Simultaneous travel: I am a talented person in all the worlds

Chapter 340 The Whale-Slaying Fist! Akaza, Die!
Mo Yu's figure passed by Akaza, who was throwing out both fists with all his might.

Those fists, powerful enough to shatter mountains and split rocks, ultimately fell limply into empty air.

The power it contained dissipated quietly, without even causing a ripple in the air.

Meanwhile, in Mo Yu's hand, a heart that was still beating had appeared at some point.

Akaza clutched the transparent hole in his chest, knelt down on one knee, his golden pupils trembling wildly, his face filled with bewilderment and incomprehension.

He couldn't understand at all what had happened in that instant, or how he had been defeated.

He didn't even sense a trace of fighting spirit or killing intent!
It's as if I deliberately 'rammed' my heart into it!

He let that hand pierce through his chest and rip out his heart!

Mo Yu stared silently at the bleeding heart in his hand, hesitated for a moment, and finally used the Six Treasurys of True Qi to devour and decompose it:
"Alas, in the end, I'm no longer the barefoot boy I used to be."

The invasion of the Six Treasury True Qi can only transform biomass into pure life force for its own consumption.

To seize that power that comes from the blood.

Therefore, one must swallow flesh and blood, allowing the body to analyze and adapt to that force.

Just like when Mo Yu devoured the flesh and blood of the Jade Pot in Demon Slayer and obtained the Fish Scale Armor.

However, Mo Yu was all too familiar with the concept of a martial arts body.

There's absolutely no need to use Akaza's template to strengthen yourself.

He used the life essence obtained from devouring the heart to strengthen the fish scale armor on his right arm, further enhancing Xiao You's load-bearing capacity and maximum output.

To avoid being affected by an unknown curse and causing Little Right to burst again.

Just as Mo Yu was about to leave to provide support on another battlefield.

Behind him, a martial arts aura, though weakened, was still incredibly pure, and locked onto him once again.

He slowly turned his head and looked around, asking curiously:

"Although, at the last moment, I was unable to perfectly concentrate all the energy in your body at your heart before extracting it."

"But even so, in your current state, you'll only last three more kills before you're completely gone. So why do you continue to stand in my way? Don't tell me it's because of Muzan's orders?"

Mo Yu had a relatively high level of favorability towards Akaza, a pure martial arts expert.

The term "strong" here does not refer to physical strength, but rather to the pure pursuit of martial arts and the unwavering desire to become stronger.

In reality, Akaza's combat strength is only at the upper-middle level among top-tier innate masters.

Even with that, his abnormal regenerative abilities as a demon are still taken into account.

Akaza struggled to his feet from the ruins, and the markings on his body that symbolized demons disappeared.

That signature pink short hair gradually returned to the jet black it had when she was human.

When he opened his eyes again, his eyes, which had returned to the blue sclera of a human, still reflected the image.

The beautiful figure he saw in his flashback, the one that haunted his dreams.

He has regained the memories he lost after becoming a ghost.

He had come to realize that what he truly wanted to protect with his proud iron fists was no longer... alive.

But, Akaza.
No, perhaps, now, he should be called... Komaji.

Having already resolved to die, he faced the final moment of his sinful and tragic life.

He just wanted to take one last look at Mo Yuji's martial arts, which were almost at the level of Tao, and to unleash the punch he had learned in the last moments of his life!

"I'm sorry... for blocking your path to protect the person most important to you."

Komaji bowed deeply to Moyu and said in a deep voice:

"But I beg you, please teach me one more move!"

After saying that, he did not wait for Mo Yu to respond.

Komaji took a sudden step forward and assumed a fighting stance!
Beneath their feet, a snowflake-shaped formation unfolded in all twelve directions, blooming once more!
He once thought it was just a compass needle, which would pull him towards the body's fatal weaknesses as if drawn by an invisible magnetic force.

Now that Komaji has regained all his memories, he finally understands what his Blood Demon Art represents.

"Spell Unfurling - Plain Flow... Snow!"

Komaji softly uttered the name of his technique in a gentle, almost dreamlike tone.

At this moment, his aura was completely different from when he was the Upper Moon Three, Akaza!
The terrifying battle aura that had soared into the sky, filled with destructive and murderous desires, was now completely contained within!

Like a precious sword hidden in its sheath, waiting only for the moment when it is finally drawn to unleash its earth-shattering, peerless sharpness!

And it was at this moment that he finally touched the martial arts realm he had always dreamed of—the Transparent World!
Having already reached the attack range, Kokushibo stood quietly in place for some unknown purpose, not taking the opportunity to join Komaji in attacking Mokuyu from both sides.

He even reached out and grabbed the jade pot, which was about to make some small moves.

Perhaps it was because he wanted to take this opportunity to see Mo Yu's true strength.

Or perhaps, it was simply the last bit of respect a samurai could offer to another samurai.

"Su-ryu - Final Form!!"

"My style: Whale Killing Fist!!"

The final, purest punch!
VS
The strongest and most domineering punch!
There was no earth-shattering roar, nor any sweeping shockwave.

The air hardened and solidified under Mo Yu's outstretched right fist and his overwhelming domineering aura!
Komaji, along with his final, dazzling sword light that emanates from a single point.

Under this domineering and unparalleled will, they were all frozen in mid-air, like tiny insects in amber, unable to move!
Immediately afterward, the iron fist covered in blue fish scales magnified and magnified again in his pupils!
Like a supreme whale that has swum from ancient times, crossing the vast ocean, crushing all the tiny fish that dare to stand in its way!

Komaji, who was forcibly held in mid-air, had nowhere to hide and no way to deflect the force!
He had no choice but to endure the full force of the punch!

The body crumbled little by little, turning into fragments that withered away like snowflakes.

Thank you.

His last words, along with the countless fragments scattered across the sky, vanished with the wind.

Only one heart, brimming with powerful life force, remained suspended in mid-air, pounding.

This was Komaji's final gift, left with a mixture of apology and gratitude. "Pfft!"

At that moment, all the scales on Mo Yu's right arm shattered!

The muscles and bones beneath it dissolved a viscous liquid resembling dark red sauce, which flowed out!

There was no way around it; even though the core of the 'Whale Killing Fist' was actually his powerful and domineering martial will, strong enough to distort reality.

But in the end, it was his body that did the work.

No matter how much it is enhanced, the bearing capacity of a mere innate martial artist is still too much to bear when trying to unleash an attack of this level.

Pale pink Qi surged from his body, flowing slowly like a gentle mist.

The right arm, which had turned into sauce, was broken down into the purest life essence and reabsorbed, with not a single bit wasted.

LOL, did I let it leak out? Come back here!
Just then, a long sword gleaming with an eerie moonlight suddenly slashed down!
'Breath of the Moon, First Form, Dark Moon, Night Palace!'

A powerful attack launched in an instant! A perfectly timed moment of weakness!
It must be said that Kokushibo's strike was truly brilliant.

The only pity is that the strike landed in empty air.
The afterimage dissipated.

Mo Yu, with Komaji's heart in his left hand, appeared dozens of meters behind Kokushibo.

This time, he didn't hesitate to bite into the heart.

As the flesh and blood entered the throat, under the residual medicinal power of the Blood Pill, they transformed into pure life force to nourish the body's injuries.

He swallowed them in a few gulps, then took out two blood pills from his pocket, casually tossed them into his mouth like candy, and began to chew them.

Flesh and blood, tendons and bones, meridians...

It grows and spreads at a visible speed along the already broken right shoulder!
Kokushibo's slashes arrived like a shadow!

'Breath of the Moon, Fourteenth Form, Calamity, Full Moon!'

Layer upon layer of crescent-shaped slashes, like a vortex, swept forward in a fan shape!

Not only is its coverage area extremely large, but its lethality is also only slightly inferior to that of the First Form, which specializes in slashing attacks!

However, no matter how powerful a wide-area attack is, it will eventually have weaknesses.

If the force is applied evenly, then all the areas will be weak points.

This is determined by the maximum output capacity per cycle.

Mo Yu, with his supreme-level combat talent and Void Shattering level martial arts realm, could easily see where the weakness was.

With a casual punch, he shattered the weak point and passed through the storm of moon blades!

"really."

Seeing his attack so easily neutralized, Kokushibo's six golden-red eyes grew even more serious.

At the moment when Mo Yu made her first move, using the momentum generated by Akaza's attack, she easily found an opening and forced out Akaza's heart.

Kokushibo already had a guess in his mind.

Now that he has faced him in person, he has quickly confirmed his suspicions!

To achieve such effortless mastery is only possible when one completely surpasses others in terms of skill level.

When facing Mo Yu, he felt as if he had returned to hundreds of years ago, when he was still a young human swordsman, facing his younger brother Yoriichi Tsugikuni...

That profound sense of powerlessness I felt!
Despite being weaker than him in terms of raw strength, he always managed to defeat him easily with less power and simpler moves!
This feeling
"This is so incredibly frustrating!!"

Kokushibo laughed almost maniacally, letting out a roar that had been suppressed for hundreds of years:

"Let me see! I, Ji Guoyan Sheng, as an ordinary person, after more than four hundred years of accumulation and pursuit, can I truly stand before you monstrous geniuses?!"

'Breath of the Moon - Sixteenth Form'

Because the all-seeing world cannot distinguish which of the three Mo Yu figures before them, whose auras, expressions, and even heartbeats are identical, is the true one.

Kokushibo then simply included all three figures within his attack range!
'Moonbow - Lonely Moon!'

The powerful downward slash, after unleashing its full power, transforms into a longer, wider, and multi-bladed alien blade.

Even though Mo Yu had read the original work and had anticipated Kokushibo's abilities, she still made some misjudgments about this alien blade.

Blood dripped onto the muddy ground from the wound that tore open the left side of his face.

At this moment, the aura and power emanating from Kokushibo have once again surpassed Komaji's peak state when he unleashed that final blow!
He has truly stepped into the realm of the Celestial Realm Grandmaster.

Unfortunately……

Breathing techniques ultimately limited him.

Even though he had reached a certain level, the innate qi that was the hallmark of a Celestial Master did not arise within his body.

Even more unfortunately, things seem to be going badly for Kanae Kocho.

With the Demon Slayer Mo Yu's commission in hand, Mo Yu couldn't afford to waste any more time on this equally interesting guy.

Under Kokushibo's furious barrage of slashes, the three remaining figures of the Nine Shadows of the Spiral were shattered!

None of them were the real bodies.

Kokushibo stared at the crimson blood stained the blade.

He ecstatically stuck out his tongue and put it into his mouth.

"I... have finally reached this level through more than four hundred years of accumulation."

"But...it's still a little short...just a tiny bit more..."

The jade pot in the distance stared in astonishment at the sudden turn of the head, revealing six golden-red eyes filled with greed and desire.

For some reason, a huge sense of crisis and deep fear welled up in his heart.

"Wait...wait! Lord Kokushibo! This...this is an absolute forbidden order set by Lord Muzan...ah—!!"

(End of this chapter)