Demon Slayer: My breathing technique went awry after Nezuko pushed me down.

It still doesn't work. Even if I escape from here, I'm still in the Infinite City. I still can't escape!

Do not!

We can escape!

No matter how many years it takes, as long as he can't do anything to me, I'll eventually figure out a way.

Didn't he want outsiders to come in?

Didn't he want to turn this place into a transit point for vampires?

As long as someone can get in, I can get out!

But......

How long will it take?

I'll wait no matter how long it takes!

But I...

"Sometimes, once thoughts take root and sprout, they extend infinitely upwards, branching out into all sorts of uncontrollable buds, especially under extreme environmental influences."

On the stands, Shirakawa Yu pointed at Muzan's face, which changed rapidly from fear to ferocity to hope, and earnestly explained to the people around him.

"So, the more desperate you are, the less you should think wildly, because that can easily drive you crazy."

Looking down at Muzan, Shirakawa Yu even suspected that if things continued to develop this way, even if he couldn't do anything about him, Muzan probably wouldn't be normal for long.

This scumbag boss has probably never experienced such pressure in his life.

He is inherently paranoid, extremely self-centered, and exceptionally stubborn.

People like that... tsk tsk, they're the easiest to go crazy.

Just as Shirakawa Yuya started to daydream out of boredom, the door behind him finally opened slowly.

Shirakawa Yu stood up immediately, "How is it?"

She looked at Tamayo, who turned her head to look at Shinobu.

Xiao Ren looked at her and then nodded heavily.

Upon seeing this, Shirakawa Yu grinned, revealing eight large white teeth.

"Alright! Let's begin then."

At this moment, all eyes were on Shirakawa Yu.

Even Muzan, who had been brainstorming, abandoned his mixed and complex emotions and stared intently at Shirakawa Yu.

He then opened his arms and held them horizontally to his sides, rubbing both hands together at the same time.

The snap of fingers rang out crisply in the Colosseum.

The next second, dozens, even hundreds of vermilion gates, each the size of a window, opened out of thin air in the Colosseum.

Some of these doors reflected the light, some were pitch black, and some even emitted screams.

Tanjiro, who was not far away, sniffed and his expression instantly turned strange.

Women...all kinds of women...

The scent emanating from these doors is that of women.

In an instant, he understood his senior brother's thoughts.

He shook his head helplessly, but still patted Nezuko's shoulder beside him.

"Nezuko, go to your senior brother's side first."

Nezuko didn't ask any more questions. She nodded obediently and ran over to Shirakawa Yu's side.

The girls came to their side, while the men consciously walked to the opposite side.

At this moment, Bai Chuanyu stood surrounded by eleven beautiful women.

I took a deep breath.

His chest bulged, and his ribs made a slight "clicking" sound.

Above, the aromas of Butterfly House, Asakusa, Yukaku, and the White House all entered Shirakawa Yu's nostrils at this moment.

The next second, his heart pounded like a drum.

Thump, thump, faster and louder!

His muscles were swelling, and his body temperature was rising.

At that moment, his skin turned as red as if his entire body had activated a crimson blade.

Fresh blood was flowing from his nostrils...

Then the corners of the eyes, the ear canals, and the corners of the mouth.

The blood droplets hit the stone slab, making a soft "plop" sound.

But he didn't move.

He didn't even raise his hand to wipe it.

He simply opened his blood-stained mouth, exhaled a breath of hot white air, and gazed through the distorted air onto Muzan's face, which was now filled with terror.

"Muzan..."

His voice wasn't loud, but in Muzan's heart, it was as deep and resonant as a bell.

"Does this scene look familiar to you?"

Chapter 345 The Final Plan and Execution.

"Muzan".

"Does this scene look familiar to you?"

Of course we're familiar with each other, how could we not be?

It was from that sword strike on that day that Muzan gradually fell into his current state.

But what Shirakawa Yu gave Muzan back then was pressure, not despair.

That strike was terrifying, so terrifying that he had no way to defend against it.

But that was just one strike; a real fight would be much more difficult.

He may not necessarily lose.

The reason he ran away was simply because Shirakawa Yu's wide-open mouth startled him.

But now, everything has changed.

Shirakawa Yu has become stronger, and even stronger.

He could even defeat himself without playing in the game or using this strange buff.

At this moment, he used the Infinite City to replicate that buff.

He even looked like he was pushing his body beyond its limits.

This boost will only be more terrifying.

beat?

How do I fight this?!

守？

What can we use to defend it?

Bai Chuanyu's current aura, his iron-like body, the rising steam around him, and the oppressive feeling that made his legs tremble uncontrollably.

Everything was a reminder of Muzan.

It can't be stopped.

Shockwaves alone are absolutely no match for Shirakawa Yu!

Although I don't know what Shirakawa Yu is relying on.

But he knew he absolutely could not let anyone seize the opportunity.

Without any hesitation, Muzan decisively activated his self-destruct mode.

Cracks instantly formed on his body and inside his body.

Shockwaves that should have been projected outwards began to expand outwards from the seven hearts within his body, ravaging his body.

And at that critical moment...

A mocking voice suddenly appeared in my ear.

"What's the rush?"

Shirakawaha! ? ?

He was still in the stands.

As the thought flashed through his mind, Shirakawa Yu, who had been staring intently at Muzan, slowly disappeared from the stands.

Afterimage!!!

Muzan rolled his eyes in horror, as if trying to look behind him.

Next in a row.

He could feel a large hand gripping the back of his neck tightly.

Then......

"Hiss hiss hiss~!"

A phantom-like flash of light appeared instantly in front of him.

There were twelve cuts in total.

A sharp pain struck instantly.