Whoosh--!
A sudden, violent whooshing sound exploded in the air.
The meteor hammer drew a graceful arc in the air, like an enraged serpent, as it smashed towards Zohakuten not far away.
At the same time, Gyomei wielded his broad axe rapidly around him, accurately and powerfully deflecting the successive attacks from Gyokko and Daki.
Bang!
The meteor hammer struck Zohakuten, Zohakuten flying backward.
Gyomei was slightly taken aback upon seeing this.
In his estimation, the attack shouldn't have reached Zohakuten.
However, Gyomei didn't have time to think about why.
The battlefield is ever-changing, allowing no room for hesitation. Once a victory is achieved, it's time to press on.
Gyomei stomped his foot on the ground, nimbly dodging the oncoming fish and ribbons, and quickly followed.
" Stone Breathing, First Form: Serpentinite Bipolar!"
Passing through the ribbons and the attack of the fish, Gyomei swiftly leaped into the air.
The meteor hammer and broad axe were aimed directly at Zohakuten.
This time, Zohakuten finally snapped out of his daze, looking at the image of the Demon Slayer being transported into the Infinity Castle from afar.
A thought arose.
Countless pieces of wood rapidly spread out from behind him, twisting and intertwining in front of him as if they were alive.
This eventually formed a vortex-shaped shield.
Bang!
The flail and broadsword slammed into the shield with a deafening roar.
The shield was slightly dented from the impact, but ultimately the attack failed to breach its defenses.
The wood surged rapidly in front of Zohakuten.
Just as Zohakuten was about to continue his attack, the voice of Lord Muzan rang in his mind.
"Come back, everyone! Take care of this Demon Slayer! The Demon Slayer outside aren't a threat, ignore them!"
After listening attentively to what Lord Muzan say, Zohakuten looked up and glanced at the Demon Slayer not far away.
The wood was gradually gathered together.
Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang!
Four clear and melodious pipa notes suddenly rang out, echoing across the empty battlefield like heavenly music.
Immediately afterwards, four doors emitting a dark yellow light appeared out of thin air beneath the three of them, while another door was far away beneath the feet of the Demon of Fear.
Is this the Blood Demon Art that Kato mentioned that allows teleportation?
And they are...
It's almost dawn, are we leaving?
Gyomei stood still, holding his meteor hammer and broad axe. He chose not to step forward to stop them, but instead quietly watched everything unfold.
Under Gyomei's perception, the three of them gradually descended into that mysterious door.
Then, the door slowly closed, and everything returned to calm.
After confirming that they had completely left, Gyomei slowly turned around to face the battlefield behind him.
As soon as he turned around, a strange feeling filled Gyomei's heart.
He hadn't paid much attention during the intense battle, but at this moment, he couldn't help but notice it.
quiet!
It's so quiet!
The howling winds that once filled the entire battlefield were gone!
There were no sounds of intense fighting!
There was also no breathing sound that should belong to a human or a ghost!
Gyomei seemed to realize something; he tightened his grip on his weapon and strode forward.
We passed by a battlefield riddled with ravines!
I passed by a fallen tree!
We also passed by the giant ice sculpture that was rapidly merging!
Gyomei's steps only slowed to a halt after he had traversed every corner of the battlefield.
He lowered his head, the metal chains rattling in his hands.
Only then did he finally confirm the fact that he could not accept.
Kato... was also taken in!!!
Whoosh--!
The wind howled past Teiichi's ears, and buildings flashed by in his vision like a revolving lantern.
Teiichi his body fall freely in the air, his eyes fixed on the door above him.
The door slowly closed until it finally disappeared into the darkness.
However, the buildings beside them continued to rise rapidly into the distance.
After a long while, as if sensing something, the body instinctively rolled over.
Bang!
Teiichi landed on a platform.
He stood up from the platform, his body slightly stiff, panting softly with each breath.
Teiichi slowly raised his head and surveyed his surroundings.
What unfolds before us is a strange, bizarre, and illogical world.
Indistinguishable in top or bottom, left or right. The ancient houses seem to be imbued with magic, suspended in the air in a staggered and orderly fashion.
Some of these houses drift alone, seemingly detached from the world;
Some are connected by long corridors, forming unique architectural complexes.
The whole world, illuminated by the dim lights from the houses, exuded a mysterious and alluring atmosphere.
If this were a tourist attraction, it would definitely be one of the top in the world.
But right now Teiichi has absolutely no interest in looking at these things.
Being transported to the Infinity Castle was the worst outcome Teiichi had anticipated.
Although Teiichi had been consciously on guard against this matter ever since he encountered the Six Strings.
But if they find the person, Muzan can think of using the Infinity Castle in this way, then this kind of thing will be hard to avoid.
Just like before, even though I had the ability to escape.
But others will also try their best to stop them.
However, it wasn't entirely without good news.
Teiichi slowly turned his head.
Looking at the six figures that appeared above.
At least it seems Muzan has no intention of getting involved.
but..
Even Muzan doesn't get involved.
If Nakime won't open the door for me, how can I get out?
In other words...
Will I... die here?
A sense of deathly stillness filled Teiichi's heart.
The already exhausted body became even more weary at this moment.
If there is still hope, or if there are only one or two opponents.
Teiichi think we can still put up a fight.
At least exchanging one won't be a loss, exchanging two will be a huge profit.
but...
There were six opponents, and the weakest of them didn't even engage in close combat.
In other words... will I die here today in a meaningless way?
exhausted--!
The sound of swords echoed long and deep.
Teiichi the sound and looked in that direction.
Kokushibo slowly pulled the Kyokokukamusari of his waist.
"You... are... a smart person! I'll ask you one last time! Are you... willing to become a ghost?"
Upon Teiichi, Dingyi silently lowered his head.
Raise your hand.
The still-sheathed Nichirin Blade lightly slid across the palm of his left hand.
He then slowly put it down and looked up at everyone.
His eyes were calm and expressionless, without a trace of emotion.
"Is... this how it is..."
Kokushibo murmured to himself; the other party didn't reply, but it was as if they had already responded.
Kokushibo crouched slightly, and with a 'bang', his figure vanished from the spot.
A sound followed immediately.
Clang!
Sharp blades clashed.
Eight eyes stared at each other in mid-air.
Six of them had a determined look in their eyes, while the other two had a somewhat lifeless look.
The clanging sound, like a signal flare, announced the true start of the battle.
A variety of attacks came crashing down on Teiichi again, instantly engulfing him in a sea of attacks.
Teiichi gripped the Nichirin Blade tightly with both hands, constantly wielding it, his body seemingly forming an impenetrable net of blades.
The attacks that struck his blade net were all shattered by him.
Realizing that his attacks were ineffective against his opponent, Zohakuten split into several clones.
Then lightning struck again.
He can block any physical attack with his Nichirin Blade.
But there's really nothing we can do about this lightning.
Even if the Nichirin Blade disperses the lightning, the residual electrical energy will still be transmitted to the body through the Nichirin Blade.
His foot stomped heavily on the ground.
In Teiichi, he leaped away from his original spot.
Several figures quickly followed.
Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang!...
The clanging sounds echoed continuously within the Infinity Castle.
As time went on, Teiichi's breathing became increasingly heavy.
The movements of his hands also slowed down more and more.
finally.
laugh--!
The dark red blade sliced across the skin, drawing out a long trail of bright red blood.
The first wound appeared on Teiichi's body.
Then came the second, the third...