Becoming the Strongest Demon Blade from Demon Slayer!

He stared blankly up at the sky, his eyes devoid of focus, weakly murmuring in broken intervals.

"I finally... escaped... but I never thought... I'd still... die..."

Hearing that, Tanjiro replied without hesitation, "I'm fine, Ashura Maru. Please save this person first!"

"You're the blade's master, after all. As you wish."

After teasing him a little, Lin Fan replied with feigned helplessness, releasing demonic power. Black mist formed into threads that wrapped around the young man.

As a large amount of demonic power flowed into him, the young man's body began recovering at a visible rate. The bleeding stopped, and his wounds closed.

In just a moment,

the young man who had been on the verge of death miraculously came back to life.

He looked as though he had never been injured at all. Only the bloodstained kimono on his body proved how severe his injuries had once been!

The young man hurriedly stood up and stared at his restored body in disbelief, then dropped to both knees.

Tears spilled from his eyes as he said,

"Thank you... thank you so much..."

Seeing this, Tanjiro hurried forward to help him up, smiling warmly. "Don't thank me. Someone else saved you. You should thank it instead."

The words made little sense.

The man did not think much of them.

Beside them,

no one knew just how great a shock this scene had dealt Zenitsu. It had practically shattered his worldview!

His eyes were wide and his mouth hung open.

He had countless questions he wanted to ask Tanjiro.

But Tanjiro stood up and first asked the two children,

"Is he your older brother?"

Only after receiving a negative answer did he sincerely ask the young man before him,

"Could I trouble you to take care of these two children?" As he spoke, he pointed at the two children nearby.

The young man immediately patted his chest and promised,

"Don't worry, I'll definitely take good care of these two children!" With that, he got up and walked over to the two trembling children.

After doing all that,

Tanjiro turned around and said to Zenitsu behind him, "All right, Zenitsu, let's go. There are still people inside waiting for us to save them!"

This time, the usually fearful Zenitsu

hurriedly followed Tanjiro's footsteps, and the two headed toward the household together.

"Tanjiro, what was that just now?"

Faced with Zenitsu's confusion, Tanjiro had no intention of hiding it. "That was the power of Ashura Maru, the sword in my hand. It can heal injuries."

"Huh... what?! Could that sword be a demon in disguise? But it's under the sun..."

Zenitsu was completely dumbfounded. This was even harder to accept than believing Tanjiro had some special ability.

But after thinking about it, he suddenly grew excited.

"Then if I stay with you from now on, doesn't that mean I can't die!"

"If you die, Ashura Maru probably can't save you," Tanjiro corrected him.

"That's still fine!"

As they spoke, they had already pushed open the door and entered the household.

Before them was a dim corridor.

As they walked through it,

Tanjiro's sense of smell was affected as well, so he could only ask inwardly, "Ashura Maru, can you sense where that demon is?"

"What do you think?"

After hearing that, Lin Fan first countered with a question before continuing, "Go straight ahead, then turn left."

"Okay."

Tanjiro walked ahead according to the directions, while Zenitsu, following behind him, could not help showing a frightened expression again.

"Tanjiro, this place is way too scary! What if a demon suddenly pops out later, sticks its tongue into my ear, and eats all my brains..."

Tanjiro, Where Are You?!

"Don't worry, it won't."

Tanjiro reassured him without turning his head.

The two continued onward.

They walked through the corridor until, under Lin Fan's guidance,

Tanjiro was the first to enter a bedroom.

Close behind him,

the sound of drums rang out again. Tanjiro hurriedly turned around, but the doorway they had entered through had vanished.

Yet the drumming did not stop.

With every beat, the room Tanjiro was in changed, as though space itself were shifting. But it was not the room moving—only the people inside it.

Once the changes stopped, Tanjiro looked around and quietly analyzed the situation. "The room changes with the drums. Was I the one who moved?"

His nose twitched as he took in the scent nearby.

Inside the blade, Lin Fan reminded him at that moment.

"Watch the doorway. That demon is approaching us."

Hearing that,

"I understand!"

Tanjiro drew Ashura Maru from his waist with one hand, then gripped it with both hands and faced the wide-open doorway ahead, ready for battle.

As he listened to the approaching footsteps and smelled the foul stench and bloodiness unique to demons filling his nostrils,

his hands tightened around the sword hilt.

But that left Lin Fan somewhat helpless.

You little brat, your sweaty hands are all over the hilt.

This is seriously uncomfortable...

But given the situation, Lin Fan could not distract him, so he could only endure it alone.

The next moment,

a huge figure appeared in the corridor beyond the door. It was none other than the former Lower Rank Six, Kyogai.

He was broad and muscular, with thick, smooth long hair draped over his shoulders.

There were faint patterns on his face. His bloodstained eyes stared ahead, while five drums were distributed across his limbs and abdomen.

He opened his huge, bloody mouth, his fangs bared as he said,

"Damn it, one of them escaped because of them! Why does everyone like barging into other people's houses without permission?!

It's infuriating!

And I don't even know where those two ran off to..."

Tanjiro, on the other hand, openly announced,

"I am Tanjiro of the Demon Slayer Corps. I'm going to cut you down!"

Lin Fan wished he could come out right then and slap him across the face.

Could you be any more obvious?!

Ambush him! Cut him down!

But this also successfully made the demon turn around. Its crimson eyes examined Tanjiro, and then it suddenly seemed to remember something and shouted,

"That appearance, and those earrings... that's right, you're that person!

As long as I kill you, I'll gain that lord's recognition. Then I'll be able to return to the Twelve Kizuki!"

As soon as he finished speaking,

one of his originally scarlet eyes suddenly shifted, revealing a blue pupil. There were words engraved upon it.

They read:

Lower Rank Six!

However, two cracks ran across that eye.

When Tanjiro saw this,

his expression immediately changed.

He had heard of the Twelve Kizuki before.

They were the twelve strongest demons under Muzan Kibutsuji, each one extraordinarily powerful. He had not expected to encounter one here.

Judging by the number, it should be Lower Rank Six.

But why were there two cracks across its eye? Recalling what it had just said, Tanjiro already had a vague answer in his heart.

Even so, this demon should be the strongest one he had encountered so far, aside from Muzan!

Tanjiro immediately made his decision and gripped his sword with both hands.

"Water Breathing—Fourth Form—Striking Tide!"

Water flowed along the blade.

Tanjiro's body leaped into the air, but just as his strike was about to cut through Kyogai's neck,

Kyogai suddenly raised his right hand and slapped the drum on his left shoulder. As the drum sounded,

the entire room began rotating to the left.

Tanjiro's body, suspended in midair, uncontrollably fell toward the wall on the left.

Kyogai, meanwhile, was unaffected. He remained standing in the corridor and said in a low voice,

"Die, insect!"

One hand slapped the drum on his abdomen.

The next moment,

Tanjiro sensed danger and immediately dodged.

The spot where he had been standing was torn open by three invisible slashes, as though a beast's claws had scraped across the floor.

It's fast, almost synchronized with the drumbeat... But thankfully, my body can react quickly enough to dodge now.

Tanjiro rapidly analyzed the situation in his mind.

As for Kyogai, Lin Fan was also recalling his past memories, but he did not offer any reminders.

The main reason was that Kyogai should not be able to defeat Tanjiro. It was a good chance for him to hone his combat skills.

Kyogai repeatedly struck the five drums on his body with both hands, flipping the room while launching attacks.

Tanjiro calmly dodged and observed, and the battle fell into a stalemate for a time.

Lin Fan watched the show from inside the blade.

He could not help silently mourning Nezuko in the wooden box. By the time this was over, she would probably be thoroughly shaken up.

Meanwhile.