Under Rota's killing-intent-filled gaze, Kokushibo's entire body became incomparably stiff. His neural reactions were always several beats slower, as though this body did not belong to him.
"What a complete monster. After all these years, his intimidating presence has not diminished in the slightest."
Kokushibo was deeply shaken. He had trained painstakingly for so many years in pursuit of greater strength, only to discover that the gap between himself and the Old Heavenly Master was still as vast as an insurmountable chasm.
Facing the unfathomably powerful Old Heavenly Master, Kokushibo's attention was stretched taut. He had witnessed the man's speed before.
Even Muzan had been subdued before he could react. With his own speed, avoiding the Old Heavenly Master's attacks would be truly difficult.
Kokushibo glanced at the scattered chunks of Muzan's flesh near him and slowly walked over.
"Oh?" Rota watched Kokushibo curiously. He also wanted to see what exactly Kokushibo intended to do.
Kokushibo reached down, picked up a still-twitching lump of Muzan's flesh, opened his mouth, and swallowed it.
"So that's it. You had this little scheme in mind, Kokushibo..." Rota had clearly seen through Kokushibo's thoughts. Fine, this made things a little more interesting.
After devouring Muzan's flesh, Kokushibo's aura grew even more powerful. His six demon eyes changed from bright yellow to scarlet, and a bloody demonic aura radiated from his entire body.
Rota still wore that calm, unruffled expression. Kokushibo had merely become slightly more interesting.
During his final days in the Demon Slayer World, it would not hurt to enjoy the thrill of battle a little.
Rota lightly crooked a finger at Kokushibo, signaling for him to attack.
Kokushibo showed no fear whatsoever. He instantly drew his blade and slashed out several violet-red crescent blade attacks!
A faint layer of golden light covered