Anime/Manga: Bankai Starting with Demon Slayer

His swordplay was cold and efficient, without a single superfluous movement; every strike was aimed at Doma's vital points.

However, the opponent was, after all, Upper Moon Two, whose reaction speed and striking power should not be underestimated.

The two fans danced in his hands like the wind, calmly parrying Giyu Tomioka's slashes, and even managing to deflect Shinobu Kocho's occasional attempts to launch surprise attacks!

Faced with Asuka's occasional spiritual pressure strikes, he dodged them as easily as a slippery eel, clearly intending to deal with Asuka last.

This battle lasted only a dozen minutes, and the temperature in the courtyard had already dropped by tens of degrees.

Both Giyu Tomioka and Shinobu Kocho had their eyebrows covered in frost. Maintaining full concentration while in a restricted state for a long time had pushed their lungs to their limit.

Especially Shinobu Kocho.

Because she inhaled a small amount of ice shards during the initial battle, her lungs had begun to ache, and each breath she took carried a strong smell of blood.

No, this can't go on like this! Asuka thought to herself that something was wrong.

He could sense that the evil spirit was deliberately using this extreme environment to erode their life force...

This stalemate is meaningless; it will only wear us down.

"Your alveoli are dying, you must be in pain breathing like this?" Douma elegantly fanned himself with his golden fan, dodging another attack from Shinobu Kocho. "Actually, if you just stop breathing and obediently accept my redemption, you won't be in pain anymore..."

"Shut up—!! Dragonfly Dance - Compound Eye Hexagon!"

"Oh my, what a passionate look you have, like you want to devour me, petite Miss Zhu."

The slender Nichirin Blade transformed into a flurry of afterimages, the wisteria poison tempered on the blade hissing under the urge of rage, increasing the speed of the thrusts by three times!

Bang bang bang! !

Several consecutive thrusts rang out, and Shinobu Kocho's figure transformed into a purple streak of light, landing on one side of the courtyard.

"Wow, that's fast. Among all the swordsmen I've encountered, you must be the fastest."

Several streaks of blood bloomed from Douma's body, and his face was once again covered with purplish-black toxins: "But unfortunately, it feels like that's all there is to it~ Your poison is starting to lose its effectiveness."

puff--!!

Blood splattered, blooming a glaring crimson in the pale courtyard.

The pair of golden fans in Doma's hands, gleaming with light, swept past Shinobu Kocho's chest and abdomen at an unusual angle during their clash.

Even though Shinobu managed to dodge in a hurry, Doma still shattered her ribs in an instant and left a gruesome frostbite gash on her shoulder.

Shinobu Kocho's right shoulder was severed, and warm blood spurted out. Her body staggered and was about to fall to the ground!

"Tolerate--!!"

Seeing that Butterfly was seriously injured, Bird rushed to her rescue.

But Doma was still relentless, gathering several more ice spikes, preparing to pierce Shinobu's body directly:

"If you could have used decapitation instead of stabbing, I might not have been able to react in time. What a pity~"

Om-!

An uncontrollable rage surged within him, and Feiniao felt his entire body burning up. Even the sub-zero temperatures could no longer affect his speed.

Whoosh! Clang! Clang!

He teleported to Shinobu's side and shattered all the ice spikes at lightning speed.

Ice fog rushed into his lungs, and sharp ice crystals cut through his airways, producing a deep, heavy hum of breathing.

On his right cheek, a cluster of crimson spots, like burning flames, was rapidly spreading, meandering beneath his skin.

Not only that, the leopard, which was originally emitting blue-green arcs of light, also began to flash with light and emit a scorching hiss as his aura changed.

"...I was too cautious. I shouldn't have considered the physical strain from the beginning..."

The bird raised its head, a crimson line of blood trickling down its nose, and half its face was covered in ferocious markings, making it look like a demon.

"Upper Moon, you will definitely die today."

Chapter 81 The Marks of Resonance

Perhaps because of her life-or-death battle with Akaza, Asuka was very cautious before entering the courtyard.

He carefully observed whether there were any other demons around him, carefully probed the spiritual pressure fluctuations of the Upper Moon demon in front of him, and carefully avoided the range of Doma's Blood Demon Art.

Rather than actively attacking, he spent more time trying to protect his teammates and prevent Kyojuro from being on the verge of death from happening again.

He had been waiting for the perfect moment, waiting for the demon to reveal a weakness so he could kill him.

But now, Shinobu Kocho has fallen behind him, her fate unknown.

The blinding crimson was like a loud slap, landing hard on the bird's face.

I will help you kill that blood-stained demon wielding two fans. It's a promise.

Memories, accompanied by an unbearable heat, rose from the depths of Asuka's mind.

It was an uncontrollable anger, and even more so, an extreme self-loathing:

"What am I doing...?"

He gripped the knife hilt tightly, his knuckles clearly visible, blood seeping from his palms.

Perhaps the raccoon sensed its master's anger, or perhaps the unusual grip resonated with the blade.

The raccoon is burning.

"Tomioka!!"

Asuka's eyes were already bloodshot as she shouted at Giyu Tomioka, who was dodging Doma's attacks.

"Cooperate with me!!"

Although Giyu Tomioka had not seen Asuka many times, he had never felt such a violent killing intent from Asuka.

Before he could even speak, he watched as the bricks beneath the bird's feet crumbled in an instant!

boom--!

Asuka gathered all the spiritual energy in her body at her feet, squeezing it to the limit!

He transformed into a black bolt of lightning, covering a distance of over ten meters in the blink of an eye, and appeared directly in front of Doma.

"Oh, what a scary expression." Doma tilted his head, his seven-colored eyes filled with playful compassion. "Are you angry? How pitiful..."

"Second Form: Saku —!!"

Asuka didn't want to hear another word from him, and unleashed a fierce barrage of slashes with her long sword.

The power of this sword far surpassed that of the past, and the killing intent emanating from it made Douma frown slightly.

"Blood Demon Technique: Withered Garden and Weeping Willow"

The golden fan fluttered, transforming the icy wind into nine swirling slashes, attempting to freeze the bird along with the strange blade.

In Doma's battle logic, any frost-wielding human whose lungs come into contact with him will necrotize and their strength will rapidly diminish. Whether fighting or fleeing, they will sooner or later become his prey.

However, Asuka's sword strike was not slowed down in the slightest.

The ice that Domo wielded, enough to freeze the air instantly, melted the moment it touched the scorching hot blade!

It was like throwing a red-hot iron into snow; the ice formed by the Blood Demon Art melted completely under the high temperature.

What do you mean? Isn't he a swordsman who uses the Breath of Wind technique?

Doma didn't understand, and his elegant figure was forced to float backward, but Asuka wasn't going to let him go.

Clang! Clang! Clang!

Asuka relentlessly pursued Doma's retreat path, forcing him to barely manage to block her ferocious attack with his golden fan.

Although Doma continuously unleashed ice mist in an attempt to hinder the bird's attacks, the opponent's terrifying sword seemed capable of directly devouring most of the ice shards, preventing any effective damage...

No, it still caused harm.

Blood seeped from Asuka's nostrils, and his breathing was heavy and hoarse like a broken bellows, but he no longer cared.

A tremendous force traveled along the fan handle, causing Doma, a demon, to feel a tingling sensation in his arm.

The intense heat of the Crimson Blade caused wisps of blue smoke to rise from the paired fans. He felt an inexplicable suction force frantically devouring the demonic power within his body through the contact between the two weapons!

"...What happened with this memory?"

In the midst of the fierce battle, Doma even momentarily lost his focus.

He seemed to see a blurry figure deep within his soul.

Holding a crimson sword, wearing sun-shaped earrings, and with ferocious markings covering her face.

Faced with this figure, he was overcome with uncontrollable fear...

It wasn't him, it was Lord Wuchan who was trembling?

"This is... Lord Musan's memories?" He was startled, realizing that the black-haired swordsman in front of him might be more troublesome than he had anticipated.

"Water Breathing - First Form: Water Surface Slash!"

Just as the two were locked in combat, Yoshiyuki Tomioka, who was looking for an opportunity, also made his move.

His figure transformed into a wave of azure water, his Nichirin Blade tracing a winding path, precisely slicing towards Doma's nape.

"Blood Demon Art: Manjusaka!"

Doma sensed the danger behind him, and several barbed ice vines instantly sprang up from the ground, densely wrapping around Yoshiyuki.

"...Gale Force - Tengu Wind!!"

Centered on the bird, a massive red whirlwind roared out.

The whirlwind, mixed with the spiritual pressure emanating from the monstrous beast, was like a giant millstone, instantly pulverizing the surrounding ice vines!

Even so, one extremely well-hidden ice vine managed to evade the attack of the Tengu Wind and suddenly pierced out from a dark corner!

If Giyu Tomioka were to strike with that blade, he too would be pierced through!

This is a fatal blow.

Yi Yong's cold, stern eyes revealed a desperate fighting spirit.

He knew that Asuka was creating opportunities for him with that suicidal fighting style, and if he couldn't seize them, all three of them would die here today.

At the critical moment of life and death, for the first time, a flicker of emotion appeared on Gi-yong's usually expressionless face.

He could hear his own heartbeat, so fast it seemed to leap out of his chest, and his body temperature instantly soared to a level that was difficult for any human to bear.

In that instant, he suddenly remembered many people and many things.

My lord...Master...Rabbit, Makomo...Tanjiro...

My dear older sister...

Ultimately, I'm not worthy of being a water column at all; I have no right to stand on equal footing with the other columns...

I'm different from them... I was just lucky to become a member of the Demon Slayer Corps...

If it were a mongoose, it would have killed this ghost long ago...

Don't be confused!

The bird's blood-spitting, roaring posture awakened Giyu Tomioka:

"Slash—!!"

Just as Doma's ice vines were only centimeters away from Giyu's chest.

A deep red, wave-like line suddenly appeared on Giyu's left cheek!

hum!

Yi Yong's mind suddenly cleared, and his speed instantly increased to another dimension.

His movement, which was already a beat too slow, was able to be reversed at the last second, turning the Nichirin Blade into a pure blue light.

"The Eleventh Form: Nagi!"

This is a unique skill created by Yi Yong.

The deadly ice vines were sliced ​​into primordial dust the instant they approached Yiyong by the invisible sword energy.

Doma's attack missed, and Giyu's counterattack followed closely.

Whoosh—!