As a string of icy orders rang out, the demons occupying every corridor instantly stirred.
Countless ordinary demons roared and lunged, their vicious claws tearing through the air as foul-smelling gusts swept through the corridors.
At the very front, several figures whose oppressive presence far surpassed that of ordinary demons slowly stepped forward. They were the strongest fighters under Muzan's command.
The Upper Ranks and Lower Ranks were all present. Savage demons emerged in endless numbers, completely sealing off every route forward and back for the four Uchiha.
"It's the Twelve Kizuki! Muzan actually sent all of them here!"
Uchiha Ren's expression changed abruptly, his composure beginning to crack.
Zongyan's Three-Tomoe Sharingan spun rapidly, instantly sweeping over every enemy's position and presence.
"We're outnumbered. Whatever you do, don't split up!"
"The enemy doesn't know what we can do. Do everything you can to avoid being separated and surrounded."
"Understood!"
Uchiha Ren and the other clansman answered in unison, instantly taking defensive stances against the surging tide of demons.
The battle erupted at once.
Zongyan stared fixedly at the countless approaching demons, rapidly forming hand seals with one hand as heat surged through his chest.
Several scorching fireballs shot out in succession, precisely blanketing the demons surging toward them from the front.
Exploding flames instantly swallowed swathes of demons. Piercing screams rose one after another, and the smell of charred flesh immediately overwhelmed their foul demonic stench.
His other hand held Murasame, its blade sweeping out so quickly that he cut through one demon's body after another without even needing to aim precisely.
For weaker demons, all it took was a slight nick from the Murasame Sword's tip for its strange cursed poison to eat away at their demonic bodies and take their lives.
Even stronger demons wounded by Murasame could