Reincarnation as Lower Rank Five in Demon Slayer

A slash accompanied by several crescent blades came at great speed, heading straight for Giyu Tomioka. Despite Tanjuro's warning, Giyu Tomioka was able to dodge the attack.

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Tanjuro immediately used the Breath of the Sun to shield Giyu Tomioka from a fatal attack.

"Huh - so dangerous!"

Tanjuro said with relief.

Giyu Tomioka, who had survived the ordeal, immediately wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

"What was that just now? He almost died."

Just as Giyu was feeling relieved, a figure walked over with steady steps, carrying a sheathed katana at his waist and dressed in the attire of a samurai from the Warring States period.

The newcomer was none other than Kokushibo, the strongest Upper Moon One among the Twelve Demon Moons. Kokushibo stopped a short distance from Giyu and Tanjuro, his eyes fixed intently on Tanjuro.

“The breath of that day has actually left its mark on the world, and even his earrings have been passed down.”

"Fine, let me see how strong you are after learning the Breath of Another Day, and whether you are worthy to be his successor."

As he spoke, Kokushibo drew the sword from his waist, held it horizontally in front of him, and the aura of a powerful warrior erupted from his body, his muscles beginning to gather strength.

Tanjuro: "Sun Breathing? What is that? I've never heard of it before."

"The legendary first breathing technique of the Demon Slayer Corps, Sun Breathing, is rumored to be able to kill the Demon King Muzan. Hasn't it been lost for hundreds of years?"

"How could there be such a thing here? He must have misheard."

Upon hearing the demon opposite him say that the man beside him knew the long-lost Sun Breathing technique, Giyu was immediately startled.

No? He just came out tonight to kill some ghosts in the neighborhood, how did he run into Upper Moon demons, and two of them at once?

Even the Sun Breathing technique, which had been lost in the Demon Slayer Corps for a long time, jumped out, as if to make up the number of people to play mahjong!

I didn't check the almanac before going out; today is truly an eerie day.

"Half-Tengu, how long are you going to lie there pretending to be dead? Get up and deal with the pillar on the other side."

Kokushibo kicked the decapitated half-heaven dog's corpse, his tone very impatient.

"Lord Kokushibo, please don't be angry. I'll get up right away."

The severed head of the half-dog spoke, and then the headless body rose up and absorbed the severed head with its hands. Its form immediately changed, and after a series of wriggling movements, its body transformed into a head with two horns, and a circular wooden ring carrying four small drums of joy, anger, sorrow and happiness connected in a circle on its back.

The two eyes were marked with the characters "Upward" and "Four." Hate Breaker, the strongest clone of Half-Heaven Dog, has appeared.

Tanjuro looked at the monster whose form had drastically changed into that of a boy, with the same little figure in its heart as before.

It seems my guess was right; the little figure in the heart is the weakness of this monster called Hantengu.

"Not dead? I clearly cut his neck off." Giyuu, who had sensed something was wrong from the beginning, felt a sense of despair as he watched Hantengu ignore the severed head and get up.

"Half-Tengu, clean up the area around here."

Kokushibo gave the order to Zōhaten.

"boom--"

Obeying orders, Zeng Potian raised his hand and instantly struck the small drum behind him.

"Blood Demon Art: The Tree of Incessant Karma".

As the drums sounded, several legless wooden dragons sprang up from beneath and around Zeng Potian's feet.

They attacked Tanjiro's family's house with a specific purpose in mind.

"Oh no! Tanjiro, get out of the way!"

Seeing this scene, Tanjuro, who was desperately trying to defend against the wooden dragon's attack, became anxious.

With a loud bang, the wooden dragon charged forward and smashed through Tanjiro's house. Fortunately, Tanjiro managed to save his younger siblings and mother before the wooden dragon arrived. However, Nezuko, who had been transformed into a demon, was buried under the rubble.

"Nezuko! Hang in there!"

Tanjiro frantically dug through the rubble of the house. He wanted to dig out Nezuko, who was buried there.

"Insert—"

A hand emerged from the chest of the half-dog, holding the half-dog's heart.

The injured Hantengu felt the demon blood flowing wildly towards the arm in his chest. He turned around with difficulty and saw a face he never expected.

"Lord Muzan, why is it you?"

"Hehe, guess!"

Muzan's face was full of smiles.

"No—you are not Lord Muzan, who are you?"

Li Lei, wearing Muzan's face, did not answer Hantengu's question. Instead, he looked at Kokushibo, who was about to slash towards them.

"Kuroshibo, no—it should be Master, it's been a long time."

Kokushibo: "Rei, what are you doing? Stop right now."

"What for? To become stronger, of course."

Upon hearing Heishibo's question, Li Lei transformed back into his original form and smiled innocently.