Anime/Manga: Bankai Starting with Demon Slayer

It was a swordsman wearing a purple-black checkered kimono, whose imposing presence caused both Hantengu and Gyokuni to show expressions of fear.

His six eerie compound eyes shifted slightly, and even when facing Mukhan, he maintained the rigid and dignified demeanor of a warrior from the Warring States period.

He bowed slightly, his voice as deep and still as an ancient well:

"I'm sorry to have kept you waiting, sir."

This is the strongest demon moon under Muzan, Upper Moon One: Kokushibo.

Kokushibo spoke with peculiar pauses, stemming from the samurai family etiquette he had maintained since the Sengoku period: "I brought the seed to make up for the lost seats."

According to Wuchan's request, if the Ghost Moons see a suitable candidate, they can bring them back to Wuxian City.

The decisive battle is about to begin, and Wu-Chan needs help from his henchmen.

Kokushibo slightly turned his body, and under the gaze of those six eyes, a young man wearing a Demon Slayer Corps uniform stepped out from the shadows of the pavilion.

The man's face was pale, and cold sweat kept sliding down his temples.

The heavy aura created by the countless evil spirits gathered in this infinite city had long been making it hard for him to breathe.

He could barely hold on when facing Kokushibo alone, but the moment he met Muzan, his already fragile courage collapsed instantly.

His knees buckled, and he collapsed heavily onto the wooden floor.

"M-Master!" His voice trembled, but his bloodshot eyes gleamed with a hysterical greed: "I am the inheritor of the Breath of Thunder! I am a true genius! Give me power, and I can be stronger than anyone else!"

This man is named Shouge, a swordsman from Momoyama, and Zenitsu Agatsuma's senior apprentice.

Kokushibo looked at the young man at his feet and coldly commented: "He is despicable and unscrupulous. His obsession with jealousy will make him powerful."

Wu Can looked down at Mount Zhuoyue from his high vantage point.

"Breath of Thunder? Do you know an ugly blonde woman? She killed my Fallen Princess."

"A blond Thunder Breathing swordsman? Women... there don't seem to be any women... but there are ugly men! My junior brother!"

Fearing that his answer would displease Wu Can, Yue tried his best to perfect it, making it seem superfluous and verbose.

"Junior brother? Never mind, whatever you want, come here."

He stretched out his hand, and sharp nails suddenly grew from the ends of his five fingers, while a strong, pungent stench of blood filled the air.

Tuoyue crawled forward on his knees for a few steps, then raised his hands, like a beggar waiting for divine charity.

"Although you are very weak, I'm looking forward to seeing how those damned demon hunters will react when they hear about you..."

Wu Can didn't intend to make him drink blood; instead, he directly stabbed his fingernails into his forehead.

The cursed blood roared and poured into the young man's body.

"Aaaaaaahh ...

The beast let out a bloodcurdling scream that seemed to tear its throat apart, and its body began to twist unnaturally.

The blood vessels on the surface of the skin bulged out one by one, and the misty air of Thunder Breathing was stained with a murky black at this moment.

This transformation continued for some time until the beast could no longer make a sound and lay on the ground, barely alive.

“From today onwards, you are Upper Moon Six.” Muzan withdrew his hand, disgustedly flicking the remaining blood from his fingertips: “I want you to personally rip the demon hunter’s internal organs out in the final battle.”

"Yes...yes, Master!" Wu Chuan responded weakly to Wu Chuan's command, kneeling on the ground.

The newly injected blood transformed into black arcs of electricity, leaping between his lips and teeth with each breath.

He felt an unprecedented power, a sense of strength that brought ultimate satisfaction to his twisted heart.

Seeing this, Half-Headed Dog huddled in the corner and muttered, "How terrifying... the new Lu? Young people these days are getting more and more ambitious..."

Wu Can ignored Zhou Yue and turned his gaze to the pipa player who sat higher up and remained silent.

“Ming Nu, your control over this Infinite City has reached its limit.” Wu Chan’s hand grasped at the air, and the entire spatial structure of the Infinite City trembled: “I need you to become stronger. Your eyes must see every inch of shadow in this space, and your will must spread to every corner of this city.”

"I want those ghost hunters to hear the sound of your pipa even after they die."

"Yes, sir." Muzan's tentacles pierced Narumi's neck, and demon blood flowed continuously into her through the tentacles.

Her hair began to spread and grow, becoming like vines that covered the entire wall, eventually revealing a single eye on her face.

Within the single eye, the engraving rapidly rotated and reconstructed, finally settling on—Upper Moon Four.

With a heavy flick of her finger, the space of the Infinite City expanded at an unprecedented speed.

The original pavilions have transformed into a deeper labyrinth, with countless traps and folded spaces emerging in the darkness, giving the entire city an eerie vitality.

"Next, we'll move on to the seating arrangements." Wu Can looked at Bantian Gou and Yu Hu.

"Hantengu, fill the vacancy of Upper Moon Two. I don't want to see you hiding in the shadows crying anymore. In the final battle, I want you to give it your all."

"Summon Zang Potian out and drag all those pillars into the abyss of despair!"

"Jade pot, to fill the position of the third moon. If your bottles cannot be filled with the heads of pillars, then burn yourself to ashes."

The two ghosts accepted the order with fear. Although Yu Hu was somewhat unwilling to be ranked after Ban Tian Gou, under Wu Can's captivating gaze, he had no choice but to shake his body desperately to show his obedience.

"Finally, this one."

Wu Can turned his head and looked into the cold, dark corner deep inside the Infinite City.

A male ghost dressed in samurai attire, with a strange short spear tucked into his waistband, was sitting quietly on a broken wooden stool.

His face was covered with several layers of yellowish bandages, completely obscuring his eyes, with the words "Heart's Eye" written on them.

He held a rough rag in his hand and was slowly wiping the heavy shield with tortoise shell patterns in his hand.

Noticing Wuchan's gaze, he quickly bowed in greeting:

"Master Wuhan..."

Chapter 94 Tracing the Origins of the Sun's Breath

"Let me introduce myself, Uomizu Uonuma," Muzan said coldly.

Kokushibo's six eyes twitched slightly, as if he had heard the name before: "Is it the legendary Juhontsu from the Bakumatsu period, who killed countless people and lost his eyes?"

“I thought their generation should have all died out long ago.”

"He died, but he has also come back to life, Prince Kokushibo."

The blind man let out a soft laugh, a laugh tinged with the desolation of a cicada in late autumn:

"I am now nothing more than a blind ghost in the countryside of Kyushu, passing the time by listening to the heartbeats of the dying."

He should have been stabbed through the heart and perished in the flames.

But his indiscriminate killing and wanton evil soul eventually attracted Muzan Kibutsuji, who was traveling around looking for the blue spider lily.

"A human ghost that has lost its eyes but can sense murderous intent through its heartbeat? This extreme obsession with survival is truly wonderful."

The cursed power that Mukden gave him a second life also granted him superhuman strength.

For decades, Uomizu Uonuma has lived in seclusion in the mountains and forests of Kyushu, feeding on those who call themselves swordsmen, and quietly listening in the darkness as their hearts stop beating in despair.

"Stop talking nonsense, Uonuma." Muzan interrupted impatiently: "I dragged you back from a fatal injury, not so you could freeload."

"Yes, everything is as you wish, sir..."

Muzan stretched out his hand, and Uonuma obediently knelt in front of him, slamming the short spear heavily onto the wooden floor.

As Muzan watched Uonuma slowly drink the blood he had ripped out, his eyes narrowed slightly.

"Uonuma, do you know that as a god, I can hear your thoughts?"

"..." Uonuma remained silent, greedily absorbing every drop of demon blood.

"I don't know what kind of person this Zhizhi Xiong is in your mind, but you'd better not compare me to him or fantasize about the possibility of me replacing him."

"Now is the time when we need people, so I'm only reminding you this once, and this will not be repeated."

"Yes, sir..."

Uonuma Usui humbly withdrew, his thoughts clearly overheard by Muzan—

"Lord Shishio...you see, no matter how the world changes, it has ultimately returned to the origin of the law of the jungle."

"I will become much stronger than you, and in the end, I will devour all the strong..."

Boundless greed and ambition, completely failing to recognize the gap in ability between themselves and those in power, always fantasizing about opportunities to betray...

What a nauseating obsession... but that's also why Wuchan chose to save this person.

He always felt that a state of being devoid of joy or sorrow, like that of Douma, was not conducive to progress.

As a demon, one must have a constant driving force to propel oneself forward.

Like Akau... damn Akau.

Thinking about this, Wu Can lost control, the veins on his brow throbbed again, and he irritably sized up the evil spirits in front of him.

Thus, the new Upper Moon June was officially reshaped in the bloody feast of the Infinite City.

Upper Moon One: Black Death Beam.

Upper Moon Two - Half-Heaven Dog.

Upper 3 Jade Pot.

Upper Moon 4 - Naruto.

Shangxian Wu·Uonuma Yushui.

And Upper Moon Six - Ridge.

Looking at this new team composed of remnants of the old era, traitors of the new era, and mutated monsters, Wu Can felt the gloom in his heart dissipate slightly.

"As for the rest of those guys..."

Wu Can looked around the Infinite City, into every dark corner.

Countless low-level ghosts with bizarre shapes and mixed auras were whispering among themselves. They knelt on the ground, not even having the courage to look up at Wuchan.

"Go, according to the established goal—to give those damned ghost hunters a little surprise before the final battle!"

"I want to dye the night sky completely red!"

Echoes of the wind!

The sound of the pipa rang out again, and all the evil spirits vanished instantly, teleported to different battle zones.

They will serve as the initial cannon fodder in this final battle, drawing the attention of the Demon Slayer Corps and ringing the bell of destruction.

Meanwhile, in a natural hot spring located in the back mountain of Ubuyashiki territory.

After a long day of work, the Pillars, who knew nothing about Muzan's plans, were taking a break to relieve the fatigue from their intense training.

The air was thick with steam, and the white vapor obscured the view.

Kyojuro Rengoku's signature long, fiery hair stood out starkly against the water's surface.

"Hahaha! Asuka! Today's training was truly exhilarating!"

"Although my body couldn't handle my heart rate increasing by 200 beats per minute, it was so exhilarating! Hahaha!"

He let out a hearty laugh, which rippled across the water.

Feiniao leaned against a blue stone at the edge of the hot spring, letting her short black hair get wet and stick to her forehead, closing her eyes to enjoy a rare moment of peace.

"Mr. Kyojuro, please don't talk loudly while soaking in the hot spring, you'll get oxygen deficiency," Tanjiro kindly reminded him.

He arrived at the Ubuyashiki mansion in the afternoon and joined the training session.

At this moment, Shinazugawa Saneya, who had been silent all along, suddenly spoke up.

His tone was as impatient as ever, but now there was a hint of trust in his eyes when he looked at the bird, a trust that he himself didn't even realize.

"Hey! Kid! What do you mean by this 'source tracing breathing' you mentioned today?"

Upon hearing this, the other pillars also cast curious glances at him.

Today, while Asuka was trying to train to unlock her markings, she mentioned this matter to several other swordsmen, but didn't go into much detail.

The bird opened its eyes, its gaze sweeping over the fishy smell in the hot spring, and then it took a few sips of water.

"Then I'll keep it short. I plan to restore the Breath of the Sun."

"Sun Breathing?"

Most of the Pillars were hearing this term for the first time, except for Rengoku Kyojuro, who had previously read about it with Asuka in the Book of the Flame Pillars.