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

The group made their decision quickly. Almost at the same time that Yuzui Tianyuan stood in front of them, before they could even finish speaking, they subconsciously chose to follow Yuzui Tianyuan's lead, abandoning their initial desire to avoid his sharp edge.

But the enemy they face is not the kind of weak one that would give them a chance to rearrange their forces.

Before they could even form a formation, Muzan's blurry figure had already swept in front of them.

No one knew better than Muzan that opportunities are fleeting; if he had been even a fraction slower when he fled back then, he would have been hacked to pieces by that monster.

And this decision did indeed have the desired effect.

Because of that subconscious judgment, the others failed to prepare for a head-on confrontation with Muzan as quickly as Uzui Tengen had done.

As a result, even a defensive formation consisting of more than ten Marked Pillars failed to intercept Muzan's offensive.

Muzan was like an octopus monster, his tentacles and arms, which had transformed into flesh-colored whips, crackled and lashed out in all directions.

Yuzui Tengen stood at the very front, and seeing this scene made his scalp tingle.

Can he stop him?

But the next moment, the body prioritized the brain in making the decision.

Uzui Tengen raised his Nichirin Blade and slashed at Muzan.

"Sound Breathing - Fourth Form - Resounding Slash Without End!"

He wanted to prove that the Sound Breathing technique was not a waste!

Although he himself doesn't seem to realize that he's the one who's bad at cooking.

Uzui Tengen swung his twin swords at Muzan. He knew he couldn't keep up with Muzan's speed, so he deliberately caused the special material of the swords to explode by colliding the blades.

The blast of wind briefly affected the direction of the whip's strike, causing a slight deviation, but for the numerous tentacles, the impact was not as significant as expected.

Call ~

boom!

Muzan's hands transformed into fleshy whips that whistled past, creating sonic booms in mid-air before lashing straight at the group, threatening to cleave them in two with a single blow.

Muzan was more focused than ever before, releasing all his strength without holding back.

Uzui Tengen forcibly held the Nichirin Blade to his side, attempting to use his body weight to block Muzan's attack.

However, when the demon's flesh whip collided with the blade of the Nichirin Blade, it was not cut off directly, but instead made a metallic clang as the blade struck the hard object.

"Cough..." Yuzui Tengen's abdomen was deformed by the pressure of the blade's back, and he involuntarily coughed up a mouthful of blood before being sent flying by the enormous force.

Beimingyu Xingming approached, swinging his thick chains with a clanging sound.

"Get out of my way!" Muzan said with a dark face, and with a backhand whip, he slashed back at Gyomei Himejima.

At this moment, he had no interest in wasting time with this bunch of good-for-nothings.

The long whip extended from his body, forming a forbidden zone-like area several meters around him. The surrounding earth was constantly scraped and collapsed, cracking open with long lines.

As the powerful attack swept past, everyone drew their Nichirin Blades to meet it. In the clash of weapons, everyone's expression suddenly changed.

So heavy! So fast!!!

Compared to the previous fight, the difference in strength was like that between an adult and a child.

Because of the hasty response, the group, who had lost their footing, felt their hands crack open from the shock and were swept away.

Muzan used every ounce of his strength to break through the crowd's blockade at an astonishing speed, heading straight for Yuko behind them.

Yuko was so hungry that she felt dizzy. A gust of wind rushed towards her, and she suddenly looked up and saw everyone flying away. Muzan was like a madman, charging straight towards her.

How the hell are you guys so bad?!

There were over a dozen people! And they couldn't stop a single one?!

Yuko understood something from Muzan's crazed expression.

Was discovered.

Muzan eventually discovered her slacking off.

Perhaps the others' suppression wasn't strong enough, giving Muzan time to think, or perhaps Muzan was just naturally clever, or perhaps Muzan simply noticed her unusual behavior by chance.

But no matter what, Muzan has arrived.

Yuko raised her Nichirin Blade high and made a powerful slashing motion.

She took a step forward, and her right hand wielded the Nichirin Blade, bringing it down sharply.

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

As he flipped over, the Shura Blade in his left hand, which had been raised at some point, also fell down.

Two jade-like slashes, one large and one small, one red and one white, intertwined, the red one vertical and the white one horizontal, creating a vertical effect that looked like a cross slash from a distance.

The dual-wielding style of swordsmanship results in a much faster and more imposing slash compared to a single-sword strike.

However, without anyone to restrain him, and with Yuko in poor condition, Muzan had no intention of confronting the attack head-on. He used several long whips as a sacrifice to forcefully move his body away from the attack.

Yuko gritted her teeth, showing no intention of getting close to Muzan.

"Blood Demon Art: Thorn Blossoms!"

On the ground, the blood that Yuko had been covered in had sprouted into thorny vines that grew in Muzan's path, blocking his way.

Muzan ignored the damage the thorns caused him and forced his way through.

Thorny vines left jagged gashes on his body, but Muzan's speed showed no signs of slowing down until one of the vines successfully grabbed Muzan's legs, which were moving at high speed.

With his feet firmly planted, Muzan was thrown forward as thorny vines rapidly spread out, overwhelming him and gradually shrinking his living space like a cage.

A short while later, a round cage overgrown with thorns appeared before everyone's eyes.

"Can they be trapped?" The people who got up from the ground couldn't help but wonder when they saw this scene.

Yuko showed no joy at having trapped Muzan, knowing that the Blood Demon Art was not strong enough to limit Muzan's power.

So after trapping Muzan, they charged towards him instead of retreating.

Simply running away won't solve the problem.

boom!

After being suppressed for a few seconds, the blood-red cage shattered, and Muzan escaped from it.

When the crowd noticed the cracks in the cage, they sensed something was wrong and chased after Muzan.

But Muzan, who had escaped, ignored the people behind him and fixed his gaze on Yuko.

To Wu Can's surprise, this woman actually took the initiative to come closer to him.

By the time Muzan broke free of the cage and could see clearly, Yuko was already standing in front of him.

Muzan showed no sign of panic at Ikuko's approach; instead, he was filled with boundless joy.

"You really want to devour me?" Yuko narrowed her eyes and slashed her Nichirin Blade down at Muzan.