He's in Marvel, working behind the scenes.

At that moment, Yan Sheng realized that although he seemed to have everything, he actually had nothing. As the eldest son of the family, he had always been in a position of great ambition and felt jealous of his younger brother.

He resigned from his position as general, abandoned his family, and joined the Demon Slayer Corps to slay demons alongside his brother.

He wanted to catch up with his younger brother.

Of course, Yan Sheng also knew that his talent was far inferior to his younger brother's, so he thought he could make up for it by working hard and using time, and catch up step by step.

And he is also exceptionally talented.

Not only did it create the Moon Breathing, which is the opposite of the Sun Breathing, but it also awakened the Path of the Marks.

Just when he thought he would slowly catch up with his brother, the swordsmen who had awakened their markings died one by one. An investigation revealed that awakening markings meant sacrificing one's life force.

Once the markings appear, one cannot live past the age of 25.

At this moment, Yan Sheng felt utterly hopeless.

He thought he could catch up with his younger brother through hard work and time, but he was suddenly told that he didn't have much time left to live, that he couldn't continue practicing swordsmanship to become stronger, and that he couldn't catch up with his brother.

It was precisely this feeling that made him unable to resist the temptation and fall into depravity.

However, decades later...

When Yan Sheng, who had become a ghost, went out, he encountered his younger brother, who had white hair and a face full of wrinkles.

At this moment, the jealousy in his heart finally erupted.

why?

Why are you the only one born so powerful?

Why is it that only you have awakened your facial markings and are able to live to old age?

Driven by jealousy and a desire to prove he was on the right path, he drew his sword and slashed at his younger brother, whom he both loved and hated most.

However, Yoriichi shattered his dream with a single blow.

He, Yoriichi Tsugikuni, was so old that he could barely stand, and after slashing with his sword, his lifespan was exhausted, and he fell into a permanent slumber, yet he still maintained the strength of a young man at his peak.

At this moment, Yan Sheng broke down.

What am I living for?

I abandoned my status, my family and children, and even my human form, all to catch up with my brother, but I accomplished nothing.

No, just because you can't do it now doesn't mean you won't be able to do it in the future.

Ten years, a hundred years, a thousand years...

Ji Guoyan vowed that he must surpass his younger brother.

He still remembers what his younger brother once said: "Even if we die, our descendants will catch up. One day, we will be surpassed by our descendants."

My thoughts returned to reality.

Black Death Eyes watched the approaching attack, and his fighting spirit surged.

“Brother, I want to prove you wrong. No one can surpass us. Only by constantly honing our skills can we maintain our strength.”

At this moment, the blade of Black Death Eyes grew longer and sprouted several forks.

He swept his sword horizontally with great force, unleashing a crescent-shaped sword aura that swept across almost 360 degrees, clearing out all attacks while also striking at those who were besieging him.

—Breath of the Moon, Eighth Form: Moon Dragon Tail!

Tanjiro, Giyu, Sanemi Shinazugawa, and Genya Shinazugawa all raised their swords to block, but were swept away by the immense force.

However, Genya Shinazugawa was slightly weaker, and not only was his sword blade cut off, but his waist was also split in two.

"younger brother!"

Shinazugawa Sanemi's eyes were bloodshot as he tried to rush over to check on his younger brother's condition.

But his combat experience as a Pillar told him that he couldn't afford to be distracted at this moment; if he were, he would be cut in half at the waist like his brother. So he charged forward like a madman, determined to kill Black Death Eye.

But someone beat him to it.

Chapter 148 The End

It is the journey to the underworld on the Isle of Sorrow.

Although he was blind, he was more insightful than anyone else.

Furthermore, he also entered the highest realm of martial arts, "Transparent World," where he could understand everything in the world without using his eyes.

From the very beginning, he saw through Black Death Eye's evasive maneuver and anticipated the heavy blow.

And afterwards, they also anticipated his counterattack moves.

So, the instant he finished his move, he threw the broad axe in his hand.

Although this move was commonplace, the timing was perfect. It struck just as Black Death Eye's power was waning and before new power could be generated.

Unfortunately, he was facing Black Death Eyes.

He is a swordsman who has lived for hundreds of years, whose markings have long been awakened, who has comprehended the world thoroughly, and who has mastered all kinds of sword techniques.

Although he was surprised by Xingming's perfect timing, he did not panic. Several blades burst out of his body, shooting out tiny crescent-shaped sword energies.

"when!"

The sound of weapons clashing was crisp and piercing, and Xingming's broadsword was knocked away.

However, Xingming seemed to have anticipated this, and immediately stepped on the chain in the middle, causing the meteor hammer and broad axe connected at both ends to be stressed and simultaneously slash and smash down towards Hei Simou.

In the blink of an eye, Black Death Eyes had caught his breath. His body spun around, creating a huge vortex of blades that sent the broadsword and meteor hammer flying as he charged toward Shinazugawa Sanemi, Tanjiro, and Giyu.

"Wind Breathing Sixth Form: Black Wind and Mist!"

"Nagi, the Eleventh Form of Water Breathing!"

"Sun Breathing, Type III: Blazing Red Mirror!"

Faced with Black Death Eye's attack, the three dared not be careless and each used their special skills to defend themselves.

In an instant, a gale howled, flames surged, and water flowed ceaselessly.

Despite the combined efforts of the three and their exaggerated technique, they were still forced back by the crescent blade.

"Everyone be careful! He can emit tiny sword energies all over his body. Combined with Moon Breathing and blade slashes, he can unleash dozens or even hundreds of sword energies in a single swing." Shinazugawa Sanemi saw the mystery in the Black Death Eye's attack and immediately warned him.

"You figured it out after just two moves? Not bad!"

Black Death Eyes gave a nonchalant assessment, then swung his sword again, unleashing five massive sword energy shockwaves that swept across the ground in a fan shape. As the giant shockwaves plowed through the earth, numerous smaller, arc-shaped shockwaves appeared, blocking off the entire area directly in front of him.

Just as Shinazugawa Sanemi and his companions had settled into their positions, they were confronted with such an exaggerated area-of-effect attack, leaving them no choice but to hastily defend or dodge.

But how can hasty defense and evasion be effective?

Sanemi and Giyu's swords, which they had used to block the attack, were deflected, and their chests were slashed open by the sword energy. Tanjiro, however, was unable to dodge in time and suffered a large gash on his shoulder.

Fortunately, while Black Death Eyes attacked from the front, Xingming launched an attack from behind.

He gripped the chains, swung his meteor hammer and broadsword in a circular motion, and attacked from unexpected blind spots.

However, Black Death Eyes always manages to dodge and defend at just the right moment.

The two unleashed their Rock Breathing and Moon Breathing techniques respectively, fighting with all their might. After a brief but rapid burst of energy, they separated.

Black Death Eyes's sword broke.

Xingming had a cut on his cheek.

Black Death Eyes looked at Xing Ming with admiration and said, "The strength of your physical body is truly rare in my life. But you have awakened your markings at such a young age, I'm afraid you won't live past tonight."

"so what?"

Xingming calmly countered with a question.

"Your swordsmanship and physique are truly rare. It would be such a pity for you to perish like this. Why don't you become a ghost too, continue training, and become even stronger!"

"laugh!"

Xingming couldn't help but sneer.

"At this point, what's the point of talking about life and death?"

"We came to fight you with the resolve to die. If we were afraid, we wouldn't have come in the first place. It's you who impose your twisted ideas on others, believing that because you are like this, others will be too. That so-called infinite life, infinite growth—that stuff..."

"I bother!"

Xingming spat and swung his hammer.

Sanemi, Giyu, and Tanjiro also endured the pain and stepped forward with their swords, joining forces with Gyomei to surround and kill Kokushime.

"Since that's the case, then you may all die!"

Black Death Eye's longsword danced wildly, countless crescent-shaped blades traversing the sky and earth, clashing with wind, fire, water, and rock, creating waves of air and impact.

the other side.

Harry, Natasha, and others are battling vampires and members of the Hand.

Meanwhile, Tony and the others launched an attack on Muzan.

Obanai Iguro's swordplay was winding and unpredictable, like a giant python crawling, always able to launch surprise attacks from blind spots.

However, Muzan's eight whips faced eight directions simultaneously, rendering Obanai's attacks unpredictable and difficult to execute useless. Instead, he was sent flying by a single whip and crashed into a building on the street.

Ganroji Miri Ruanjian wrapped herself around Miri Ruanjian, protecting her vital points, and deflected each of the whips that were lashed out.

But taking it a step further is indeed extremely difficult.

Tony tried to get close to the cut, but was whipped away and had to provide support from a distance.

Parker, on the other hand, used his spider webs and agile movements to fight the opponent to a standstill, under the cover of the others.

But that's all we can do.

Taking it any further is virtually impossible.

"There's still an hour until dawn!"

"There's still an hour until dawn!"