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Yamabuki Hanajin and Kibutsuji Muzan stared at each other through a door.

"Why is there a monk in the Kamado family? He wasn't mentioned in the intelligence. Could the intelligence be wrong?" Muzan Kibutsuji stared at Hanajin Yamabuki, his eyes filled with displeasure.

Looking at Muzan Kibutsuji dressed like this, Yamabuki Hanajin suddenly thought of a very important question.

Is Muzan simply dressed as a girl? Or has his entire body structure become that of a girl?

I'm curious!

In order to verify his identity, Yamabuki Hanajin decided to sacrifice himself, reaching out to grab Kibutsuji Muzan's chest and squeezing it hard twice!

Muzan's expression turned extremely strange as he stiffly looked up at the monk in front of him.

"Hmm... this feel... it must be real! Not bad, not bad! This trip was worthwhile!" Yamabuki Hanajin muttered to himself.

Unexpectedly, Muzan not only dressed up as a young girl, but actually became a girl.

Muzan used to be a courtesan in a brothel. I wonder if he would work diligently when customers came!

Yamabuki Hanajin's mind wandered to all sorts of fantasies, and she pinched the hand twice more!

The feel of this is really great; it perfectly captures the budding beauty of a thirteen or fourteen-year-old girl.

Muzan stared intently at Yamabuki Hanajin, as if he were looking at a dead man.

"Where did this monk come from? Never mind, according to intelligence, the last person who could use Sun Breathing is dead. No one in this world can pose a threat to me! Let's kill them all!" Muzan Kibutsuji suddenly laughed. Why should he get angry with food? With just a wave of his hand, the monk in front of him would instantly turn into mincemeat.

Thinking of this, Muzan Kibutsuji raised his hand and slashed at Hanajin Yamabuki's neck.

As a demon king who has lived for over a thousand years, Muzan Kibutsuji is very clear about his abilities, which can be simply summarized in two words: invincible.

Apart from Yoriichi Tsugikuni from a thousand years ago, no one could pose a threat to him.

But the mortal body of Tsugikuni Yorimitsu had long been obliterated by the river of time, while he himself was still alive.

The hand chop instantly struck Yamabuki Hanajin's neck, and the powerful impact destroyed half of the house.

The already impoverished life of the Kamado family was further exacerbated by this.

broken.

Kibutsuji Muzan looked up and glared at the lecherous monk in front of him, and then it broke!

However, it wasn't the monk's head that was severed, but his own hand.

The other party did nothing and let me attack them, but my hand was still broken by the shock!

This is illogical! How could a mortal human body possibly fight against itself? The Demon King Muzan Kibutsuji's mind went blank.

He couldn't understand what was happening. Why was the monk's head still on his neck? Why was he staring at him with those annoying, dead-fish eyes? Why was he still standing there talking to him?

"He's so cute, he must be a boy, right?" Yamabuki Hanajin muttered to himself.

Muzan Kibutsuji's arm emitted a strange sound, and the broken bones instantly healed.

"Who exactly are you?" Muzan Kibutsuji stared coldly at Hanajin Yamabuki.

“You can call me Saitama. I’m a hero, no, a high monk, who’s just doing this for fun. Did you just punch me with your little fist? My neck’s been a bit stiff lately, could you massage it for me again?” Yamabuki Hanajin stretched out his neck.

He wasn't lying; he woke up with a stiff neck today, and it was indeed a bit tight.

Ms. Muzan's strength is perfect for a massage, oh! I forgot, someone this cute is obviously a boy.

A provocation? Is this a provocation against him? Muzan Kibutsuji's expression grew increasingly grim. Although he vaguely sensed danger, he would never give up the opportunity to annihilate the Kamado family.

"Alright! Since that's the case, stretch out your neck! I'll give you a good massage!" Muzan Kibutsuji revealed his sharp claws. Not to mention mortal flesh, even the hardest metal in the world could not possibly stop his claws.

In an instant, the claws extended half a foot and slashed at Yamabuki Hanajin's neck.

The blast wave split the houses behind them in two.

The Kamado family originally thought the monk was just there to freeload, but they never expected that a real evil spirit would come to claim their lives.

The kitchen mallow tree sheltered its children, who trembled in the room, wondering if the master could withstand the strain.

A slight pain came from Muzan Kibutsuji's fingertips. The Demon King looked down and saw that his fingernails were broken.

"Huh? Why is it only once? Keep going!" Yamabuki Hanajin turned her stiff neck.

Muzan Kibutsuji's forehead veins bulged, and his body began to swell, instantly losing his cute girl appearance and transforming into a monster made of muscles.

Who exactly is this monk? Is he using breathing techniques? Can breathing techniques reach this level?

Could it be that they're not from the Demon Slayer Corps? Is there some organization in this world more terrifying than the Demon Slayer Corps?

Never mind, let's kill the monk in front of us first!

Muzan Kibutsuji unleashed his strongest attack, relentlessly assaulting the bald man's head.

Harder than superalloy, it was stabbed directly at the back of Yamabuki Hanajin's head, but the result was that the indestructible fingernails broke one by one.

At this moment, Muzan Kibutsuji suddenly realized that this was not human at all.

Human bodies could never reach this level! Could it be that the other party is also a ghost? Just a different species?

Seeing his fingernails sparking as he scraped against the other man's bald head, Muzan Kibutsuji had no other choice.

"Why did you stop playing? Are you tired? Perfect timing, I have something to ask you." Yamabuki Hanajin said in a serious tone, "I want to know if you had XX when you turned into a girl?"

"Huh?" The Ghost King was completely bewildered.

"Didn't you understand? Did you have XX when you turned into a girl?" Yamabuki Hanajin asked again.

He was just curious; he didn't mean anything by it.

"you wanna die!"

"Sigh! Kids can't take a joke. Let me ask you a different question. Have you ever heard of a punch that falls from the sky? No? Then I'll demonstrate it for you: Great Mighty Heavenly Dragon (a normal punch)!"

Chapter 11: The River of Three Crossings is Waving to You

At this moment, the Demon King Muzan Kibutsuji felt very happy.

There was no fear, no sadness, and my whole body felt warm.

The sun shines brightly in the sky, and flowers bloom underfoot.

The river babbled softly, and the fragrance of flowers drifted on the breeze.

Kibutsuji Muzan had forgotten how long it had been since he had seen the sun!

did not expect……

Wait, why am I able to sunbathe?

Doesn't it mean I'll turn to ash if I see the sun?

Where am I? Wasn't I just fighting with a bald guy?

How did I end up in a place I don't recognize?

Muzan Kibutsuji looked at this blissful place in front of him and couldn't understand it.

Just then, someone in the distance was waving at him.

That was someone Muzan Kibutsuji knew very well.

Those were his parents, whom he had killed with his own hands.

At this moment, the parents' faces were filled with sunny and happy smiles.

"Come on! Come on! Once you cross the river, all your troubles and pain will disappear! Come on! Come on!"

Kibutsuji Muzan felt increasingly uneasy.

Suddenly, he saw a monument standing by the river.

The words "Sanzu River" are written on it.

"Me? I'm dead???" Muzan Kibutsuji was completely dumbfounded.

He only remembered the monk shouting "Great Mighty Heavenly Dragon" at him, and then what happened? He couldn't remember.

"Wait! What was the point of struggling in darkness for a thousand years? Wasn't it to one day overcome the sunlight and live forever in this world? How could I die so easily? I can't die! I absolutely can't die! I'm not going to the River of Three Crossings, I'm going back to the human world!" Muzan Kibutsuji shouted wildly.

In an instant, the surrounding environment changed from warm and cozy to eerie and terrifying!

The flowers at his feet turned into withered grass, his parents who were waving to him turned into bones, the clear river turned into foul sewage, and the bottom of the river was full of rotting corpses!

This is what makes a place where someone dies unjustly.

"I don't want to die! I've finally lived for a thousand years, finally gotten rid of this sickly body, how could I be killed by a bald guy with one punch? I absolutely won't die!!!"

The land of the unjustly killed before their eyes collapsed instantly, like shattered glass, turning into butterflies that flew into the sky.

Muzan Kibutsuji's consciousness finally returned to the human world.

The mountain is still the same mountain, the snow is still the same snow, and the bald man is still the same bald man.

Kibutsuji Muzan laughed maniacally, "As expected, I'm not that easy to kill."

But he found that he couldn't laugh out loud, and he couldn't even do something as simple as moving a finger.

Because he discovered that his upper body was covered in bullet holes!

It wasn't like being smashed into many pieces, but rather being punched into countless fragments!

There may be thousands or tens of thousands of fragments scattered across this land.

Only his lower body remained standing, swaying back and forth.

And that bald guy was still in the punching stance.

One punch!

How could one punch have done this to me?

Who exactly is this bald guy?

"Move! My body, move faster! I finally made it back from the Land of the Dead, how can I die at the hands of this bald guy?" Muzan Kibutsuji used his steely will to control every cell in his body.

These cells sensed the Ghost King's will and began to rapidly coalesce.

Finally, it barely coalesced into a human shape and was pieced together with the lower body.

An overwhelming sense of fear welled up in Muzan Kibutsuji's heart.

When was the last time I was this scared?

A thousand years ago? He himself vowed to kill Yoriichi Tsugikuni.

Then it was instantly chopped into eighteen pieces!

This time it's even more outrageous!

This bald man's strength is many times more terrifying than Yoriichi Tsugikuni's!

Where did these monsters come from?

I'm only a little over a thousand years old! I just want to live! What did I do wrong?

Yamabuki Hanakami tilted her head slightly.

"Still alive? Then I'll throw another punch!" Yamabuki Hanajin gently raised his fist.

Kibutsuji Muzan stared blankly at Yamabuki Hanajin.

Despair? Fear? Bewilderment?

Even if all the words in the world were put together, they wouldn't be enough to describe Muzan Kibutsuji's current mood.

Without the slightest hesitation, Muzan Kibutsuji used the same trick again, his complete body instantly splitting into tens of millions of cells, which drifted away in different directions with the mountain wind.

Even if I only have one cell left, I will do everything I can to survive. In short, if this bald guy punches me again, I will really die!

"You audacious monster! I can tell you're not human at first glance! Move the mountain (seriously punches)."

Muzan Kibutsuji never saw the sun again after he turned twenty.

But at this moment, Yamabuki Hanakami's fist was a hundred times hotter than the sun!

In an instant, most of Muzan Kibutsuji's cells, along with the mountain in front of him, vanished from this world forever!

The dark clouds in the sky were blasted away by a punch, revealing the soft moonlight.