"I'm out of air," Tokito Muichiro, trapped inside Gyokko's Water Prison Pot, had exhausted all his oxygen. His vision gradually blurred, becoming a dense black.
It hurts so much...
I'm sorry, Master... I'm about to die... Kotetsu, holding a small knife, tried to pierce the water prison from the outside. Muichiro had no hope for this; if even he couldn't pierce it, how could Kotetsu, an ordinary person, possibly do it?
Noticing the situation behind Kotetsu, Muichiro frantically slapped the water, urging him to watch his back.
Don't try to save him anymore!
Run!
Just as the fish monster's sharp pincers were about to pierce Kotetsu, a frosty white sword light flashed, killing all the fish monsters. At the same time, the water prison trapping Tokito Muichiro froze solid and then shattered into fragments.
Gasping for fresh air, Muichiro struggled to lift his gaze towards the person who had suddenly appeared. Who was this?
He seemed familiar.
"I'm late, my apologies," Yoizumi said, noticing Muichiro was covered in needles, which seemed to contain a toxin that paralyzed his body. Yoizumi knelt down and gently placed his left hand on Muichiro's shoulder.
Blood Demon Art: Rotation.
A gentle, glowing light appeared. Muichiro's consciousness, which had been dulled by hypoxia and the paralyzing toxin, gradually returned. His unfocused eyes stared blankly at the person in front of him.
So warm... it felt like being bathed in sunlight.
All physical discomfort was swept away.
"What's your name?" Muichiro asked.
"Yoizumi," Yoizumi replied. After finishing the treatment, he stood up, sensing the presence of a demon inside the wooden house ahead.
Another Upper Rank?
Why are Upper Ranks popping up one after another like rats lately?
One after another, endlessly.
"Tokito Muichiro, Mu of 'infinite,' right?" He was even younger than Tanjirou, yet already a Pillar.
Very impressive.
Mu of 'infinite'... A flicker of light suddenly crossed Muichiro's eyes. Someone else had once said the same thing... "Here we go," Yoizumi whispered.
Breath of Snow First Form: Falling Snow.
Charging in a straight line into the house, Gyokko, who was still jealous of Haganezuka Hotaru's intense focus, felt a chill down his spine.
"Swish!"
Only broke the pot?
Gyokko, who had transferred to another pot, felt a cold sweat trickle down his forehead. What was going on? Where did this guy come from?
Wait, golden hair and blue eyes, it's the demon Lord Muzan wants to eliminate!
Lucky!
If I kill him, Lord Muzan will surely favor me even more!
He had been cut on the back because he hadn't paid attention when a demon approached. Gyokko healed the wound on his back.
I won't be careless next time!
Yoizumi looked at the bizarre-looking demon in front of him, Upper Rank Five.
"You... are quite ugly," he said. It was the truth; facing that face, Yoizumi found it difficult to come up with any other words.
"Huh?!" Gyokko, who had been wearing a triumphant smile, heard Yoizumi's words and his already discordant face twisted further in anger. His pupils dilated, filled with red blood vessels.
"What do you know! This perfect appearance of Lord Gyokko is not something you monkeys can appreciate!"
Gyokko's shriveled little hand produced a porcelain pot.
"Die!"
Blood Demon Art: Octopus Pot... "Swish! Plop..."
He watched in astonishment as his arm was cut off without any warning.
Gritting his teeth, he teleported to a tree outside the house and regenerated his arm.
This is that invisible attack!
Isn't this cheating?
How do you guard against something you can't see?
Then I'll use this move!
Five hands appeared simultaneously, holding porcelain pots with mudfish patterns. From ten pots, a large number of mudfish poured out.
Blood Demon Art: Ten Thousand Gliding Mudfish!
As the name suggests, ten thousand mudfish with sharp teeth could bite an enemy until not even bones remained. Even if they were cut down by a nichirin blade, before turning to dust, they would emit highly poisonous body fluids. If absorbed, the victim would instantly turn into a pool of blood.
All the mudfish charged directly towards the wooden house.
Gyokko laughed, "With such a large area, how will you dodge!"
Yoizumi stood behind Haganezuka Hotaru, who was still focused on sharpening his nichirin blade. His Blood Demon Art: Instant Shadow couldn't carry people away, so he could only endure it.
Ten thousand mudfish even gnawed at the wooden house, sweeping through like a swarm of locusts.
Snow Breathing Third Form: Thousand Feathered Crane Snow!
Wielding his nichirin blade at high speed, countless frosty white sword slashes swept out. Thousands of white feathers, at the moment the mudfish entered, shredded them all into pieces. The liquid sprayed by the dissipating mudfish was detected by Yoizumi as highly poisonous.
He himself would be fine, but it wouldn't be good if Haganezuka Hotaru got any on him.
The Fourth Form could block most of it, the rest would have to be handled by himself... A large expanse of cloud-like mist suddenly appeared before Yoizumi's eyes. Muichiro, holding his mint-green nichirin blade, performed a high-speed spinning slash, blowing away all the toxins.
Mist Breathing Third Form: Scattering Mist Spray!
"Thank you, Tanjirou's big brother," Muichiro's usually indifferent expression finally softened.
He remembered everything. Why Tanjirou felt so familiar was because his father, like Tanjirou, had a pair of gentle crimson eyes.
Muichiro's 'Mu' was not the 'Mu' of uselessness, but the 'Mu' of infinity.
Those were the words his older brother had said before he died.
Ah... his heart was beating so fast. The words spoken by the evil demon that broke into their home kept repeating in his mind.
A life with no meaning even if alive?
What a joke?!
That Upper Rank Five tortured the Swordsmith like that, saying they were a waste of life even if they lived?
Beast!
Muichiro gripped the handy nichirin blade tightly. The nichirin blades they forged were precisely for slaying you demons!
He recalled the anger of that day, his entire body's blood boiling, his violently pounding heart felt as if it would burst out.
Yoizumi watched, wide-eyed, as a red mark, like a demon crest, suddenly appeared on Muichiro's face.
His heart was beating so fast, was he alright?
"Are you alright?"
"I'm fine, in fact, I've never felt better," Muichiro replied. What was this feeling? It was as if infinite power was continuously gushing out.
"What?!" Everything was blocked?
If Gyokko had feet, he probably would have stomped them in anger, biting his lip.
Blood Demon Art: Thousand Needle Fish Kill!
He summoned two goldfish, from whose mouths a large number of poisonous needles shot out.
Their movements were very fast. If they were hit, their nerves would be paralyzed, only then could he be sure to kill them!
Mist Breathing Second Form: Eight-Layered Mist!
The needles slowed down?
After easily deflecting all the sharp needles, Muichiro realized.
It wasn't that they slowed down, but that he had become faster!
Blood Demon Art: Instant Shadow!
Instantly moving behind Gyokko, Yoizumi swung his nichirin blade. Still, he couldn't cut off its head. Yoizumi wiped the blood from his blade. Did he only cut a little?
Gyokko teleported to another location and before he could even catch his breath, he was enveloped by a large cloud of mist. A light green sword shadow charged directly at his face.
Mist Breathing Fourth Form: Shifting Flow Slash!
He struck!
The moment Gyokko was struck, he shed his skin and escaped.
Muichiro looked down at the shed skin, then moved his gaze away in disgust.
Indeed, everything about this demon was disgusting.
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