With a dull clank, Gyomei Himejima showed Chu Yang his Nichirin Sword. Judging by its appearance alone, it barely had anything to do with a "sword."
It was a long iron chain, with a single-edged battle axe attached to one end and a spiked meteor hammer attached to the other. It was immensely visually striking.
Paired with Gyomei Himejima's broad, powerful fighting style, it embodied a brutal kind of beauty.
"My weapon is rather extreme and doesn't offer much reference. As long as it helps in battle, it doesn't matter whether it's a sword or not." Gyomei Himejima swung his weapon, and a sharp howl of wind immediately echoed through the courtyard.
A violent gale swept through the entire courtyard.
Even Chu Yang, standing some distance away, could feel an oppressive force.
"A large amount of high-purity Scarlet Crimson Sand Iron was added to it, making it extremely heavy. You can try swinging it." Gyomei Himejima placed the weapon on the ground and gestured for Chu Yang to pick it up. He wanted to use this to test exactly how strong Chu Yang was.
The moment Chu Yang grasped the chain, he felt its weight. He took a deep breath and pulled hard on the chain, lifting the weapons at both ends.
Gyomei Himejima asked, "Can you try swinging it?"
Chu Yang nodded and whirled the weapon through the air, its movements fierce and forceful. He looked utterly at ease, without even breathing hard.
Gyomei Himejima was very surprised. He had just emphasized that this weapon was incredibly heavy. In the entire Demon Slayer Corps, no one but him could use it.
Yet Chu Yang had picked it up effortlessly on his first try and wielded it with complete ease.
Gyomei Himejima realized that his idea of tempering Chu Yang's