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"Crunch, crunch..."

Without hesitation, Yasuhara devoured the other three inheritors right in front of Oboro.

Moreover, they were doing it in the most primitive and bloody way, like starving ghosts, tearing and gnawing at the flesh of their companions.

Oboro witnessed this scene of shining will, and although it looked... shocking, he couldn't help but applaud Teshimaga resolve.

"You guys are... amazing."

It murmured in a faint voice, as soft as a mosquito's buzz.

This is his will, the juncture of his self-evolution.

This sense of impact also made him understand more clearly what it means to inherit the will, and the difference between the will to inherit and personal will.

Experiencing a play you've personally created is far more direct than simply observing it from a time-traveling perspective.

Long sensed the tremor in his soul. The stimulation brought to him by the inherited will seemed to have caused some kind of change in his own soul.

His soul has become more resilient and powerful.

To be honest, Oboro didn't expect to gain any improvement through the inheritance of will within a hundred years. After all, the seeds of a power system need to hatch little by little, and it's impossible for them to bear fruit immediately. Furthermore, given that the Demon Slayer world is a lower-level space, the effective growth rate will inevitably be even slower.

Kawai Ichie was just an exception.

However, another one has now appeared.

Whether it's the Shiwei or Yasuhara before us, they are all outstanding students who have inherited the will and undergone mutation in this era.

All benefited from the passing down of the will.

On the other side, after devouring three people, Yasuhara, his face covered in filth and blood, slowly raised his head. His body began to twist unnaturally, the overwhelming power he couldn't digest for a moment, and he could only unleash it in the most primal way.

His bloodthirsty eyes, hidden beneath his hair, gleamed with rage as he stared intently at Long.

"No need to wait any longer... My lord, I... will now... set you free."

"Our will can be fulfilled tonight."

Yasuhara uttered a sound that didn't belong to him, his mouth full of saliva, his smile fierce.

After speaking, he let out a painful howl that shook the heavens, and the terrifying sound wave caused a series of air explosions within a radius of 100 meters.

His body grew at a visible speed, and without human hands and feet, it transformed into a towering mountain of flesh.

Looking at this enormous mass of flesh and blood, and how each piece of flesh and blood tissue seemed capable of transforming into different organs and limbs at any time, Oboro subconsciously thought of Muzan.

These inheritors only inherited his will; their own power mostly came from Muzan's blood.

Oboro's blood was only used to suppress Muzan's curse and to provide them with a little mental enhancement, nothing more.

In later generations, Muzan's final battle with the Demon Slayer Corps, on the verge of death, also seemed to primarily rely on this method of rapidly increasing flesh and blood to change his physical form.

Furthermore, some of Muzan's methods, especially when he killed the Lower Moon of the Twelve Kizuki in the Infinity Castle, involved attacking by turning his flesh and blood into tentacles.

Yasuhara's current state is akin to atavism.

"Cell..."

Lonely squinted his eyes. "Evolution?"

At this moment, perhaps due to the inheritance of will, or perhaps due to his blood, coupled with the sudden absorption of uncontrollable power, Yasuhara's life form has undergone a transformation, and it seems... he is not a demon in the simple sense.

Instead, it is another newly born species.

His will, his blood, Muzan's blood absorbed terrifying power in a short time...

In addition, the three deceased inheritors seem to have left their will in their cells, residing in Yasuhara's flesh and blood, existing in a way that is inextricably linked to Yasuhara's soul... possibly also due to some of the effects of the Blue Spider Lily.

In addition, there is the opportunity at hand.

A variety of factors have made this inheritor stand out from the crowd.

Individual will drives people to grow, evolve, and enter the next dimension... and the inheritance of will obviously has the same effect, and is in no way weaker.

Swish swish swish.

The next second, the mountain of flesh shot out hundreds and thousands of densely packed arms, like ropes, reaching out to grab Oboro.

Vajra Finger.

With his hands bent like eagle claws, Oboro unleashed a combat technique he hadn't used in a long time, slashing it fiercely into the space in front of him.

In an instant, limbs and severed arms flew everywhere.

The terrifying tearing force not only shredded all the outstretched arms, but also created several bloody wounds, each three or four meters long, on the mountain of flesh.

Like a ghost, Long darted to the foot of the mountain of flesh.

He bent his elbow and raised his arm, ready to unleash his God Fist.

However, to his slight surprise, Yasuhara was able to react to his movements after his physical body underwent mutation.

Before his attack could land, the flesh and blood in front of him transformed into a gaping maw that instantly swallowed him whole.

After devouring Oboro, the mountain of flesh wriggled, and countless eyes opened on its skin.

Four different faces are simultaneously displayed in the four directions: up, down, left, and right.

These are the outlines of the four inheritors.

"Ha ha ha ha!"

Numerous mouths also emerged, emitting piercing, eerie laughter.

But soon, the triumphant laughter turned into a miserable howl.

The entire mountain of flesh emitted billowing steam, as if one were inside a steam oven.

The hardened flesh and blood tissue softened and dissolved... From a distance, the towering mountain of flesh looked like a giant, melted red sorbet.

The dense array of eyes all turned toward the spot where Oboro had just been swallowed.

"We are saving the world, saving all the sick people... including you. We are saving you... you're sick too, aren't you?"

"We are the practitioners of will... why can't you grant us our wish?!"

"Why??!!"

Amidst the roars of the four inheritors' voices intertwined.

Immediately afterwards, the enormous mountain of flesh exploded, scattering bits of meat everywhere.

Due to his astonishing body temperature, Oboro, who was shrouded in white mist, was re-exposed in the same spot, completely unharmed.

He lowered his raised fist.

He patted off some bits of meat stuck to his body, his expression indifferent.

Not far away, a face lay on the ground.

It was Yasuhara's face.

At this moment, he seemed to have regained his senses.

"I'm sorry... sir."

"We couldn't... we couldn't save you."

"I'm sorry to disappoint you..."

Yasuhara shed tears and said unwillingly.

"It's alright... You've done very well, and you've all found successors to your will, haven't you? There will be... One day, the world will change because of you." Long walked up to him, picked up his flesh, held it in his hand, and said softly.

"My lord... you must be in a lot of pain..."

On his hand, Yasuhara's skin and flesh were decomposing and disappearing little by little.

He looked at Long with a pained expression.

"Pain is only temporary."

Long smiled.

"Bye now..."

With a final murmur, Yasuhara died completely, ending his life.

Although they were fulfilling their will, from the perspective of the inheritors, they were also saving Oboro, freeing him from the suffering and unknown karmic causes of his present life.

This feeling... is real.

Because of the background and atmosphere, the history of the Demon Slayer world, from the Sengoku to the present, has been filled with hardship for most people. This has made their emotions purer and less complicated than those of the Hunter x Hunter... This alone makes it more in line with the will to be passed down.

In the world of Demon Slayer, it is very difficult for individual will to be 'incubated'.

In other words, it is extremely difficult for an individual to transcend limitations and become a powerful being.

The Muzan at the hands of a group of Pillars from the Demon Slayer Corps is a good example of this.

After a short while, Oboro turned around, summoned the system, and transformed some of the not-yet-completely-dissolved bits of flesh into cards.

He obtained... new resources.

Through his efforts, he created something in Demon Slayer that did not originally belong to this world.

This also means that a new power system is beginning to emerge.