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

Chapter 340 This guy has something wrong with his head.

The next moment, the wooden bridge beneath him was cut in half, and the pond below was thrown up by a wave, rising several meters high.

The same fighting style as that monster.

While hanging upside down in mid-air and still not quite standing, Doma saw the blurry figure standing on the wooden bridge amidst the waves, and a sense of unease rose in his heart.

Just as Doma regained his footing after a few backflips, before the waves had even subsided, a blur appeared before his eyes, and Ikuko's figure reappeared.

So fast! ! !

The ice formed by the Blood Demon Art rapidly solidified on the body's surface, attempting to banish Yuuko's slash, but the ice's formation speed seemed somewhat slower than the speed at which Yuuko slashed down.

Will I be able to make it?

Doma's eyes flickered slightly, and the Nichirin Blade, which had become as red as a branding iron at some point, easily melted away his ice as if slicing through melons and vegetables.

Unable to stop it!

Just as his neck was about to be slashed, two figures suddenly leaped up from either side of Doma.

"Blood Demon Art: Crystal Child".

Those were two ice sculptures that looked exactly like Douma, only much smaller in size.

One of the ice sculptures exhaled a breath of cold air directly at Yuko's face, while the other grabbed Doma's hair.

At the cost of losing an arm, Doma, with the help of the ice man, successfully avoided the slash that was about to hit his neck.

Yuko instinctively avoided facing it directly, the chill leaving a few frost marks on her face.

Yu Zi's expression was rather unpleasant.

Spitting, is that what you're doing?

This is a spitting attack, right?

It made her feel so disgusted she wanted to throw up.

The waves rippled up from the pond and splashed all over the ground.

"That was so dangerous!" Douma retreated to what he thought was a safe place, patting his chest with a sullen expression, looking like he was still shaken.

"I almost got killed."

"You're really amazing, just like Lord Kokushibo."

He had never directly fought Kokushibo because he knew the gap between himself and that monster. Given his personality and way of doing things, if he were to engage in a bloody battle of equals, unlike Akaza who was a martial arts fanatic, he would definitely be devoured without mercy if he lost.

But he still understood Kokushibo's abilities.

A demon that knows breathing techniques.

Isn't this exactly the same as the monster in front of us?

It's definitely true that they're siblings.

Not only do they look alike, but their fighting styles are also extremely similar.

"Ah, Miss and Lord Kokushibo remind me of two other people," Douma said to himself. "Hooray, they're the ones Miss met before."

“Gyutaro and Daki.”

"The same combination of an ugly older brother and a pretty younger sister."

"It's a real shame you guys took them out. I was the one who recommended them..."

As he spoke, before Douma could even shed a tear, the hairs on the back of his head stood on end, sensing a strong sense of crisis.

Sure enough, two unreasonable jade discs came crashing down on him.

Along the way, the pond water stirred restlessly, overflowing and breaking sections of the wooden bridge.

"Snow Breathing - Pick-up Form - Shining Moon Under the Snow".

That's really quite exaggerated.

Doma felt ashamed as he moved his body.

He had no intention of taking this attack head-on. Fortunately, although the scene was exaggerated, the speed of the jade plate was not fast, giving him time to react.

But as soon as he stood up, that unease returned.

The figure flashed by at a speed that was difficult for Douma to catch.

When the gloomy-faced monster reappeared before Doma, Doma was completely unsettled.

"real or fake……"

Yu Zi muttered to herself, "That constant chatter is so annoying."

A series of tiny ice figures stood on the wooden bridge, rushing towards Yuko in an attempt to hinder her movements.

Some of them possess the ability to use the Blood Demon Technique.

These little ice golems' Blood Demon Art is almost as powerful as Douma's, only with a slightly smaller range.

Yu Zi didn't shy away from the fact that their attacks affected her, kicking each of the little ice men into the pond to drink the cold water.

"That's too cruel." Douma looked at the little ice man who had fallen into the water with pity.

"Then aren't the things you do to other people cruel?"

With a face full of anger, Shinobu Kocho stabbed Doma in the cheek.

Doma easily grabbed the tip of the knife.

"Such a weak attack can't hurt me." Douma smiled casually at first, then said with pity, "I didn't do that to hurt them."

“Because everyone is afraid of death, I eat them, and they will live with me through eternity.” Douma clutched his chest, as if he could truly feel the feelings of the people he ate. “I accept the emotions, blood, and flesh of my believers, grant them salvation, and guide them to new heights.”

Everyone was shocked.

Is this guy... insane?

"That's not it!" the girl huddled to one side cried out tremblingly, "You're just killing them!"

“How could this be…” Douma looked sad, as if he had been hurt by the words, wiping away the tears from the corners of his eyes, “I just wanted everyone to be happy.”

Everyone felt a chill.

This guy... is absolutely disgusting.

Unlike the other ghosts I encountered, this guy seemed to genuinely believe he was doing the right thing and didn't think he had any problems at all.

Yu Zi didn't want to drag it out any longer. This guy was too good at talking, and the things he said were so infuriating that you couldn't help but argue with him.

But Yuko knew that arguing with him was pointless. This guy's brain was different from that of a normal ghost. He didn't have human emotions, and his biggest emotional fluctuation was limited to being told that he had no feelings.

A black fingernail cut her wrist, and a trickle of blood dripped down her wrist onto the floor.

Doma looked over in surprise. What was that doing?

He had no intelligence of his own.

This person enjoys faking human emotions, but won't do it randomly for no reason.

This indicates that Muzan did not share information with the other Upper Moons.

Pity.

If Kokushibo hadn't been with Muzan at the time, and if she had encountered him in the Infinity Castle, there's a chance she could have used this opportunity to kill him.

Yuko sighed inwardly and flicked the blood from her wrist toward Doma.

Each drop of blood condensed in mid-air into a fine needle, swiftly piercing towards Tongmo.

Doma dodged the blood-red ice spikes and looked back in surprise at the ice spikes embedded in the wall.

It's exactly the same as his Blood Demon Art.

However, she needs blood as a medium, while he can summon at will, ignoring space and medium.

"What a coincidence~" Douma smiled again.

"is it?"

Yu Zi's indifferent voice rang out.

This stirred a sense of unease in Doma. He quickly turned his head and discovered that, centered on Yuko, the blood dripping onto the floor was rapidly spreading in all directions.

Blood crystals gradually spread across the wooden planks and bridge, and even the pool water froze into ice.