"Chapter 833: Kokushibo, sorry, I can't save you."
"Kokushibo, Lord Muzan needs your help. I'll teleport you over."
Kokushibo remained as taciturn as ever. Only upon hearing Nakime's words did his eyes shift slightly.
Nakime knew this meant Kokushibo had tacitly agreed. Without another thought, she opened a portal beneath his feet, its destination directly connected to the courtyard of the Demon Slayer Corps Headquarters.
The moment Kokushibo appeared, he noticed Muzan being threatened by Rota. Muzan cast Kokushibo a pleading look.
Kokushibo stared at Muzan speechlessly. According to the plan, they should have swiftly dealt with Kagaya Ubuyashiki and the others. And now? They had to face this monster-like Old Heavenly Master again!
If even Muzan did not want to confront him head-on, Kokushibo wanted even less to encounter him. But his position left him no choice but to come.
"Oh? Isn't that Kokushibo? What, you want to join the fun too?" Rota glanced at Kokushibo. Though his tone was calm, it carried a trace of killing intent.
Feeling the terrifying pressure radiating from the Old Heavenly Master, a bead of cold sweat trickled down Kokushibo's forehead. After all these centuries, how was this old monster still so strong?
"Kokushibo, don't be hasty. Let this old man deal with Muzan first, then I'll handle you. Stay put over there!"
A flash of golden light gleamed in Rota's eyes. He clearly intended to kill. Thinking back to the Old Heavenly Master in Under One Person, he had worn the same expression when dealing with Lu Jin's rampage and the Four Maniacs of Quanxing.
Muzan did not want to die pointlessly either, but restrained by Rota like this, he did not dare make the slightest move.
"Say, Muzan, we've known each other for centuries, haven't we?" Rather than immediately finishing Muzan