Reincarnation as Lower Rank Five in Demon Slayer

Muzan's idea was beautiful, but reality was cruel. The demon he longed to overcome the sunlight had already been obtained by Lee.

Moreover, Li Lei used this ability to overcome sunlight to perfect his life form and successfully eliminate his weakness of being afraid of sunlight.

So Muzan targeted the wrong person from the very beginning; Nezuko wasn't actually in the Demon Slayer Corps, but rather in Li Lei, whom he hadn't noticed.

On the battlefield between Kokushibo and Tanjuro, many pillars were broken.

Kokushibo, wielding a nearly ten-meter-long mutated samurai sword with numerous forks and many eyes, walked towards Tanjuro, who was kneeling on one knee.

At this moment, Kokushibo activated his second form and looked at Tanjuro, whom he had defeated, feeling a mix of emotions.

Even though he had defeated the swordsman who knew the Breathing of the Sun technique, he couldn't feel happy.

Yes! He knew from the beginning that he never wanted to defeat any Sun Breathing Technique; he wanted to defeat Yoriichi from hundreds of years ago.

"Compared to his swordsmanship, your sword-wielding speed is too slow, and your moves are not very standard. You are not worthy to be his successor."

Hearing Kokushibo belittle his swordsmanship, Tanjuro was neither angry nor annoyed. Instead, he struggled to his feet.

“I have never said that I am worthy of being Yoriichi’s successor, nor have I been proud of myself because I know the Breath of the Sun.”

"Before I encountered demons and joined the Demon Slayer Corps, this sword technique was a dance that my ancestors would offer to the gods every year."

Upon hearing Tanjuro's words, Kokushibo frowned, somewhat unable to understand what Tanjuro was trying to say.

"Are you mocking the Sun Breathing technique that I can't learn, which your ancestors regarded as an ordinary dance?"

"Yes! That's what I meant. You, a swordsman who can clearly breathe, are willing to become a ghost, not even as good as an ordinary person."

Tanjuro gripped his Nichirin Blade tightly, facing Kokushibo fearlessly, preparing for one last act of resistance.

"Since that's the case, I'll send you on your way now."

Kokushibo raised his long sword, which was covered in eyes, ready to deliver the final blow to Tanjuro.

"Stop, stop, stop! Don't do anything. I have something to say in the name of justice."

Li Lei appeared silently, running over with small, quick steps, calling out as he ran.

Kokushibo: "I'm tired of you being here all this time."

Tanjuro: "You demon, what have you done to Tanjiro and Nezuko?"

Seeing the two men's resentful eyes, Li Lei quickly slammed on the brakes. He didn't want to get into trouble and have them gang up on him.

Although the chances are slim, it's best to be cautious. I don't want to waste my time here with them.

"Wait, you two, don't be impulsive. I'm here to tell you some good news and some bad news."

Li Lei quickly calmed the two down.

Kokushibo: "Spit it out."

"The bad news is that Upper Moon Two, Doma, just passed away."

"Isn't this all your doing? And you still have the nerve to say that?" Kokushibo said with a look of disgust.

"The good news is that I killed him."

Upon hearing this, Heishi Mu's face turned ashen; he realized that Li Lei was playing a trick on him.

Tanjuro, standing nearby, looked completely bewildered. What was he saying? He couldn't understand a word he was saying. Upper Moon Two, Domo, was dead? What kind of bad news was that?

"Tired? What are you trying to achieve by saying that?"

"Nothing much, I'm just interested in Kokushibo-sensei's Upper Moon One position and want to try it out." Li Lei spoke with great confidence.

"Oh! Okay, if you can do it, then come on. I also want to see just how powerful your Blood Demon Art Flame is when you ambushed Doma."

The two auras clashed instantly, and the air was filled with their oppressive presence.

Li Lei slowly pulled a Nichirin Blade from his alternate dimension. Flames ignited on his arm and transmitted to the blade, instantly turning it a deep red.

"This is?"

Seeing the reddening blade of the Nichirin Blade in Li Lei's hand, Kokushibo's expression instantly turned serious.