The intimidating power of the name Muzan Kibutsuji within the Demon Slayer Corps was undeniable!
Therefore, after seeing Muzan Kibutsuji appear, Kanae Kocho and the other women immediately drew their Nichirin swords and entered combat readiness.
No.
Even though they were certain that Muzan Kibutsuji was no match for Kuzeha.
And even though Kuzeha was right beside them.
They never thought of hiding behind Kuzeha.
As demon hunters, being able to personally cut off Muzan Kibutsuji's head was their greatest wish!
However.
They never expected that this battle would end before it even began!
Not only was Muzan Kibutsuji no match for Kuzeha, he didn't even have the qualification to stand in front of him.
Kanae Kocho and the other women looked at Muzan Kibutsuji pinned to the ground, their expressions stunned.
His face was contorted as he fought against Kuzeha's overwhelming presence, his body continuously emitting cracking sounds of breaking bones.
Blood spurted out like an explosion.
Yet Muzan Kibutsuji couldn't even lift his limbs!
Although they had anticipated that Kuzeha should be able to easily defeat Muzan Kibutsuji, seeing the Demon King that their Demon Slayer Corps had been hunting for a thousand years trembling like an ant with their own eyes still left their expressions dazed.
For Mitsuri Kanroji, the scene before her completely exceeded her imagination.
This was the legendary Demon King!
How did he collapse the moment he appeared?
"Is, is this really Muzan Kibutsuji?"
"Or is this not his true form?"
She opened her mouth wide in a dumbfounded manner, saying in disbelief.
Since the strength Muzan Kibutsuji displayed was far too pathetic, she began to doubt the identity of the demon before her.
After all, none of them had ever seen Muzan Kibutsuji's true appearance!
"Whether it's Muzan Kibutsuji or not, just take a swing at his head and you'll know."
Kuzeha turned his head to look at her, saying with a light chuckle.
Hearing this, Mitsuri Kanroji snapped out of her daze.
Under Kuzeha's gaze, she took a deep breath and stepped forward with her Nichirin sword in hand.
Whether this was Muzan Kibutsuji or not, judging from his appearance and aura, this was undoubtedly a demon!
Indeed.
Mitsuri Kanroji swung the Nichirin sword in her hand without hesitation.
Pouring tremendous force into the flexible sword, she skillfully straightened it.
Like a whip, all the power and speed were concentrated into the sword tip at the end.
Clang!
The sharp blade struck Muzan Kibutsuji's neck, producing the sound of metal colliding!
The flexible sword in Mitsuri Kanroji's hand vibrated violently, and quite a bit of the recoil was transmitted to her hands.
She looked down at her slightly trembling hands in shock, then her gaze fell on Muzan Kibutsuji's neck.
Her Nichirin sword had only left a wound less than three millimeters deep on his skin.
"So hard!"
Mitsuri Kanroji exclaimed!
Her gaze toward Muzan Kibutsuji instantly changed.
Lying there and letting her strike his head, yet she couldn't even cut through—with this body strength, he was undoubtedly the Demon King!
At the same time.
Mitsuri Kanroji looked up at Kuzeha with eyes full of amazement!
Under his overwhelming presence, Muzan Kibutsuji couldn't even stand up...
She couldn't imagine what level Kuzeha's strength had reached...
"He's definitely Muzan Kibutsuji, his neck is so hard!"
"Kanae, you all try too!"
Kanae Kocho and the other women exchanged glances, then under Kuzeha's affirming gaze, they all struck at Muzan Kibutsuji's neck!
Not far away.
Fujiwara Chika covered her eyes while watching this terrifying scene that resembled a dismemberment site.
However, her index and middle fingers would occasionally part.
She felt both terrified and afraid, yet excited and expectant.
"If you're scared, don't look..."
Yuki Suou beside her said speechlessly.
But Fujiwara Chika shook her head like a rattle drum, her tone somewhat excited.
"The death scene of a Demon King who lived for a thousand years—this is a historic moment, how could I miss it!"
As Fujiwara Chika spoke, her gaze occasionally fell on Kuzeha's back.
Just looking at Kuzeha's back would make her fearful emotions dissipate somewhat.
Back and forth, they directly canceled each other out!
At this moment, Muzan Kibutsuji, pinned firmly to the ground, felt endless humiliation!
He never imagined that one day, he would have his identity proven in such a humiliating manner!
The group of demon hunters currently slashing at his neck were nothing but ants to him.
He didn't care about them in the slightest.
Even if they severed his head, he wouldn't die.
What filled him with terror was the young man in front of him!
The young man's overwhelming presence pressed down on him, and just lifting his eyes to look at him made Muzan Kibutsuji's body tremble uncontrollably.
At this moment, what pinned him to the ground was not only Kuzeha's Conqueror's Haki, but also the fear deep within Muzan Kibutsuji's own heart!
He understood clearly that as long as Kuzeha didn't leave, he would never be able to escape!
Until the sun rose...
Hiss!
"It's cut through!"
Just then, Shinobu Kocho let out an exclamation.
Under their repeated strikes, Muzan Kibutsuji's head was finally severed!
The women looked at the head with wide-open eyes rolling to the side, their gazes somewhat dazed.
Was it over just like that?
The Demon King that the Demon Slayer Corps had been hunting fruitlessly for a thousand years died here?
The overly easy process made them feel somewhat unreal.
"Am I dreaming?"
Mitsuri Kanroji said in a daze.
Just as she finished speaking, a delicate hand landed on her waist.
"Hiss, that hurts!"
Seeing Mitsuri Kanroji cry out in pain, Shinobu Kocho withdrew her hand.
"I helped you confirm it—you're not dreaming!"
"But you pinched too quickly!"
Mitsuri Kanroji complained.
However, her tone contained deep joy!
Light shone in the beautiful eyes of all the women.
At this moment, Kuzeha's voice reached their ears.
"He's not dead yet!"
"Muzan Kibutsuji can't be killed by just severing his head!"
Hearing this, the women were startled.
They quickly turned back to look at Muzan Kibutsuji!
The headless body was still pinned there.
It didn't turn to black ash like ordinary demons do after being decapitated.
And the head they had severed had quietly rolled to the edge of the rooftop.
After Kuzeha's voice rang out, Muzan Kibutsuji's head suddenly changed expression.
Almost in an instant.
Muzan Kibutsuji's head automatically exploded, splitting into countless pieces of flesh!
Just as these flesh pieces tried to scatter and flee, they seemed to hit an invisible wall and shrank back!
"How is this possible?"
Muzan Kibutsuji's consciousness roared and shrieked!
The surrounding space seemed to be sealed!
The separated flesh pieces were firmly confined within it.
Under the gaze of Kanae Kocho and others, it was as if an invisible cube imprisoned the flesh pieces within it.
"Want to escape?"
Picking up the "cube," Kuzeha looked at the frantically writhing flesh pieces inside and chuckled.
This cube was actually space that he had segmented!
The flesh pieces that Muzan Kibutsuji had separated were confined by him within this cubic space!
Ignoring physical laws to segment space!
This was a new ability he had recently comprehended from the War God's Divine Essence while creating the Flügel!
If nothing unexpected happened, the Flügel would also possess this ability!
At this moment.
The flesh at Muzan Kibutsuji's severed neck writhed rapidly.
At a speed visible to the naked eye, a new head grew out!
His eyes were bloodshot as he stared at Kuzeha with fear and hatred.
"How did you know?"
His emotions had completely collapsed!
He had wanted to play dead to escape disaster!
He never expected Kuzeha to perfectly predict his actions!
This filled Muzan Kibutsuji with despair!
Kuzeha looked down at him condescendingly, saying indifferently.
"You're about to die—what's the point of knowing so much?"
Kuzeha's contemptuous gaze made Muzan Kibutsuji nearly grind his teeth to pieces.
"Your swords can't kill me!"
"There are still more than ten hours until dawn!"
"I've already ordered all demons worldwide to begin rioting!"
"Countless lives will be lost this night!"
"By dawn, corpses will litter the ground outside!"
"The lives of these people will all die because of you!"
Bloodthirsty light flickered in Muzan Kibutsuji's blood-red eyes!
Hearing this, Kanae Kocho and the others' expressions instantly changed!
They clearly understood that Muzan Kibutsuji was threatening them!
But this was also a real crisis!
Once the demons hiding in the shadows rioted, ordinary people would be completely defenseless!
Most importantly, even severing Muzan Kibutsuji's head was useless.
They truly had no way to deal with Muzan Kibutsuji!
"Kuzeha-sensei..."
Kanae Kocho and the other women looked at Kuzeha somewhat panic-stricken.
Kuzeha just looked down at Muzan Kibutsuji on the ground indifferently and sneered.
"A crude threat!"
"Why wait until dawn to kill you?"
Kuzeha threw the pile of flesh pieces back onto Muzan Kibutsuji.
Kuzeha's disdainful tone and attitude immediately panicked Muzan Kibutsuji, who had been forcing himself to see some hope for negotiation.
He forced himself to maintain composure and said coldly.
"Besides the sun, nothing can kill me!"
"On the contrary, can you of the supposedly righteous Demon Slayer Corps really ignore the deaths of so many people?"
Kuzeha paid him no attention.
For the Demon Slayer Corps, when severing the head couldn't kill a demon, they indeed had no choice but to fight until dawn.
But that was the Demon Slayer Corps!
Beings on the same level as demons, as Muzan Kibutsuji!
Even Yoriichi Tsugikuni, who once made Muzan Kibutsuji extremely fearful, could kill Muzan Kibutsuji in the dark of night!
Let alone Kuzeha!
Under the crushing difference in power levels, he could easily grind Muzan Kibutsuji to powder!
Of course, since the auction was still being held downstairs, Kuzeha didn't want to make too much of a commotion.
Moreover, since today he used the Mangekyo Sharingan's genjutsu to lure Muzan Kibutsuji here, he might as well finish it properly—ending it with the Mangekyo Sharingan as well.
"You don't really think you're an immortal being, do you!"
Kuzeha stared at Muzan Kibutsuji, his slowly rotating eerie eyes making the latter's heart fill with unease.
"Amaterasu!"
The next moment, a mass of black flames that almost merged with the night instantly ignited on Muzan Kibutsuji's body!
A burning sensation like sunlight engulfed Muzan Kibutsuji.
"What... what are these flames?"
Muzan Kibutsuji screamed in panic.
The power of the black flames was extremely strong, melting part of his flesh almost instantly.
You must know, his body's strength couldn't even be broken by ordinary swords!
What filled him with the most despair was.
The places burned by the black flames.
Could not regenerate!
Just like real sunlight, they devoured his body!
"This is impossible..."
In these regretful wails, Muzan Kibutsuji gradually dissipated under the burning of Amaterasu.
"So Amaterasu can actually burn people to death!"
Seeing Muzan Kibutsuji turn to black ash, Kuzeha chuckled.
In the mythology of this side, Amaterasu was the sun goddess, so naturally the flames of Amaterasu being especially effective against Muzan Kibutsuji was no surprise!
With Muzan Kibutsuji's death, Daki, who was still under genjutsu nearby, also turned to black ash and dissipated.
Seeing this, Kanae Kocho and the other women finally snapped out of Muzan Kibutsuji's wails.
"Muzan Kibutsuji is really dead!"
Seeing this scene, the women's faces showed some emotion.
The giant stone that had been constantly pressing down on the Demon Slayer Corps had finally fallen!
Kanae Kocho and Shinobu Kocho looked toward Kuzeha, and just as they were about to thank him, they suddenly remembered something.
Since Muzan Kibutsuji was dead, then according to their previous agreement with Kuzeha.
The two sisters would dedicate their entire lives to serving Kuzeha wholeheartedly!
Of course, they had no complaints about this, and were even extremely willing!
After all, if it weren't for Kuzeha, forget about killing Muzan Kibutsuji—they probably still wouldn't have found where this Demon King was!
However, after truly witnessing Kuzeha's strength during this time, the Kocho sisters felt somewhat confused.
Confused about this agreement, about their own positioning!
With their strength, they were destined to be unable to help Kuzeha with anything.
Kuzeha had fulfilled his promise, and they naturally didn't want to be perfunctory with him!
So then, what could they do for Kuzeha?
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