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Chapter 155: The Butcher's Grinding (End) (8k3)

Upper Moon Two, Douma, stood in front of the house and did not choose to break in. Instead, he knocked on the door politely, like a normal visitor.

But on the quiet street, at this moment when dawn was about to break, a man whose clothes looked like they were splattered with blood, with two burly coachmen standing beside him knocking on the door, always made people feel a little creepy.

It feels more like an evil guest coming to collect a debt, or an evil ghost coming to take your life.

The driver beside him was a little confused, wondering what kind of person was in this house and why this important person, whom he was picking up, would make such a gesture. At this time, there was a knock on the door at night.

But it was obvious from this simple and somewhat dilapidated house and the unpleasant expression on the face of the Lord Patriarch that the people here were not distinguished guests but people who needed to be "invited".

After seeing Douma, the Second Upper Moon, knock on the door politely several times without any response, and the knocking became increasingly violent, the driver began to think and prepared to exercise his subjective initiative.

It’s not a joke that I was able to rise from a low-paid thug to a gold medal thug. Reading people’s expressions is a basic skill.

The burly driver began to think.

"The master offered a huge price, more than three times higher than the reward he had offered for breaking into a house and seizing a woman. He even said that all the conditions of the patriarch must be met.

"Now is the time for me to take action. I'm very good at breaking into houses and playing the villain.

"You've actually made my master, the so-called lord, wait so long! It's time for a 'reckless man' like me to do something 'good'!"

With these words flashing through his mind, the evil slave took advantage of Douma's knocking on the door to speak.

"Master, this family is somewhat ignorant of current affairs. They are so disrespectful to you.

“I think it’s better to just break down the door and I’ll personally catch him for you.

"Please step back. I didn't build this muscle for nothing. I'm also very experienced in this job. I can break this door open with three hits.

Seeing Douma nod, the evil slave rammed the door three times with all his strength, but the seemingly dilapidated door was not broken open by him.

The evil slave's face turned dark blue, and he was obviously a little uneasy. He asked Douma a question tentatively.

"Master, this man has something behind his back and has also bolted the door.

"The wall isn't high. I can just jump in, remove the object that's blocking it, and pull the bolt open."

What responded to him was the two iron fans that suddenly appeared in the hands of Upper Rank Two, Douma, and the ice crystals that sprinkled from them.

"My patience is worn out!
"Let's just use the simplest method."

【Blood Demon Art: Frozen Cloud】

As Douma's iron fan was waved, the air was immediately filled with a large number of ice crystals, just like the clouds surrounding you when climbing a mountain, or like the thick fog after the rain that makes it impossible to distinguish between people and animals one meter away.

Of course, what was different from the other two was that there was a chill all over his body that seemed to freeze everything.

To the extent that, this servant was still thinking about what he should do before he was frozen into an ice sculpture by the ice crystals from Douma's iron fan.

Douma flicked the iron fan in his hand and exerted force with his wrist, and the frozen body of the burly servant flew out like a bullet and hit the frosted door.

When the two collided, there was a crisp sound like chopsticks breaking and the clear sound of ice breaking.

The door that the burly servant had just been unable to break open suddenly shattered into pieces like a broken mirror.

A biting chill rushed in from the broken door, and the words "Upper Rank" and "Two" appeared in Douma's eyes.

The Second Upper Moon, covering his mouth with an iron fan, slowly walked into the house, stopped in the courtyard, and began to observe possible enemies.

It felt like it was being spied on. It looked around but saw no enemies. There was only the tightly closed door in front of it and the faint sound of crows overhead.

Another servant who served as a coachman was trembling beside the carriage. When he saw Douma step into the house, the fear that surged in his heart had already overcome the temptation of triple wages.

He stood up, turned his head and saw Douma with his back to him. He was about to run away, but his body did not move.

[Blood Demon Art: Lotus Flower]

Douma, standing in the center of the courtyard, waved the iron fan in his hand again, and the scattered ice crystals turned into two long snakes, as flexible as tentacles on some film sets. They flexibly emerged from the broken door and pulled back the servant who was trying to escape the scene.

The two ice snakes exerted a little force, as if making a catapult-like throwing motion, and threw the burly man who had turned into an ice sculpture towards the closed door in the courtyard.

The high-speed ice sculpture collided with the tightly closed door, causing a sound of snapping threads. The next moment, the room was filled with rising flames and shrapnel shot out by the explosion.

Although the strangely colored shrapnel that was flying towards him at high speed did not seem fast in Douma's eyes, he sensed a hint of threat from it for the first time in a long time.

Faced with the flying shrapnel and the continuous explosions in the courtyard like firecrackers, a disdainful smile appeared on Douma's pale and weird face.

"What idiot set this terribly botched trap?
"How can such a boring attack hurt me at all?

"It would be extremely foolish for Douma to fall for the trap he used once on Kokushibo!"

[Blood Demon Art: Snow in the Withered Garden]

Contrary to his disdainful yet confident tone, this Upper Two put all his energy into seriously dealing with this attack.

Douma waved the two iron fans in his hands quickly, and the ice crystals that emerged from the fans repeatedly protected his body tightly.

The frost created by the vampire magic turned into a natural barrier, fixing the threatening flying shrapnel in the ice pillars that appeared out of thin air, and also blocking all the shock waves caused by the explosion.

As the series of explosions ended, Douma stopped waving the iron fan in his hand. The entire courtyard was covered with frost. The lush tree in the courtyard, which was so big that three people could hug it, turned into a magnificent ice sculpture. The whole house instantly turned into an ice hell.

Douma, the second Upper Moon, let out a long sigh, feeling that his physical strength had been greatly depleted.

Last night, one of the Upper Moons, Kokushibo, was seriously injured by a strange bomb while attacking the enemy base. This made Douma extremely wary of the possible traps set by the Demon Slayer Corps when he was carrying out this operation to capture the Flame Pillar.

Therefore, it decisively used the two coachmen sent by the believers as shields and carried out a "testing the waters" exercise.

The effect was very encouraging, as it successfully avoided an ambush that could have caused serious injury to itself.

[The person who set the trap has some skills, but not much. I only need to make a small move to neutralize the opponent's attack.]

When it confirmed that the person it was looking for was not in this house, the anger on Douma's face became even more intense, as clear as the chill in the courtyard, but the movements of his mind and hands were full of rationality.

It waved the iron fan in its hand, and in an instant, it took out a frozen shrapnel from the ice pillar rising from the ground, ready to hold it in its hand to carefully observe this weapon that the enemy used to ambush it and posed a threat.

Douma stretched out his left hand and gently touched the shrapnel, and he felt a sense of corrosion. It seemed that there were several powerful poisons attached to it, and the mere touch brought extraordinary lethality.

If this shrapnel flies into one's body, one's combat effectiveness will drop sharply in a short period of time, giving the Demon Slayer Corps' swordsmen an opportunity to take advantage. Unfortunately, no matter how cunning the rabbit is, it cannot beat an experienced hunter.

The Second Upper Moon expressed his disdain for the enemy while pondering.

“Is this a new poison developed by the enemy?

“It seems to have an extraordinary killing ability against ghosts. It seems we need to be more vigilant against this hidden enemy.

"The person giving the order in the Demon Slayer Corps is quite interesting. It seems the swordsmen here were transferred early, and they even set up what they thought was a perfect trap."

While Douma was thinking, he walked out of the courtyard.

There is no living person in this house anymore, so staying here is basically a waste of time.

Looking at the carriage that was no longer driven, Douma paused for a second, then inserted his fingers from his temple into his head like chopsticks inserting into tender tofu.

Just like mixing granular medicine with water, start stirring it in your brain with your fingers.

As this strange scene lasted for a few seconds, Douma successfully awakened the remaining memories in his brain in this way.

He successfully recalled the number of times and directions the carriage turned when he came, and figured out how to get back to the base.

As Douma pulled out his fingers, the bloody hole on its head healed, and a creepy smile appeared on its face again.

“My followers don’t seem to be reliable either.

"Thanks to this unknown enemy, we have spent an unpleasant night, and now the day is almost dawn.

"Let's eat a few more people this time and replace a few of the 'waste' at the same time."

Douma instantly decided the fate of the middle-aged man and rushed towards the punishment base.

The ghost clone on the distant courtyard wall took everything in, and then disappeared amidst a wave of spatial fluctuations.

After the ghost clone disappeared, the crow that had been flying in the air for a long time finally dared to land on the ground to rest for a while, but the crow was immediately stimulated by the cold air and flew up again.

"This ghost is quite scary, but as Lord Fang Yi said, it seems to be not very smart.

"My mission here is complete, it's time to withdraw."
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Rengoku Kyojuro looked at his hands, which were weak and covered with scars just a few minutes ago, but now had fully recovered.

Even Rengoku Chishouro, who was brimming with fighting spirit, couldn't believe what he had experienced tonight. His mind was still replaying the fantastical experience of the night.

Shortly after nightfall, he heard rapid and loud knocks on the door and his brother's loud shouts. Even with his damaged eardrum, he could still vaguely hear them while lying in bed.

Rengoku Kyojuro, despite his weak body, picked up the knife and began to wonder whether the ghost outside the door was a ghost that could cause hallucinations or a ghost that could make sounds.

As for the possibility that the person outside the door was his real younger brother, Rengoku Kyojuro had never considered this possibility.

The idea in his mind was also very simple.

“There is no way my brother would appear here at this time.

"The swordsman from the Demon Slayer Corps didn't even enter the door during the day, how could he possibly know I was here?

"It's just nightfall and we've heard shouting. Obviously there's only one possibility: these sounds are caused by the ghost's blood magic.

"But since they didn't break in directly, but instead used deception, it means they're not very strong. I might still have a chance."

After completing the analysis of the 'enemy's' strength, Rengoku Kyojuro began to think about how to kill this 'ghost' while preserving the old woman's life.

However, the crows of the Demon Slayer Corps that flew into the courtyard made all his thoughts go to waste. The familiar voice of the communication made Rengoku Kyojuro begin to realize that this might not be a dream or an illusion created by demons.

When he walked out of the courtyard, he happened to see Fang Yi climbing over the wall, and Mitsuri Kanroji, who was pretending to be terrified and was held in a princess carry by Fang Yi.

This handsome swordsman, who had impressed him at first sight, made Rengoku Kyojuro's somewhat cold heart burn again with just one sentence.

"I, Fang Yi, am the current leader of the Demon Slayer Corps.

"I have brought you a plan to restore your body, and a chance to slay the Upper Two.

"Would you like to join our plan and make a small contribution to the slaying of the Upper Two?"

His tone was calm and charming, but what came out were arrogant words and incredible goals that were like the Arabian Nights.

But the powerful fighting spirit that Rengoku Kyojuro sensed from the swordsman indirectly confirmed that the other party was not lying.

If he is such a strong person, killing the Upper Two should be no problem.

He sheathed the broken Nichirin Sword, stretched out his hand tremblingly, and gave his answer.

"As a Pillar, how can I escape from the task of slaying demons?

“Thank you for your help, sir, but I’m afraid my injuries won’t heal in a short time.

"I heard Senjuro's voice. Is he here too?"

The leader of the Demon Slayer Corps who called himself Fang Yi shook his hand and responded.

"Having Mr. Purgatory join us is like adding wings to a tiger.

"With the three Pillars and me, this Upper Moon Two will have no chance of escaping tonight."

[Three Pillars? Is the remaining one Fuzuigawa Genya, Gyoumei Gyoumei, or Tomioka Giyu?]

As Mitsuri Kanroji pulled out the bolt, what came into Rengoku Kyojuro's sight was a familiar figure, but he was wearing a somewhat unfamiliar haori.

Rengoku Kyojuro's face was instantly filled with disbelief, which then turned into deep confusion.

"Senjuro, why are you wearing the Haori of the Pillar?

"The remaining 'pillar' cannot be..."

He was answered by Rengoku Chijuro's somewhat excited words.

"Yes, brother, I am a Pillar now.

"Tonight, we will work together with Lord Fang Yi to kill this Upper Two."

After hearing these words, Rengoku Kyojuro felt that he must be crazy, or the world was crazy.
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In an alley near the Eternal Paradise Sect, dawn was about to break.

Rengoku Kyojuro is 'torturing' his younger brother.

"So you're saying that with the help of Master Fang Yi, you were able to master the Breathing of Fire one day, and the Upper Five the next night.

"And then at night, a flash of inspiration killed one of the Lower Moons?"

Looking at Rengoku Chijuro who nodded, Rengoku Kyojuro supported his head, feeling that his brain had received too much incredible information at once and was on the verge of crashing. He needed a rest.

The experience of the other party just signaling Rengoku Chijuro to control his weakness, turn himself into a ghost, replenish blood to recover from his injuries, and then pour that milky white gel into his mouth to turn himself back into a human was enough to challenge his cognition.

Afterwards, under the auspices of Fang Yi, a rehearsal of the battle against the Upper Two was conducted as if it were a script, and the time and location where the Upper Two might appear were given.

At the same time, he came up with several response plans corresponding to different situations, which made Rengoku Kyojuro feel that Fang Yi's main profession should not be a swordsman, but a [prophet].

Now, through his brother's narration and the other party's powerful [Breath of Fire], Rengoku Kyojuro felt that the other party needed to add another secondary profession related to teaching.

He couldn't help but make a conclusion.

"Master Fang Yi, it's as if you were given the mission to exterminate ghosts, a natural born [ghost slayer].

"Or perhaps they are the kind of people sent by heaven to guide us forward, as recorded in various ancient books.

Unexpectedly, Rengoku Chijuro shook his head and refuted his brother.

“In my opinion, it is not Lord Fang Yi who has been given the mission to exterminate demons.

"But the demon stood against Lord Fang Yi, and its fate of defeat was already determined." After experiencing several battles, commanding the search for people, and the simulation battle of the Upper Moon Two, Rengoku Chijuro seemed to have a deeper understanding of the matter of exterminating demons.

"Master Fang Yi's Sun Blade has not changed color yet, but his swordsmanship is so exquisite that I cannot describe it. The legendary [mark] has not yet appeared on his forehead.

"But so what? It is because he killed the ghosts and made them feel afraid that he became a [Ghost Slayer]. It's not that Lord Fang Yi was destined to become a [Ghost Slayer] from birth.

"Just like becoming a 'Pillar', it is because you have slain countless demons and saved countless people that you can be called a 'Pillar'."

Looking at the gradually brightening sky, Rengoku Chijuro's expression became more and more determined. At this moment, there was no more impetuousness on his face, and his childishness had faded.

"Although I have the title of 'Pillar', my contribution is far less than that of my brother and Lord Fang Yi.

"My strength is not as great as that of the other Pillars, but even I can make my contribution. The light from the torch may be weak, but it can dispel a little of the darkness.

"I will follow Lord Fang Yi to the end of this war to exterminate demons, and burn my soul."

Rengoku Chijuro stood up, checked his sword and clothes again to make sure nothing was missing, and then uttered a few more arrogant words.

"Upper Moon Two is just a large stone blocking the way in this battle to slay demons. We must remove it under the leadership of Lord Fang Yi before dawn.

"Let's go, brother, and slay the demon.

"We must make our contribution to this battle!"

Rengoku Kyojuro was stunned for a moment, then looked at his 'strange' brother in front of him and smiled with relief.

"Okay, come on then."

On the other side, Fang Yi watched as the Second Upper Moon, Douma, entered the branch base, and signaled Mitsuri Kanroji beside him to follow him.

But I didn't expect to hear an unexpected system prompt sound.

[Under the influence of your [Diligent Study], Rengoku Chijuro has learned the derivative skill [Burning Heart]. You have gained a deeper understanding of the skill [Burning Heart].

Fang Yi resisted the urge to scratch his head and complained silently in his heart.

[What kind of ingenuity did Chijuro have in mind?]

At this time, there are still ten minutes before the sun rises.
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At the same time, the branch base of the Eternal Paradise Sect.

Douma, the second of the Upper Moons, sat on a gorgeous futon, looking at the kneeling ice sculpture below, the anger in his heart had not yet dissipated.

"You useless thing, who told you to send those women to the temple?
"I wonder if I'm going to let these lovely female believers become one with me here?"

However, the middle-aged man in front of him, who had become an ice sculpture, was obviously unable to answer him.

Even if he could answer this devout follower of the Eternal Paradise Cult, Douma's female supplier would have to refute it.

"Didn't you just agree that I can send women to the temple according to custom?"

But it was obvious that since he had followed Boss Douma and was willing to be an accomplice to his evil deeds, it was only a matter of time before he would end up like this.

Douma, the second Upper Moon, moved his body, feeling that the luxurious futon beneath him was a bit uncomfortable.

It added another sentence.

"Ugh! You can't even choose a good futon."

But unexpectedly, a strange man's voice came from the room.

“I think this futon is a good choice.

"Good morning, Upper Moon Two, Douma. You probably won't live to see the sun rise."

Douma stared at the handsome man in front of him and the female swordsman beside him. Two iron fans appeared in his hands instantly, and he attacked with a killing move.

[Blood Demon Art: Winter Icicle]

Sharp icicles instantly appeared above Fang Yi's head, falling down like a sword formation of ten thousand swords returning to their origin, rushing straight towards Fang Yi and Ganlu Temple Mitsuri, blocking their way forward.

The two looked at each other and decided on the division of labor.

Fang Yi rushed forward with a knife, and Ganlu Temple Mitsuri waved the soft knife. The snake-like blade emitted a scorching breath, shattering all the icicles falling from the sky and protecting Fang Yi as he moved forward.

Seeing that the two were about to get close, Douma was not nervous at all.

【Blood Demon Art: Frozen Cloud】

The iron fan was waved, and the distance between Douma and Fang Yi was covered with tiny ice crystals like clouds and mist, trying to block their vision.

Douma, who used this move, breathed a sigh of relief. He knew that once these swordsmen inhaled the tiny ice crystals created by his blood demon art, their alveoli would become necrotic, and the [breathing method] these swordsmen used for combat would be unsustainable.

The opponent can only choose to keep distance, otherwise he will die in a few seconds facing the pervasive ice crystals.

A mocking smile appeared on its face as it spoke to the enemy covered in fog.

"It's a good idea, but unfortunately you don't have enough strength. Talking before a sneak attack is a privilege reserved for the strong.

"Unfortunately, you don't have this ability.

"Are you the legendary swordsman? Your strength is a little different from what I expected."

What answered Douma was a strong wind brought by the fist force that blew away the frozen clouds, and two sun blades were swung after being blown away by the wind.

"When did you develop the illusion that I couldn't solve your vampire magic?

"Evil ghost, you are a little too confident."

Looking at the two waving Sun Blades and the opponent's fist that dispelled the blood demon technique, Douma's smile became even wider.

“I give you this sentence as it is.

“When did you get the illusion that I was just sitting there waiting to die?

"While my blood magic obscured my vision, I wasn't idle!"

Behind Douma, several little ice men created by [Blood Demon Art: Crystallization of the Goddess] waved their fans at the same time and used the same blood demon art as Douma.

[Blood Demon Art: Scattered Lotus] x3
As the little ice man waved the small fan in his hand, a large number of tiny ice petals attacked the two people. Each petal created out of thin air was as sharp as a blade, vowing to take the lives of the two people.

As a last resort, Fang Yi and Kanroji Mitsuri had to stop their attack and retreat to try to dodge the attack.

Douma caught a glimpse of the Purgatory brothers attacking from two directions behind him, and burst into laughter.

"I forgot to tell you that these little ice men created by my blood magic can release blood magic with the same power as mine!

"The four Pillars are a great move. They've drawn my attention and created opportunities for sneak attacks for my teammates while I'm using my blood magic.

"That's a good strategy, but I'm the last person to be attacked by the weak!"

Waving the iron fan, Douma once again used the somewhat desperate blood demon technique, while uttering sarcastic words.

"As long as you still use the breathing method and rely on the Sun Blade to kill me, you will never be able to defeat me!
"Just now, those villains just unleashed their vampire magic. I haven't taken any action yet!"

[Blood Demon Art: Cold White Princess]

Douma waved the iron fan in his hand, creating two ice lotuses in the shape of girls. He blew out freezing air from his mouth, bringing a bone-chilling chill. This caused a large area of ​​freezing on the path of the Purgatory Brothers, successfully forcing them back.

However, they didn't expect that while the two men were dodging, they threw out the burning Sun Wheel Swords in their hands.

Douma watched the gap between the use of blood demon arts, and watched Kanroji Mitsuri waving the soft knife again to help Fang Yi block the little ice man's blood demon art, as well as Fang Yi running towards him. He had already seen through the enemy's plan.

[One was aiming for my head, the other was way off target. These two were just feints. The real killer move is the man who knows the fist power!]

He waved the iron fans in both hands continuously and used [Blood Demon Art: Snow in the Withered Garden], using one hand to block the burning sun blade that was heading straight for his head, and with the other hand he forced back Fang Yi's attack again, and at the same time created an icicle to block Fang Yi's somewhat crooked fist.

Seeing that all the attacks were resolved by himself, Douma made an evaluation of the enemy.

"The accuracy of your fists is far inferior to that little brother's Sun Blade.

"A martial artist who has mastered the power of boxing and is also good at swordsmanship, what a rare talent!

"It's a pity that you can't get close to me. All this is in vain."

The answer was Fang Yi moving forward again, and some strange movements beneath him.

"Is there a possibility that our target isn't you?
"Goodbye, Upper Two."

As Fang Yi finished speaking, the futon beside Douma exploded, and the shrapnel that flew out was exactly the same one that it was very familiar with. It was the poisoned shrapnel that was extremely threatening to ghosts that it had just checked in the empty house.

At such a close distance, Douma had no way to dodge the shrapnel from the burning Sun Blade and the Stinger No. 1 that was detonated by the fist energy of the Sun's Breathing.

In a hurry, it had to use the iron fan to physically block several shrapnel to reduce the damage it suffered.

As several shrapnel penetrated his body, Douma felt his body sink and his brain gradually became fuzzy. Several small ice men created by [Blood Demon Art: Crystallization of the Prince] also collapsed because they could not maintain it.

Douma, in desperate situation, still did not give up and was still thinking about his own plan to win.

“I can still get stronger, I haven’t lost yet!

"Luckily, I've come into contact with these poisons before and have developed a certain resistance. The iron fan blocked most of the shrapnel, so the amount of poison injected into my body wasn't enough!

"As long as I can hold on for a few seconds, I can use [Blood Demon Art: Crystallization] again to create a small ice man, forcing back these swordsmen and buying time for me to decompose the poison!
"Even with this broken body, I can still use [Blood Demon Art·Mist Ice·Water Lily Bodhisattva] to hold on for a few seconds, but the power will be reduced!"

Douma's body could no longer support him standing, but in desperation, he used all his strength to wave the iron fan again, using a unique skill that he believed could turn the tide of the battle.

[Blood Demon Art·Mist Ice·Water Lily Bodhisattva]

As the iron fan was waved, the ice quickly condensed, and in an instant, a lifelike ice Bodhisattva rose from the ground.

The huge body of the Ice Bodhisattva instantly broke through the roof and turned into a majestic Buddha, as if it had fallen from the sky, bringing endless pressure.

With the appearance of the giant Buddha made of ice, the knife it swung contained unparalleled power, freezing everything wherever it passed and bringing endless despair to the enemy.

The ice crystals spewed out of his mouth like a waterfall, blocking the advance routes of all enemies, forcing them to dodge and feel a chill in their hearts.

Douma looked at Mitsuri Kanroji who was forced to retreat, the Rengoku brothers who retreated to the corner, and Fang Yi who advanced instead of retreating, and his face was full of a smile of victory.

"Foolish swordsman, even if you use your fist to clear the way, the cold is everywhere. It will soak into your internal organs and eventually freeze your limbs.

"When you came before me, this human body lost the strength to chop off my head.

Looking at Fang Yi who rushed in front of him and whose body was stiff and about to lose the ability to move as he expected, Douma's face was filled with a smile of pity.

"Swordsman, the human body is so fragile that the alveoli begin to be damaged when you inhale the cold air.

“The more you use breathing techniques to speed up blood flow, the faster you’ll die if you try to kill me.

"I am the mountain you cannot cross!"

Douma used his body, which had slightly regained its mobility, to raise the iron fan and wave it towards Fang Yi.

"Goodbye, wise swordsman whose name is unknown. You are truly remarkable, possessing both brains and strength. You can either kill me with your life or wait for ten more seconds for sunrise."

"Unfortunately, your human body is your biggest flaw! You can't kill me and I can't hold on until sunrise!
"I will kill you and then immediately disappear into the shadows to live on, while you will die with regret!"

"I won this battle after all."

Douma said goodbye to his enemy, but suddenly found that Fang Yi had not lost his strength as he expected.

The enemy should have been frozen and had their bodies cut into pieces by the iron fan, but they showed signs of rapid regeneration.

Corresponding to this was the other party's bloodthirsty eyes, the Nichirin Sword in his hand slashing towards his neck, and the farewell words uttered from his mouth.

"You're right, so I changed my body.

"As long as I can kill you, I won't hesitate to become a ghost!"

The last scene in Douma's eyes was an upside-down world and Fang Yi's hideous face bathed in the sunlight.

“I’m dead?

“Died at the hands of weak humans?
“No, he was a ghost that wasn’t afraid of the sun. I don’t feel wronged to die at the hands of such a creature.

"Master Muzan Kibutsuji should have seen it, so my death was worthwhile.

Douma's head fell to the ground and uttered the last words.

"Master Muzan Kibutsuji will kill all of you!"

Fang Yi kicked Douma's head into the sunlight to speed up his disappearance, and also said a few harsh words.

"Wrong, I will kill it and change this world filled with evil spirits.

"Your Master Muzan Kibutsuji will go to hell to accompany you in a few days!

"No, your Muzan Kibutsuji will go to a place more terrifying than hell!"

Through the crow's vision, it was observed that the clone ghost created by the disappeared Upper Four, Naruto, disappeared with the fluctuation of space.

Fang Yi thought to himself.

"I've truly revealed all my 'trump cards' to you, Liao Lin and Muzan Kibutsuji!"

"The [Demon Slayer] trait brings [Kibutsuji Muzan's blood] to automatically transform into a demon that is not afraid of sunlight. Fist power, these are all my 'trump cards'."

"There are also several types of poison bombs targeting ghosts. These are all my trump cards."

It was the sixth day since Fang Yi entered the scene. At this moment, the sun had just risen and Douma, the second of the Upper Moons, died.

(End of this chapter)