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

Muzan, pinned to the bottom by the Demon Slayer Corps members, was rapidly calming down from his initial anxiety and fear, and his hideous face was now displaying an insanely maniacal smile.

If someone were to notice at this moment, they would discover that the flesh and blood within Muzan's body, which had stopped regenerating due to the embedding of the Himejima Gyoukai Kagami, began to grow rapidly again, engulfing the crimson broadsword within the flesh and blood. Only the chain that connected the broadsword and the meteor hammer remained hanging outside, and the flesh beneath was completely intact.

Although Gyomei Himejima's Crimson Blade was still embedded in his body, it could no longer pose a significant threat to Muzan as it had before.

Is this... overcoming the power of sunlight?

"Hahaha~" Muzan suddenly burst into laughter.

Everyone who heard this was terrified.

Can't this monster just leave this world peacefully?

Muzan's condition improved rapidly after overcoming the sunlight. Apart from the weakened physical strength and the effects of Tamayo's toxins, Muzan felt much more relaxed.

Back when Kokushibo and his group attacked the Swordsmith Village, Nakime and Kokushibo held off Ikuko at a crucial moment, trying to drag her into the Infinity Castle. That's when the Shura Blade was left behind by Ikuko.

After being accidentally left in the Infinity Castle and picked up by Muzan, Muzan understood the situation the moment he got his hands on it.

That was a demon blade forged from its own flesh and blood, the flesh and blood of a demon that had overcome the sunlight.

Without the slightest hesitation, Muzan bit into the sword.

But perhaps because the 'quantity' was insufficient, Muzan failed to overcome the sunlight after devouring and decomposing the demon blade made of flesh and blood. Despite his attempt, he was still hated by the sun.

If he had known that one thing could overcome the sunlight, he wouldn't have ended up in such a sorry state.

While thinking this, Muzan could hardly hide his joy and even took the initiative to remove the fleshy armor covering his body.

Everyone noticed that Muzan's body had shrunk and thought he was about to be completely destroyed by the sunlight.

By the time Muzan returned to human size, many people could no longer sense his presence.

"Did you make it?"

Zenitsu stood in the distance, watching the small hill gradually shrink, a sign that Muzan was slowly disappearing.

Yu Zi gave him a speechless look: "Don't you know that things often don't go as planned when you say them like that?"

This is what they mean by popping champagne at halftime, even though she also felt that Muzan couldn't possibly survive.

Yuko subconsciously turned to look at the sky, where a red sun had already risen, bringing a warm and cozy feeling.

Ghosts couldn't possibly survive in this kind of sunlight; this place has been destroyed in their battle, leaving nowhere to hide... That must be it, right?

A strange unease rose in Yu Zi's heart, and she turned around to try to calm herself down.

Muzan might have already been destroyed by sunlight.

As the saying goes, the things you worry about most are the things that are most likely to happen.

Just as Yuko turned to look at the small hill made up of everyone's bodies in the distance, an accident occurred.

The hill began to shake. At first, the shaking was not significant, but soon the entire hill began to shake violently, even throwing the swordsmen on it off.

"What happened?!" Tanjiro exclaimed in astonishment.

Are Mr. Shinazugawa and the others so overwhelmed by the pressure that they want to climb out?

Seeing that scene, Yuko's heart pounded, and uneasy thoughts ran rampant in her mind.

"Hey! What's going on?" Yuzui Tengen shouted, wondering why he had suddenly started struggling again.

With difficulty, Himejima Gyoumei twisted his neck; even with his robust physique, he couldn't move easily when pressed down like that.

He struggled to twist his neck to look.

The ones pressing down on Muzan from directly above were actually Shinazugawa Sanemi and Uzui Tengen, a few other strong individuals, while Kocho Shinobu and the others were pressing down on his limbs. Unbeknownst to them, Muzan had shrunk to the size of an ordinary person.

The intense struggle made Himejima Gyomei feel uneasy. He twisted his neck to look, but couldn't see anything.

If only I could have a complete grasp of this field.

Perhaps it was a combination of natural talent and hard work, but after a night of fierce fighting, a glimmer of light appeared before his eyes, fueled by the deep longing in Hisumiya Gyomei's heart.

That's not the light a blind person sees when they regain their sight.

The body of Muzan, who was pinned beneath him, came into view of Gyomei Himejima. When he saw Muzan's body clearly, his expression changed drastically.

……

Finally, the violent shaking slowly stopped.

"It's stopped." Tanjiro and Zenitsu breathed a sigh of relief.

However, in the instant they relaxed, a shockwave suddenly erupted from the dome.

A transparent shockwave emanated from the crowd, blasting apart the small mountain formed by the people.

The figures of everyone were sent flying backward like rag dolls, with the Demon Slayer Corps members at the very top even being flung ten meters into the air, causing cracks to appear on the ice surface.

In that brief moment, Tanjiro and Zenitsu's expressions changed from relaxed to serious, and finally to shocked.

Yuko, inevitably, had her pupils shrink to the size of pinpoints as she stared straight ahead.

Can't understand...

How can it be……

Muzan Kibutsuji was basking in the sunlight with his arms outstretched and his eyes closed, looking completely blissful.

……

"How is this possible!" Tamayo exclaimed in disbelief at the Demon Slayer Corps headquarters.

Beside her, the Ubuyashiki couple's expressions were far from calm.

……

"How is this possible?" Tanjiro was utterly shocked.

Muzan overcame sunlight? How did he do that?

But there was no time for them to be shocked. Under Muzan's attack, the swordsmen were all struck hard and fell to the ground, motionless.

Tanjiro quickly looked at their bodies and thankfully they were only knocked unconscious.

"Mr. Beimingyu! Mr. Beimingyu!"

On the other side, Kanae's shouts attracted everyone's attention.

Tanjiro looked in the direction of the sound and saw Kanae kneeling in front of Himejima Gyomei. Himejima Gyomei was lying on the ice with his arms hanging down to the side, his whole body covered in blood, and blood was oozing out.

"Hang in there, Mr. Himejima." Kanae frantically reached into her pocket for the medicine.

The injury was too serious.

"What exactly happened?" Uzui Tengen shifted his gaze from Himejima Gyomei to Muzan, who appeared unharmed under the sunlight.

All he knew was that someone had suddenly pulled him and Sanemi Shinazugawa apart, and that force must have been from Gyomei Himejima. Then... then Muzan unleashed his power, and under that powerful shockwave, they were instantly pushed away without any strength to resist.

"Why...why didn't it work?" A swordsman lay trembling on the ice, looking at Muzan with despair in his eyes.

The sun has already risen.

Muzan breathed deeply into the sun with a look of contentment on his face. The hideous scars on his body, left by Yoriichi over hundreds of years, were slowly healing under the sunlight.

So this is what sunbathing feels like. He had forgotten all about it. It really is... intoxicatingly comfortable.

Muzan stroked the slowly disappearing scars on his body with blissful delight.