The center of the battlefield had become an arena for a god and a demon.
The purple Susanoo stood like a wisdom king subduing hell. Every swing of its massive chakra sword carried the terrifying power to cleave mountains.
Zohakuten's furious roars rang through the sky. He frantically beat the Thunder God drums on his back, and one savage Wood Dragon after another burst from the earth, forming a vast Wooden Dragon Tree formation that charged madly at the purple demon god.
Yet it was all in vain.
A massive arc of purple sword light swept across the battlefield, easily severing hundreds of Wood Dragons like rotten timber and shearing away a great chunk of the distant mountainside along with them. The trailing blast of the sword's wind alone sent Zohakuten flying helplessly backward, his body shattering in several places.
The gap in their strength was already as vast as the gulf between heaven and earth.
Everyone was stunned speechless by this clash of divine beings. Whether the Love Hashira or the Mist Hashira, they could only gaze up at that immense demon god and feel their own insignificance.
Just then, a calm voice abruptly sounded in Tanjiro's mind.
"Find the main body."
Tanjiro shuddered.
It was Mr. Uesugi's voice.
He instantly snapped out of his trance at the miraculous battle, his heart pounding.
That's right!
Mr. Uesugi was suppressing the strongest clone head-on, but that couldn't kill Upper Rank Four! He had to find the weak main body hiding somewhere and cut off his head!
This was the only opportunity Mr. Uesugi had created for him!
"I can do it! My nose can pick up his scent!"
Fighting spirit rekindled in Tanjiro's eyes. He stopped watching the earth-shattering battle and focused all his attention on his sense of smell.