Collapse Iron Live Broadcast Connects All Worlds, Scares Away Wuzhan at the Beginning

"With a roar, the sword in Yan Qing's hand expanded several times. He swung it fiercely, and with the sharp edge of a young man, he shattered the crescent moon in the sky beneath the boundless snow waves."

"The collision of these forces turned into a sharp sound. Amidst the smoke and dust, it seemed as if heavy snowflakes were falling from the sky, landing on Yan Qing's trembling arms."

"This strike has exhausted him, and he is gasping for breath."

Demon World——

After watching Mirror Ryu's sword strike, the Demon Slayer Corps fell into silence.

After an unknown amount of time, Kanroji Mitsuri, who had recovered from her shock first, asked softly, "Um... uh, I want to ask, who has learned this sword?"

"..."

No one answered, there was deathly silence.

The previously somewhat arrogant Fuzuigawa Shima lowered his head completely, remaining silent. A moment later, Kasumi-shari Tokito Muichiro slowly spoke, "Don't ask. I can't learn it. It's probably because this kind of sword technique isn't something humans can master, right?"

The upside-down sword force, the endless snow waves slashed out by the sword... Muichiro had a premonition that this sword, not to mention that the Demon Slayer Corps could not withstand it, even if Muzan came to take it, it would be enough for him to die ten times.

"Miss Jingliu can't learn it, so what about Yanqing?" Kanroji Mitsuri asked again: "Yanqing took Jingliu's sword strike head-on... Has anyone else learned it?"

It was quiet and no one answered.

Only Iguro Obanai patted her shoulder from behind. Like Fuzukawa, he lowered his head with a lonely look in his eyes. "Kanroji, that's enough for today. As for sword training... it's better not to ask anyone."

And on the other side, in the Infinite City——

Muzan Kibutsuji, who was sweating profusely, was holding his forehead. He didn't want the other upper-rank demons to see his almost black face.

Kagami's sword... truly awakened the psychological trauma of his encounter with Tsugikoku Yoriichi hundreds of years ago. Back then, he was hacked to pieces by the owner of the Breathing of the Sun and had to flee for his life, splitting into over a thousand pieces of flesh. And seeing Kagami's sword today...

The murderous intent almost permeated through the light curtain, and the white-haired woman's crescent-shaped attack almost scared him so much that he split apart on the spot.

Looking up at the upper moons, Yu Hu, the upper five, had already hidden himself inside the pot, the entire pot trembling; Hantengu, the upper four, was in a similar state, huddled in a shadowy corner not daring to breathe.

Akaza was quite courageous. He knelt on one knee, but his whole body was shaking uncontrollably. Kokushibo was similarly trembling, but judging by his expression, he seemed to be longing for that level of swordsmanship...

"grown ups."

Douma's voice suddenly sounded not far away.

Muzan narrowed his eyes, nodded slightly, and signaled Douma to continue.

"Sir, if we truly receive the Blessing of Plenty, it also means we might be hunted by the Immortal Boat Alliance."

"By then, this woman named Jingliu will regard us as evil creatures and hunt us down..."

“—shut up.”

Not wanting to listen any further, Muzan interrupted Douma coldly.

Even if what he said made sense, Muzan had to admit one thing: compared to the temptation of seeing the sun, the Immortal Boat Patrol was more dangerous...

If he were really targeted by an immortal of Jingliu's level, his life would be miserable.

New Eridu——

Air Defense Class 6 combat training room.

The high-risk corpses generated by projection technology were swept away by the surging sword energy almost the moment they appeared. After the next wave was generated, they were quickly swept away in the same posture.

Yue Chengliu came to the practice room with a stack of documents in his arms, and was admiring the repeated practice of the fox girl.

"Section Chief, what is the training this time?" Yue Chengliu smiled slightly.

Hoshimiya jumped into the air and once again imitated the upside-down action of Jingliu's sword, but the sword energy he swung out could never reach the quality of Jingliu, and could only destroy some high-risk corpses.

Xing Jianya landed lightly on the ground, sheathed her sword, and calmly took the documents handed to her by Yue Chengliu.

"This time, my training is to refuse to attend the performance review meeting until I have mastered the sword technique of Jingliu Zhan Yanqing."

"Is this the latest practice to avoid the debriefing meeting?" Yue Chengliu reluctantly pushed the fox girl out of the practice room and repeatedly warned her, "Section Chief Ya, tonight's debriefing meeting is very important. You must go!"

"Besides! While it's good for you to practice swordsmanship, Section Chief Miyabi, this kind of training will only cause you to lose your bonuses for the next few months... no, even years!"

"Yes, Liu." Xing Jianya nodded calmly, "So I'm practicing hard to avoid having my bonus deducted next year."

"—if I can learn it this year."

-

Yan Qing looked at his still trembling hands in disbelief: "I... I took her sword?"

"Jingliu had vanished, leaving only a voice echoing in the air: 'I'll take the records you found.'"

"Thanks, little brother."

"Yan Qing walked forward with heavy steps when he suddenly found a thin piece of paper under his feet. He opened it and saw Jing Liu's handwriting: This sword is a token of gratitude. We have a deep bond and will continue our relationship someday."

Yan Qing crumpled the note into his palm, feeling uneasy, "This woman of unknown origin also wants to find the whereabouts of the blade..."

"No, no matter what she wants to do to the prisoner, she must not be allowed to do it first."

Chapter 140 Dan Ding Si - the secret incubation base of the King of Medicine!

"On the other side, Dan Dingsi."

"The setting sun was blood-red, and the evening breeze blew through the still-smoke-filled Danding Division. An indescribable sense of solemnity and desolation permeated the air. The remains of the Cloud Cavalry scattered across the ground, filling the hills and valleys. Crows circled above the low treetops, ready to enjoy this feast."

"Just as a crow opened its beak and repeatedly poked at an eyeball, the sudden sound of footsteps broke the silence and startled the crows away."

"The battle is so intense..." Seeing this kind of scene for the first time, Sanyueqi unconsciously shrank behind Xing."

"It seems that while we were delayed at the Construction Department, the Grand Astrologer had already left," Tingyun speculated.

"Thank goodness the general didn't let us follow the Cloud Riders... War and adventure are truly different." Sanyueqi couldn't help but shudder. "This crowd of people... I, I can't stand this kind of scene."

"What are you talking about, benefactor? This isn't much of a spectacle..." Tingyun folded his arms and glanced sideways at the corpses scattered at the foot of the stairs. "Hundreds of years ago, a certain rich envoy led his army to Luofu to rob Jianmu. He nearly destroyed half of the cave heavens and killed only one in ten of the Cloud Cavalry."

"To the Immortals, this past isn't even history; it's not an exaggeration to call it yesterday. Compared to that, what's happening right now is just a minor incident."

"Wow, how can you be so comforting!" After hearing Tingyun's words, Sanyueqi retreated even further.

"These cloud riders..."

Xutark lowered his eyes, and when he thought of these big brothers in the Cloud Riders who also had their own brothers and sisters, wives, children, and parents, a strong sense of sadness surged from the bottom of his heart.

...There must be people in the immortal boat who they care about, and who also care about them, right? But the demonic Yin bodies pierced Yunqi's heart with a single blow, extinguishing all hope and happiness in an instant.

Looking at the pained and distorted expressions on the faces of the dead Cloud Cavalry, memories of his homeland suddenly flooded back. It was as if Shuttark saw the corpses burned by the Demon King's army and smelled the scent of iron and fire in the air...

He suddenly covered his mouth with his hands, suppressing the urge to vomit.

Just as he was trembling all over, a warm current dispelled his physical discomfort. Xutalk turned around and saw Zain holding the holy book and casting the goddess's blessing on him.

“What’s wrong? Are you not used to big scenes?” After the protection ended, Zain patted his shoulder comfortingly, “If you still feel uncomfortable, rest today.”

"Scenery like this isn't uncommon on the Demon King's front lines; it happens every day," Fulilian warned. "If we're going to cross the northern plateau, we'll inevitably pass through the front lines... You need to get used to it soon, Shuttark."

"Yeah." Xiutark lowered his eyes, "It's just that seeing these dead Cloud Riders reminds me of some past events..."

"I wonder if Taibu will win or lose this battle?" Walter looked at the tragic scene inside the Dan Ding Division and was quite worried.

"A conservative one-to-one tie," Xing guessed.

"…Do you think there's a draw in a match?" Sanyueqi rolled his eyes at her. "I see more fallen demonic beings than cloud cavalry. This battle should be a great one for the Immortal Boat."

"…Not necessarily." Walter shook his head slightly. "If a march is a great victory, they usually leave behind strongholds and troops to support them, but there are none here. Let's look around, maybe there are some clues."

"Xing examined the bodies of several demonic spirits and discovered sword marks on their armor. Shockingly, these marks were all from the deceased's own weapons. These demonic spirits... committed suicide."

"How could this happen?" Confused, Xing and the others walked along the avenue and soon spotted two people in a corridor not far away.

"One is dressed as a doctor from the Danding Division, and the other is a Cloud Rider, clutching his head, in agony."

"It looked like the healers were treating Yunqi's injuries. Xing was about to ask them about the troops' whereabouts, but the woman, upon seeing them, was surprised and asked, "Hey, you're not Yunqi... What are you doing here? It's very dangerous."

Walter: "We are the general's request for assistance. Where are the others?"

"Hehe..." The healer suddenly laughed sinisterly, "They actually brought in the short-lived seed as reinforcements... Hehe, Jingyuan really has no one to use."

"As soon as she said this, everyone immediately felt that the atmosphere was not right."

"As expected, the trembling Cloud Rider used all his strength to force out a few words through his teeth: "Run! This guy is... the Medicine King's Secret!"

"You're so talkative!" the healer said coldly, "If I heal you, you'll be one of us."

Demon World——

"Oh? You can actually transform the severely injured Yunqi into a demonic Yin body?"

"Then let the demonic body fight against the living Cloud Rider... The idea of ​​the Medicine King's Secret Teachings coincides with mine."

Inside the Infinite Castle, Muzan Kibutsuji nodded in appreciation.

For hundreds of years, he deliberately wanted to turn those swordsmen who possessed breathing techniques into demons, so that they could fight against the Demon Slayer Corps, and the effect was outstanding.

Unfortunately, there are not many swordsmen who are willing to become demons. Some of them even remain loyal to the Demon Slayer Corps after becoming demons, and would rather commit suicide than be controlled by them.

However, Muzan never thought that it was his own problem.

——Preferring death over becoming a ghost only proves that these people are completely mentally unstable! They're all incomprehensible fools! Giving up their nearly infinite life and not enjoying it, instead clinging to the few decades of human life, is sheer folly!

...Just like these Cloud Riders in the light curtain, after becoming Demon Yin, they would rather commit suicide than enjoy the perfect immortal body. Muzan just thinks that they are as stupid as the swordsmen of the Demon Slayer Corps.

"Jade pot."

Wuzan raised his eyelids slightly, and a strangely shaped pot appeared in front of him. The head of the jade pot carefully poked out from inside. After confirming that the lord was not angry, it showed its full body respectfully: "Sir..."

"When you and Hantengou go to the Swordsmith Village, remember to bring me a living swordsmith."

Muzan looked down at him and said coldly: "I want to do some small experiments on those idiots who are loyal to the Demon Slayer Corps..."

"Golden branches burst forth from the Cloud Rider's body, and golden ginkgo leaves sprouted from the tips of his hair. In the blink of an eye, Cloud Rider transformed into a demonic form before everyone's eyes!"

"His mind seemed to be in a state of confusion. He waved his blade wildly at Xing while struggling, saying, 'Hurry...get out of here...'"

“I can’t control myself anymore! !”

Chapter 141 Jing Yuan’s expression is a specialty that Xian Zhou must appreciate!

"The life of a short-lived species is fleeting, so why seek death?"

"Why did you come to the Immortal Boat? Do you want to seek immortality?"

"Don't worry about Jing Yuan's expression! The Medicine King Secret Teachings can give you what you want!"

"During the battle, the Medicine King's secret healer never stopped talking, fighting and talking at the same time. Judging from her performance alone, she is simply the best-selling among the Medicine King's secret healers!"

Xumi Desert, Aru Village.

"Haha, this little pawn is quite talkative. I wonder how she would feel when she found out that her leader, Jiang Xing, considers her a friend?"

In the tavern, Dixia and Candice were sitting together, enjoying the date palm wine from the oasis while discussing the exemplary mouthpiece of the secret teachings of the Medicine King in the light curtain.

"Besides, what does 'not having to look at Jing Yuan's face' mean?" Dixia excitedly defended Jing Yuan. "It would be a huge loss if I didn't see Jing Yuan's face during this trip to the Immortal Boat!"

"Although Jing Yuan always looks like he hasn't woken up yet, that lazy look is so handsome! What kind of vision do the people who learned the secret teachings of the King of Medicine have? I would rather have to look at Jing Yuan's face every day!"

"Especially the way he wields that formation sword—"

The drunk Dixia began to imitate Jingyuan's actions, and her slightly funny movements immediately attracted the attention of many drinkers.

"...Okay, okay, Dishia, the tavern is not the place for you to wave your fists." Candice smiled helplessly. She quietly took Dishia's wine glass and poured her a glass of Dun Dun Peach juice.

"Hey, if you can't drink much, don't drink too much..."

"Unfortunately, that Medicine King's secret disciple is just a little louder."

"After easily dispatching her, the Cloud Rider who had been trapped by the demonic power finally regained some consciousness and collapsed on the ground."

"Hold on a little longer, we'll get someone to rescue you..." Sanyueqi said soothingly.

"Don't waste time! I've already been transformed by that guy. It won't be long..." the Cloud Rider said weakly, "Hurry up and leave... Master Taibu is just ahead..."

"Then he stopped talking, as if he had run out of energy, or as if he was waiting for Xing and the others to leave."

"…Let's go." Walter knew it was too late to save the situation. The most important thing now was to catch up with Taibu and prevent more tragedies like this from happening."

"He should be planning to wait until Xing leaves, and then..." Marin couldn't bear to watch any further.

"Suicide is his best option," Nadezhda sighed. "They're all soldiers with dignity, so naturally they want to die with dignity. Rather than going completely crazy and being killed by their comrades, it's better to preserve a last bit of dignity for themselves..."

"If it were me, I would probably make the same choice."