How Mu Yu had managed to grab a Twelve Kizuki's blade barehanded without suffering the slightest injury lingered in Shinobu Kocho's mind.
It made her immensely curious!
She wanted nothing more than to get to the bottom of it and understand everything immediately, but Shinobu forcibly suppressed the impulse.
She was the Insect Hashira of the Demon Slayer Corps, and she was here to provide rescue.
For every second she delayed, a Demon Slayer Corps swordsman might die.
Shinobu moved with astonishing speed, continuously venturing deeper into the Sea of Flowers.
But without a doubt, Mu Yu had already become one of the greatest unsolved mysteries in her mind.
The deeper she went into the Cherry Blossom Sea, the tighter Shinobu's brow furrowed.
There were far too many dead Demon Slayer Corps swordsmen along the way. Most had been cut apart by sharp blades, their eyes still open in death.
The demon lurking in the shadows was exceptionally cruel. Several swordsmen had not died immediately.
Yet their limbs had been severed, leaving them to watch helplessly as their blood slowly drained away!
Shinobu smiled and murmured to herself, "It seems this demon has no intention of getting along well with humans!"
Though Shinobu was smiling, Mu Yu could sense her anger.
"This demon has no intention of getting along well with humans" was, in truth, one of Shinobu's personal coded phrases.
Translated, it meant, I'm definitely going to butcher this evil demon!
Just as Mu Yu and Shinobu ventured deeper into the Sea of Flowers, a demon within an antique residence deep inside the flowers sensed them at once.
"They're here again, they're here again, one after another, one after another."
"I merely wish to study the way of the warrior alone. Why must you disturb me so hatefully?!"
"Blades—I