Akaza's lips twitched slightly, his gaze fixed intently on Doma, just as he was about to retort, when Kokushibo's voice came from the side.
"Compared to that, what I care about more is..."
You actually... lost to the other person?
You have broken through the limits of demons and gained mastery over the Transparent World.
Even... he couldn't beat that Demon Slayer?
Are those Demon Slayer really that strong?
Akaza nodded, then shook his head.
"His strength is indeed very strong, but not stronger than mine now."
I only truly understood the Transparent World not long after sunrise.
"They simply ran out of time to run!"
"I see!"
Kokushibo nodded slightly.
That way, you can understand it.
If it's just about stalling, then things will be much simpler.
If it were possible to defeat Akaza.
One's strength must at least reach my level.
He had lived for hundreds of years and had never seen anyone who could reach this level except for his own brother.
Speaking of his younger brother...
"What Breathing Style does he use?" Kokushibo asked.
" Wind Breathing!"
It's not Sun Breathing?
Kokushibo pondered to himself.
" Wind Breathing?" Doma exclaimed in surprise. "I also encountered a boy who used Wind Breathing a few years ago! Could it be that we met the same one?"
Upon hearing Doma's words, Akaza looked at Doma properly for the first time today.
"What's his name?"
"Did he tell me his name?"
Upon hearing this, Doma seemed taken aback for a moment, then raised a hand and gently scratched his head, a somewhat embarrassed smile appearing on his face.
"I can't quite remember..."
Akaza quickly shifted his gaze away from Doma.
"Hey! Wait! Wait!"
I don't remember his name, but I do remember what color his hair was! Was he a black-haired boy?
Akaza's gaze returned to Doma, and he nodded.
"It's black hair!"
"That's it!" Doma clapped his hands happily, as if he had solved a major problem.
" Akaza, what a coincidence! We actually met the same Demon Slayer!"
Akaza, however, was not moved by this "fate," and responded indifferently:
"It's just a hair, it doesn't prove anything!"
Kokushibo, "Hair color alone... doesn't prove anything, but... in this era, there probably won't be another person who can use the Wind Breathing to this level!"
"That's right! That's right!" Doma repeatedly, appearing extremely excited.
Kokushibo turned to Doma and asked, " Doma, when... did you encounter this Demon Slayer?"
"Let me count... 1, 2, 3... about 4 years ago!" Doma replied after thinking for a moment.
Akaza asked, "How strong was he four years ago?"
"Four years ago..." Doma recalled, "He was already quite strong back then, but well, he was still a little bit weaker than me. Hehehe..."
Just then, Muzan Kibutsuji's voice came from above, interrupting their conversation.
"Does that mean his skills have improved significantly since four years ago?"
"I'm afraid so!"
Kokushibo answered, while looking up in the direction where Muzan was.
Their eyes met in mid-air. Without a word, Kokushibo understood Muzan's thoughts.
Coincidentally, he was also somewhat interested in this Demon Slayer used the Wind Breathing.
" Lord Muzan, let me go and eliminate this Demon Slayer tomorrow!"
"Okay, I'll leave it to you tomorrow!"
"Understood!" Kokushibo replied.
Muzan nodded in satisfaction.
Compared to other Upper Rank.
He definitely felt more comfortable with a partner like Kokushibo.
On the other side, Akaza heard the conversation between the two and immediately became anxious.
He already Teiichi his lifelong rival!
How can we let the other Upper Rank handle his affairs?
"Wait, Lord Muzan! Let me handle this!"
Muzan hearing Akaza's words, Muzan immediately turned his gaze over.
"You?"
"Yes!" Akaza nodded in response.
Muzan stared coldly at Akaza.
"Didn't I already give you a chance today? I didn't let Nakime rescue you until the sun was directly on you!"
Akaza explained anxiously, "Today is because we're really pressed for time, and that Demon Slayer is quite strong; there's simply no way to defeat him in such a short time!"
"So what? Are you making excuses for your failure?"
"No! I just..."
"Enough!"
Muzan growled, his chilling words echoing throughout the Infinity Castle.
"It seems I've been too lenient with you guys because you're Upper Rank! Now you even dare to contradict my decisions!"
Muzan's gaze was as icy as ice, fixed intently on Akaza.
An invisible pressure, like a mountain, pressed down, causing the surrounding air to freeze.
Although not the primary objective.
Under this pressure, Hantengu, Gyokko, Daki, and the others all knelt on the ground, their bodies trembling uncontrollably, unable to utter a sound.
Even Doma, due to his lack of emotional connection, cannot feel fear.
But at this moment, his body was also trembling slightly, almost instinctively.
Looking down at his trembling body, Doma couldn't help but smile.
Interesting... Is this how fear manifests?
The smile vanished abruptly.
No, no! You shouldn't laugh when you're scared!
You should put on a long face and pretend to be very scared!
Compared to the others, Kokushibo was the most relaxed on the field at this moment.
Even when faced with the Muzan, he remained calm and sat quietly in place.
Akaza, who was the center of Muzan's gaze, was clenching his teeth.
Normally, in this situation, his body would probably have started bleeding uncontrollably from the wound.
However, this was due to breaking through the limits of demons and stepping into the Supreme Territory.
At that moment, he felt only a heavy pressure.
Although not as relaxed as Kokushibo, his performance was much better than Doma's.
"No! I'm so... sorry! That's not what I meant!" Akaza replied.
Muzan stared silently at Akaza, as if trying to see through his very soul. After a moment, he slowly spoke:
To me, you are nothing but tools!
I have no expectations of you!
Similarly, as tools, you only need to fulfill your responsibilities as tools.
Other matters are none of your business!
Muzan's gaze was fixed intently on Akaza.
"Did you remember?"
"I... I've got it!"
Akaza responded with difficulty.
Muzan gave Akaza a deep look before withdrawing his imposing aura.
The entire Infinity Castle returned to calm, but an indescribable sense of oppression still lingered in the air.
"Alright, that's the decision!"
"Let Kokushibo deal with that Demon Slayer tonight!"