Of all the people, the one that Asuramaru cared about the most was Tanjiro. Since returning here, he had not slacked off at all.
They practice their skills diligently every day.
Until he no longer needs his own blessing, he can rival Yoriichi Tsugikuni!
But they have never been able to break through this limit.
Asuramaru had long suspected this, but only now was he able to confirm that the world was intentionally trying to stop it.
In any world, there is a limit to the greatest power, but what happens when that limit is exceeded is unknown...
The only thing we can be sure of is that Tanjiro has reached the limit that this world can withstand, and has become the undisputed strongest!
Asuramaru watched them get married, have children, and spend countless happy days and nights together, watching Tanjiro pass on the Dance of the Fire God to his child.
Time flies.
Tanjiro and the others were already very old and had passed away one after another, but Asuramaru remained unchanged.
Even as Tanjiro approached the end of his life, he disregarded his children's concerns and resolutely picked up Asuramaru.
In the pitch-black night.
It stirred up the former Dance of the Fire God; on that day, the blade burst into blazing flames, illuminating the dark night sky.
The aging Tanjiro said in his weathered voice, "Asuramaru, it is the luckiest thing that has ever happened to me."
"You're almost old and dying, you should take better care of yourself." Upon hearing this, Asuramaru in the sword retorted irritably.
But Tanjiro was no longer the boy he once was. He smiled gently and said, "You always care about everyone like this."
After a sudden silence, she continued sadly, "But I can feel that my days are numbered, I'm going to die... From now on, you'll be all alone again... I'm sorry..."
"Even when you're about to die, you can't shut your mouth..." Asuramaru retorted irritably.
Tanjiro smiled helplessly.
But the next moment.
Suddenly, the voice of Asuramaru echoed in her mind.
"I should be thanking you. I felt like a thief spying on your happiness. Thank you for sharing a piece of that memory with me..."
Upon hearing this, tears welled up in Tanjiro's eyes.
Nothing more was said that night.
The next morning, Tanjiro lay on his sickbed at home, surrounded by his family's children who were looking at him with concern. All he could do was grip his sword tightly.
But the next moment...
Black smoke billowed from the blade, and Asuramaru appeared in everyone's sight.
These children had only heard of it before; this was the first time they had seen it in person.
Right under their watchful eyes.
Asuramaru gently placed his hand on Tanjiro's forehead.
A gentle smile appeared on Tanjiro's lips as he weakly tried to say something, "Asuramaru..."
But Asuramaru immediately snapped at him impatiently, "Just shut up, don't you want to die already?"
As he spoke, a large amount of Demon Power surged into his mind, bringing him back into his spiritual world.
Those beautiful moments were created in an instant by a massive amount of Demon Power.
Parents, spouse, friends, children...
Everything he cherished appeared here one by one, until the last one, Asuramaru, appeared, still with that arrogant demeanor as he spoke.
"Bye now."
Tanjiro waved back, saying, "Goodbye..."
The words had barely left his mouth.
The world fell silent, and even the outside world's Asuramaru withdrew his hand.
[Volume Two: The Jujutsu Kaisen Chapter]
Chapter 105 The World of Jujutsu
Tanjiro's life has ended, but his gentle smile remains.
Asuramaru stood there speechless for a long time.
To be honest, I watched Tanjiro grow up and grow up step by step to where he is today. Seeing him die happily, it's hard not to feel sad.
Using his Demon Power, he dragged Tanjiro's body to the flower field in the open space outside the door and buried him in the grave that had already been dug.
He was buried here along with Zenitsu and the others.
Having done all this, Asuramaru plunged his main body into the ground, and then completely dissipated into black mist, returning to the blade.
The young men and women in the room behind them also showed expressions of disbelief after witnessing all of this.
But no one went forward to disturb them.
In the knife.
After a moment of silence, Asuramaru spoke, "System, travel through time."
The words had barely left his mouth.
A system notification sounded in his mind.
"Ding! The system has reported that you will be traveling in seven days!"
I have to report the time travel seven days in advance. It's really something that Asuramaru doesn't know how to do, but it doesn't matter.
I glanced at my personal panel.
The astonishing 700,000 Emotion Points at the bottom finally eased some of the heavy mood, and I chose to unlock the ability without hesitation.
"System, unlock the Golden Horn for me!"
[Ding! 500,000 Emotion Points consumed. Golden Horn (Sounding this will activate the Seraph of the End form, codenamed Salt King!)]
Note: Use requires the user's physical body to reach a certain strength; otherwise, it will result in a fatal backlash. The transformation time is determined by the user's physical strength!
Unlocked!
All capabilities of this template are unlocked!
In an instant, Asuramaru looked into the world within his sword, at the boundary between the sky and the sea.
The golden horn then released its own radiance, and above it, holy light appeared, with the figures of angels hovering there.
Is this the power of the horn?
Even before using it, Asuramaru was already able to personally experience that power capable of destroying everything.
It's like some kind of rule that can turn everything into pillars of salt!
They don't make any sense at all.
If Muzan were to Muzan back to life, he could turn it into a lifeless pile of salt with a wave of his hand.
With this power, the next world shouldn't be too difficult as long as it's not too outrageous, and there's also a full 200,000 Emotion Points.
That should be enough.
Moreover, there's nothing left in this world worth cherishing.
The blade stood before the grave for seven days.
Finally, the system's voice sounded in my mind again: [Ding! Seven days have passed. Please prepare yourself, the time travel will begin!]
"Has it finally arrived?"
Decades have passed, Asuramaru's heart has long since settled down, no longer as naive as it once was.
But before leaving.
Asuramaru unleashed his Demon Power, creating a clone of his own blade in the spot before his true form dissolved into particles of light and vanished into the world.
This time travel.
Asuramaru witnessed it firsthand. Unlike before, when everything went black and he arrived at the station, he saw with his own eyes how he left the world.
And how does one roam among the heavens?
However, halfway there, a dazzling beam of light suddenly appeared, destroying an entire world with a single sword strike.
Then I heard an angry, exasperated voice.
"Hey Blackie, give it your all!"
Asuramaru was puzzled, but soon passed through the area and arrived at his destination.
Perhaps having received permission, they entered directly inside, and then Asuramaru felt everything go black.
He completely lost all his senses.
I don't know how much time passed.
Upon regaining physical awareness, I realized that something seemed amiss in my situation, as if I were in someone's mental world...
Just as Asuramaru was wondering, the system stepped forward to explain.
[Ding! Transmigration successful. Based on your perfect performance in the previous world, a perfect identity will be created for you in this world!]
Crossing Worlds: Jujutsu Kaisen!
Fabricated identity: Demon Blade Asuramaru!
Legend has it that these Deity weapons are inhabited by gods; no one knows where they came from or where they appeared. They are only legends!
Those who gain his approval will surely become the strongest in history!
You have been bound to a host, Yuuto Itadori! Bound status, Innate Technique!
The mission is to slay Sukuna! (The stronger you are at the time of the kill, the greater the reward!) After killing him, you can proceed to the next time travel!
The words had barely left his mouth.
Without giving Asuramaru time to think, the system continued.
[Ding! Draw the second template?]
After the notification sound, a large spinning wheel appeared on the system panel in front of Asuramaru, filled with various Demon Blade templates.
Can we finally change shape?
Overjoyed, Asuramaru wept and eagerly pressed the extraction button.
As the spinning wheel rapidly, it finally stopped on two katanas, one of which was jet black and stained with blood.
Several distinctive white runes adorned the blade, and a red mane ornament hung from its end, while the other sword appeared to be a chillingly sharp katana.
At first glance, Asuramaru didn't recognize the design until the system reminded him.
[Ding! Congratulations, host, you have obtained the Dual Blades Template (Azakana) (Wind)!]
At this point, Asuramaru finally remembered – weren't these Yone's twin swords?
However, these twin swords don't seem to be very strong, at least not as strong as Asuramaru, but at least I can finally change my appearance.
But when Asuramaru opened his personal panel, he was stunned.
Host: Lin Fan
Template: Asuramaru! (All unlocked)
Azakana!
In its swordless spirit form, it will inherit the Asuramaru!
Template Ability: The Hunter's Path (Unlocked at 5000 Emotion Points; after unlocking, Azakana can strike directly at the soul!)
Jade-Cutting Slash (Unlocked with 5000 Emotion Points; unlocks the power of Gale!)
Spirit Form: (Unlocked at 30,000 Emotion Points. After unlocking, a portion of the soul can leave the body, enabling Spirit Form combat!)