A Dimensional Journey Begins with the Dragon Clan

Chapter 478. Chapter 471.

Tanjiro, Zenitsu, Inosuke, Kyojuro, Usui Tengen, Kanroji, Kanae, Kanao, Butterfly Shinobu, Tomioka Yoshiyuki, Iguro Yukino, Iguro Kobauchi, Tokito Muichiro, Immortal Kawami Mi, Immortal Chuan Xuanya, Kuwashima Jigoro.

They had just been evacuated from the Infinite City. Although they didn't know what happened, they were very clear about one thing, that is, the scene they had been looking forward to for a long time was about to take place—the death of the extremely evil ghost who had lingered for thousands of years. Judgment!

"coming."

Xuan Hao's eyes suddenly turned to another direction not far away, and a faint smile appeared on his face.

Everyone, including Wu Mi, also followed the prestige.

While they looked at the past, everything around them slowly dissipated, and they didn't realize that they were already on the empty ground until they realized it.

The rain had stopped, but the ground was still dripping with rain that hadn't dried up.

In the rainy ground was the figure of Lin Takizuo, holding the girl's hand for the last time and slowly coming.

The last time Lin Takizuo looked at the people who suddenly appeared not far in front of him, he was a little confused. He didn't know how to find Xuan Hao, but he just followed the instructions and took Nezuko to the designated place after she woke up.

It now appears that these gentlemen have already arranged everything.

Perhaps because it was the first time she saw such a scene, Nezuko also had a little confusion on her face, but when she saw Tanjirou in the crowd, she finally smiled and tears filled her eyes.

"ended."

Seeing the smile on Nezuko's face, Xuan Hao said in relief.

"What's over!?"

He looked at everything in front of him with a ferocious face.

"Are you guys here to see my joke? Stop looking down on people!"

He said very arrogant words, but his body was very honest and wanted to escape.

This weird field was suddenly lifted, and he knew that his chance had come!

"madness."

Integrating the light into his body, Xuan Hao shook his head helplessly watching Wu Mi's funny behavior.

Hasn't this guy thought about why he would lift the domain?

Of course, because the prey has already entered the net, there is no need to expend extra effort.

"tread--"

The sound of running on the rainy ground stopped abruptly.

"Forehead……"

He clutched his neck desperately.

His throat was strangled, and his whole body was lifted up.

"hateful!"

His eyes were full of resentment and despair.

His struggle was meaningless in front of this man with absolute strength. At this moment, he finally realized the despair of those human beings who were once trampled by him.

Looking at the sky that is gradually clearing up, the rain has stopped, the sky is dawning, and the sun will soon penetrate the clouds.

The sunrise that is beyond the millennium is coming.

what is this?Being roasted on the fire by a human like a chicken?

Wu Mi never dreamed that he would die in such a humiliating manner.

"Why? Why is this happening? Why are there monsters like you in this world..."

"Why are there so many?"

Xuan Hao said blankly, "Even without me, I think the ending will be the same."

Gently throwing the evil ghost in his hand on the ground like throwing garbage, he gently raised his hand.

The sharp blade on Tanjirou's waist flew out and landed in Xuanhao's hand as if inspired.

"This is cause and effect."

As the long knife was slowly raised, dense cracks began to appear on Wu Mi's body. The sun hadn't hit him yet, but the cracks had already started to spread.

This is a mark that has been engraved hundreds of years ago, just like reminding people to cut along the dotted line.

This means that even without Xuan Hao, Wu Mi would have been killed, but his appearance made everything smoother.

"bass--"

The long knife did not cut on his neck as Wu Mi imagined, but was inserted into the ground by Xuan Hao.

The strange thing is that Wu Mi found that his body seemed to be nailed to the same place and could not move.

"I said it, it's over."

Holding the handle of the knife, the old man stood indifferently under the sky, looking at the distant sky.

A ray of light pierced through the clouds like a sharp blade. This is the sword of judgment to kill evil spirits.

The direct sunlight made Wu Can's expression full of despair even more ferocious.

"It's over!!!"

There was only one thought in his mind at the moment.

Can't move, can't move at all.

For some reason, when the familiar sharp blade plunged into the ground, he felt that his body was imprisoned by an invisible force.It was like countless invisible shackles wrapped around him.

He recalled that familiar breath.

"Ji Guo Yuan Yi!"

He shouted angrily, "It's you!? Why, why do you still fight against me after death!?"

In Wu Mi's sight, a phantom slowly appeared beside Xuan Hao.

The figure stared at him expressionlessly, and he finally realized that this was not an illusion—he had never shaken off the fear from hundreds of years ago.

These guys who can threaten him have never left, and they linger like ghosts!
"Damn it!"

Seeing his body gradually being destroyed by the sun without resignation, the cracks on his body are still spreading, and the invisible force from the inside to the outside is tearing his body apart.

"I... will die?"

"No! Impossible!"

Enduring the pain of being scorched by the sun, he began to struggle crazily, as if he wanted to break free from this invisible shackle.

However, no matter how hard he struggled, he couldn't resist that invisible force.

"No! I can't move my body, I can't escape from here! What should I do? What should I do?"

Wu Mi finally used his pendant-like multiple brains, frantically thinking about countermeasures.

There is no place to hide from the sun here, even if you shrink down, you can't find a bunker, and you will be instantly reduced to ashes by the sun!
Then turn it bigger!right!Protect the body, let the body inflate, and use the excess flesh and blood to form a flesh and blood armor that protects the body!Then take advantage of the cover of the armor of flesh and blood to drill the main body into the ground!
Wu Mi felt that he was really a genius, to be able to think of such a perfect strategy!
But... when he actually took action, he realized that he was simply dreaming.

The flesh and blood began to swell, and his body size instantly began to grow. The flesh and blood grew crazily. Although he couldn't move, the flesh and blood armor wrapped around him could buy him precious time.

Indeed, it might be difficult for the swordsmen of the Demon Slayer Squad to deal with the bloated body, but he seems to have forgotten his current situation and who he is facing.

The time is too long, maybe he doesn't even remember what kind of power the person in front of him has.

"Oh... can't you just wait for death?"

Looking at Wu Mi's body that began to swell, Xuan Hao slowly let go of the hand caressing the handle of the knife, sighed slightly, and stepped forward.

Under the miserably puzzled eyes, the old man in front of him began to move his arms, as if he was doing warm-up exercises.

"!?"

Seeming to have finally remembered something, Wu Mi crazily controlled her body to expand at an accelerated rate.

"Oops, no, it's too late!"

He finally recalled the fear of the year.

He remembered that the scariest thing about the person in front of him was not the sword or some incomprehensible strange power, but the extreme and pure violence.

"Ha ha ha ha--"

Strangely, Wu Mi laughed wantonly in the face of the extreme violence that hit his face.

But soon, the laughter stopped abruptly, covered by the whistling of the wind.

In front of the mansion of the headquarters of the Demon Slayer Squad, Yoya Ubuyashiki, who sat silently in front of the house and waited for the final result, also felt the movement and raised his head.

The surrounding evil spirits were still attacking one after another, and the swordsmen of the ghost killing team resisted with difficulty, but they were all stunned by the sudden movement.

Under the surprised eyes of countless people and ghosts, the sky suddenly brightened.

The cloud layer that was originally penetrated by only a small beam of light was torn apart by the strong wind, and the dark clouds that had not dispersed were instantly smashed by the air that broke through the sky.

The beginning of this road is the flesh and blood turned into minced meat, and the end of this road is the sunrise that has passed the millennium.

Finally, after thousands of years, Guiwu Tsuji Wumi completely disappeared into the sunlight.

Looking at the sky that was forcibly torn apart, the faces of the evil spirits were full of despair, and the sun shone down, and they were wiped out in despair.

Looking at the sky that seemed to be torn apart, and feeling the gentle sunshine on their faces, everyone in the Ghost Killing Squad had tears in their eyes.

Immediately afterwards, there were cheers all over the mountains and plains.

Listening to the cheers that represented victory, the people closest to Xuan Hao seemed to be still in shock and unable to understand what happened.

After all, the scene of "opening up the world" just now is completely beyond the scope of human comprehension.

It took a long time for the happy voice to stop.

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At the same time, not only the evil spirits on the ground disappeared, but also the two entangled figures in the infinite city.

The long knife penetrated deeply into Yiwozuo's shoulder, almost tore half of his body, and his hand also pierced through the opponent's chest.

"You lost, Black Death Mou."

A faint smile appeared on Yiwozuo's face, "As I said, I will kill you with my own hands."

"Did I...lose...?"

On the verge of death, black death mou came back to calm.

Strictly speaking, he did not lose to Yiwoza in front of him, because even Yiwoza and Yushiro could not gain an absolute advantage together.

In the final analysis, when the difference in strength is not too great, the battle between ghosts and ghosts is meaningless.

But now he is going to die, and die with Yiwozuo.

It wasn't that they were killed, but because Wu Mi was already dead, and they were just buried with them.

"Why did you lose?"

Hei Si Mou asked such a question.

"That's because... we went the wrong way..."

Yi Wozuo smiled wryly back.

The bodies of the two gradually dissipated, and in a trance, from Yiwozuo's pair of clear pupils, Heishimu saw his own ugly appearance at the moment.

That is the appearance of a real evil ghost.

"When did I become like this?"

Hei Si Mou recalled his life in confusion.

He almost forgot how long he had lived, Warring States?Taisho?Maybe it's been hundreds of years?
Time always takes something away, including memories of his time as a human.

Gradually, his humanity also began to be forgotten, and he even helped Wu Mi massacre the human beings he had guarded in the past.

"It turns out...it's this time..."

Hei Si Mou finally recalled his experience of becoming an evil ghost, but his heart didn't fluctuate because it was his own choice after all.

"But what drives me to keep going even though I know I'm wrong?"

He can answer this question without recalling it.

Because that shadow has always been imprinted in his mind and never faded away.

All his life, he seemed to be losing, and he had never defeated the person he wanted to win.

He didn't understand where he lost, because he was obviously a genius, and there was absolutely no reason why he would lose.

But no matter what, he was always a little bit worse than his enviable younger brother Yuanyi.

He never forgot that all his efforts were just to win over his brother.

Because of this, when he is called 'brother', he can hold his head up high.

"So... did I turn into such an ugly look because of my jealousy towards my younger brother?"

At this moment, Hei Si Mou seemed to finally understand.

But it all seemed too late, hundreds of years too late.

"How sad, brother..."

The voice that spanned hundreds of years seemed to be echoing in my ears again at this moment.

At this moment, Hei Si Mou finally understood the compassion in his younger brother's mouth when he saw Yuan Yi for the last time hundreds of years ago.

He found that he had lost everything without knowing it.

I can't recall the appearance of my parents and my wife and children, only Yuanyi's face is always so clear.

Yuanyi is like the unique sun, and like a fool, he kept stretching out his hands and struggling to get closer during that wrong time, and he seemed to have no choice but to do so.

Until it turns into ashes and smoke...

"Is my brother's dream to become the strongest warrior in this country? That one should be the second strongest warrior in this country."

A familiar voice came, and Ji Guoyansheng stared at the bamboo sword in his hand in a daze.

He raised his head, and it was Yuan Tian's innocent smiling face when he was young.

Only now did he realize that Yuan Yi had never joked with him.

In fact, there is no need to chase the sun, as long as he is willing to stretch out his hand, his younger brother will definitely do the same, there is no other possibility.

When he blinked again, Yuanyi in front of him grew up.

Standing right in front of him, lifelike.

Seeing Yuanyi's calm smile and the hand stretched out towards him, Ji Guoyansheng raised his hand hesitantly.

"Let's go, brother."

He felt himself being pulled.

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"It's better to start a new life as soon as possible, boy."

As he was dying, Yi Wozuo heard the familiar voice again.

He turned his head and saw a familiar figure.

This is the mentor who changed his life, Master Qingzang.

At this moment, Qingzang was holding the girl's hand and standing behind him.

He was also very familiar with this girl, and it was precisely because he recalled this girl's face that he regained himself.

(End of this chapter)