Both start in hell: but their talents are multiplied a hundredfold.

"Speaking of which, with your current strength," Shen Jue, the Grim Reaper, suddenly chuckled and said, "Tomie can't cause any trouble anymore, can she?"

"Tomie's characteristic is that she can infinitely split and parasitize."

"If we transplant a few more Tomie plants, wouldn't we be able to have a wedding every night?"

Demon Slayer Shen Jue and Ito Junji Shen Jue looked at the Grim Reaper Shen Jue, and the two took a step back.

"Your idea is dangerous," Junji Ito said to Shen Jue. "Even if I am immune to Tomie's mental charm."

"But Tomie's ghost nature is closer to that of a plant."

"Tomie's ability to divide and regenerate is so strong that even if only one cell remains, that cell can reproduce into a new Tomie."

"Each cell of Shin-Tomie can also divide to produce Shin-Tomie."

"This endless method of reproduction is enough to pose a serious threat to human civilization."

“There’s no conflict,” Death God Shen Jue said, his eyes shining. “Tomie enjoys watching humans struggle and suffer in front of her, and is madly fascinated by her ugliness.”

"You will treat Tomie as a dispensable slave, enslaving her while making her be humiliated by the humans she despises."

"Wouldn't this avenge those who were killed by Tomie?"

Demon Slayer Shen Jue stared at the Grim Reaper Shen Jue with a strange look and said, "It seems you've truly awakened a strange fetish."

"It wouldn't be surprising if one day you included something in my memories that couldn't pass censorship."

"I'll consider it," Junji Ito said to Shen Jue.

"And then there's Hellstar, which is a living planet far larger than Earth."

"A giant organism that can lick the Earth like a lollipop and then eat it."

"My advice is not to start a war near Earth."

"Otherwise, the aftershocks of the battle alone could cause an astronomical catastrophe on the scale of civilization destruction."

"It's too far away. My current destructive power is not enough to defeat such a giant creature," Junji Ito said, shaking his head.

"It's better to think about how to deal with the human head balloon that's right in front of us and the strange vortex in Black Vortex Town."

Shen Jue pondered for a moment and said, "Let's try cutting the rope of the human head balloon for now."

"The primitive attack method of the 'head balloon' was to use a hanging rope to lasso a person's neck."

"The ability to mimic humans and deceive survivors with lies is a later-evolved skill."

"You should be able to achieve this very easily."

"If you have enough determination," Shen Jue said with a smile, "you can try taking down all the human balloons that have appeared now."

"The way in which human-shaped balloons multiply and appear is currently unclear, and sinking all human-shaped balloons is also a feasible solution."

"I will consider it as well," Junji Ito said, taking a deep breath.

"If you don't make up your mind, you can't do anything, and you can't protect anything," Shen Jue said in a low voice.

The three discussed for a while longer, and even after leaving the white space, they were still discussing the feasibility of resolving the ghost incident.

Inside a luxurious banquet hall in Tokyo, in the world of Demon Slayer.

The banquet was held at a luxurious hotel with a Western style.

The banquet hall was softly lit, with the light from the crystal chandelier reflecting off the polished wooden floor and silver tableware in dappled patterns.

The air was filled with a complex aroma that blended the scents of incense, sake, and a hint of food.

The guests spoke in hushed tones, their voices absorbed by the heavy velvet curtains, creating a muffled buzz.

This banquet hall is like a secluded island, cut off from all contact with the outside world.

The waiters were dressed in uniform and moved with precision and silence.

They undergo rigorous training and are well-versed in every aspect of etiquette.

The guests were mostly former Chinese, high-ranking military officers, political and business celebrities and their families.

"Bang!"

The banquet hall doors were violently kicked open, and the loud noise attracted the attention of the guests present.

These Tokyo elites first frowned and stared at the dozen or so people who had suddenly barged into the banquet.

Upon seeing the intruder's appearance, these upper-class individuals took a few steps back in fear, their elegance and nobility vanishing.

The person who broke into the banquet was wearing the Demon Slayer Corps uniform, but had extremely distinctive features that were completely different from ordinary people.

These Demon Slayer members have purple eyes, and a very small number of them even have light purple markings on their skin.

The waiters were terrified and huddled together.

The security personnel in the banquet hall gripped the guns in their bags with fear, as if it gave them a sense of security.

The Demon Slayer Corps members who stormed into the banquet hall remained silent, standing in two neat rows, waiting.

Tanjiro Kamado and Inosuke Hashibira, with long swords slung across their waists, walked into the banquet hall, almost causing the guests present to hold their breath.

As Shen Jue embraced Shinobu Kocho and followed the two into the banquet hall, many women dressed in kimonos fainted.

Why are these guests so afraid?

After Shen Jue led several Demon Slayer Corps members to defeat an armored division in broad daylight some time ago, the whole world learned about these terrifying superhumans, the Demon Slayer Corps.

These Demon Slayers are all capable of cleaving tank cannons with their swords, withstanding machine gun fire with their bare hands, and unleashing massive sword energies dozens of meters long with a single slash.

Faster than bullets, the Demon Slayer Corps members, moving in groups, not only terrified the demons in the night, but also intimidated the humans who were far more powerful than demons.

The attack by that armored division was the last effort made by Muzan, the Demon King.

The Demon King Muzan enslaved high-ranking officials in the human world, and the armored division attack launched against the Ubuyashiki Mansion made the whole world realize that a new era had arrived.

When Shen Jue used Moonwalk to reach above Tokyo, he drew his sword and slashed the fighter jets that had taken off and were preparing to bomb the Demon Slayer Corps' swordsmith village.

There are no longer any irrational organizations or individuals in Tokyo who oppose the Demon Slayer Corps.

In order to deter other countries from making any moves, Shen Jue openly challenged the United States.

Shen Jue, who shattered two American aircraft carriers and five battleships with a sword aura hundreds of meters long, instilled fear throughout the world.

This is also why the guests in the banquet hall were so terrified of Shen Jue.

"Everyone, there's no need to be afraid," Shen Jue said with a smile, his arm around Shinobu Kocho's slender waist. "Our Demon Slayer Corps has arrived here."

"Naturally, because what we are looking for is here."

Shen Jue, arm in arm with Shinobu Kocho, walked to the center of the banquet hall, while the other Demon Slayer Corps members coldly stared at these high-ranking individuals.

Shen Jue took out two fist-sized metal balls from his pocket, and the two metal balls spun in his hands.

"The ghosts in the night are terrifying man-eating monsters," Shen Jue said in a low voice.

"They are bloody and cruel, feeding on human flesh and bones, treating humans as livestock that can be eaten at any time, and growing wildly."

"These ghosts, sometimes dressed in magnificent and elegant attire, hide in the clouds."

"To glorify the horrific act of cannibalism as something benign and approachable."

A commotion broke out among the upper-class attendees. A stern-faced middle-aged man stepped forward, saluted Shen Jue, and asked, "Your Excellency Shen Jue, have you discovered the man-eating demon?"

Shen Jue smiled slightly and nodded, saying, "Yes, I discovered a man-eating ghost."

"These cruel creatures shouldn't exist in this world," Shen Jue said slowly with a gentle smile. "These two metal spheres in my hand can identify which one is a ghost."

"Who is a person?"

Shen Jue placed the two metal balls in her hand on a dining table in the banquet hall, and the metal balls trembled slowly.

All the guests and waiters present held their breath, awaiting their fate in fear.