You Can No Longer Escape

Ding! Oboro reached out and touched Muzan.

This action seemed extremely terrifying to Muzan, who immediately wanted to resist.

But instinct compelled him not to move rashly, for the old man before him could obliterate his soul with a single thought.

As if sensing that Muzan's situation was not good, suddenly, the sound of a pipa rang out.

Like a pebble falling on a calm lake.

Muzan, who was standing opposite Oboro, vanished in an instant.

It was transferred by Nakime's Blood Demon Art.

Not only that, Kokushibo and Doma also disappeared and were sent outside the Infinity Castle.

The objects and scenes within the space began to become disordered.

With just a blink of an eye, Oboro was teleported to a house inside the Infinity Castle.

"Hehe."

Long was somewhat surprised.

Muzan's soul fluctuations spread indiscriminately, and Nakime was also caught in them, yet she was still able to react in this state.

And he protected Muzan with unwavering loyalty.

Although Nakime is no longer a member of the Upper Moons, her strength is definitely no less than that of an Upper Moon.

Compared to the Doma, who each had their own agendas, she seemed quite devoted to Muzan.

Why was Oboro able to enter this alternate dimension?

It was because he placed soul marks on Doma and Kokushibo.

The ability he gained in the Dark Continent was time travel, but it was only a soul travel.

However, this alternate dimension is derived from the Demon Slayer world and has weak restrictions... so the physical body can break through the Barrier and freely enter and exit, provided that the 'direction' is found.

"Call..."

Muzan realized that Nakime had saved him, and his tense body finally relaxed.

He glanced at the long-haired woman sitting in the distance and said coldly, "Let's go."

Upon hearing this, Nakime's fingertips once again hooked onto the biwa strings.

Just as I was about to dial.

Whoosh! Something terrifying happened.

Despite having been moved to the farthest corner of the Infinity Castle, Oboro mysteriously flashed behind the woman with a mere sweep of his arm.

Nakime's head suddenly spun and flew up.

Amidst her disheveled hair, the woman's eyes held an equally shocked expression.

After transferring Oboro and Muzan separately, she did not stop controlling the Infinity Castle. Apart from the location where she and Muzan were, things in other spaces were constantly changing. Anyone else would not only be unable to discern directions, but would probably also have difficulty maintaining their senses.

Her Blood Demon Art aren't particularly powerful, but in terms of complexity and difficulty, they're definitely number one.

Even so, Oboro still managed to kill her before she could leave.

It's worth mentioning that the Infinity Castle is Muzan resides, not Nakime's Blood Demon Art in the true sense, nor was it created by this woman.

Nakime's ability is only to control the Infinity Castle; the true master of this space is Muzan.

In other words, Muzan also possesses the ability to control the changes in the Infinity Castle.

Having just killed Nakime, Oboro was once again transported to a high altitude, with no solid ground beneath her feet, and plummeted straight down.

Long spreads out his hands and lets his body descend, remaining in this weightless state indefinitely.

Within this space, height and distance are blurred.

There is no 'ground' below him.

Long smiled slightly.

The next second, somewhere on the ground in reality, an open door or window appears.

Muzan leaped out of the space.

His face was pale.

His body was still trembling.

Nakime is dead.

In the blink of an eye.

In his perception, Oboro suddenly disappeared from its original location and then appeared next to Nakime.

This made Muzan think of a possibility.

Spatial capabilities.

Oboro can travel through space.

Otherwise, there's no way to explain all of this.

"Damn it! Damn it!"

Muzan covered his forehead with one hand, his expression ferocious.

He started shouting insults.

He was cursing his trembling body.

He had never been so humiliated since he was nearly killed by Yoriichi Tsugikuni.

Even when facing Yoriichi Tsugikuni, she wasn't so scared that her legs trembled uncontrollably.

He sensed the power of the soul, and because his understanding of the soul was clearer, the mental impact he experienced when he saw the Oboro soul was more pronounced than that of ordinary people.

This is just 'seeing' it; it's simply being scared.

Oboro did not use any means of using soul power.

Everything has its advantages and disadvantages. He thought he had 'possessed' the power of the soul, but in the end, it was just a joke.

If the power hadn't reached the level of the soul, perhaps he could have maintained some fighting spirit when facing Oboro.

It is precisely because of this 'understanding' that I have come to appreciate its power even more!

When you stare into the abyss, the abyss also stares into you.

After thinking it over, Muzan instantly transformed into a black shadow and disappeared.

He had to escape!

Since Oboro possesses spatial abilities, the Infinity Castle naturally cannot confine him. If he stays in the same place any longer, he will definitely be caught.

The power of the soul is no joke. With Oboro's strength, he had already sensed the wavelength of Oboro's soul. As a result, all Demon Slayer Corps could do was run, keep running, and keep running for his life. He could no longer hide in the Infinity Castle when faced with a fatal threat, as he had in the past hundreds or thousands of years. This was why the Demon Slayer Corps and the successors were unable to deal with him before.

Moreover, given Oboro's soul strength, he could probably sense Oboro's location even from a great distance.

From now on, no matter how vast the world is, he probably won't even have a place to hide.

The only delaying tactic is to change their position as needed.

In this way, even if Oboro discovers him, he can survive as long as he leaves before Oboro appears.

The problem is that there are still survivors and Demon Slayer Corps in the human world who haven't been wiped out...

An hour later, the sky began to lighten.

Muzan, stepped into a dilapidated mountain temple, covered in sweat.

He didn't know how far he had run, unless the sun was about to rise and he needed to find shelter.

He can still escape.

Muzan leaned against a dusty Buddha statue and slid down to the ground.

The unease in my heart cannot be dispelled.

His eyes were fixed on the doorway.

"It's not just soul power... He also has many other methods, powerful flesh and breath... His body has clearly aged to that extent, yet this inhuman performance is exactly the same as that guy's."

"And that ability to ignore space."

"How could a human possibly do that!"

"He is definitely not human."

"Nakime may not be strong, but she is definitely not weak either... It won't be easy to cut off her head in one go."

"Could it be that there are things in this world that I don't know about? I've lived for so long, how could this be..."

"He seemed to say 'came into this world,' what does that mean? Could it be...?"

Damn it!

Muzan's mind was racing when suddenly he grabbed his hair, interrupting his thoughts.

He noticed that his vision of the doorway was somewhat blurry.

It wasn't that there was something wrong with his body, but rather that the shock and fear he felt from directly gazing at Oboro's soul essence hadn't subsided.

The next second, Muzan's face went blank.

It was that fleeting moment when his gaze became unfocused.

A person was standing outside the door, which had been empty before.

The night breeze stirred, causing the striking black haori to sway.

"You should understand that the moment you saw me, you could no longer escape."

"..."

Muzan.