Demon Slayer: After raising Shinobu, I died in front of her.

Seeing that her master was speechless again, the little girl knew that making her master angry would not do her any good. She decided to save face for her master and knew when to stop.

The two then happily headed to their next destination.

......

In the dark forest, a figure moved swiftly like a ghost.

The boy was dressed in the Demon Slayer Corps' iconic uniform, and although he was thin, he exuded a fierce aura.

What is most striking are his naturally heterochromatic eyes: his left eye is like a deep, dark green pool, and his right eye is like molten gold.

He ran forward without looking to the side, but behind him followed a chilling whooshing sound and a foul stench, as if something extremely terrifying was biting his back.

Just then, a small, snow-white snake poked its head out from his arms, slithered up his collar and neck, and began to coil intimately around him.

The white snake turned its head, its cold, vertical pupils looking behind it, and made a rapid, wary hissing sound.

Obanai Iguro's face darkened, a hint of annoyance flashing in her eyes: "There are more now...?"

Before he could finish speaking, he abruptly stopped, his body jerking backward. The spot where he had just landed suddenly exploded, and a hideous, grotesque figure, reeking of a stench, burst forth from the earth!

"He actually dodged it?!" The demon roared in resentment, turning its head to stare intently at the boy in the distance.

Whoosh whoosh!

Accompanied by the sound of falling leaves, several more dark figures leaped down in succession, instantly blocking all escape routes and surrounding the boy.

The snake, coiled around the neck, coldly surveyed its surroundings, its scarlet forked tongue flicking out, guarding every blind spot for its master.

Obanai Iguro's eyes turned completely cold, like solid ice in an extremely cold place.

"Is everyone here?"

The surrounding tree branches and shadows were densely packed with hideous demons.

They looked down at this tiny human being from their high perch, their eyes filled with greed and mockery.

His name is Obanai Iguro, and he is a newly promoted Geng-rank swordsman in the Demon Slayer Corps.

Today was supposed to be a simple raid, as intelligence indicated there was only one malevolent demon here.

But when he stepped into the forest, he discovered that it was a trap, with ten evil spirits waiting for him there!

This seems to be a family of evil spirits; for some unknown reason, the entire family has become evil spirits, harming people here.

Due to a misjudgment of intelligence, he was injured as soon as they engaged in combat.

He had originally planned to avoid the enemy's advance and wait for reinforcements, but these evil spirits pursued him relentlessly like hyenas that had smelled blood, forcing him into a desperate situation.

Since we can't escape, there's no need to keep running.

Obanai Iguro flicked her wrist, and the Nichirin Blade in her hand, with its wavy, twisting blade, drew a strange yet beautiful arc in the air.

He lowered his weight slightly, his voice icy cold and devoid of any warmth:

"Since we can't escape, we'll just have to kill you all!"

"Kill him!!"

The demons roared deafeningly, and ten ferocious figures pounced on the thin boy in the forest at the same time.

Chapter 91 Iguro Bane

"Serpent Breathing, Fifth Form: The Winding Serpent!"

With a low shout, Obanai Iguro's wavy Nichirin Blade twisted and moved as if it were alive, drawing eerie and deadly arcs.

However, the demon that rushed towards them merely grinned and turned its head away, easily dodging the fatal blow.

At the same time, a bloody wind arrived behind him, and several other evil spirits followed closely behind, blocking all his escape routes.

The boy gritted his teeth, struggling to dodge amidst the flashing blades and blood, while waiting for an opportunity to counterattack.

But outnumbered, his strength was rapidly waning, and each swing of his sword became increasingly heavy.

"Has the reinforcement arrived yet...?"

He was panting heavily, his team uniform soaked with sweat.

Several demons on distant tree branches looked down at him with mocking eyes, as if admiring a dying prey, calculating how many more seconds he could hold on.

"Kill him!"

With a roar, ten evil spirits attacked simultaneously, transforming into several afterimages as they pounced on him!

"Serpent's Breath, Second Form: Narrow-Headed Venomous Fang!"

Obanai Iguro's eyes widened in fury as he unleashed five cunning slashes with all his might, barely managing to block the frontal attack.

But the flaws behind it were completely exposed!

The five demons that attacked from the blind spot were already within arm's reach, their sharp claws almost touching the back of his neck.

At this critical moment, a soft yet chilling voice rang in his ear:

"Insect Breathing, Bee Fang Dance, True Dance!"

Obanai Iguro felt a gentle breeze carrying the scent of wisteria flowers brush past her back.

Before he could even turn around, he saw a purple butterfly shadow flash into the battle like lightning, driving the three evil spirits away.

Immediately afterwards, the petite figure turned back at an incredible angle, grabbing Obanai Iguro's collar before the attacks of the remaining two demons could land.

The snake-like appendage on its neck suddenly flicked its tongue, staring warily at the newcomer.

"I'll take you away!"

Obanai Iguro felt a sudden lightness in her body as she was lifted into the air, carried away from the encirclement, and landed steadily on the open ground to the side.

"Thank you..." he said softly, panting.

"Can you still move?" Shinobu Kocho turned her head and looked at the disheveled boy in front of her.

"Okay." Obanai Iguro forced himself to stand up, and when he turned his head to see his savior's face, he was slightly taken aback. "You are... Shinobu Kocho?"

Shinobu Kocho smiled sweetly: "You know me!"

“Hmm…” Obanai Iguro withdrew his gaze, his tone carrying a hint of awe, “After all, he is Lord Cangzhu’s disciple.”

"Haha, it's easy now that you know me!" he said, suppressing a laugh, his gaze sweeping across the battlefield. "There are seven left, right? I'll handle five, and you can have the remaining two. No problem, right?"

Seven? Can't you count? Aren't there ten in total?

Obanai Iguro was about to speak up to remind him, but when he looked up, he was so shocked by the scene before him that he couldn't speak.

The three evil spirits that he had just considered a hopeless situation were now kneeling on the ground, spitting out large amounts of black blood.

The surrounding demons stared in horror at their companions, while the three demons, in their painful convulsions, rapidly decayed and disintegrated, eventually turning into ashes.

Obanai swallowed hard; cold sweat soaked his back.

what happened?

Is it poison?

In that instant, she not only repelled the three evil spirits with incredible speed, but also injected poison into their bodies, and then rushed back to save herself without stopping... Just how terrifying was her speed and precision!

Shinobu Kocho sheathed her slender Nichirin Blade and twisted her wrist slightly.

With a soft "click," the blade rubbed against the scabbard, producing a distinctive sound. It was very subtle, but Iguro Kobane still heard it.

Is it poison?

Is she mixing toxins?

I had long heard that Shinobu Kocho, the second disciple of the Azure Pillar, was unable to sever the demon's neck and relied entirely on her miraculous poison skills to kill the demon.

Seeing it today has greatly shocked him.

Shinobu Kocho drew her Nichirin Blade again and, seeing the boy beside her still in a daze, tilted her head in confusion: "How about I take on six, and you take on one?" She thought she had given him too many two.

"No, I'll take three!" Obanai Iguro straightened her back, her eyes defiant.

Shinobu looked at him, a hint of a smile flashing in her eyes.

She understood the little boy's pride.

"Alright, let's go!"

Before she finished speaking, Shinobu Kocho had already disappeared from the spot.

Upon seeing this, the four evil spirits roared and pounced on her simultaneously.

Despite being surrounded from all sides, Butterfly remained calm and composed. She lightly touched the tree trunk with her toes and leaped up as gracefully as a real butterfly.

"Insect Breathing, Butterfly Dance, Teasing!"

She spun gracefully in mid-air, her Nichirin Blade transforming into countless purple afterimages, like butterflies fluttering in the air.

The claws of the four demons grazed past her haori, but couldn't even touch the hem of her garment. Yet her seemingly gentle thrusts landed with pinpoint accuracy on the vital points of each demon.

"Insect Breathing, Dragonfly Dance - Compound Eyes with Hexagonal Roots!"

The moment she landed, her body suddenly accelerated, transforming into six extremely fast thrusts.

The blade strikes with the compound eyes of a dragonfly, attacking from all directions without any blind spots, each strike carrying the deadly poison of wisteria flowers.

Before the four evil spirits could even react, several deep, bone-revealing holes appeared on their bodies.

"Ughhhhhh—!"

A piercing scream echoed through the forest.

The toxins spread wildly through the bloodstream, inhibiting the evil spirit's regenerative abilities.

Their skin began to turn black and ulcerate, and their movements became sluggish and stiff.

Shinobu Kocho stood quietly in place, sheathing her sword.

Her breathing was steady, and she didn't break a sweat.

In just over ten seconds, the four evil spirits were completely reduced to ashes in despair and pain.

Obanai Iguro stood aside and witnessed the entire one-sided massacre.

There were no violent collisions, no deafening roars, only graceful, dance-like moves and silent deaths.