Anime/Manga: Bankai Starting with Demon Slayer

At this moment, her life was like a candle flame shattered by a raging storm, flickering uncertainly.

"That damned Tamayo, all he does is concoct those petty, clever demon hunters!"

Wu Can stood atop the ruins, the moonlight outlining his distorted figure, his face terrifyingly gloomy.

These ghost hunters, who should have turned into pus, actually stood up again. This loss of control over the victory made him feel agitated.

Especially that black-haired swordsman, who could even unleash a threatening sword aura...

"Since the poison can't kill you, then we'll rip your heads off!"

The whip behind Musan was infused with a massive amount of demon blood, instantly transforming into an evil flower composed of bones and sharp blades, its killing intent locking onto all the pillars.

"Prepare for battle!" Beimingyu Xingming swung his meteor hammer, the heavy chains clanging loudly in the empty ruins.

The Pillars instantly suppressed the intense pain and weakness brought on by their injuries, gripped their Nichirin Blades tightly, and their eyes burned with a desperate flame.

The markings began to spread, and the Nichirin Blade began to heat up.

Just as the brother was about to launch the next attack, the bird stood in front of everyone.

With his back to his companions, his figure stood tall and straight like a solitary peak.

The scabbard in his hand trembled with suppressed energy, its scorching blade turning a dark reddish-black, as if yearning for some kind of ultimate release.

"Asuka? What are you doing!" Shinazugawa Saneya shouted urgently.

Asuka didn't turn around; his gaze remained fixed on Wuchan: "Step back and recover."

"Although the serum has suppressed the erosion, your bodies are already nearing their limit. Rushing in now would only be a waste of the lives that Ren has fought for you."

"You think you can take him on by yourself?" Obanai Iguro asked incredulously. "Even for you, that's incredibly arrogant."

The bird didn't explain, it just slowly raised its head.

His aura underwent a dramatic change at that moment.

If the previous bird was a sharp longsword, it was threatening, but ultimately just ordinary iron.

So now he is like a bolt of lightning ripped through the night sky, making it hard to look directly at him.

"I just don't want to see anyone fall anymore."

Asuka's peripheral vision swept over Shinobu Kocho's deathly pale face, and her anger surged like a tidal wave.

This anger caused his spiritual pressure to surge continuously, threatening to burst out at any moment.

After tonight's battle, the monstrous beast has drunk its fill of the Upper Moon One's and Muzan Kibutsuji's demon blood, and its power is becoming increasingly restless and difficult to suppress.

"Alone?"

Muchan let out a harsh, cold laugh, his pupils shrinking to slits: "Is your name Asuka? Kid, don't think that just because you killed Kokushibo, you have the right to be my equal."

"That warrior is nothing but a mortal body thirsting for my blood, while I am the only god in this world!"

That's what they say, but Wuchan isn't really that confident.

He could already feel the intense pressure emanating from Asuka; though he spoke arrogantly, his instincts were warning him—

If it doesn't work, we should run.

"God...."

The bird murmured softly, and the ground beneath its feet began to crack inch by inch, a physical collapse caused by its inability to withstand the spiritual pressure.

Boom!

The bird's figure vanished from its spot in an instant, its explosive speed creating a gust of wind!

Wu Can was startled as the eight spiked whips intertwined in front of him to form an impenetrable defensive net.

"Do gods bleed?" But Asuka's voice rang out beside him like a ghost.

what?!

I didn't even see what he was doing!

Before Wu Can could react, the blade of the hawk had already slashed deep into his body!

Black and red spiritual pressure slashed out from the blade, its ferocious teeth tearing wildly at Muchan's strengthened flesh.

Puff puff puff—!

A series of rapid cracking sounds rang out.

Flesh was torn apart, bones were cleaved, and fascia was ripped.

Although Wuchan's body was covered with a tough defense formed from demon blood, it was no different from ordinary flesh and blood in the face of the burning tsuna.

Moreover, the injuries were the same as those of Lulu and Yiwozu that I had seen before.

Wu Can discovered that even his body, which could heal instantly, began to lose its regenerative power after being hit by these blows, and there was even a tendency for it to spread further into his body!

"What a vicious power!"

This wasn't the first time he'd seen remnants of this power, but facing it in person was still somewhat unimaginable.

Wu Can roared, his arms transforming into massive bone blades, which, combined with the power of his whip, clashed fiercely with the flying bird.

The two fought fiercely from the top of the ruins of the Infinite City all the way down to the lower levels.

Wherever it passed, broken walls and ruins were shattered to pieces!

The shockwaves from the collision blasted away the hill, and the violent sword energy and whip shadows tore through the jungle. The already ruined ruins of the Infinite City were shattered even more under the ravages of their inhuman power!

The pillars watched this scene in shock from behind.

A human being, relying solely on pure power, is directly confronting Muzan Kibutsuji and holding his own without being at a disadvantage!

Shinobu Kocho forced herself to sit by the ruins, her eyes filled with worry.

Please, nothing can happen to Asuka...

Wuchan's attacks were as fast as lightning; each whip could shatter rocks, and each blade could cut through steel.

But birds are like lone boats in a storm; no matter how turbulent the waves are, they always stand firm.

He could indeed get injured, and some of his injuries even looked extremely fatal, but every time he swung the harpoon, it would take away a large amount of flesh and blood from Wu Can.

Before the flesh and blood even hit the ground, they were completely pulverized by the violent spiritual pressure, turning into pure spiritual energy that repaired his body.

"He's getting stronger... With each exchange, his aura grows stronger!"

Wu-Chan's inner unease finally transformed into fear.

He remembered the man who had haunted his nightmares hundreds of years ago, Yoriichi Jikuni.

Although Asuka's techniques didn't have the warmth of a blazing sun, the killing intent that dragged his entire soul into the abyss made him feel colder than the Breath of the Sun.

"Bastard...bastard!!" Wuchan cursed wildly, he hesitated.

He was hesitant about whether to split now.

"Are you trying to escape?" Asuka's voice rang out once again.

Wu Can suddenly opened his eyes wide and discovered that the bird had reacted with lightning speed, finding an opportunity to get close to him in battle amidst the flying whips!

At this moment, he and the other person were face to face, their eyes locked.

Asuka held tightly to Wuchan's mutated arm, and the long sword slammed heavily into Wuchan's cervical spine.

“You coward, even if you lived for a thousand years, you would never understand the meaning of life.”

"It's over, Mukhan!"

Asuka coldly stared at Mukwan, whose flesh was being torn apart by the whip and bone blade, causing him to bleed continuously.

"You bastard! Aren't you afraid of dying?!"

The ruthless one was terrified and tried to activate the ruthless cells in the bird's body to poison him instantly.

Strangely, pale blue lines spread from the punctured wounds, intertwining to form a web.

It's like confining these viruses to the wound, preventing them from getting even an inch further.

As the burning raccoon slicing into the skin inch by inch, Wuchan's regenerative power could not be utilized!

This won't do; this could really get us beheaded!

"Death? I won't die... or rather, I'm already dead."

Asuka spoke calmly, and what she said sent chills down the spines of Kibutsuji Muzan, a demon king who had lived for a thousand years.

Did we encounter a real ghost?

Chapter 112 Awaken, Grim Reaper

Who am I, where did I come from, and where am I going?

This question often troubles people throughout their lives, but tonight, Asuka has found some answers.

After killing Kokushibo, Asuka intended to immediately search for Muzan or other Upper Moons.

But the next second, he suddenly lost his strength and knelt down.

What's wrong with me?

He was filled with doubt and tried to stand up several times, but found that his body seemed to have lost control.

"If you continue fighting, the situation will be beyond repair, Asuka."

The voice in my heart rang out again after many days.

Asuka immediately recognized the voice as that of the boy who had appeared in his mind.

But the other person's voice at this moment had lost its childishness, carrying a maturity and calmness that came with the passage of time.

So he stopped resisting this feeling of powerlessness, calmed himself down, sat cross-legged, and sank his consciousness into the sea of ​​consciousness.

The world in my heart is different now.

The once desolate Rukongai is now covered with moss and vines, and small animals of unknown origin are running around everywhere, creating a vibrant scene.

In the center of Rukongai, there stands a huge ancient tree, and a young man is lying on its top.

The young man had his eyes closed and his appearance was somewhat similar to that of a bird, but he was also more mysterious and aloof.

"You have already released too much power; if you continue like this, you will break through the limits."

His emotionless voice drifted over: "Stop. Let the mortals handle the rest of the battle."

"What do you mean? Haven't I been using the power of the Zanpakuto the whole time?"

Asuka's question was met with a burst of snickering behind her—

【Heh...did you really think my power was only third-rate?】

He turned around and saw another guy he recognized at a glance, but had never seen before.

A pure white wolf with muscular body was lying behind him.

The white wolf has hexagonal stripes on its forehead, which extend densely all the way to its tail, while thin black stripes spread across the corners of its mouth.

"Taken by the raccoon?"

Hey kid, don't call me that so affectionately. Don't forget, I haven't forgiven you yet.

Although the raccoon has changed a lot in appearance, it still has that vicious and foul temper.

He snorted in dissatisfaction, grunted, and turned his head away.

What's going on here...?

"Asuka, I don't need to remind you, you know you're different from them, right?"

The black-haired youth leaped lightly from the tree, landing silently in front of the birds, his tightly closed eyes seemingly able to pierce through their souls.

“If I do not restrain you, once you and the power of the monstrous beast erupt in this world, your existence will have unpredictable consequences.”

"Restraint? Why should we restrain ourselves?" Asuka naturally didn't understand.

The young man crossed his arms, carefully considering how to explain the problem to the bird, but the leopard spoke first:

Simply put, this world and your world exist in a different dimension.

Although there are higher planes similar to Soul Society and Hell here, they are ultimately not on the same path as us.

If your overwhelming spiritual pressure erupts here, the souls of this world will be affected, and the spiritual cycle will be disrupted.