Tanjiro scanned his surroundings and found a spider thread wrapped around Nezuko's ankle high up in a large tree. He raised his broken blade, intending to cut the thread, but stopped halfway through the swing.
He had experienced the toughness and sharpness of the threads firsthand in the earlier battle.
If he hacked at the thread like this, he might fail to sever it and injure Nezuko instead. Besides, with so many threads, how long would it take to cut them one by one?
After thinking it over, Tanjiro realized that the most important thing now was not saving Nezuko, but surviving until the others arrived.
Since she wanted Nezuko so badly, she would not take her life easily. Besides, in Nezuko's current form, she was not someone who could be killed on a whim.
"I'm asking you, is there a man named Igu Qigan among the Twelve Kizuki?" Han Zhiqi's furious voice startled Tanjiro.
Tanjiro turned to look at the two figures ahead. Both seemed to be desperately restraining their anger. The atmosphere was oppressive and grave, and a fierce battle could break out at any moment.
Suddenly, Rui made the first move.
How could he tolerate some lowly creature shouting in his face?
With a flick of his finger, a sharp whistle tore through the air. A hair-thin spider thread instantly pierced through the cold air and shot toward Han Zhiqi's chest.
Han Zhiqi sensed the direction of the thread's attack, deflected it with his blade, and sidestepped the strike. Then his figure flashed, and using "Sixth Form: Phantom," he appeared beside Rui at the same speed, too fast for the naked eye to follow.
Nearly at the same instant, snow-white Nichirin Blades stabbed toward Rui from four directions—front, back, left, and right—but every attack was blocked by