Although the four Hashira's Bright Red Nichirin Swords put enormous pressure on Muzan, the battle remained incredibly difficult.
Muzan Kibutsuji was, after all, a Demon King who had lived for a thousand years.
After discovering the threat posed by the Bright Red Nichirin Swords, he immediately changed tactics. He no longer tried to clash head-on with the Hashira, instead turning his massive body into a storm of pure, chaotic, utterly indiscriminate destruction.
Countless bone whips, sharp claws, and fleshy tentacles burst wildly from every corner of his body, unleashing wide-ranging, indiscriminate attacks without any pattern.
Meanwhile, the seven hearts and twelve brains inside him constantly shifted through his massive body at tremendous speed, like a school of startled fish, impossible to catch.
The Hashira scrambled desperately to dodge and block those devastating attacks, occasionally seizing an opportunity to leave a deep, bright red wound on Muzan's body.
Yet most of these attacks inflicted only flesh wounds.
They could feel that they were weakening Muzan, but they still lacked the most crucial element needed to kill him once and for all-precisely destroying all his vital organs!
"This isn't working!" Kyojuro shouted as he severed three incoming bone whips with Unknowing Fire. "We have to destroy all his weak points at the same time!"
Everyone understood that, but how could they accomplish it on such a chaotic battlefield?
Just as everyone's anxiety reached its peak, a weak yet utterly resolute voice rang out from the edge of the battlefield.
"Use these!"
Everyone looked toward the voice and saw Yushiro kneeling on one knee behind several collapsed walls, his face as pale as paper.
With the last of his strength, he tossed more than a dozen paper talismans covered in intricate runes into the air.
"Blood Demon Art..."
As though alive, the paper