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

Chapter 341 Fierce Battle with Doma

It's frozen?

Interesting, is he trying to compete with his Blood Demon Art?

Douma was unaware of the strangeness of the situation. He waved his golden iron fan, and one by one, the little ice figures ran to the edge of the wooden bridge and exhaled cold air downwards.

Kaka...

A chill covered the surface of the pool, spreading rapidly toward the crimson area.

Suddenly, a faint, unusual sound came from behind him. Doma subconsciously turned around and saw that the blood nail that had been nailed to the wall had turned into blood and was flowing down the wall.

Blood-red lines spread across the floor, like tree roots.

"What do you mean?" Douma instinctively took two steps back, and his peripheral vision caught a glimpse of the scene in the pond, causing him to be slightly taken aback.

His Blood Demon Art... was suppressed.

In the center of the pond, the red blood ice collided with the blue and white ice blocks. With almost no resistance, the crimson color continued to spread, soon covering the entire room.

Doma had a premonition that if the ice blocks took up the entire room, he would have nowhere to go.

Thinking of this, Tong Mo waved his iron fan expressionlessly, and crystal-clear ice flowers flew out from between the folding fan. The little ice figures rushed down into the pond to try to stop the advance of the blood ice.

However, something unexpected happened to Douma. As soon as the little ice figure touched the blood ice, its light blue body quickly turned red. It lost contact with him and stood there for a while before turning around and launching an attack.

It's been transformed!

Doma was surprised as he dodged the expected attacks. These little ice figures were still using his Blood Demon Art, only now the Blood Demon Art was manifested in a blood-red form.

Surprisingly.

His Blood Demon Arts were completely suppressed.

Is this what the woman's Blood Demon Art is like?

Doma couldn't help but let out a question, as this seemed to differ considerably from the information Muzan-sama had given him.

Without giving him any more time to think, the blood-red lines on the floor behind him flowed through the wooden bridge into the pond, making the whole room seem to be dyed blood-red.

"This is getting a bit tricky." Douma looked around, pondering possible solutions.

In battles between ghosts, unless the difference in strength is particularly great, it's not so easy to determine a winner.

But the opponent can use the Nichirin Blade, plus these Demon Slayer members, which means he is at a disadvantage on one side.

This is really troublesome; as a demon, he can actually use a Nichirin Blade.

Well, never mind...

Calculating the time, it should be almost there.

The true purpose of his Blood Demon Arts...

In the previous exchange, most of the Demon Slayer Corps swordsmen were tainted by his Blood Demon Art.

It is a lethal ability designed to target humans.

Doma's narrow eyes narrowed into a straight line.

Although it's a bit of a shame, let's retreat for now. I believe Muzan-sama will understand.

sudden.

As he stepped into the pond, the blood-red ice suddenly shattered, and crystal chains, seemingly stained with blood, shot straight toward his ankles.

Does it have the ability to shape?

Douma thought to himself, "Just as I thought," and quickly dodged to the side.

Not knowing the consequences of being captured by this thing, Doma didn't want to risk it.

The butterfly sisters didn't stop either, frequently launching joint attacks that forced Doma to flee in disarray.

"Just right."

In the midst of the dodge, Doma retaliated with his Blood Demon Art, and the slivers of icy mist were unknowingly inhaled into the lungs of everyone.

……

it's wired……

The toxin took longer to take effect than he had imagined.

Logically, anyone who inhales this icy fog should immediately experience breathing problems.

Even if one tries to conceal it, their breathing simply cannot keep up with such intense movements.

However, in his observation, the frequency and strength of these people's attacks did not decrease at all.

"What are you surprised about?"

While Doma was slightly taken aback by the unexpected turn of events, Ikuko had already stood behind him, holding the crimson sword.

"not good!"

A bead of cold sweat trickled down Doma's forehead. Turning back now would definitely mean certain death!

At this point, the only way to break the deadlock that I could think of was...

"Blood Demon Art - Mist Ice - Water Lily Bodhisattva".

A colossal ice bodhisattva rose from beneath Doma's feet, narrowly avoiding Yuko's slash. The slash shattered much of the ice bodhisattva's body, but it was ultimately blocked.

The Ice Bodhisattva had only revealed its upper body when it broke through the height of the room, causing the ceiling above its head to crack.

"That was close..." Standing on the lotus flower on the Ice Bodhisattva's shoulder, Doma looked down with a face full of embarrassment.

He was just a hair's breadth away from dying.

He wasn't sure if he could achieve the same level of immortality as Akaza, where one's head is severed but one doesn't die.

"One more minute."

The lightning-fast exchange just now happened in less than two minutes, and Yuko raised her head expressionlessly.

Body shape doesn't mean anything; in fact, it can easily expose one's flaws.

By this time, Doma had already noticed something was wrong.

In his haste, he hadn't had time to think much before, but now that the Blood Demon Technique had been formed, he noticed that the Bodhisattva's body, which was connected to the ground, had sunk into the blood-red ice of the pond.

A streak of red light rose straight up along the Bodhisattva's tall body.

Is it going to be eroded again?

What a joke.

He felt that his abilities were completely suppressed, with no chance to struggle.

Looking back now, the reason those children's breathing wasn't affected was probably because of the blood ice there.

Doma pondered to himself, increasingly feeling that Ikuko's Blood Demon Art was too much of a counter to him.

"Yuko, are you alright?" Shinobu Kocho ran over from a distance and asked with concern when she saw Yuko being swept away by the Ice Bodhisattva.

“It’s nothing.” Yu Zi shook her head, a cold glint flashing in her eyes as she looked at the several-meter-tall ice bodhisattva. “Chop it into pieces.”

"Step back a bit." Yu Zi gestured to the three of them and took a few steps back.

She had no intention of waiting for the blood to erode the Bodhisattva.

The battle is about to begin.

Upon hearing this, the butterfly sisters chose to believe her and retreated to the girl's side, remaining on guard.

Yuko took a deep breath, and her clear vision unfolded completely before her eyes. Carrying her Nichirin Blade, she stepped onto the Ice Bodhisattva and headed towards Doma.

Douma, of course, could not let her get close, and commanded the Ice Bodhisattva to slap Yuko hard.

Kaka~

Before long, the pressing palm cracked open with spiderweb-like patterns, and a snow-white slash covered with a little blood rushed straight towards Tongma's head.

Without relying on the power of Blood Demon Art, but merely using the abilities of a demon, the breathing technique showed a tendency to change color.

Tongmo felt a chill run down his spine and quickly jumped off the ice lotus.

Sure enough, the moment he stood up, Yu Zi slashed at the ice lotus with her sword, smashing it to pieces.

"Snow Breathing - Thirteenth Form - Peak Silver Slash".

Without giving Doma a chance to catch his breath, Yuko stood on the broken ice lotus, and sharp, blood-tinged, snow-white slashes shot into the air.