Demon Slayer: I am a Demon.

"It seems you're really determined to stand with these people who have such short lives."

Muzan Kibutsuji raised his head, his crimson eyes filled with savagery.

At this moment, Su Mu simply stroked the Nichirin Blade in his hand and swung it down at Kibutsuji Muzan once more.

"Clang!"

The slash struck Muzan Kibutsuji's raised arm, sending out blinding sparks. Muzan Kibutsuji's arm was clearly as hard as metal.

The battle erupted in an instant.

Blades flashed, their cold light gleaming, as the two figures moved swiftly through the streets of Yoshiwara, their movements almost invisible to the naked eye. The air was filled with muffled explosions and the clanging sounds of metal clashing.

While the fighting figures are almost invisible to ordinary people, they are still visible to the 'pillars'.

Gyomei Himejima gripped the chains in his hand, watching the battle that had already begun. From the very start, the fight between Su Mu and Muzan Kibutsuji intensified.

Having personally fought Muzan Kibutsuji, Gyomei Himejima naturally understood just how powerful Muzan Kibutsuji was. In fact, that battle was against a Muzan Kibutsuji whose strength had been greatly diminished in the explosion, a battle in which countless swordsmen risked their lives to buy him a chance.

Even so, it still couldn't pose a threat to Muzan Kibutsuji.

Even now, the shadow of that battle still lingers in the heart of Gyomei Himejima.

Now, under the 'Mind's Eye', Su Mu has shown extremely strong strength, far exceeding his expectations. In the previous sparring with him, Beimingyu Xingming only felt that Su Mu should be slightly stronger than him, but now it seems that he was very wrong.

Su Mu's strength is far greater than imagined.

But so what?

He was facing Muzan Kibutsuji.

Even though Su Mu is powerful enough, he is still far inferior to Muzan Kibutsuji.

"boom……"

Su Mu's body flew backward like a kite with a broken string, smashing through countless walls before crashing to the ground amidst a cloud of dust and stones.

His body was covered in wounds, and blood was everywhere.

Ultimately, there is still a difference in strength.

Kibutsuji Muzan's crimson eyes were fixed on Su Mu, whom he had smashed away, and then he looked around, his vigilance gradually relaxing.

Even now, Muzan Kibutsuji remains wary of a possible ambush targeting him, but the current situation doesn't seem to indicate that.

I looked up at the sky; the bright moon hung high in the sky, and there was still plenty of time before dawn.

“I hate it when someone betrays me. I hate it so much. That’s how it was with Tamayo back then, and that’s how it is with you now. I hate them both.”

Muzan Kibutsuji clenched his fist slightly, his crimson eyes turning bloodshot: "You became a demon by obtaining my blood, but after overcoming the demon's flaws, you broke free from my control. Why won't you tell me how to overcome those flaws? Why?"

As he spoke, Muzan Kibutsuji's figure vanished from his spot and reappeared beside Su Mu, who had crashed to the ground. His sharp five claws extended, ready to grab Su Mu's neck.

"clang!"

Su Mu raised his sword to block the claws that were reaching out.

The blade clashed with the claws, sparks flying.

"boom"

As the blade clashed with the claws, Muzan Kibutsuji's right foot struck him in the abdomen like a venomous dragon.

In that instant, Su Mu felt as if his internal organs had been hit head-on by a speeding train.

It is a pure, brutal, blunt force that penetrates the skin and bones, directly vibrating to every nerve ending.

"puff--"

A mouthful of blood spurted from Su Mu's mouth, drawing a scarlet arc in the air.

Su Mu's body flew backward like a stone thrown into the air, so fast that the air itself was torn apart with a sharp whistling sound.

The streets of Yoshiwara Yukaku transformed into a blurry blur of light and shadow before Su Mu's eyes.

The walls, lanterns, and wooden doors all became the backdrop for his retreat.

However, Muzan Kibutsuji did not give him a chance to catch his breath.

While still in the air, before I could regain my balance, I saw the moonlight overhead being obscured by a dark shadow.

Kibutsuji Muzan's figure leaped into the air like a ghost, looking down from above, his crimson eyes filled with only cold killing intent.

"too slow."

As Muzan's voice rang in their ears, a foot slashed down.

"boom!"

The kick struck Su Mu's crossed blade, and the immense force sent Su Mu's body hurtling towards the ground like a meteor.

But Muzan's offensive was far from over. He spun in the air and delivered a second kick, which struck Su Mu hard on the side.

The bones emitted a dull thud that made your teeth ache, and Su Mu felt at least two ribs crack from the blow.

Pain shot through his body like an electric current, but he didn't even have time to feel it because the third blow had already arrived.

Muzan spread his arms wide, his ten fingers like hooks, and swung them repeatedly at Su Mu, who was still flying backward.

Each swing was accompanied by a shrill whistling sound that tore through the air, and Su Mu could only rely on instinct to raise his blade and barely parry.

But how much can a parry block?

A claw tore open his left shoulder.

A claw pierced through his right arm.

A claw left four deep, bone-revealing bloody gashes on his chest.

Blood splattered in the air and spilled onto the streets of Yoshiwara.

Su Mu finally crashed to the ground, his body carving a long furrow in the bluestone slab, sending pebbles flying.

Before he could even stand up, Muzan Kibutsuji descended from the sky, stomping on his head.

"Snap—"

The ground was cracked, and spiderweb-like cracks spread in all directions.

Su Mu rolled away at the last moment, the foot grazing his cheek as it landed on the ground, the strong wind stinging his skin.

But he had only rolled half a circle when Muzan's fist caught up and slammed solidly into his shoulder.

It was the sound of bones cracking again.

Another figure flying backwards.

Blood splattered everywhere again.

That's the difference; in the face of absolute strength, any skill seems pale and powerless.

This is Muzan Kibutsuji.

Muzan Kibutsuji, who comes closest to a perfect life form, is also the target that the Demon Slayer Corps has been trying to eliminate for thousands of years.

Chapter 285 Some ghosts, like you, will never understand.

Su Mu's left arm was torn open, his right arm was pierced through, his chest was beaten raw and bloody, and the rest of his wounds were all over his body.

Such injuries would be fatal for a human.

But for a demon, especially a perfect demon that has overcome its flaws, such a wound is nothing.

Standing up from the ruins, Su Mu simply twisted his head and moved his wrists; all his wounds healed almost instantly.

It was as if he had never been injured, and the attacks he had encountered before were just illusions.

This is a ghost.

……

Although the injury has healed, the pain experienced during that time was real.

For Su Mu, it had been a long time since he had experienced such a painful moment after consuming the Blue Spider Lily, overcoming his demonic flaws, and becoming a perfect life form.

At least, he didn't like that feeling.

But compared to the pain of the injury...

Su Mu looked around and noticed that, apart from a few specific individuals, the swordsmen who had previously admired and respected him were now looking at him in a completely different way.

Some swordsmen even had eyes filled with hatred and murderous intent.

She lowered her eyes slightly.

Suddenly I was thinking, nowadays, many swordsmen probably hope to perish together with Muzan Kibutsuji, right?

I hope that demons like Muzan Kibutsuji will completely disappear from this world.

Thinking about these things made me feel very bad, and this bad feeling was even worse than the pain from my injuries.

"Whether or not to leave, there's absolutely no need to take such a risk..."

Suddenly, this thought came to mind. Although there were still many arrangements to be made, the immense power of Muzan Kibutsuji posed a significant risk to him.

It's completely unnecessary for such a group of people.

Although there was an element of her own desire to kill Muzan Kibutsuji, but...

Just as Su Mu hesitated, the swordsmen led by Himejima Gyomei launched an attack, targeting Kibutsuji Muzan.

"Breath of Rock. Fifth Form. Wafer Form".

Gyomei Himejima leaped into the air and swung his meteor hammer down with tremendous force towards Muzan Kibutsuji.

"boom……"

The meteor hammer struck Muzan Kibutsuji, instantly generating a powerful shockwave that spread outwards, sending sand and gravel flying and dust billowing everywhere.

As the smoke dissipated, Muzan Kibutsuji, who was in the center, was still standing there unharmed. Although the meteor hammer that was powerful enough to smash an ordinary demon into a pulp had caused some injuries to Muzan Kibutsuji, with the regenerative ability of the first demon, he recovered in an instant, and there was no trace of injury.

"I remember you. You were one of those who surrounded me last time, weren't you? I thought you were dead. I didn't expect you to still be alive."

Kibutsuji Muzan's crimson eyes looked at Himejima Gyomei.

"If you're not dead, how could I dare to die?"