After sending Tanjiro away, Kagaya Ubuyashiki looked toward Xia Feng.
"Mr. Xia Feng, you have killed an Upper Rank. Muzan will definitely react."
Xia Feng curled his lips.
"When you owe too many debts, you stop worrying about them."
Hearing that, several Hashira couldn't help wanting to laugh—yet they also felt a little jealous.
They had trained their whole lives to fight Upper Rank demons, yet most of them had never even encountered one.
Meanwhile Xia Feng?
He had only joined the Demon Slayer Corps for a few months.
And he had already fought two Upper Ranks!
He had even killed one!
Where was the fairness in that?
Rengoku thought for a moment.
"Then perhaps I should stay by Mr. Xia Feng's side from today onward. Maybe we'll encounter demons sent by Kibutsuji Muzan!"
The moment he said this, several Hashira's eyes lit up.
The way they looked at Xia Feng suddenly became extremely enthusiastic.
Xia Feng's eye twitched.
"No need! Don't start that nonsense. I'm doing just fine alone."
"And besides, Shinobu protecting me is enough."
Shinobu froze slightly before laughing helplessly.
What Xia Feng said sounded completely shameless.
A grown man openly claiming he needed a woman to protect him.
Of course, everyone knew that with Xia Feng's strength, Shinobu "protecting" him was obviously a joke.
Elsewhere
Inside a traditional Japanese room, two rows of figures sat kneeling quietly.
Or rather—
Humanoid figures.
Numbers were engraved within their eyes.
All of them were members of the Twelve Kizuki.
The most powerful and terrifying demons in existence.
Normally, they were beings that even the Demon Slayer Corps feared.
Yet now, every single one of them sat silently like dogs with their tails tucked between their legs.
The Upper Ranks sat in the front row.
The Lower Ranks sat behind them.
At the front of the room, a woman watched them without saying a word.
The atmosphere was so heavy it felt like water could drip from the air.
After a long silence—
The woman suddenly spoke.
"In a single day… one Upper Rank and one Lower Rank died."
"How wonderful. Truly wonderful."
Her voice was calm, yet the demons couldn't help trembling.
The reason was simple.
This woman—
Was actually the ruler of all demons.
Kibutsuji Muzan.
His female appearance was just another disguise.
Over the past thousand years, he had taken on countless forms.
Even stranger transformations had happened before.
Lower Rank Six lowered his head, not daring to look at Muzan.
Fear filled his heart.
For over a hundred years, the Upper Ranks had never changed.
And today, one had died!
Lord Muzan must be furious!
What if he took his anger out on them?
While the demons remained silent, Muzan's face suddenly darkened.
He raised a hand.
From his arm, a massive flesh serpent suddenly burst out and snatched up Lower Rank Six!
A being feared by the Demon Slayer Corps was lifted like a rag doll.
Muzan stared at him coldly.
"You think I would 'take my anger out' on you?"
"You foolish creature… how dare you use such words."
Lower Rank Six's face turned pale.
His thoughts had been read!
This is bad!
Muzan's expression twisted.
"Bad? How is it bad?"
Lower Rank Six tried to beg for mercy.
But Muzan was faster.
The flesh serpent opened its mouth and devoured him whole.
The sounds of bones crushing and blood splattering echoed from inside.
Hearing those sounds, Lower Rank Three trembled like a leaf.
Three Lower Ranks had already been killed by Xia Feng.
Now another had just been executed by Muzan.
Only him and Lower Rank One remained.
With Muzan in this mood, staying meant certain death.
He might as well try escaping!
With that thought, he gritted his teeth and dashed toward the paper window.
But before he could celebrate—
An overwhelming force crushed him down.
To his horror, the speed he prided himself on had been intercepted.
Standing before him was a demon with white skin and short pink hair.
Upper Rank Three — Akaza.
"You foolish creature."
"Did you think you could escape in front of Lord Muzan?"
Akaza said coldly.
He raised his fist to smash Lower Rank Three's head.
But suddenly—
"Akaza."
"Did I tell you to act for me?"
Akaza's pupils shrank.
He quickly withdrew his hand.
The next moment—
Before he could even see what happened—
Lower Rank Three's body suddenly exploded into fragments of flesh.
Akaza felt a shock deep in his heart.
With his strength, he hadn't even seen when Muzan attacked.
So this is the power of the King of Demons…
Muzan narrowed his eyes and stared at Akaza for several seconds.
Seeing the tension rising, Upper Rank Two quickly spoke with a smile.
"Lord Muzan, Akaza-dono is simply a bit… energetic."
Akaza coldly interrupted him.
"I don't need you speaking on my behalf."
The atmosphere between the two instantly became hostile.
Muzan snorted.
"Akaza."
"Now that even the Upper Ranks are dying, you are no longer as irreplaceable as before."
"Do not do anything that angers me again."
Akaza lowered his head.
"Yes… Lord Muzan."
Muzan then slowly walked toward Lower Rank One.
"Your companions are already dead."
"There's no point keeping you either."
"The Lower Ranks will be dissolved today."
"Do you have any final words?"
Under the demons' watchful eyes, Lower Rank One's face flushed with excitement.
"I… am honored that you personally dealt with them."
The Upper Ranks were stunned.
Even Muzan looked slightly surprised.
Lower Rank One continued,
"Hearing other demons scream as they are executed makes me happy… truly happy."
"I love watching others suffer."
"It feels as wonderful as a dream."
"Thank you for leaving me until the end. I—"
Before he could finish speaking—
Muzan's claws pierced straight into his neck.
A cruel smile appeared on Muzan's face.
"Good… very good."
"I like you."
"I will give you more of my blood."
"If you can digest it…"
"Then go and kill Xia Feng for me."
"Do you understand?"
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