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

Faced with Yuuko's Nichirin Blade slashing straight down, Muzan did not choose to dodge, but instead charged straight into it.

"Ah~ I want it so bad~" Muzan's eyes glowed red, and his mouth was drooling with thirst.

Muzan's body suddenly opened up with more than a dozen tentacles, like petals closing, trying to envelop Yuko.

But in the meantime, Yuuko's Nichirin Blade was about to sever Muzan's neck.

"This guy doesn't seem to have any intention of avoiding me?" Yu Zi's pupils contracted slightly.

She could probably understand Muzan's strategy of trading blows for blows, but her strike was aimed precisely at his neck!

Yuko thought that Muzan would at least have to spare some of his strength to hinder her attack.

Even Muzan couldn't simply ignore the severe injury to his neck.

Only a fool would stand there and let someone be beheaded!

Ikuko gritted her teeth.

Okay, okay, you want to eat her, right?

I'll chop off your head and see what you'll eat then!

puff~

The sound of the blade piercing flesh, a spurt of blood, and Muzan's neck being swiftly sliced ​​open like tofu, but the next moment, Yuko's expression suddenly changed.

Veins bulged on Muzan's face, a twisted smile playing on his lips. He braced his bones against the blade, cushioning the fall of his neck, which was now barely held together by skin and flesh.

"You think I didn't notice?" Muzan grinned menacingly. "The fact that your power has weakened."

"Look, the crimson blade has faded back."

Yuko knew perfectly well that the Crimson Blade could no longer be maintained, but what she didn't expect was that Muzan actually managed to withstand the attack solely based on his physical strength.

Before Yu Zi could react, the dozen or so tentacle whips bound her limbs one by one, and even her neck and stomach were instantly wrapped with fleshy whips, making it difficult for Yu Zi to breathe.

Yuko instinctively reached out with both hands, her fingernails digging into Muzan's fleshy whip, drawing blood.

At the same time, thorny barbs sprouted from the surface of the tentacle and pierced into Yuko's body.

The cells inside Muzan's body were constantly destroying Yuuko's cells, and the two were resisting each other, constantly wearing down their physical strength.

But in terms of physical exertion, Muzan ultimately won.

Yuko's strength waned, and soon her hands fell limply to her sides.

"Miss Yuko!" There were constant noises coming from behind. Muzan ignored the crowd approaching from behind and his mouth split open in an exaggerated way that no human could possibly do. It was as if a huge mouth had been torn open under his face, and only Muzan's original appearance could be vaguely seen.

A dense array of teeth appeared before Yuko's eyes. The enormous mouth, filled with ferocious teeth, emitted a foul stench and stretched towards Yuko, mixed with sticky saliva.

Yuko felt her scalp tingle and was so disgusted that goosebumps rose on her skin. Blood oozed from her body, and blood-red thorns bloomed from Yuko's body, trying to stop Muzan's actions.

Muzan continued tearing flesh apart without slowing down despite Ikuko's Blood Demon Art.

The grotesque maw looked as if it intended to swallow Yuko whole.

This scene made Kagaya Ubuyashiki and Tamayo, who were at the Demon Slayer Corps' base, take a deep breath.

"Stop him!"

The Demon Slayer Corps swordsmen hiding nearby charged out without hesitation at Yushiro's shout.

Their original mission was to use their negligible power to hold off Muzan when the Pillars could no longer hold on, thus giving the Pillars time to recover.

But this is the most critical moment.

Yushiro was sweating profusely; he knew this woman was a weakness!

You shouldn't have trusted her!

"Breathing of the Wind..."

"Breath of Flame..."

A myriad of sword shapes, like blooming flowers, slashed towards Muzan's body.

Muzan's emaciated figure visibly swelled up, with more flesh and blood overflowing from his body. He was no longer recognizable as a human.

The method of using flesh and blood to slow down the attacks worked. The attacks were like being stuck in a quagmire, and even the Pillars' attacks could not break through Muzan's defense immediately.

Yuko shifted her gaze and saw Shinobu's face, slightly contorted with anxiety, as she slashed at the tentacles binding her body with her slender Nichirin Blade.

Yuko wanted to respond, but even simple actions became difficult at this moment.

The loss of physical strength accelerated her mental breakdown.

This can't go on...

We can't let Muzan...

Looking at the disgusting tentacle near her mouth, with both her mind and body relaxed, Yuko had only one thought in her mind at this moment.

eat!

You eat me! I'll eat you too!

At this point, she didn't care about feeling disgusted... In fact, physiologically speaking, she was already drooling with desire.

Yuko lowered her head, used the last bit of strength to pull Muzan's flesh whip to her mouth, opened her mouth, and bit down on it with her sharp fangs.

Blood splattered everywhere, and the stench of blood instantly filled the nostrils.

To a demon, there is no difference between human flesh and demon flesh; it is acceptable for a powerful demon to devour a weaker demon to enhance its own strength.

The Bloodbath of the Twelve Ghost Months follows this process: the defeated ghosts are eaten by the victors and become nourishment for the stronger ones.

For Yuko, that one bite was like opening the door to a new world, leaving her completely bewildered.

Just as she had predicted, it was self-evident what would happen to a demon who had never eaten human flesh before, especially after hundreds of years of repression, when it finally tasted such a wonderful thing.

Yuko is about to lose control.

The fresh meat quickly converted into energy after being swallowed, and time seemed to stand still just as Muzan was about to devour Yuuko.

The next moment, countless crimson bursts suddenly from Yuko's body, like a gushing fountain of blood, rapidly engulfing all directions.

Blood flowed rapidly, submerging the shoe's surface. The Demon Slayer swordsman, lifting his foot in surprise, exclaimed, "Wow! What is this?"

In the center of the arena, Muzan stammered, unable to speak, his heart filled with horror.

I can't bite... I can't bite through it!

Despite her obvious discomfort with Yuko, she suddenly covered Muzan's mouth with one arm, preventing him from closing it.

Immediately afterwards, a great force descended upon Muzan, like an arm wrestling match, flipping his bulky body over and sending him crashing into a nearby building, smashing a large hole in it.

Yuko was thus able to break free from the tentacle and fall onto the ground in a muddy swamp filled with blood.

"Ha..." Yu Zi stood there, hunched over, wiping the blood from the corner of her mouth. She was still chewing on her food, and blood kept gushing out with each bite, mixed with saliva and impossible to wipe clean.

Seeing this, everyone's backs were soaked with sweat.