Konoha's Mission Master

Yakumo raised his head to look at the terrifying scene of ten thousand demons charging forward, a smile appearing on his lips, and began to gradually gather his strength.

Golden arcs of electricity leaped, creating a dense gale.

Yakumo gripped his Nichirin Blade tightly, while simultaneously trying to calm his mind as much as possible, like a still, shimmering lake.

"One foot."

Yakumo slammed his legs into the wave of demons. The three-meter-tall, monstrous demon immediately slammed its huge right palm at Yakumo. A terrifying whooshing sound came instantly. Before the attack even landed, the terrifying wind pressure had already blown the black hair on Yakumo's forehead into disarray.

Everyone looked at Yakumo, anticipating his reaction.

Muzan Kibutsuji, who was behind him, also showed curiosity in his eyes. He knew very well that Yakumo would not be defeated by such a simple attack, but he was very curious about Yakumo's possible reaction.

As the attack approached, Yakumo swung his sword.

The violence born from the blade bursts forth in an instant.

The fine golden lines expanded outwards.

The three-meter-tall giant alien demon was cut in half at the waist, and dark red blood splattered. To everyone's astonishment, golden threads gradually spread further and further, severing all the evil spirits along the way.

"It's no use. Only beheading can kill the demon."

After Iguro Obanai killed the demon in front of him, he spoke with some confusion, but his expression quickly turned into complete surprise.

At the severed wounds, bright white flames were burning fiercely, gradually igniting the demon's body until it turned into dark red ash and dissipated into the world.

He had other ways to kill evil spirits besides beheading them!

Yakumo exerted force with both legs and suddenly propelled himself forward for 100 meters.

"Is it a flame from the sun?"

Ghost Dance Tsuji Muzan analyzed.

"Two feet."

Fine golden lines appeared and continued to advance outwards.

But this was not the end. Yakumo continued to exert force with his legs, and came directly in front of Muzan Kibutsuji, a slight smile on his face.

Muzan Kibutsuji's face immediately showed disbelief. Just a few seconds ago, he had thousands of demons and seemed to have victory in his grasp.

But a few seconds later…

The enemy had easily swept through his thousands of troops and arrived in front of him. At this moment, he felt the long-lost threat of death.

"Three feet."

With a whoosh, fine golden lines spread outwards.

"Rapier!"

Muzan Kibutsuji's right arm flesh expanded, the exposed flesh disappeared, and turned into somewhat pale bone spurs.

The bone sword clashed with the golden threads, and for a moment, neither could gain the upper hand. Kibutsuji Muzan was pushed back by the threads, but he soon realized that the enemy had not continued to attack.

Yakumo charged back into the horde of demons, his second Nichirin Blade sliding out and into his hand. As his grip tightened, the Crimson Blade naturally activated.

The two swords crossed, and countless blade energies spread outwards.

Immediately afterwards… he swung his swords rapidly, splitting the earth open with the force of the blades. Even the wild grass, about the height of his calves, was swiftly cut down by the blades. It should be said that everything around him was being attacked by the blades, including those incredibly ferocious demons, with dark red blood splattering everywhere.

From a distance, it looks as if a golden tornado of blade-like energy is being born.

Yakumo unleashed countless highly refined slashes, rapidly reaping battle points in conjunction with the sword aura tornado. The ferocious demons began to tremble in fear, scream in agony, and some even tried to flee.

But its head exploded.

Muzan Kibutsuji does not allow any demon to retreat or escape.

Until Muzan Kibutsuji, who had fully entered his complete state, charged towards him.

A tremendous change occurred to Muzan Kibutsuji. His originally jet-black hair turned snow-white, and the blood vessels in his eyes became denser, as if his entire eyes had been completely transformed into blood-red. Ten spiked whips covered in bone spurs grew from his back, and his arms were also transformed into spiked whips. At this time, he possessed sixteen attack methods.

The dense whip shadows, carrying immense force, attacked Yakumo. This was Muzan Kibutsuji's complete form, a complete killing machine, extremely ferocious and devoid of any aesthetic appeal.

"Rebellious".

Yakumo defended against the attack with his swords wielded in both arms, rapidly swinging his swords. From initially being on the defensive, he gradually escalated the situation into a full-blown brawl with Muzan Kibutsuji.

In mid-air, the shadows of blades were endless.

It increased from the initial sixty cuts per second to several hundred cuts per second.

Seeing that Yakumo was entangled by Muzan Kibutsuji, the Demon Slayer Corps immediately began to slaughter the remaining demons. Even after Yakumo reduced their numbers several times, the demon army still numbered around three thousand.

One to ten.

Fortunately, the Nine Pillars possessed the ability to instantly kill ordinary demons, which maintained the stability of the battle. Limbs and flesh flew everywhere, and the air was instantly filled with the stench of blood.

The demons roared with their heads raised, while the Demon Slayer Corps members forged a barrier with their own flesh and blood. This was a battle for the survival of two races, and there was no possibility of compromise. Everyone was giving it their all.

Shinobu Kocho's deadly assassination, Tengen Uzui's magnificent slashes, Mitsuri Kanroji and Gyomei Himejima's brute strength, Muichiro Tokito's skills, and Kyojuro Rengoku's flames—all these became powerful weapons for slaying demons.

Everyone grows stronger during the battle.

Until Tanjiro Kamado used his Crimson Blade, rapidly slaying the demons with the Breath of the Sun.

Upper Moon Six, Daki, and Gyutaro appear.

The battle in the distance gradually escalated.

Muzan Kibutsuji's whip was slashed hundreds of times, with the broken edges burning with the fire of the sun. However, he was able to quickly move away from the raging flames on the blade by sacrificing some of his flesh.

The battle between the two proceeded without any setbacks. Muzan Kibutsuji was completely overwhelmed, and with each move, the golden net of blades locked onto him.

As Yakumo maintained the speed of his sword swings, he continued to step forward, advancing towards Muzan Kibutsuji's main body.

Kibutsuji Muzan's chest split open, expanding into an incredibly ferocious maw.

"Wei Kingdom!"

With a flurry of slashes from his twin blades, all sixteen spiked whips were severed and completely burned away by the sun's fire in mid-air. The spiked whips continued to regenerate, but it was too late to prepare for them.

Yakumo strolled along, brandishing his sword... and drew close to Muzan Kibutsuji.

Kibutsuji Muzan suddenly revealed a sinister smile.

"Go to hell!!"

The massive maw in his chest suddenly opened, and an incredibly piercing sound wave mixed with a terrifying shockwave spread outwards. The surrounding earth shattered, spreading outwards in a spiderweb-like pattern. Trees were snapped in half, and countless branches flew everywhere like sharp arrows.

Yakumo had virtually no way to avoid it.

"Wei Kingdom!"

A resolute glint flashed in Yakumo's eyes. He thrust forward with a frenzied slash, striking Muzan Kibutsuji's chest and slicing open most of his body. At the same time, he used his legs to drive into the ground.

Boom... The shockwave continued to pound on Yakumo's chest, and blood gushed from his mouth, nose, and ears. He looked disheveled and ferocious as excruciating pain spread throughout his body.

But he didn't retreat an inch, his expression incredibly ferocious as he plunged the Nichirin Blade into Muzan Kibutsuji's body, the sun's flames burning fiercely.

Muzan Kibutsuji threw his head back and screamed, but due to the power he had unleashed, he was temporarily weakened and, in addition, the burning sun fire temporarily immobilized him in place.

The other two Nichirin swords slid out of their scabbards.

Yakumo gripped it with his backhand, and the twin blades slashed into Muzan Kibutsuji's body. More solar fire surged from the blades and poured into his body, followed by the Fuma and Kusanagi swords.

In fact, the holy light tempers the blade.

The burning of the sun's fire had nothing to do with Yakumo. Each weapon burned a fixed amount of the sun's fire, and at this moment, the four flames converged and burned wildly within Muzan Kibutsuji's body.

Yakumo pulled out the Nichirin Blade that had first pierced the enemy's body and held it in his hand. In front of him, Muzan Kibutsuji was rapidly mutating into more flesh and blood, blocking the burning of the sun's fire.

In the blink of an eye, Muzan Kibutsuji disintegrated in mid-air. When he realized that he could not defeat Yakumo, he immediately and willingly chose to avoid the limelight, since humans are only a hundred years old anyway.

But he only managed to split into about a thousand fragments.

During the burning of that flame, nearly half of his lifespan was consumed, meaning he aged at least ten thousand years. At this moment, Muzan Kibutsuji was no longer angry; instead, he felt more terror.

"Blade Storm".

Yakumo swiftly swung his sword with both arms, and in a single exchange, four hundred fragments were instantly annihilated.

At the same time, the lead-gray mist spread outwards, becoming Yakumo's best eyes, and the burning blade energy continued to deal with Muzan Kibutsuji's split bodies.

Even the pieces of meat hidden in the crevices could not escape the blade.

Ten seconds later, Muzan Kibutsuji perished.

Yakumo casually wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, feeling the internal injuries healing at an extremely rapid pace.

From beginning to end, Muzan Kibutsuji had no chance of winning, as he was completely countered by the Sun's Fire in terms of attributes, and was also slightly inferior to Yakumo in terms of physical attributes.

[Congratulations to the player for defeating the Demon King, Muzan Kibutsuji.]

Congratulations, player! You have earned 13000 Conquest Points!

Let the fire of the sun extinguish all evil!

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Chapter 220 Return, Massive Improvement

This was accompanied by the death of Muzan Kibutsuji.

On the battlefield.

All the evil spirits suffered a backlash from the blood cells.

All of them died from their heads exploding. From beginning to end, the so-called demons were merely tools to serve Muzan. To prevent betrayal, their lives were closely tied to Muzan Kibutsuji.

When the master perishes, his followers perish as well.

A crushing victory, unmatched!

〖Glory Sword Box, Evolution Progress 13.6% → 14.8%〗

"Tsk, is Muzan Kibutsuji only worth 1.2% of his evolution?"

Yakumo shook his head slightly, looking somewhat annoyed.

But he soon broke into a smile.

At this moment, his battle points are 468500.