My clone invades all realms

Demon Slayer: World of Demons.

Roya gripped the hilt of the knife tightly, channeling all his strength into the blade through his arm.

Water Breathing - First Form - Water Surface Slash!

The blade flashed by.

boom!

A clean, sharp horizontal line appeared on the boulder in front of them, the cut as smooth as a mirror.

The next second, the upper part of the huge rock, which was taller than a person, slowly slid down and crashed heavily to the ground, kicking up a cloud of dust.

"Clap clap clap".

Urokodaki Sakonji stood not far away and clapped.

Standing next to him, Makomo's mouth was slightly open, unable to hide her emotions at all.

two months.

It only took Roya two months to go from starting from scratch to splitting this boulder.

This speed broke all records set by Sagiri Mountain.

Even the most talented disciple taught by Urokodaki Sakonji took a whole year to achieve that.

"You have mastered all ten sword techniques of the Water Breathing style."

Urokodaki Sakon spoke, his voice coming from beneath the tengu mask, revealing no emotion.

"The rest is just constant repetition until they become second nature to you."

"Not too difficult." Luo Ya sheathed his sword and casually twirled it.

Urokodaki Sakonji stood with his hands behind his back, his voice low.

"Because your foundation is far superior to that of ordinary people."

Luo Ya used a technique that resembled dance; although it wasn't swordsmanship, it was an extremely sophisticated physical skill.

Although the two are different, they also have some similarities, which is why Luo Ya was able to learn them so quickly.

What Roya lacks now is only the proficiency to integrate swordsmanship into his very being.

"You and Makomo can get ready to participate in the final selection."

"The final selection?" Roya sheathed his Nichirin Blade, a practice sword given to him by Urokodaki Sakonji.

"That's right. To become a full-fledged swordsman of the Demon Slayer Corps, one must pass the final trial held at Mount Fujikasa."

Urokodaki Sakonji explained, then turned his gaze to Makomo beside him.

Makomo returned a gentle smile.

The mask concealed Urokodaki Sakonji's face, and no one knew his expression at that moment.

"The trial is dangerous; you might die inside."

His voice carried a hint of heaviness.

All the disciples he taught disappeared on that vine-covered mountain and never returned.

Hand ghost.

The name flashed through Roya's mind.

He knew what was on that mountain, and he also knew that it specifically hunted Urokodaki Sakonji's disciples.

Roya's gaze swept over Makomo beside him, then quickly looked away.

This time, it's up to Roya to rewrite the ending.

Incidentally, save this girl who was supposed to die.

"Let's go." Urokodaki Sakonji was in low spirits and turned to walk down the mountain.

Makomo and Roya silently followed behind him, traversing the familiar mountain path, and returned to the wooden house halfway up the mountain.

Steam was rising from a pot in the center of the room, and the air was filled with the aroma of meat.

"We're having hot pot today," Makomo said with a gentle smile to Roya.

Roya sat down by the pot, and Makomo sat opposite him.

Urokodaki Sakonji picked up a long-handled spoon and slowly stirred the pot, making the rich aroma even more intense.

Once the meat in the pot was fully cooked, he served each of the three a large bowl of broth.

"After you finish this meal, you should set off."

Urokodaki Sakonji's voice was low, filled with undisguised disappointment.

"Old man, don't say such unlucky things." Roya picked up the bowl and blew on it to cool it down. "Don't worry, we'll be back."

Urokodaki Sakonji did not speak.

He had confidence in Roya.

This young man is so powerful that he even surpasses Sabito in his prime, and even the Pillars might not be a match for Roja.

Luo Ya will soon become a water column.

He took out two exquisitely carved fox masks from his pocket and handed them over.

"Graduation gift".

"Thank you, teacher!"

Makomo happily took the mask, carefully held it in her hands, and then put it on her head at an angle.

Luo Ya took it and tapped it with his fingers. It was made of wood and had unique patterns drawn on it.

He casually put the mask on his face, covering half of it.

"Don't worry, we will definitely pass the trial."

Roya grinned, his voice piercing through the mask, brimming with confidence.

A mere ghost.

With Roya's current physical abilities, combined with Water Breathing, he could easily pin that guy to the ground and beat him up.

The three of them ate hotpot in silence, the only sounds in the room being chewing and drinking soup.

Most of the meat from the big pot ended up in Roya's stomach.

When the bottom of the pot was almost completely exposed, all three of them stopped eating.

Urokodaki Sakonji stood up.

"You will set off for Fujikasayama first thing tomorrow morning."

Silent all night.

The next morning, just as dawn was breaking.

Roya and Makomo stood at the crossroads of the mountain road, waving goodbye to Urokodaki Sakonji who was seeing them off.

Urokodaki Sakonji remained motionless, watching his two disciples' figures gradually shrink until they disappeared around the bend in the mountain path.

"I hope you... can come back."

He could not bear to lose again.

……

mountain road.

"So, Makomo, you know how to get to Fujikasane Mountain, right?" Roya turned to look at Makomo beside him.

He then realized that he hadn't asked Urokodaki Sakonji about the route at all.

"Yes, my teacher told me before, and I know the exact location." Makomo's face still had that gentle smile, which made people feel at ease.

"That's good." Luo Ya chuckled, the most troublesome thing was solved.

Roya followed behind Makomo, and the two walked along the path.

"It will probably take us a whole day to get to Fujikasayama from here, but we should be able to get there by evening." Makomo looked up at the sky.

It's still early morning; at their pace, they'll arrive by dusk.

"We can rest in town along the way and replenish our food and water," Makomo added.

If we travel at full speed, we can go even faster, but that would consume a lot of energy, which would be detrimental to the trial at night.

"Taking a break in between..." Roya stroked his chin.

The next moment, Roya suddenly stepped forward and, before Makomo could react, hoisted her onto his shoulder.

Makomo's gentle smile froze instantly, and she began to struggle.

"Ya-kun! What... what are you doing?!"

"Of course, we'll rest when we get there."

After saying that, Luo Ya squatted down, his leg muscles tensed instantly, and he pushed off with his feet.

He was launched out like a cannonball.

"Aaaaaah!!"

The sudden acceleration caused Makomo to scream uncontrollably and cling tightly to Roya's neck.

The speed of the two is getting faster and faster.

This is a movement technique that Roya developed by imitating the "Shave" move from the Six Styles of the Navy. Although it is still very rough, it is more than enough for traveling.

He transformed into a blur, swiftly traversing the mountains and forests.

"Wrong way! That way!" Makomo shouted hurriedly amidst the violent jolting.

Luo Ya came to an abrupt stop, his feet leaving two long tracks in the ground.

Makomo breathed a sigh of relief, but didn't get off Roya's shoulder.

Seeing that Luo Ya had no intention of putting her down, she had no choice but to give up struggling, a blush rising on her cheeks.

She stretched out her finger and began to guide Roya.

"I'll give you directions... please be careful..."

"Alright, let's go!"

Roya exerted his strength again, his body bursting out and transforming into a black shadow, quickly passing through forests, mountains and streams.