Demon Slayer: I am a Demon.

Because there are never any exceptions to the rule that ghosts exist.

His exceptional case is hard to believe.

They are also misunderstood.

"Tanjiro, if you were an ordinary person, I would praise you for this gentleness and think you are a kind person at heart. But you are not an ordinary person. You are a swordsman of the Demon Slayer Corps. This gentleness of yours will only bring you death."

"Being merciful to ghosts will only put you in a more dangerous situation."

Gyomei Himejima clasped his hands together, displeased with Tanjiro's attitude toward demons.

"I don't think so."

Tanjiro shook his head, still sticking to his own way.

Sensing the boy's stubbornness, Gyomei Himejima felt a bit annoyed, because he felt that he probably couldn't persuade Tanjiro, just like Kanae Kocho back then, who also had the idea of ​​saving the demons.

Beiming Island could not understand these things.

His hatred for demons prevented Himejima Gyomei from understanding those despicable creatures. As long as his blood was still beating and he could still feel the sensation of his fist hitting a demon, Himejima Gyomei could not empathize with these pathetic beings.

At this moment, Shinazugawa Sanemi clenched his fists and even stepped forward, wanting to teach Tanjiro a lesson and use force to change Tanjiro's mind.

"Forget it."

Kyojuro Rengoku stopped Sanemi Shinazugawa from losing his temper. Although he didn't agree with Tanjiro in his heart, as a senior, he should be tolerant of his junior.

…………

"Sir, what is your view on these ghosts?"

It was at this moment that Mitsuri Kanroji asked Su Mu, who had been silent all along, a question.

"me?"

Su Mu looked up and stared at Kanroji Mitsuri with some surprise. At the same time, he also noticed that many people present were looking at him.

Asking a ghost for its opinion on ghosts sounds rather funny.

I have no opinion.

Su Mu stroked the hilt of his sword and calmly said, "Instead of all that, everyone should prepare for the upcoming battle."

"Wasn't the Upper Moon demon already killed?"

Kanroji Mitsuri was a little curious.

Everyone's attention was also focused on Su Mu. This time, the hunt for the Upper Moon Six, the Twin Demons Gyutaro and Daki, had already been dealt with by Su Mu before they even arrived.

"I feel...we've already caught the attention of that ghost."

Su Mu spoke.

Suddenly, silence fell over the surroundings.

That demon was no ordinary demon; it was none other than Muzan Kibutsuji, the target of the Demon Slayer Corps for centuries.

But over the centuries, countless sacrifices have been made, yet the threat posed to Muzan Kibutsuji has been few and far between. Even recently, when Kagaya Ubuyashiki used himself as bait to detonate explosives, he still failed to kill Muzan Kibutsuji and even paid a huge price for it.

Will that ghost... come?

Sanemi Shinazugawa couldn't help but ask.

That cautious ghost rarely shows itself in public, especially after being ambushed not long ago.

"Given that ghost's personality, it's probably still hiding in some dark corner."

Himejima Gyomei clasped his hands together and said, "Over the years, I have almost never seen Kibutsuji Muzan put himself in such danger."

“Under normal circumstances, that ghost might remain unmoved, but this time is definitely different from the past.”

Su Mu shook his head:

"Perhaps the ghost won't appear, but it definitely won't do nothing."

Having witnessed him basking in the sunlight, how could Muzan Kibutsuji possibly let him go so easily?

The attack on Doma took place during the day, and Muzan Kibutsuji, no matter how much he longed for it, could only endure it. But now, it is night.

"Since Mr. Su Mu says so, let's make preparations."

Beiming Island Xingming spoke directly.

The others nodded, though they were puzzled and didn't understand why Su Mu was so certain, but they still chose to believe him.

No one said anything more, and they all began to prepare silently for the upcoming battle.

…………

The full moon still hung high in the sky, casting its soft light and bringing brightness to the dark earth.

Yoshihara Yuguo

Everyone is quietly preparing.

Beimingyu Xingming sat in place with his hands clasped together, constantly chanting Buddhist mantras.

Shinazugawa Sanemi gently stroked the blade of his sword, his eyes slightly closed.

Kyojuro Rengoku had somehow found some smoky pastries and was wolfing them down.

……

'call……'

Suddenly, it seemed as if a breeze was blowing.

Above everyone's heads, a raven suddenly flapped its wings and circled in the sky, emitting a hoarse cry that carried an unsettling undertone.

Everyone felt a chill run down their spines.

Su Mu also raised his head and looked into the distance, where he could vaguely sense a powerful aura.

"Is it Muzan Kibutsuji?"

With his hands clasped together, Himejima Gyomei, using his 'Mind's Eye', also sensed that powerful aura, but it didn't seem to be Kibutsuji Muzan.

However, this powerful aura was truly terrifying, the most powerful aura that Himejima Gyomei had ever seen besides Kibutsuji Muzan.

The wind suddenly picked up.

Under the moonlight, a figure was approaching at an extremely fast speed in the distance.

A blood-red blade flashed in the distance, and the night seemed to turn crimson. Several swordsmen on guard in the distance froze in place, and then they were cut in half at the waist, letting out a shrill scream.

Su Mu narrowed his eyes and watched this scene quietly.

The others, however, were already furious, their fists clenched.

At that moment, the figure landed on a rooftop and stood quietly.

The moonlight remained gentle, quietly bringing a soft glow to the earth. The man, draped in a black robe and holding the 'Void Crying God', stood quietly. The surface of the 'Void Crying God', which had just finished killing someone, was constantly writhing, absorbing the blood that stained it little by little.

The Twelve Demon Moons: Upper Moon One

The Twelve Ghost Months are the strongest.

Kokushibo is the strongest demon, second only to Muzan Kibutsuji.

Kokushibo opened all six of his eyes, his icy gaze immediately noticing Su Mu, who was gripping the hilt of his sword.

The person in front of me

It was the little devil that the 'adult' had asked to take back.

Chapter 275 Kanao's First Move

Under the Silver Moon

Kokushibo stood tall, dressed in samurai attire, his six open eyes filled with indifference.

Just standing there put immense pressure on everyone.

Some swordsmen even trembled under Kokushibo's indifferent eyes as they gripped their Nichirin Blades.

Almost the instant he spotted Su Mu, Kokushibo jumped down from the roof and slowly walked towards Su Mu, wielding the sword 'Hollow Cry God'.

"Come back with me, kid."

As Kokushibo walked, he spoke calmly, seemingly oblivious to the presence of the group of swordsmen surrounding him.

"Namo Amitabha Buddha".

With his hands clasped together, Himejima Gyomei suddenly moved, wielding a meteor hammer and hand axe with chains and throwing them almost instantly, crashing down on Kokushibo with a dull whistling sound.

The chains gleamed coldly in the moonlight, their heavy iron weight seeming capable of shattering even boulders.

Kokushibo's six eyes didn't even move.

He simply raised his "Xu Ku Shen Qu" sword and blocked the powerful blow with ease.

"clang--!"

A deafening clang of metal clashing exploded in the night sky, sending up a string of blinding sparks that momentarily illuminated the surrounding darkness.

The sparks illuminated the compassionate yet furious face of Himejima Gyomei, as well as the perpetually cold and indifferent face of Kokushibo.

Beiming Yuxingming felt a sinking feeling in his heart.

He could feel that his meteor hammer did not have the power he had imagined when it struck the other's knife.

It couldn't even make Kokushibo's hand holding the sword remain completely still, and the blade itself didn't tremble at all.

He actually... blocked it so easily.

This is probably the second one; the first one to block him was Su Mu, whom he sparred with last time.

Kokushibo glanced down at the meteor hammer that had smashed into his blade, his six eyes narrowing slightly as he swept his gaze over Himejima Gyomei with a hint of admiration.

As a human, Himejima Gyomei's ability to temper his physical body to this extent is almost at the limit of human potential.

His robust physique and the strength honed through countless battles made him take notice.

But, as a human, one is ultimately no match for a ghost.

Even the most physically robust human body, forged to its limits, remains insurmountable in the face of a demon's form.