Minecraft: Steve came to the back room

"Watch and learn carefully later."

Chapter 172 An Overwhelming Victory

"I've had enough of you bunch of lunatics..."

Kibuki Muzan stood up, and his gorgeous cheongsam slowly slipped off his body.

After settling Nezuko and Tanjiro in, Yang Bo instantly appeared beside Daki and Gyutaro, the two demons.

"Eternal Calamity Returns to Nothingness, Devouring the Void!"

The giant blue blade was gradually covered by black domineering aura.

“Manager Urahara, these two are no longer of any value. Do you see that black-haired female ghost with the biwa? She is the most valuable person here. The place we are in now was created by her.”

As he spoke, Yang Bo's Devouring Void was already aimed at the necks of Daki and Gyutaro.

"Devouring the Void"

puff--

A black spatial rift appeared in the air, and two heads, one beautiful and one ugly, rolled together.

However, unlike the scene in the story where the two cursed each other before dying and then forgave each other, at this moment the two heads could not make any sound and slowly turned into ashes.

The experience orb and more than ten drops of "Kibutsu Muzan's blood" flew into Yang Bo's body.

'It's a pity they didn't unleash their Blood Demon Art, but it doesn't really matter... their Blood Demon Art is only so-so anyway.'

Zheng—

Nakime's koto music suddenly began.

Without a second thought, Yang Bo raised his hand and unleashed a "Black Hole" as a sign of respect. Nakime's figure was instantly enveloped by the black hole, and the powerful suction and destructive force caused Nakime to let out a shrill scream.

She's not a combat-oriented demon; she's more like Muzan Kibutsuji's "meeting room," only showing her value when she's gathering demons for meetings.

However... those involved are often blinded, while bystanders see things clearly. To be honest, Yang Bo was very envious of Nakime's Blood Demon Art: Infinite Castle.

An alternate dimension where one can move freely within space.

"Manager Urahara, please restrain Nakime."

"That will cost a lot of money, boss."

Holding the Red Princess, Kisuke Urahara mimicked his tone and chuckled as he said what the Red Princess had once told him.

What a karmic cycle! As expected of Kisuke Urahara!

"it is good!"

Just as Yang Bo agreed, a figure appeared in front of him.

"How nice! Nice to meet you! My name is Douma, and I'm the founder of the Eternal Bliss Cult!"

Doma had long, fluffy white hair that fell over his shoulders, and a red spot on his forehead that looked like it was stained with blood was particularly noticeable.

He had an androgynous, delicate face, with a faint smile always playing on his lips, and his upturned eyebrows and eyes looked gentle and harmless.

But Yang Bo knew very well just how...

"You big idiot!"

He slowly uttered a three-word evaluation.

Doma's smile remained unchanged, but his tone turned icy cold.

"Hey~ Since you want to die, then I'll grant your wish..."

In an instant, his figure disappeared from the spot, and Yang Bo unleashed his full Observation Haki, slashing "Void Devourer" to his side.

boom--

The golden fan, made of an unknown material, was easily cleaved in two by Shiku, and Douma's seven-colored eyes revealed a look of surprise.

"Wow, what an amazing weapon..."

Yang Bo had no intention of paying any attention to Tong Mo.

This guy has had mental issues since he was a child. He wasn't insulting him just now; he was simply stating a fact very seriously.

"Gojo Satoru, stop recording with that crappy phone of yours! It's your turn to perform!"

"Ah~"

Gojo Satoru stuffed his flip phone into his pocket: "Okay, by the way, do you want to die or live?"

"Alive!!"

"Since that's the case..."

Gojo Satoru glanced at Urahara Kisuke, who had grabbed Nakime, and reached out his hand towards the 'demons' that were already rushing towards him.

He whispered, his index finger resting on his middle finger:

"Domain expansion".

The ground cracked instantly, and air currents exploded within the Infinite City. Centered on him, a massive pure black sphere rapidly expanded, like a black hole swallowing everything.

The boundary was tinged with faint purple lightning and azure magical aura.

The moment everyone was swallowed by the black sphere, a blinding, pure white light swept across their vision, instantly bleaching and reducing everything tangible to zero.

As the white light faded, Wutō remained suspended in the center, his white hair moving without wind, and his six azure eyes shining brightly.

His expression was languid yet he was in absolute control.

Here, there is no sound, no wind, no sense of the passage of time, only a suffocating death...

"Well done!"

Gojo Satoru looked at Yang Bo, who was giving him a thumbs-up, and sighed inwardly.

'Still no effect…'

Yang Bo pulled his body away from Tong Mo's arm; the attack that had pierced through his body had left no wounds.

"This guy's attacks are not bad, barely enough to break through defenses. If this guy weren't mentally unstable, I might actually want to keep him around to deal damage."

"Damage boosting?"

"An attack that doesn't kill me makes me stronger, while an attack that does kill me... makes me hold a grudge."

Gojo Satoru: "..."

So, there's nothing we can do about it, no matter what?

Just then, Kisuke Urahara's languid voice came:

"That's an incredible ability. I'm afraid only a stronger domain can rival yours, or shatter it from the outside."

"Lord Urahara, you are more troublesome than I expected."

"Don't worry, we're not enemies."

Yang Bo raised the Devouring Void in his hand, then quickly brought it down, easily severing Tongmo's head.

Upper Moon Two, Doma, died without any dramatic events, as if he were a roadside animal that was casually kicked to death.

Infinite information was forcibly poured into Gojo Satoru's domain, filling the consciousness of Doma, the other Upper Moons, and even Muzan.

They could see everything, yet they couldn't move an inch; their senses were overloaded, and their spirits were on the verge of collapse.

Tears streamed from Doma's eyes.

Unfortunately, his mind was no longer capable of understanding why he was crying.

"Gojo Satoru, what do you mean by that?"

"This is just a special clone of Manager Urahara."

Yang Bo looked at Kisuke Urahara with his thick eyebrows and big eyes and gave him a thumbs up:

"It has to be you."

Kisuke Urahara reached out and pulled down the brim of his hat, smiling as he said, "I've been hunted down for years. If I hadn't reacted quickly enough, you'd probably only be hearing about my legend!"

"You're right because you're strong. Alright, let's get down to business now."

Yang Bo pointed at Muzan Kibutsuji, who was also unable to move:

"My target this time is him. Gojo Satoru, can you use information to turn him into one of those idiots who only know how to eat and sleep?"

Gojo Satoru stared at Muzan Kibutsugu. To him, Muzan Kibutsugu, with his extremely strong regenerative abilities but relatively weak spirit, was basically just a plaything in his hands.

“I can’t do that. Pouring in endless information for a long time would only cause his soul to completely collapse, leaving behind a soulless shell.”

"Then let me do it. But I'm curious, what are you planning to do with him?"

Yang Bo pointed at Kijuro Muzan:

“In my eyes, he is a treasure from head to toe, whether it is his flesh and blood or his abilities. I will find a place to keep him in captivity, feed him well and take good care of him, and bleed him every day.”

Urahara Kisuke: "..."

"Your hobby is quite unique. You should hurry up and deal with the other ghosts; this area must be quite a burden for this young man too..."

Gojo Satoru gave Urahara Kisuke a deep look. He had only used his domain once, yet Urahara had already seen through many of its weaknesses.

With its top-tier domain and unlimited driving force, the theoretical mana consumption is at the ceiling level. Although he is an exception, he is not without mana consumption.

Yang Bo nodded slightly, looked at Tanjiro who was also enveloped in the domain, and smiled brightly.

"Tanjiro, why don't you pick an Upper Moon demon and try beheading one?"

Chapter 173 The Fruits of Victory

"Who am I? Where am I? What am I supposed to do?"

Tanjiro gazed at the handsome cross-dressing Muzan Kibutsuji, the executioner who murdered his family, the mastermind behind turning Nezuko into a demon, and also the target of his revenge.

However, the man who once made him tremble with just a slight aura was now being manipulated like a doll.

"Sir, I..."