Demon Slayer: I am a Demon.

For an ordinary person, having their head severed is certain death, but it's different for a demon. This is because Tanjiro wields an axe, not a Nichirin Blade for slaying demons. Even if he cuts off the demon's neck, the demon is still not dead.

The headless demon's body still swung its sharp claws as it lunged at Tanjiro.

Ordinary people would probably shudder at the sight of a corpse that, even with its head severed, is still alive and kicking towards them.

Although Tanjiro had anticipated this situation, he was still shocked by the scene before him, causing his pupils to contract. However, despite his shock, Tanjiro's movements were swift. He swung his axe again in an instant, severing the demon's limbs almost immediately.

The severed limbs, scattered in all directions, were still wriggling, constantly converging towards the body.

The severed head roared and cursed incessantly: "You wretched brat, I will eat you, eat you up! It hurts, it hurts so much!"

Su Mu took a few steps and slowly walked forward.

As the demon, suspicious of the sudden arrival of its kind, swung its blade once more and easily severed the demon's head.

As he swung his sword, his tall figure deliberately blocked his wrist, preventing Makomo behind him from seeing the sight of him wielding the Nichirin Blade and severing the demon's head.

With a single stroke, the head was cleaved open, like splitting a watermelon in two, only unlike a sweet fruit like a watermelon, this one contained white brain matter mixed with crimson blood, giving it a distinctly fishy and sweet appearance.

Somewhat accidentally, a few drops of blood splattered onto his face, staining his handsome features with a crimson hue.

A barely perceptible wisp of crimson mist from his wrist swirled along the blade toward the severed head of the ghost. Almost instantly, the ghost's interior withered away.

When the crimson mist returned to his body, Su Mu's face was slightly flushed, and the scarlet glint hidden beneath his dark eyes became even more pronounced.

Tanjiro, who was facing Su Mu, saw all of this clearly.

"M-Master, you've become stronger."

Tanjiro watched all this unfold, sensing the rapidly growing power emanating from the air, his eyes filled with disbelief.

"I'm growing to love the feeling of beheading demons more and more."

Su Mu sheathed his sword, his face still stained with the crimson of blood. He turned back to look at Makomo and smiled, "The feeling of beheading a demon is simply too wonderful."

Under the moonlight, specks of crimson fell on the man's handsome face, carrying a hint of evil, which made Makomo turn her head away, unable to bear it.

Su Mu looked at the gaze that had turned away, but closed his eyes slightly, feeling the power surging through his body.

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This ever-flowing power to grow stronger is wonderful, especially the feeling of simply picking off enemies – it's incredibly satisfying.

He doesn't really like fighting.

They dislike battles involving life and death even more.

He really enjoyed this kind of effortless way of ending the enemy's life when they were powerless to resist, even if he possessed overwhelming strength.

He doesn't like to risk his life if possible.

He felt that when he was working himself to the bone, he would look really pathetic.

After beheading the demon, Su Mu sheathed his sword. Tanjiro sensed the demon's sorrowful aura, came to its side, knelt down, and gently closed the demon's eyes.

Makomo looked at the scene before her with a puzzled expression, then looked up at the sky.

The bright moon hangs high in the sky.

The night is still long.

Chapter 132 The End of All This...Sadness (4/4 (Two-in-One))

The night was as cool as water.

Most of the swordsmen who participated in the Fujikashi Mountain swordsman assessment fled for their lives in panic. Even the weakest demons, even those who had been starving for a whole year and weakened by the fragrance of wisteria, were not so easy to deal with.

Ordinary swordsmen can only fight against these evil spirits when they are 'breathing'.

Most participants in the assessment could not maintain their 'breathing' for long. If they had not ended the battle by the time their 'breathing' ended, they would only be devoured by the demon.

Some people with a modicum of rationality, when there is no hope of resistance, will often choose to leave the mountaintop before their 'breathing' stops. As long as they leave the mountaintop and enter the area surrounded by wisteria, they can survive.

However, not everyone can remain rational. Some fail to recognize their own limitations, others encounter unexpected events during their escape, or the demons' strength far exceeds expectations. As a result, the entire night was filled with various wails of death on the summit of Fujikasa Mountain.

That's how ghost hunters are.

If you choose to walk this path, death is always inevitable.

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"Breath of Thunder, Second Form: Inari Soul"

With a low sound, the dark golden Nichirin Blade instantly unleashed a lightning-shaped five-hit combo.

The attacking demon suddenly froze, stopping in its tracks.

With black hair, blue eyes, thick eyebrows, and wearing a magatama pendant, Kaigaku sheathed his sword.

As the sword was sheathed, the demon's body crashed to the ground.

As Kaigaku looked at the fallen demon's body, his eyebrows rose slightly, and the swordsmen beside him quickly stepped forward.

"Senior Brother Kaiyue, you are truly amazing."

"Senior Brother Kaigaku is indeed worthy of being a disciple of a 'Pillar,' he is truly too strong."

The swordsmen all had flattering expressions on their faces.

"It's just average. Everyone will reach my level in the future."

Kaigaku listened to the compliments from the crowd and spoke calmly.

At that moment, he also saw the only female swordsman in the group looking at him with admiration, his thick eyebrows unconsciously raised, and a smile in his blue eyes.

He always believed that no matter what the process was, as long as he survived, he could change the status quo. Now, his efforts have finally paid off.

In the future, he will become a respected and admired 'Pillar' of the Demon Slayer Corps.

He was once a homeless orphan who even had to drink muddy water to survive.

Once, when he was a young orphan, he was adopted by people in a temple, but he was also isolated by other orphans there. He was even driven out at night. On the night he was driven out, he was almost eaten by ghosts. In order to survive, he chose to betray the other people in the temple and personally extinguished the lit wisteria incense and candles so that the ghosts would attack others. He also managed to survive by doing so.

After being bullied, he realized that only by having his own strength could he avoid being bullied and change everything.

Upon learning of the powerful swordsmen in Momoyama, he resolutely went there and became a disciple of Kuwajima Jigoro.

After becoming Jigoro Kuwajima's disciple, he has always worked hard and was regarded as a source of pride by his master. His only regret is that he has not yet learned the "Thunder Breathing: First Form - Thunderclap Flash".

The thought that Zenitsu Agatsuma, that good-for-nothing who always cried, could learn the First Form, and that his master treated such a good-for-nothing with the same care and love, filled Kaigaku with resentment.

"Boom... Boom..."

The ground began to shake, and trees in the distance collapsed with a crash. Kaigaku also snapped out of his thoughts and looked up into the distance.

A gigantic demon crawled out of the ground, destroying the surrounding trees. Before some people nearby could escape, the demon's tentacles attacked, and several people were swallowed whole.

Kaigaku's pupils contracted involuntarily; such a powerful demon was simply beyond his ability to handle.

After devouring three people, the Hand Demon that crawled out from underground quickly turned its attention to Kaigaku.

"Senior Brother Kaiyue, what should we do?"

A man gripped a knife, trembling all over.

"Senior brother..."

The only female swordsman approached Kaigaku, her eyes filled with fear.

"Boom... Boom..."

The ground shook as a giant hand demon, almost as tall as a house, rushed towards them, crushing countless trees beneath its weight.

"How can there be such a powerful ghost...?"

Kaigaku whispered, and seeing his companions looking at him, he smiled instead: "Don't be afraid, everyone. Now, let's all attack together. Leave this demon to me."

Despite their immense fear, Kaigaku's reassurance emboldened them, and they gripped their weapons, charging towards the demon.

The gigantic hand demon also stopped at this moment, with countless tentacles extending out, knocking down or grabbing those who rushed up and stuffing them into its mouth. Occasionally, someone would leap up with a Nichirin Blade and slash at the hand demon's neck, but only sparks would fly between the blade and the neck.

The demon's neck was so hard that even the Nichirin Blade couldn't cut it.

Suddenly, everyone was filled with despair, instinctively expecting Kaiyue to make a move, but when they didn't see Kaiyue appear, they turned around and saw only his shadow.

"Do not……"

In a fit of desperate rage and fear, the tentacles coiled up and devoured everyone.

The enormous demon intended to continue its pursuit of Kaigaku, but when it looked up, it saw a fox mask with its eyes closed hanging from a treetop in the distance. Suddenly, the demon stopped in its tracks.

"Here they come again, that person has sent his disciples again."

The hand demon stuck out its tongue and greedily licked its lips, letting out a cackling laugh:

"Another cute little fox has come to be served as dessert."

"Urouge! Urouge, I'm coming to devour your disciple again. Tell me, this time, what kind of torment will you suffer when your disciple fails to return?"

"I really want to see your expression when you hear about your disciple's death!"

"Jie Jie..."

Hand Demon chuckled softly, a look of satisfaction in his eyes. He had been trapped in this cage for many years, all thanks to Urokodaki.

In return, he devoured his beloved disciples one by one, cruelly devouring them and watching them die in despair and pain.

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The campfire was lit, illuminating the surroundings. A gentle breeze made the flames flicker, but it couldn't dispel the stench that clung to the area.

These foul odors are the smells emitted by ghosts after they die, indicating that countless evil spirits have died in this area.

Another evil spirit that came looking for food had its limbs severed, and then, under the spirit's confused and resentful gaze, Su Mu severed its head.

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