Demon Slayer: Muzan, will you dance too?

When the situation reached a stalemate, both sides gradually realized that ordinary moves or common blood demon techniques could not change the course of the battle.

While the young boys could hold off Kiyokawa Izumi for a while, they couldn't actually kill him. In a prolonged battle, they might even be defeated one by one by him.

To expect these few ice men to solve the problem of Qingqingchuan Spring is nothing short of wishful thinking.

In response, Doma chose not to retain it.

Blood Demon Art: Mist Ice: Sleeping Lotus Bodhisattva!

The true trump card of Upper Moon Two has thus been revealed.

The surface of the lotus pond froze into ice at a speed visible to the naked eye. Countless ice crystals frantically condensed and piled up, and a giant ice figure, towering to the sky and reaching the height of several stories, rose from the ground.

Ironically, the monstrous demon that devoured countless people used its final trump card to summon a benevolent, clasped-hands bodhisattva-like figure.

This Water Lily Bodhisattva statue exudes a chilling aura that has solidified into a tangible form, and as Doma gently raises his hand, it moves like a puppet on a string.

A giant arm forged from solid ice rose up, pressing down on Qingchuan Quan with the force of Mount Tai.

In comparison, Kiyokawa Izumi appeared incredibly small at this moment.

Extremely simple movements, without any fancy techniques.

The sheer weight of pure, unadulterated mass has already pressed down.

Should we advance or retreat, dodge or evade?

At the same time, the Ice Bodhisattva suddenly spewed out a large amount of white poisonous mist, which was wider and more deadly than the previous frozen cloud.

Under the immense shadow, the highly toxic icy mist spread like a plague.

In good condition, Doma was not in a hurry when making this ice bodhisattva. Having already created a distance, he had plenty of time to prepare his final trump card.

"Are these little ice men just stalling for time after all?"

"I knew it wouldn't be that simple. Whether it's verbal provocation or the Ice Man stalling for time, it's all preparation for this final trump card."

Do I have to hold my breath again?

That bastard's Blood Demon Art is indeed a natural counter to Breathing Techniques.

Even someone as powerful as him had his battle rhythm affected by repeatedly holding his breath.

Facing the Ice Bodhisattva, whose movements were not slow, the little boys beside him were completely unconcerned, clearly not worried about being implicated by this behemoth or even crushed.

Little Ice Man wasn't worried, but Kiyokawa Izumi dared not take the hit head-on—if he were hit by an arm thicker than his body, wouldn't he be smashed into a pulp?

The Seventh Form: No Thought, No Reflection!

"call--"

Kiyokawa Izumi casually swung her Nichirin Blade, scattering the ice crystals in front of her. Ignoring whether there were any remnants, Kiyokawa Izumi, who could only breathe, made a desperate gamble.

Unlike Transparent, he genuinely didn't want to use the Seventh Form—in the isolated and helpless Infinity Castle, he truly didn't want to use a move with such severe side effects.

But isn't there no other way?

Unable to get close, Nakime, hiding in the shadows, was particularly annoying.

There was no way to retreat; only one battle remained.

Thinking of this, I feel unusually calm.

Under extreme bursts of power, the body's potential is squeezed out in an exceptionally brutal way.

Will it leave any hidden injuries? Will it affect my lifespan? These questions have all been put aside.

The sudden expansion of the lungs, accompanied by an excess of oxygen being inhaled, caused the freckles etched on the face to burn as if on fire, becoming exceptionally bright.

"These little ice men are so annoying, time and time again!"

Without a sound, beneath the seemingly ordinary swing of the sword, there were dozens, even hundreds, of overlapping strikes.

The chaotic flashes of sword light disappeared in an instant.

The little ice figure that had been clinging to him shattered at the same time.

Perhaps because Doma's focus was on the Water Lily Bodhisattva at the moment, or perhaps because his physical abilities had been significantly improved, the little ice people were caught off guard and Kiyokawa Izumi seized the opportunity.

Before they could even catch their breath, the giant hand descended in an instant, and a violent shockwave swept around, utterly destroying the lotus pond.

Tiny ice crystals floated in the air, but Kiyokawa Izumi's figure had already disappeared.

The movements of this ice bodhisattva were not exactly slow, but they weren't particularly fast or agile either.

Even without having mastered this ability, he could still see clearly with just these eyes.

The opportunity has presented itself.

The Upper Moons have only met a handful of times, so how can they expect to have any good teamwork?

Without a trace of murderous intent, Qingchuan Quan seemed to blend into his surroundings, using the commotion caused by the Ice Bodhisattva destroying the lotus pond, along with the ever-spreading poisonous ice mist, to conceal his temporary disappearance.

Kiyokawa Izumi's state of mind at this moment was unusually calm. In a state of no thought, all distracting thoughts disappeared, and only one thought remained in his mind—how to swing this knife faster.

Let's get back to Doma.

Although no murderous intent was revealed, Kiyokawa Izumi could no longer be detected by the Ghost Eye.

A sense of foreboding rose in her heart. She saw him turn around subconsciously, his magnificent yet sharp iron fan silently slicing through the air. His eyes, like seven-colored gemstones, reflected the figure of Qingchuan Quan.