The Undying Muzan

Muzan somewhat puzzled as he looked at the Scribe who suddenly burst into laughter.

"Why are you laughing?"

"I laugh at your stupidity."

The Scribe's laughter grew louder and louder.

"It's just that he swallowed a few ghosts and gained a little bit of power."

"It's incredible that your confidence has inflated to this extent."

"Listen up, Muzan..."

With wide eyes, the Scribe stared intently at Muzan.

"A guy like you is a disgrace to the ghost community."

"Disgusting boss."

Upon hearing the Scribe's words, several veins bulged on Muzan's forehead.

As the left palm bulged, it pulled hard.

A knife then appeared from it.

"Moon Breathing * First Form * Dark Moon * Night Palace"

Muzan slashed with Muzan his might, and countless crescent-shaped sword energies flew out.

Seeing this, the Scribe frowned slightly.

"As expected, he can even use the Moon Breathing."

"However, it is far inferior to the original."

He raised his hand and swung his knife as well.

Although both are First Form of Moon Breathing, the sword light unleashed by the Scribe was several times stronger than that of Muzan.

He easily shattered Muzan's sword energy.

And it continued to fly ahead.

"What?!"

Muzan as he watched the attack hurtling towards him.

Countless tentacles lashed out, trying to block the slash.

But the blade easily shattered the tentacles and finally struck Muzan's body.

Blood splattered and spilled onto the ground.

The Scribe was not surprised by this situation.

Having the ability does not mean you can exert the same strength as the original.

Just as Kamado Tanjiro, also a user of Sun Breathing, cannot compare to himself.

Kokushibo, who has been immersed in the Moon Breathing for hundreds of years, is far Muzan.

But the Scribe also knew that this did not mean Muzan could be Muzan eliminated.

Muzan, who swallowed the Blue Spider Lily, also gained the ability to overcome sunlight.

"So, is that the last method left?"

"Aside from decapitation with the Nichirin Blade and sunlight, this is a method that everyone has overlooked."

Thinking of this, the Scribe rushed forward quickly.

Like a streak of light, it rushed towards Muzan.

Then he slashed down with his sword.

The next second, the enormous head flew off.

Chapter 665 The Immortal Muzan

Muzan's head spun several times in the air.

Finally, with a thud, it landed on the ground.

All the charged attacks crumbled at that moment.

Seeing the blood gushing from that body, Scribe did not feel happy.

The Nichirin Blade was raised high and then brought down again.

But just as he was about to strike, Muzan's body suddenly disappeared.

The next second, they were already dozens of meters away.

"You're still alive after all."

Turning around, the Scribe looked at the still-bleeding corpse.

"With you overcoming the sunlight, the effect of beheading is already very weak."

As soon as he finished speaking, the blood gushing from Muzan's body stopped.

Like a water valve that has been turned off.

"Since you already know this, why did you still do it?"

A sound came from the head that had fallen to the ground.

It then turned to ashes.

At the same time, the flesh and bones in the neck area proliferated rapidly.

A new head is generated at an extremely fast speed.

He looks the same as Muzan before.

"The recovery speed is extremely fast."

"It's just a normal slash."

"We still need to test the effect of Sun Breathing on restorative abilities."

A glint of light flashed in his eyes.

The Scribe quickly assessed the current situation.

Then, he charged forward again.

Upon seeing the Scribe charge forward, Muzan thrust out a tentacle.

It was not an attack on the Scribe.

Rather, it is the ground.

After the tentacles pierced the ground, countless stone pillars burst forth from the earth.

Each stone pillar is one meter wide.

It transformed into a curtain wall, spreading outwards in all directions.

Muzan's figure was firmly protected within it.

"Blood Demon Art * Chaotic Ground Spikes"

Seeing this, the Scribe did not stop his charge.

Crimson Blood Burning Flame clung to the body.

A fiery dragon then appeared.

"The Halo Dragon Dance!"

The moment the Fire Dragon took shape, it let out a roar.

The Scribe repeatedly merged into the Fire Dragon.

Wherever the Fire Dragon went, the stone pillars were shattered.

"What!"

Sensing the stone pillar being continuously destroyed, Muzan's face showed a hint of astonishment.

But the shock quickly dissipated.

A light frost fell from my palm.

In the blink of an eye, an ice puppet that looked Muzan appeared on the spot.

"Blood Demon Art: Crystalline Child"

The moment the doll appeared, Muzan leaped into the air.

The next second, the Fire Dragon broke through the stone pillar and arrived here.

The moment she saw the Fire Dragon, the Crystalline Child exploded.

Meanwhile, Muzan in the air launched his next attack.

With a flick of his wrist, a pot engraved with strange patterns appeared.

"Blood Demon Art * Ten Thousand Slippery Fish"

Point the pot downwards, and countless sticky fish fly out.

Like a black Milky Way appearing in the sky, it surged downwards.

Not only that, Muzan also clenched his other hand.

The surrounding air was somewhat distorted.

The moment he threw his punch, the very air seemed to be torn open.

A whooshing sound followed.

Blood Demon Art * Distorted Air

Doma, Gyokko, Shinri Masato.

Three different Upper Rank Blood Demon Art were used in succession.

No other Pillar could easily withstand this attack.

But Muzan wasn't facing a Pillar.

Instead, it is the Scribe who has been transformed into a demon.

In an instant, a stabbing attack suddenly flew out.

Flames swirled around it, forming a ring.

"Sun Breathing * Seventh Form * Radiant Flower Thrust"

Faced with the intense heat of the fire brought by Radiant Flower Thrust, the sticky fish died instantly.

The mucus on their bodies dried out, and the corrosive venom inside their bodies evaporated.

Finally, it turned to ashes and disappeared.

Then, Radiant Flower Thrust collided with the twisting force.

"Bang!"

At the moment of contact, a powerful explosion occurred.

Countless sparks flew everywhere.

Another figure quietly appeared in front of Muzan.

The Nichirin Blade, wreathed in flames, has already been unleashed.

"When did this guy show up?!"

Sensing the approaching high temperature, a hint of horror flashed in Muzan's pupils.

Then, the body suddenly changed.

It shrinks rapidly at a rate visible to the naked eye.