Shuilan's Blood Demon Art: The Key to Escaping Muzan's Control / An Ability That Reverses the Flow: Muzan Is Stunned

A short while later, Mizuru opened her eyes and reported to Muzan.

My lord, the position of the Scribe has been confirmed, and as for those idle fellows, I have already dealt with them.

Nodding, Muzan gestured for Mizuru to lead the way.

On the other side, with a punch, Scribe shattered the little blue jellyfish beneath his feet into pieces.

He knew that Muzan and the others already knew his location.

He stood up and stood there, waiting quietly.

Under the moonlight, three distinct footsteps echoed from afar.

Soon, it stopped a few dozen meters in front of the Scribe.

Long time no see, Scribe.

He grinned, his Muzan eyes filled with murderous intent.

Ah, it has indeed been a long time.

With a slight smile, Scribe drew his Nichirin Blade from his waist.

So, are you ready to die?

Chapter 88 Mizuru's Blood Demon Art: The Key to Breaking Muzan's Control

Upon hearing the Scribe's words, Muzan was first taken aback, then burst into laughter.

Prepare to die? Do you know who you're talking to?!

His pale face was full of contempt Muzan reached out and then slowly clenched his fist.

Upper Rank One, Kokushibo, is a powerful swordsman who practices Moon Breathing and is also his most valued partner.

Upper Rank Two, Mizuru, although she was disobedient before, she no longer has this problem.

He placed great hopes on her Blood Demon Art, believing it to be the key to defeating, or even killing, the Scribe.

He himself is the Progenitor of Demons, the original demon who has existed for more than five hundred years!

This is the strongest period of strength Muzan's subordinates since he became a Muzan.

Strength, Blood Demon Art, and many other factors constitute the source of his confidence.

Scribe remained silent in the face of Muzan's clamor.

With a slight exertion of force in his arms gripping the sword, the Nichirin Blade in his hands underwent a change.

The black and red blade trembled slightly, and a bright red color began to spread across it.

Before long, the entire blade turned red.

The Red Nichirin Blade is complete.

The moment the Red Nichirin Blade was completed, the air temperature seemed to rise by several degrees.

Not only that, but a burnt smell also wafted out.

Seeing that the opponent had used the Red Nichirin Blade, Muzan frowned.

He had personally experienced what it was like to be cut by Nichirin Blade in this situation; not only did he suffer the burning pain, but the wounded area also could not heal for the time being.

Muzan sent a telepathic message to Mizuru, warning her to be Muzan, and then waved his hand.

Proceed according to plan.

Kokushibo and Mizuru nodded, and then began their operation.

Kokushibo charged forward at the very front, Mizuru was in the middle, Muzan stayed at the very back.

Seeing that the three ghosts had already taken action, the Scribe also moved.

Even a lion needs to exert its full strength to hunt a rabbit; he certainly understood this principle.

Sun Breathing * Third Form * Crimson Sun Mirror

The Nichirin Blade slashed horizontally, unleashing a deep red, arc-shaped slash.

Moon Breathing * Sixth Form * Long Night Solitary Moon * Unceasing

The Demon Blade swung, unleashing a rapid, overlapping series of slashes at a single point.

Multiple Blade Wind appeared, along with numerous tiny Full Moon Blade.

The two attacks collided, producing a piercing explosion.

It felt like rubbing your fingernails back and forth on a blackboard, making you want to cover your ears.

But for those present, this matter had no impact on them whatsoever.

The two bombardments merged and dissolved in mid-air, with the red and purple lights crowding together.

Soon, the red light gained the upper hand, and the purple light continued to dissipate.

Just then, a faint blue light suddenly appeared in the air.

The light flashed by and then merged into the purple light.

In an instant, the red light that had initially held the upper hand crumbled, being torn apart and devoured by the purple light.

Ultimately, the purple light completely engulfed the red light, growing to more than half its original size.

Then, the enlarged purple light surged forward again, blasting towards the Scribe.

With a frown, Scribe wondered why Kokushibo's attacks had suddenly become stronger.

Without a second thought, he used the Sun Breathing once again.

Sixth Form * Burning Bone Sun

A vortex of flames appeared, carrying immense heat, and crashed into the purple slash.

This time, the situation did not occur.

The Burning Bone Sun neutralized the purple slash, and the remaining attack blasted towards Kokushibo.

Without panicking, Kokushibo used the Fifth Form, Moon Prowess Vortex, for defense.

He turned around, creating a huge vortex of wind blades around himself, forming a massive wind barrier.

The wind blade vortex and the fire vortex collided, creating a huge shockwave.

A cloud of dust billowed up, temporarily obscuring the view of both sides.

Taking this opportunity, the Scribe began to think about what had just happened.

His own attack was about to crush Kokushibo's attack, but the situation reversed after that blue light appeared.

The Scribe knew very well that it was neither Kokushibo's nor Muzan's power.

The only explanation is Upper Rank Two, and Mizuru's actions.

Just from that attack, it's clear that the opponent's Blood Demon Art is indeed extremely strange.

Otherwise, Muzan wouldn't have had the idea of confronting himself directly after the birth of Mizuru.

What exactly is this ability? Is it energy enhancement? Energy weakening? Or something else entirely?

While pondering, the Scribe suddenly felt the ground beneath his feet tremble.

Immediately afterwards, a tentacle burst from the ground and pierced his neck.

At the tip of the tentacle, there was a sharp bone blade.

Without a doubt, this was an attack from Muzan.

With a sharp look in his eyes, Scribe immediately jumped back, dodging the tentacle's attack.

With a horizontal slash, the Nichirin Blade struck the tentacle.

First Form * Dance

Flames coiled around the blade, easily severing the tentacles.

The injured tentacle writhed and twisted, its severed surface charred black, and the stench of burning flesh filled the air.

The attack failed and the user was injured instead. Without pausing, the tentacle retracted directly into the ground.

It seems that Muzan's attacks are mainly based on sneak attacks and entanglement.

It must be said, employing this attack method is truly befitting of the insidious Muzan. (Reading by Lara)

After Muzan's attack, several more blue jellyfish appeared above the Scribe's head.

As soon as the jellyfish appeared, it fell at an extremely fast speed, opened its large mouth, and bit at the top of the Scribe's head.

That was a sneak attack from Mizuru!

If an ordinary person were ambushed, they would probably be killed in one blow before they even had time to react.

But for the Scribe, Mizuru's sneak attack was no different from one happening right in front of him.

He raised his Nichirin Blade high and tapped it lightly in the air a few times.

Bang bang bang

In an instant, the falling blue jellyfish was detonated and exploded with a loud bang.

Just as she was beginning to wonder why the other party was doing this, Scribe suddenly felt a pain inside her body.

A sweet taste rose in his throat, and a mouthful of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.

Something entered my body!

His eyes widened instantly; the Scribe had noticed the anomaly inside.

Clear World!

In an instant, he could see the situation inside his body.

The Scribe already knew the reason for the pain he had just experienced.

If it is truly as I believe, then the Mizuru blood is Muzan the key to breaking Tamayo's control over Tamayo.

Just then, the dust kicked up by the two vortexes gradually dissipated.

Without any obstruction, Muzan could clearly see the trace of blood at the corner of Scribe's mouth.

His lips curled into a wild smile; he seemed to already see the scene of his opponent dying at his hands.

He knew that the reason the Scribe was injured must have been due to the influence of the Mizuru Blood Demon Art.

Hahaha, Scribe, tonight you will die here!

He laughed loudly, his face filled with Muzan excitement.

Wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, Scribe looked at Mizuru and said.

She, and you, are the ones who will die.

After a brief moment of thought, he had already grasped the secret of the opponent's Blood Demon Art!

Chapter 89 The Ability to Countercurrent Terrifies Muzan

I have completely seen through your Blood Demon Art.

After hearing what Scribe said, Mizuru's expression changed.

But then I realized that there was a very high chance that the other party was deceiving me.

The Demon Blood Art is not so easy to guess. Apart from the demons themselves, even Muzan only knows the general effects and functions.

The human in front of me, after being attacked once, claimed that he had figured out my Blood Demon Art.

Having great strength doesn't mean that everything you say is correct.

You want me to die so you can see through my abilities?!

He laughed, his Mizuru face contorted with rage.

Three years ago, the shadow left by the other party was gradually offset by his own growing strength.