"Using the Sun Halo Dance as the framework will indeed better bring out the inherent characteristics of Chakra, while absorbing as many of the characteristics of the Sun Halo Dragon as possible, with the body as the head..."
The more Meikyō pondered, the more she felt this move had great potential, so she simply stood up, left the hot spring, and went to practice in the nearby woods.
You can't develop exquisite swordsmanship by just standing Fudō and thinking.
Picking up a thick, long branch, Meikyō quickly began practicing.
"Uchiha Style: Sun Breathing: Sun Halo Dragon Dance!"
"No, this can be improved further..."
At the same time.
In the Infinite Castle.
"How's your investigation going regarding Tsugikuni Yoriichi and Akaza?"
Muzan Kibutsuji stood with his hands behind his back and asked the man in front of him who was wearing a purple-black haori and had red hair in a high ponytail.
Anyone who sees this man will feel a chill in their heart—at the very least, they'll wonder if it's too cramped to fit six lemon-like eyes into one face.
Upper Rank One, Kokushibo.
"I went to the place where Akaza fought before he died, and it is indeed the Sun Breathing."
"Kokushibo replied."
Muzan Kibutsuji couldn't help but feel a pang of panic.
"However, I am certain that it was not Tsugikuni Yoriichi. Putting aside the fact that he died right in front of me three hundred years ago, if it were Tsugikuni Yoriichi, killing Akaza would not have been so difficult, nor would it have left so many traces of battle at the scene."
Kokushibo recalled a scene from three hundred years ago, when Yoriichi Tsugikuni Yoriichi, who was already eighty years old at the time, was still able to defeat him, Upper Rank One, with a single strike.
He was certain that if Tsugikuni Yoriichi then, he wouldn't be where he is today, three hundred years later.
If it were his younger brother, who seemed like a god descended to earth, there was indeed a possibility that he had left some trump card.
Muzan felt a Muzan Kibutsuji.
"Are you sure? But I saw Tsugikuni Yoriichi then!"
Kokushibo fell silent.
If there's anyone he can't see through, it's only Tsugikuni Yoriichi.
Even Muzan Kibutsuji, who was in front of him, was very terrifying, but he didn't give him the same unfathomable feeling as Tsugikuni Yoriichi.
He believed that Tsugikuni Yoriichi still had some tricks up his sleeve in this world.
However, if we're talking about what traces Tsugikuni Yoriichi left in this world, he does recall that there was a swordsmith in the Demon Slayer Corps who was extremely skilled in mechanical arts, and the works he forged.
"I remember there was a swordsmith three hundred years ago who forged a puppet that looked exactly like Tsugikuni Yoriichi. It also had the strength of a Pillar and is currently in the Demon Slayer Corps. If I'm not mistaken, the one you encountered should be that one."
"But I did encounter someone who could use the Sun Breathing."
Speaking of the Sun Breathing, Muzan Kibutsuji could even feel the location of the wound that Tsugikuni Yoriichi left on him three hundred years ago, which was still throbbing slightly.
This was not an illusion; the wound that Tsugikuni Yoriichi on him was still there, but it was covered by the new flesh and blood that followed and could not be seen.
"That only means that we didn't clean it up properly back then, and there were still some who slipped through the net and were caught today."
Kokushibo answered in a low voice.
That's the Sun Breathing that even he couldn't learn. How come someone else can learn it now?
Why is it that someone else has learned it now?!
"The successor to the Sun Breathing..."
Muzan Kibutsuji murmured, his eyes cold.
For thousands of years, Tsugikuni Yoriichi the only thing that could threaten his life.
The swordsman who inherited Tsugikuni Yoriichi's Sun Breathing now possesses the strength to kill Upper Rank Three Akaza in cooperation with Yuan Yi's puppet. It's hard to guarantee that he won't become a threat to me in the future.
This guy must be eliminated!
"Nakime! Summon all Twelve Kizuki! Oh, and Kaigai, that good-for-nothing!"
Muzan Kibutsuji.
With Lower Rank Six killed, Muzan Kibutsuji lazy to find someone else to replace him in the short term, so he just used Kaigai, the former Upper Rank Six, to fill the gap.
Upon hearing this, Nakime silently began to pluck the strings of her lute.
"Clang~"
"Clang~"
"Clang~"
The five Lower Rank demons of the Twelve Kizuki, along with Kaigai, quickly arrived at the Infinite Castle, located below the platform where they were situated.
"Is this... another Lower Rank meeting? We didn't see Lower Rank Six, but Kaigai. Are they going to make him Lower Rank Six again?"
The Lower Rank Two, Rokuro, looked around at the others.
He's also a veteran among the Lower Rank demons.
He just felt that the pace of change in the Lower Rank few years seemed a bit too fast.
First, a few years ago, the Lower Rank One, Gyuokutori, died, so he, who was originally the Lower Rank Four, successfully rose to the Lower Rank Three. Then last year, the former Lower Rank Two, Rui, was killed in Kyoto, and he suddenly became the new Lower Rank Two.
As a result, the newly promoted Lower Rank Six has also disappeared this year.
Suddenly, a gurgling sound rang out, and a white, carved ceramic pot rolled over from not far away.
"This is..."
"Oh my goodness! This is truly rare. After more than a hundred years, Lord Muzan Kibutsuji has actually summoned us for a meeting again?"
A strange creature with a mouth where the eyes are located and several forearms extending from its head emerged from the pot.
"Upper Rank Five!"
The Rokuro was even more surprised.
Gyokko was equally surprised to see a group of Lower Rank demons in front of him.
It wasn't an Upper Rank meeting? They even summoned a bunch of Lower Rank demons.
"Ugh, how terrifying! Muzan Kibutsuji actually summoned all Twelve Kizuki at once! Something big must have happened, ugh..."
A trembling voice came from the Upper Rank Four, Hantengu, who was clutching his head and lying on the stairs with a look of fear on his face.
Looking down the stairs, Rokuro discovered another Upper Rank Demon dressed as a courtesan.
Upper Rank Six, Daki.
"Ah, Senior Gyokko, it's been a long time!"
Doma appeared by the railing at some point, waving his hand at the Gyokko below with a very happy expression.
He felt that this was the expression he should have when meeting colleagues he hadn't seen in a long time.
"Senior Gyokko! I really like the pot you gave me last time! I put a woman's head on it and placed it in my room! I admire it every night before I go to sleep!"
"Oh? That's a very artistic approach!"
Gyokko's face showed complete agreement.
"Speaking of which, why isn't Akaza here? He's always the first to arrive at meetings, and I'm always the last. Could it be that I was embarrassingly killed by a Pillar?"
Doma covered his face with a golden fan, his tone full of curiosity.
However, he did not believe that Akaza, the Upper Rank Three, would be killed by humans.