Upon learning that Feng Ye had quietly taken up residence at the Demon Slayer Corps Headquarters, Kagaya Ubuyashiki immediately sealed off the news. He knew exactly how cunning Muzan Kibutsuji was. If Muzan learned that a god existed in the world and favored humanity, he might very well hide away and never show himself again.
If they all died off and Feng Ye lost his patience with humanity, they might lose their chance to end everything, and the future would fall back into darkness.
The Demon Slayer Corps naturally kept its information under strict lockdown. Even though Feng Ye had been living at headquarters for several months, only the Hashira and a very small number of members knew of him.
In the courtyard.
Two figures constantly crossed paths, accompanied by sharp gusts from their blades.
The two sparring were Makomo and Shinobu Kocho. Both were petite, with little difference in build, but Makomo was far stronger than Shinobu. Their sparring was more meant to temper Shinobu.
Clang! Clang!
Shinobu and Makomo both wielded blunted practice swords, yet sparks still flew whenever their blades met. From time to time, sword wind swept across the ground, leaving furrows in the earth.
After exchanging dozens of close-range blows, Makomo took a light breath, and a trace of seriousness flashed through her eyes.
"Watch out."
She warned Shinobu first, then gripped her sword with both hands and leaped forward in a downward slash.
Though it was only a blunted practice sword, the strike still let out a piercing shriek through the air, sending a fierce blade aura sweeping forward to cleave toward Shinobu.
Shinobu's expression had already turned grave the moment Makomo warned her. Her first instinct was to evade with speed, but the attack came even faster than she had expected. There was