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

Chapter 370 What kind of perfect creature is this?

From a distance, it looks like a silkworm cocoon, but upon closer inspection, you'll find that the cocoon is covered with wrinkles like veins, making it look more like a huge tumor that makes people feel physically uncomfortable.

The enormous tumor, connected to the surrounding high-rise buildings by flesh and blood, hung suspended in the air.

Yuko took a deep breath.

She's here, Muzan!

The source of this tragedy involving demons is the culprit named Muzan Kibutsuji.

It's finally going to end.

It felt like snot was about to get into her mouth, so Yuko quickly rolled up her sleeves and wiped away her snot and tears.

Luckily no one saw it, otherwise it would have been lost...

Yu Zi looked around and froze for a moment when she saw the figure sitting on a high platform in the distance, holding a pipa.

"...No, it's okay. At that distance, my eyes might not be able to see clearly," Yuko comforted herself.

The figure sitting on the high platform raised its head, revealing huge eyes.

There is only one enormous eyeball that takes up most of the face.

Ikuko: "..."

I must have seen it, those eyes are so big.

Yuko's heart sank, and she felt a murderous urge.

Nakime was completely unaware that she had been placed on Yuko's kill list, and Muzan's squeak, like that of a groundhog, echoed in her mind.

"Nakime! Stop her! Just a little bit more! Just a little bit more!!!"

"That bastard Kokushibo! He's ultimately utterly useless!"

They still retain human emotions! I was convinced by just a few words.

They even gave up the chance to overcome their neck problems.

I thought they were the most trustworthy, but they turned out to be nothing special!

hateful!

Damn it! ! !

None of them are reliable!

Following her boss's instructions, Nakime placed her fingers on the biwa and gently plucked the strings.

when!

A long, melodious pipa tune drifted far and wide.

boom……

A tremendous gust of wind swept in, and the tall building behind Yuko moved toward her.

Yuko jumped off the platform and ran towards Muzan's location.

Clang! Clang! Clang!

A series of doors unfolded beneath her feet, and Yuko, moving like a ghost, dodged them one by one, relentlessly closing in on Muzan.

when!

Another piercing sound of a pipa rang out, accompanied by the snapping of a string, and there was no place to stand.

Nakime stopped playing the zither, looked up, and her breath caught in her throat.

"Standing...in the air?" A surprised voice came from her mouth.

Yuko was seen stepping on the open ground, hovering in mid-air, and running towards Muzan between the tall buildings, as if an invisible heavenly path was supporting her body.

Nakime looked closely and then noticed the blood-red ice surface that resembled a platform beneath Ikuko's feet.

It's Blood Demon Art!!

Oh no! Lord Muzan!!!

Nakime plucked the strings again, and the sound resonated outwards.

Buildings and platforms suspended in mid-air flew towards Yuko.

Using her Blood Demon Art, Yuko nimbly leaped through the air, dodging one massive building after another.

She was somewhat surprised; if the Infinite City's power was only this, it didn't seem as strong as she had imagined.

Regardless, Yuko no longer cared about Narumi's matter. She traversed an enormous distance to reach the top of the fleshy tumor between the buildings.

Yuko took a deep breath, her Nichirin Blade slicing through her palm as she leaned forward.

"Snow Breathing - Pick-up Form - Shining Moon Under the Snow - Double Strike!!"

Two enormous red moons plummeted downwards.

Further away, Kanroji Mitsuri and Iguro Obanai, who had met up with Yushiro, looked in astonishment at the huge red moon that appeared in the sky.

Kanroji Mitsuri exclaimed, "That's... Miss Ikuko's sword form!"

"It seems we've found the right direction; Muzan is right there," Obanai Iguro said calmly.

Yushiro interrupted their conversation: "Hurry up! I don't know if that woman can hold on."

After saying that, the group headed towards the direction where the red moon had descended.

The people from Beiming Island, who were further away, also saw this scene and unconsciously quickened their pace.

The enormous, crimson moon, as large as a lunar disc, fell onto the massive tumor with a deafening roar and became embedded within it.

Such strong defense.

Her sword, amplified by the Blood Demon Art, failed to pierce the tumor.

Yu Zi frowned and looked directly at the huge tumor.

Because of the attack from the giant red moon, a large part of the tumor's surface was dented, and the blurry flesh and blood tissue inside could be vaguely seen.

Muzan is truly disgusting.

Yuko gripped her Nichirin Blade and crouched down, trying to see where Muzan was.

Suddenly, her ankles were grabbed by hands that emerged from the giant cocoon, pulling her back into the cocoon.

Yuko's heart tightened, and she gripped the Nichirin Blade tightly. Muzan's hand was pulled into the cocoon.

A foul stench assaulted her senses, and Yuko finally saw Muzan's appearance.

Muzan's appearance has changed drastically at this moment.

His hair turned gray, his upper body was exposed, and the suit jacket on his lower body was also eroded, replaced by flesh and blood that looked like a living organism.

Not only that, his limbs were completely covered in flesh and blood, and huge, ferocious mouths grew out.

Looking at her expression, she was filled with anger.

Muzan opened his mouth, about to speak, but Yuko spoke first.

"You're not wearing pants?"

Is the throbbing vein on Muzan's forehead the problem?

This woman is definitely not quite right in the head.

However, before Muzan could respond, Yuko drew her sword and slashed.

The space inside the tumor was very small, and there was very little room to hide, but Muzan still managed to react.

In terms of physical fitness, he is superior.

Muzan gripped his Nichirin Blade with a grim expression, then looked at Yuuko with the same gloom: "That piece of trash Kokushibo, even now he's still letting his emotions sway him."

Yu Zi's face darkened: "Really? With a boss like you, it's normal to be dissatisfied, isn't it?"

She pulled away the Nichirin Blade in her hand, and the blood on the blade quickly faded, revealing a crimson hue emerging from the hilt.

Muzan's pupils contracted slightly, and he cautiously released the blade.

At the same time, tendrils resembling intestines shot out from the tumor, attempting to block Yuko's movements.

The stench of slimy odor assaulted her senses, making Yuko dizzy.

This is it? And you dare call it a perfect being?

What kind of perfect creature could be so disgusting?

She's about to throw up, okay?

Drops of blood dripped from Yu Zi's palm, and soon, a layer of blood-red frost covered the base of the tumor, and the frost was spreading rapidly.

The tentacles that were moving were frozen and could not be controlled.

Muzan's face was terrifyingly gloomy.

From the perspective of Blood Demon Arts, he was suppressed.