nightmare.

It is already a caged bird.

Yuko walked toward the driver's seat, and even though Nightmare tried her best to regenerate her flesh, it was to no avail.

In the face of the Breath of the Sun, the most powerful advantage of demons will be greatly weakened.

blah blah...

The heels struck the metal plate of the driver's cab with a crisp sound, and Nightmare was like a dead pig placed before boiling water, with no way to escape.

Yuko raised her Nichirin Blade and flipped her wrist.

"Snow Breathing - Land Form - Snowflakes Falling for Thousands of Miles".

A white wave surged around Yuko, sweeping in with snow-white slashes that hurtled towards the bottom of the cockpit.

Just as the slash was about to hit the iron plate, Nightmare finally did not sit idly by and wait for death. A tremendous tremor suddenly swept in from the back of the train.

As if wielding an iron whip with great force, the carriages in front of it shook violently due to the immense potential energy.

This shaking was on a completely different level from before; it felt like being in a small boat caught in a storm in the middle of the ocean.

The entire train creaked and groaned, as if it might derail at any moment.

Yuko swayed and was thrown out of the driver's seat.

Numerous clumps of flesh rose from the floor of the driver's cab and spread rapidly outwards.

As soon as Yu Zi landed and stood firm, she saw that the carriage was tilted dozens of degrees to the side and was about to overturn.

Bang!

Yuko stomped hard on the floor, making a crisp popping sound.

The tilted carriage was actually forced down.

Watching the defensive fortifications quickly being erected in the driver's cab, Yu Zi frowned slightly: "A desperate struggle."

As she spoke, she had no intention of wasting any more time.

A flash of cold light appeared on the blade, and Yuko slightly increased the pressure on her feet.

Suddenly, a loud noise came from behind, and orange flames were reflected in the window beside me.

This flame is...

Before Yuko could turn around, Tanjiro's loud voice rang out behind her.

"Miss Yuko!"

Sensing Tanjiro's approach, Ikuko took a small half-step to the side.

Just right.

A figure carrying flames brushed past him, and Tanjiro leaped up, smashing a huge dragon head made of flames into the train's cab.

"Breathing of the Sun, Eleventh Form, Dragon Head Dance of the Solar Halo!"

boom!

A loud bang.

Orange flames splattered, and the meatball that had just been replenished was once again dissolved.

"That brat!!" Nightmare's pupils trembled violently.

That's the demon slayer that Muzan-sama was talking about—the one with the flower-shaped earrings on his head!

It wasn't over yet. Tanjiro's Nichirin Blade hadn't stopped slashing; after cutting through the layers of flesh, it cleaved towards the bottom of the cockpit.

The smell in this place is terrible.

Tanjiro noticed it on his way there.

boom!

The iron plate was instantly broken open, revealing a bizarre, enormous skeleton resembling a cervical vertebra.

As Tanjiro's Nichirin Blade slammed down, the massive cervical vertebrae let out a mournful cry.

"How can this end?!" Nightmare roared in unwilling anger.

The energy, mixed with the flames, severed the massive cervical vertebrae in a single strike.

boom!

With the fracture of the cervical vertebrae, the connection between the train cab and the following carriages broke off, causing the train to derail and overturn to one side.

"Tanjiro!"

Yuko stood in the next carriage, reached out her hand to Tanjiro, and took him back.

"Thank you so much, Miss Yuko!"

"Yeah, it's nothing." Yu Zi looked at him with a smile.

Unbeknownst to her, she could already see Yoriichi's shadow in Tanjiro.

This young man is fighting very hard.

boom! !

As Nightmare died, the blobs of flesh in the train carriages he controlled went berserk, almost bursting out of the carriages. Just as things were about to get out of control, bright orange flames rose up in each carriage.

As the train carriages derailed and overturned, the grotesque, disgusting lumps of flesh ironically acted as a protective cushion, mitigating the impact of the overturning.

As expected of Zhu, he was able to find the optimal solution in such a short time.