A revolving lantern... it really is a revolving lantern.
It is said that the reason why people experience a revolving lantern effect when they are about to die is because human instinct is driven by the desire to find ways to avoid danger in all their past experiences.
Before this, Chika had never experienced a revolving lantern, so she was quite surprised when it appeared on her.
Yoriichi Tsugikuni and Iwakatsu Tsugikuni seemed to appear in front of her, but Chika could not speak to them, because they were just images of memories in her mind.
Yoriichi Tsugikuni has already gone to heaven and been reincarnated.
Ji Guoyan Sheng has already gone to hell to atone for his sins.
They won't be here to help Chinatsu. The only ones who can help Chinatsu are her surviving Demon Slayer Corps members and Chinatsu herself.
During the duration of the flashback, they struggled with all their might, and before everyone reached the other side of life and death, opened their marks, and perished together with Muzan, they stepped back into the battlefield!
While Chinatsu was caught in a revolving loop of emotions, outside, in the rainy night, Tanjiro and the others, burdened with heavy responsibilities, surrounded Muzan and fought fiercely.
With blood trickling from the corner of her mouth, Mitsuri charged forward, her Nichirin Blade, as thin as a ribbon, rapidly swishing and wrapping around one of the bone whips that Muzan had grown from his back.
"good!!!"
After successfully entangling the whip, Mitsuri took a deep breath, her muscles, eight times denser than usual, tensed and she forcefully pulled on the hilt of her sword. Under this unreasonable brute force, Muzan's body twitched, and it felt as if the bone whip was about to be torn apart by her.
"This woman..."
Muzan gritted his teeth, wondering how this generation of Demon Slayer Corps Pillars could be so powerful and so difficult to deal with.
Something's not right... there must be something wrong.
It's not that they are strong, but that I have become weaker?
It's gotten weaker!!!
Muzan's pupils widened. Only now did he realize the problem: his once strong body had aged thousands of years.
Realizing this, Muzan's face contorted with rage. The thought that he had been caught in a web of traps from the very beginning caused his pride as the King of Demons to crumble.
"Damn it! Damn it! Damn it!!!"
Muzan stared at Mitsuri, who was struggling, and lashed out fiercely at her with a whip made from one of his arms, intending to kill her on the spot.
However, just as Muzan fixed his gaze on Mitsuri, the Serpent Pillar Obanai Iguro charged towards her.
"Serpent's Breath - Third Form: Nest Sting!"
The Nichirin Blade in his hand was like a giant python, binding and restraining the spiked whip that Muzan had lashed out.
Obanai Iguro stood in front of Mitsuri, staring coldly at Muzan, and said, "Don't even think about harming Kanroji!"
Realizing he was aging every second, Muzan was extremely agitated. He gritted his teeth and unleashed another powerful shockwave from his body, sending everyone around him flying more than a hundred meters away.
Everyone lay on the ground in excruciating pain, their nerves paralyzed, preventing them from getting up immediately.
Muzan also began to pant. Under the strain of overexertion, the wounds he had deliberately concealed on his body began to show one by one. These were wounds inflicted on him by Yoriichi Tsugikuni more than 400 years ago, wounds that even he, as the Demon King, could not completely heal.
"Ugh, this is so annoying. Now that you've seen my scars, there's no way you'll beg me to let you go!"
Muzan's footsteps pounded the ground, and the people around him struggled to their feet. Unlike the cold raindrops, they felt their bodies were burning hot.
Is this a sign that I'm about to die?
No, this is a sign that the markings are about to appear.
Chinatsu, who was lying on the ground, had already sensed this phenomenon, and she herself had also reached the "end" of the revolving lantern.
"Chika, you must kill Muzan!"
Qianxia suddenly opened her eyes, forcefully resisting the numbness in her nerves as she stood up from the ground.
"Please... leave it to me!"
Chika's bloodshot eyes looked at Muzan. Muzan, who was originally preparing to kill everyone one by one, suddenly turned around and looked at Chika. When he saw Chika get up again, his face was so ferocious that it was distorted.
"An unkillable cockroach."
"Are you talking about yourself? With your tentacled body, aren't you just a cockroach?"
Chinatsu's trash talk started again, but because Muzan's expression was already twisted enough, there wasn't much of a change.
Muzan brandished all the whips on his body and charged toward Chinatsu, because he judged that Chinatsu no longer had the strength to maintain the Breath of the Sun. He wanted to get close to Chinatsu and forcibly devour her body.
Facing the onrushing Muzan, Chinatsu gripped her crimson sword tightly with both hands and adopted a starting stance different from Sun Breathing, Moon Breathing, and even Water Breathing sword techniques.
"Sun and Moon Flow, One Form, Sun and Moon Shine Together".
In an instant, Muzan's charge came to a halt.
Sharp wounds appeared on Muzan's body, and a large amount of blood splattered out.
Muzan's pupils trembled, and his steps toward Chika not only stopped but he even took a step back.
He raised his hand to cover the most serious wound on his waist, his forehead covered in cold sweat as he looked at Qianxia.
What exactly just happened?
He didn't see it, he didn't see what Qianxia did at all. There was a certain distance between him and Qianxia, a distance at which even his long whip could reach her. How could she have attacked him?
Kokushibo's Moon Call?
No, that's definitely not it.
The searing, piercing pain emanating from this wound was undoubtedly from the Breath of the Sun, but the shape of the wound resembled that of the Breath of the Moon…
Wait... no way?
Muzan suddenly realized something, and the expression in his eyes as he looked at Chinatsu changed once again. It was as if Yoriichi Tsugikuni and Kokushibo Tsugikuni, holding swords, appeared on either side of Chinatsu.
Chika's crimson eyes were fixed on Muzan, and under the watchful gaze of his aging body, Muzan genuinely considered the idea of escaping.
"There's no other way but to stop here. I'll take my revenge once I've cleared the toxins from my body and recovered to my full strength!"
Muzan made this decision through gritted teeth, but when he considered his pride and chose to self-destruct into pieces to escape, he was shocked to find that he could not self-destruct.
Why can't I self-destruct?!
Could it be... poison again?!
"You guys! You're all so despicable!!!" Muzan roared angrily at Chinatsu with a hint of desolation.
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