A person in Japan, a sword that soars to immortality.

Yoshihara, Nakamachi.

People kept running in from inside, but upon seeing Taiichi and Sachi, they immediately huddled to either side as if they had seen a demon.

"The awe-inspiring presence brought by Senior Brother Shuxian is truly extraordinary."

Looking at the road that automatically parted from the crowd, Taiyi felt as if he were Moses parting the sea.

The only difference is that others lead people to find hope, while he goes to wrestle with the devil.

Unlike when facing cannibals or Rikutaro, he directly used the attribute conversion technique.

Edo Castle, especially Yoshiwara, was a place with a large population, including many high-ranking officials and nobles.

While unleashing a full-force attack might instantly kill a powerful opponent, the consequence is that one cannot precisely control the aftermath of the battle, inevitably harming innocent bystanders and causing panic.

Then I'll truly become a monster in this world. At that point, why would the Shogunate bother looking for some Paradise Island elixir of immortality? They might as well just slice me up.

The attribute conversion has a time limit. Once the time limit is over, although I can currently fight against a hundred or a thousand people, if there are more people, I will probably run out of energy.

Even if they didn't care about these things, the Hashira of the Demon Slayer Corps would still categorize themselves as demons, and they could forget about using breathing techniques.

Furthermore, with such a powerful individual suddenly appearing among humans, Muzan might just decide on a whim to turn him into a demon.

I definitely can't agree to that, but whether I can defeat Muzan is hard to say right now.

In the original story, the reason why the Demon Slayer Corps was able to defeat Muzan was that the highest damage output did not come from Tanjiro and his companions, but from Tamayo.

After ingesting the four poisons, Muzan was reduced to a pulp.

A hundred years ago, he was indeed no match for Yoriichi Tsugikuni, but demons can grow stronger by constantly eating people over time.

Some demons may have limited talents and their strength may reach its limit after consuming a certain amount, but Muzan is definitely not one of them.

Over three hundred years ago, Muzan split into more than 1800 pieces, of which more than 1500 were instantly cut off by Yoriichi Tsugikuni. If the two of them were to face off now...

Hmm, is it possible that I'll lose 300 yuan less?

"Yoriichi Tsugikuni's cultivation was probably limited by the era and methods, and he lacked a knowledge system of Qi cultivation. He relied purely on his physical body to autonomously absorb the Yang Qi, which is the essence of the sun."

"And the Qi of Qianyang can be transformed into the Five Elements and Five Qi, so people start by refining their bodies with the Five Qi and the Sun, so it's no problem for them to have the strongest physical body."

In the manga, when Yoriichi finally met Kokushibo, he looked very old, but his strength had not diminished at all. As for why he died, it was naturally because his lifespan had ended and his soul had dissipated.

But their physical body, in the realm of martial arts, has reached a level that can be described as a flawless true body.

My primary goal in fighting Shuxian today is to hone my swordsmanship and get a taste of the thrill of being surrounded.

Because of his extraordinary ability, he can perfectly replicate other people's swordsmanship, and even convert their strength and aura attributes, which is truly abnormal.

Fighting him alone is like fighting several people.

The second point is to have a clear and open mind.

While overwhelming an opponent may lead to victory, it cannot elevate one's will, or spiritual power. Only through a battle of equal strength, where life and death intersect, can one elevate their spirit and become stronger.

Having been at a disadvantage in our previous two encounters, I am determined to settle things today, hoping to clear my mind and rid myself of all inner demons.

To be the best in the world, one must naturally cultivate an invincible momentum!

As he pondered these thoughts, Taiyi's aura grew stronger and stronger, not from the flow of energy generated by his cultivation technique, but from the power of his heart and the changes in his soul.

......

The top floor of the Inamoto Building.

As the daimyo of Yoshiwara, the nearly four-story Inamoto-ro stands out from the other pleasure quarters.

At this moment, four figures stood on the very top of the house.

"Lord Kokushibo, I know you have a particular fondness for women's feet, so I specially commissioned these beautiful feet..."

Swish!

As if the cool moonlight were flowing through the world, Doma's chin disappeared in an instant.

“If you continue to speak recklessly, next time it will be your head that gets chopped off. Never forget the hierarchy and respect for superiors and inferiors, and the importance of respect for superiors and inferiors.”

"If you are dissatisfied, you are welcome to challenge me to a bloody battle."

Kokushibo acted as if he had never drawn his sword, his left hand still resting on the hilt, quietly watching Taiichi and Shugen about to meet at opposite ends of the street.

A decent human warrior; even in the Warring States period, he would have been a great general.

When Shugen committed the murder in the street, he had already sensed it and then went to the roof. Shortly after, Doma, who had come from Tama County, and the Gyutaro siblings also followed.

Kokushibo acknowledged Shugen's martial arts skills, and later learned from Daki that Shugen was not the samurai named Taiichi.

It wasn't his goal, so he wasn't very interested. But when Taiichi appeared at the other end of the long street, he immediately realized that this samurai was different from the others!

He couldn't quite put his finger on what was strange, but Kokushibo felt that Taiichi's ever-increasing aura made him feel as if he had returned to the Warring States period, to the bloody battlefield where he was fighting against the enemy.

"Such pure fighting spirit, who is he?"

Kokushibo's six eyes moved in unison with Taichi's steps.

"My lord, this is Yamada Asaemon Taichi."

Gyutaro and Daki answered in unison.

"So this is the man who will claim the title of the greatest samurai in the land?" Kokushibo slowly exhaled, thinking of the countless sword masters who have emerged since the Warring States period.

Some are called sword saints, some are called peerless, but none can be universally recognized as the best in the world.

As for why he didn't fight for this title, he was already a ghost, so why bother with human titles?

Even the greatest warrior in the world is subject to birth, aging, sickness, and death; he too dies in less than a hundred years.

If Muzan hadn't come to check, he wouldn't have actually paid much attention, because Upper Moon One and the other Upper Moons were not on the same level.

"Taiyi, if you fail, even if you don't die here, I will devour you."

"Become one with me, and through me, I will show you the true number one in the world."

As for why he didn't turn Taichi into a demon, Kokushibo glanced back at Doma and Gyutaro.

The three demons were squatting together, commenting on the corpse of a courtesan they had killed. Then, Douma broke off an arm for the two of them, but they both shook their heads, indicating that he should go first.

When Doma heard Kokushibo say that, his pupils suddenly contracted and he quickly stood up.

Then, his face flushed crimson, his seven-colored pupils seemed to ripple like a pool of spring water, and he asked Kokushibo in a trembling voice:

"Lord Kokushibo, what did you just say? Could you repeat it?"

Ok?

“I said if this samurai named Taiichi loses, I will devour him.”

"Ah~ this is, I'm worried~ could you please say it again?"

"..."

Kokushibo turned his head, took a deep breath, and ignored Doma, while silently chanting in his heart.

My lord, who are the people you have chosen...?

After cleaving another samurai in two, his entrails spilling onto the ground, Shugen seemed to sense something. Ignoring the samurai who had wet themselves and were kicking their legs on the ground, he swung his famous sword, Shinbutsu Kenmei, and then turned around.

The crowd under his gaze naturally parted to the sides, and naturally, Taiyi, slowly drawing his sword, also came into everyone's view.

"Brother Shuxian, so you chant scriptures every day just to help them pass on to the afterlife ahead of time?"

Taiichi's amused voice came from beside him, but Genji, who had come with Shugen, stepped forward, wanting to say something.

But before he could speak, Shu Xian brandished his knife from a distance, silencing him instantly.

"No need for further explanation, I have already sensed your determination, but I am acting on the orders of the town magistrate to restore order. If you defeat me, these samurai can be handed over to the fire bandits for disposal."

Shu Xian took out a white cloth from his pocket, wiped the blood and fat off the knife, and slowly said.

"Whether they live or die is none of my concern. I only care about one thing: whether you and I can fight to the bitter end today!"

【Dragon Tiger Style - Heavenly Burning Wheel!】

[Try One-Sword Style: Armor Slash!]

Ding!

boom!

Sparks flew everywhere, and a violent gust of air rose up instantly, blowing the blood and entrails flowing on the ground in all directions, as if pushing over mountains of corpses and overturning seas of blood!