This Swordsman was frighteningly strong...
No wonder even Kokushibo and Lord Muzan paid him so much attention.
Doma watched the boy walking toward him with an overwhelmingly powerful presence.
He struggled to control his ravaged body, trying to grow his upper and lower halves back together.
But the formidable, virtually immortal regenerative ability he had always possessed as an Upper Rank...
Seemed to have stopped working now.
He could only hastily create ice with his Blood Demon Art, barely sticking his severed body together and holding it in place.
Then, unwilling to give up, he activated the remnants of the [Water Lily Bodhisattva] again.
He tried to stop Xia Xi from approaching.
And at that same moment...
His boss's icy voice suddenly rang out in his mind.
[Lord Muzan, I'm... a little busy right now...]
[Could you please wait a little while before contacting me again?]
Doma "hung up" in his mind.
He had not actually cut off communication; he simply had no energy to spare for Muzan's questions.
And while he made his last-ditch resistance...
The searing, dazzling slashes of the Bright Red Nichirin Blade had already torn the last remnants of Doma's ice Bodhisattva to shreds.
The Dawn Hashira and Kanae...
Came to stand before the utterly wretched-looking Upper Rank Two.
His upper and lower halves were somewhat misaligned from being pieced together.
That made Doma's movements quite clumsy.
His bodily functions had hit rock bottom, and the energy for his Blood Demon Art had nearly been squeezed dry.
The two facing him, however, were still talking quietly.
"Xia Xi, that move just now... was truly unforgettable."
Kanae spoke softly, shock still lingering in her eyes.
"Of course it was!"
With his blade resting on his shoulder, Xia Xi grew full of himself as usual.
"That was the