The Supreme Territory Akaza had mentioned?
Something like that...
As [Supreme Territory: Grip of Ten Thousand Jun] unfolded before Akaza.
The expressions on both children's faces turned somewhat odd.
Kyojuro said, "Sorry, but we already know a Supreme Territory."
"So I'm afraid I'll have to refuse your offer to become demons."
Giyu said, "What nonsense..." (You don't even know a Supreme Territory, and you want to trick us into becoming demons?)
Akaza was somewhat stunned as well.
It was not that the Bright Red Nichirin Blades the two had revealed shocked him greatly.
Because the Supreme Territory as he understood it.
Was not something like this, achieved through brute force working miracles.
Rather, it was martial arts brought to ultimate perfection through painstaking training.
Like the ability Lord Kokushibo had inadvertently displayed during their past exchanges, seeing through every one of his moves.
And they claimed what they knew was a Supreme Territory.
Weapons that turned red like this...
"Weren't what I've been searching so desperately for..."
Naturally, Giyu and Kyojuro offered no further explanation, swinging their Nichirin Blades as they attacked again.
And with the enhancement of their War Marks.
Both their speed and strength had increased noticeably.
As a result, they had more time to react and more room for error in battle.
After only several exchanges.
Akaza nearly had an arm severed, having failed to adjust to the drastically intensified pace of combat.
The demon, who had begun enjoying the battle even more because of their sudden increase in strength.
Suddenly discovered.
His wounds could no longer heal as quickly as before.
Only then did he recall the red blades that Muzan had once mentioned in passing, which had appeared during Doma's battle.
Could they suppress our regeneration as demons?
"Excellent, Giyu! As long as we land