Another Encounter with Demon Slayer

In the Northern Darkness Land, inside a cold, gloomy cave, a miserable-looking middle-aged man was tightly bound to a stone pillar by countless vines. His body was covered in wounds, clearly pierced by the thorns on those vines.

"Strange. Why is there a familiar aura coming in?" The man raised his head and abruptly looked in the direction Ye Liang was approaching from.

"How is that possible? Ever since the dragon aura suppressed this place, space has been completely sealed off. Even the Seven-Colored Demon Lord could not escape, so how could a living person enter?"

His face was withered as he shook his head from afar, making no attempt to resist.

A monster stood beside him. It was enormous, at least three meters tall, with arms shaped like curved scythes and two horns growing from its head. It stared sinisterly at the middle-aged man before it.

"What, awake? Your Undying Evil Art really is impressive. Even after being tortured into this state, you are still perfectly fine. I am almost jealous." The scythe monster lightly sliced across the man's wrist.

Blood spurted out, only for the wound to heal instantly.

"Demon Slayer, is this kind of torture game really interesting? This old man is tired. If you have nothing better to do, get out. I do not want someone beside me while I sleep."

"Haha, Xintian-jun, you are joking. Back then, you caused me to lose my chance to leave. Did you think I would let you go? Let me tell you! From this day onward, for all eternity! As long as I, Demon Slayer, remain alive, I will never let you have peace!" The scythe monster vented his fury on the man.

The wounds on the latter's body had not been caused by the vines at all. They