Forging the Strongest Demonic Blade from Demon Slayer: Chapter 25

As for where it came from, he no longer had the energy to care, driven purely by a loss of reason and love at first sight!

Both of his eyes had already turned into the shape of hearts.

With just a single glance, even his severely injured body could no longer feel any pain...

Lin Fan also noticed Zenitsu's clinging gaze and could not help feeling a bit chilled.

His body instantly dissipated, turning into black mist that re-integrated into the blade.

Meanwhile, Tanjiro, holding the blade, had already adapted to the power after demonification, one of his eyes completely turned to a pale purple.

His smile also changed from its original brightness to something rather frantic!

"Are you ready to meet your death, demon!"

Upon seeing this, Kamanue actually felt a sense of fear, something he found completely unacceptable.

"Who do you think you are?! No matter what kind of monster you are, I can kill you once and I can kill you a second time!"

Lifting his dual claws, he rushed forward fiercely.

Every single step shattered the floorboards of the room.

Yet in Tanjiro's eyes, everything about Kamanue seemed to be in slow motion, every detail becoming clear and visible.

Furthermore, he could understand Ashura Maru in his hand even better—it was a feeling of complete communion of hearts!

Right now, he had the illusion that he could change the world!

As they closed the distance,

Kamanue took the initiative to launch an attack, lifting his right arm to strike down with a heavy, powerful punch.

"Just die for me!"

Tanjiro's eyes narrowed as he held the blade in a single hand.

His speed was so fast that it left afterimages.

In an instant.

The blade swept past, and Kamanue's right claw along with his forearm were sliced into several pieces, the severed limbs hitting the floor as blood spurted out.

Kamanue hurriedly leaped backward in a violent retreat.

Yet Tanjiro looked extremely relaxed, just standing there with an icy gaze, his body slowly walking forward.

Every single step seemed to tread upon Kamanue's heart.

It was like the Grim Reaper slowly closing in.

Lin Fan also reminded him at this moment.

Your body can only endure this state for three minutes at most, end this quickly!

I understand.

Tanjiro replied in a soft voice.

He stepped forward, and his figure instantly vanished.

"Where did he go?"

Fear had already appeared in Kamanue's eyes, and panic began to grip his expression as he rapidly scanned his surroundings in an attempt to find the slightest trace.

Yet when he recovered his senses,

he discovered that Tanjiro had already appeared right in front of him, swinging the blade horizontally across.

Kamanue had no time to overthink and immediately leaped upward.

Yet he was still a step too late.

Tanjiro slashed horizontally, and in an instant, a wave of blade Qi composed of black mist appeared.

As the black mist swept past,

Kamanue's airborne body lost its lower legs, completely obliterated by the black mist from before.

Right now, he truly experienced what true fear was, but apart from that, his mind was filled with even more doubt and incomprehension.

"How is this possible... Why did you suddenly become so strong..."

He had better run away first.

If this continued, he would very likely die at this fellow's hands. With that thought in mind,

he immediately turned around, controlled his floating body, and flew out of the room toward the pitch-black night sky.

Before leaving, he did not forget to say,

"Don't think it's over just like this! Next time, all of you heinous scoundrels will die!"

However, Tanjiro's figure flashed as he arrived at the corridor outside the room.

His thoughts were clear and unobstructed.

He pointed the blade forward, listening to the guidance of the sword as he spoke.

"Ashura Guanyin — Three Blades!"

The blade in front of him exuded black mist, condensing three swords burning with crimson flames in midair.

They locked onto Kamanue in the air.

The blades tore through the air, producing a piercing, explosive roar.

In an instant.

The three blades pierced straight through Kamanue's body.

The demon power contained within them invaded his body, continuously eroding his flesh and cells.

This caused his body to fall uncontrollably from the high altitude, plunging straight down into the courtyard and kicking up a cloud of dust and smoke.

When the dust settled,

Kamanue was revealed within it. At this moment, his body was pierced by blades, blood flowed like a torrent, and his limbs were severed, looking extremely miserable.

Tanjiro walked up slowly.

Up until this moment, barely a single minute had passed.

"Farewell, Kamanue."

He whispered softly, and his figure vanished once again.

In Kamanue's vision, his own sight was spinning wildly, until it finally stopped.

Yet he discovered that right before his eyes was precisely his own headless corpse!

Chapter 33: A Human Cannot, at Least They Shouldn't

"What... happened... Is that my body?" He did not even react immediately to the fact that he had been decapitated.

When he finally recovered his senses, his pupils stared at Tanjiro's back, now completely swallowed by fear.

Death was drawing closer to him step by step.

Before dying, he let out a despairing wail.

"Impossible... How could I possibly die so easily when I haven't even punished all the wicked people yet... I am so unreconciled..."

Unfortunately, before his words could finish,

his thoughts stagnated, and his head had already turned to ash, dissipating between heaven and earth.

As for that headless corpse, it was also gradually disintegrating.

Tanjiro sheathed his blade and watched Kamanue, who was currently dissolving, a flicker of pity and sorrow crossing his own eyes.

He could feel Kamanue's fear before death, as well as the anguish of being unable to punish the wicked.

Although he was unclear about what had happened to the demon, it did not prevent Tanjiro from feeling sorrow for him.

This was the kindness that belonged solely to him.

Meanwhile, Lin Fan inside the blade immediately canceled the demonification upon seeing this.

As the ability was lifted and the demon power dissipated,

Tanjiro's pale purple, eroded eyes, along with their special markings, rapidly faded and gradually returned to their original appearance.

At the same time, he also lost that peerless strength.

Yet Tanjiro felt no sense of loss.

What he had always wanted was never power, but rather to protect others. If this strength was not used to protect others, it would be utterly useless to him.

However, right at that moment,

"Meow!"

A cat's meow suddenly came from behind.

Hearing this, Tanjiro turned around and saw that familiar cat. He skillfully bent down to open the backpack on its back and took out the folding knife.

Looking at Kamanue's slowly dissolving body, he stabbed the knife straight into it to autonomously draw the blood.

After a mere moment,

the blood collection was complete, and Tanjiro pulled the knife back out, placing it once again into the backpack on the cat's back.

He waved his right hand and smiled brightly.

"Sorry to trouble you this time as well. Have a safe trip."

The cat licked the fur on its paw as a form of response.

Then it turned around and walked away in a certain direction.

"Meow!"

After emitting another cat's meow, the feline gradually vanished from sight.

Having finished all of this,

Tanjiro finally snapped out of it and hurried over to the side of the closest person, Zenitsu, asking with concern.

"Zenitsu, are you alright?"

Faced with the inquiry,

Zenitsu put on an extremely painful expression. Immediately afterward, he rested a hand on Tanjiro's shoulder and said in a very weak voice,

"I almost died because of you this time, you have to compensate me, Tanjiro! Who was that young lady who suddenly appeared by your side just now?

You absolutely must tell me!"

Hearing this, Tanjiro already knew what schemes he was plotting, but when he thought about it carefully,

marrying a sword—

a human cannot, at least they shouldn't...

Coupled with the fact that Zenitsu had indeed helped out this time, it was truly hard to refuse, so he could only explain to him, "What you saw just now was the incarnation of the blade in my hand, Ashura Maru."

Upon receiving this answer, Zenitsu finally snapped back to his senses, but he no longer cared at all.

Care what it was, as long as it was pretty!

"Eh?! That pretty young lady is the blade in your hand?! Let me hold it and take a look. Doesn't it heal injuries?

Please, you must let me hold it in my hand and help me recover... I feel like if I don't get treated, I might just die..."

Watching him throw a tantrum and roll around, Tanjiro could not help the corners of his mouth from twitching.

Lin Fan, watching from inside the blade, was genuinely speechless as well.

As expected of you, Zenitsu, you truly live up to the reputation of an innate demonic-beast physique!

He immediately curled his lip and said,

This fellow and your little sister aren't hurt too badly; go save that guy outside first, or if you don't go now, he might just kick the bucket in a moment...

Upon hearing this reminder,