boom!

Seeing that Zenitsu was ignoring her, Daki didn't say anything more either, and the two continued running forward.

Before long, Zenitsu encountered Hinatsuru and Makio running up from the front.

Their gazes were involuntarily drawn to the head that Zenitsu was holding.

"This is...?" Makio seemed somewhat incredulous.

"Yes!" Zenitsu nodded, confirming their thoughts, and then asked:

"How did you get here? How is Mr. Uzui?"

"Lord Tengen originally sent us here so you could lure the other Upper Rank over, but it's really great that you've just cut off her head!" Hinatsuru said happily.

"Let's hurry over there!" Makio said.

Zenitsu nodded, but still said, "Inosuke was just injured, and I'm not sure how badly he's hurt. Why don't you go check on him? I'll go myself. Mr. Uzui is fine!"

Is the Inoko injured?

Upon hearing this, the two became somewhat anxious. After hesitating for a moment, they nodded to Zenitsu.

"Then I'll have to trouble you!"

After parting ways with the two, Zenitsu, carrying Daki's head, followed the sound all the way to Tengen Uzui's battlefield.

"Mr. Uzui, I've brought the head of the other Upper Rank!" Zenitsu shouted.

Laugh!

After casually slicing away a flying blood blade, Tengen Uzui turned around to look.

Zenitsu was standing on a rooftop not far away, holding a severed head aloft.

Although Zenitsu was too far away to see what the head looked like, Zenitsu words were enough for Tengen Uzui to confirm the information.

Although Zenitsu did not do what he had just told Hinatsuru and the others.

But this is actually better!

Tengen Uzui laughed loudly, "Hahahaha... How magnificent!! You blond kid! Leave the rest to me!"

"Do you need me to come over and help you?" Zenitsu asked.

"What a joke! You guys have already cut off the head of an Upper Rank! If I, as a Pillar, can't even cut off the head of an Upper Rank, wouldn't I become a laughing stock?"

Tengen Uzui tightened his grip on the Nichirin Blade, his eyes gazing excitedly at Gyutaro in the distance.

"Just stand there and watch! See how I chop his head off! See what a real pillar looks like!"

Whoosh whoosh whoosh--!

Thin, blood-red blades flew continuously toward Tengen Uzui.

Seemingly aware of the danger he was in, Gyutaro swung his Blood Scythe more frantically, like a leaf falling in a storm.

One after another, blood-red blades flew towards Tengen Uzui.

The sheer number of them and the density of their attacks nearly covered the entire street in front of us.

However, Tengen Uzui paid no attention to this.

The reason I hadn't rushed in before was simply because I hadn't figured out how to take down two people at the same time.

But now that Zenitsu and the others have brought Daki's head over...

I must win this battle in style!

He loosened his grip on the Nichirin Blade, and then, with lightning speed, pulled out small, round black balls from his robes.

"Sound Breathing!"

Tengen Uzui uttered a low shout.

He tossed the gunpowder between his fingers forward, and the gunpowder flew rapidly through his fingers.

Before the gunpowder flew far away, Tengen Uzui's hands, now free, quickly gripped the chains connecting his Nichirin Blade.

"Fifth Form!"

As Tengen Uzui's hands moved, the Nichirin Blade spun around him at an astonishing speed, creating dazzling streaks of light and shadow.

With a powerful push of his feet, he shot off like an arrow towards Gyutaro's location.

"String Performance!"

The high-pitched and long sound echoed through the streets, followed by a series of booming sounds.

The gunpowder flying forward struck the constantly spinning Nichirin Blade precisely, instantly erupting in bursts of dazzling flames.

The powerful shockwave scattered the incoming blood blades in all directions.

Using this power, Tengen Uzui approached Gyutaro at an extraordinary speed.

His figure appeared and disappeared amidst the flames and smoke, like a shooting star streaking across the night sky.

Not far away.

Daki Zenitsu stood quietly on the rooftop, watching the two below.

Seeing the Demon Slayer Corps's Central Pillar slowly advancing towards her brother, Daki suddenly spoke:

Do you know what the advantages are of being a ghost?

Upon hearing this, Zenitsu involuntarily glanced down at Daki, a hint of hesitation showing in his clear eyes.

Considering that the other person was about to die, Zenitsu felt a pang of pity and decided to give them some kind of response.

Even though the other person is a ghost, they are still a beauty!

"Are you trying to persuade me to become a ghost so you can let me go?" Zenitsu replied calmly.

A smile tugged at the corner of Daki's lips. "No! I don't need you to release me. I'm just asking you, what are the advantages of being a demon?"

Zenitsu thought for a moment and replied seriously, "Aside from the ability to regenerate limbs, it seems there are no other benefits!"

Daki shook her head and retorted, "No, there's also immortality!"

"Undying? But you're about to die!" Zenitsu blinked.

A mocking smile played on Daki's lips. She glanced down at the pillar that was now close to her brother, parted her lips slightly, and spoke:

"Ha, what makes you think it's okay to cut off my head and carry it away from my body?"

The slightly sarcastic words made Zenitsu feel as if he had fallen into an ice cellar, and a chill rose uncontrollably from the bottom of his heart.

He finally realized something was wrong!

From the moment she severed her head until now, Daki has not shown a trace of fear or anger.

some...

Just calm!

An unparalleled peace!

Those who become Upper Rank are undoubtedly not fools; they clearly understand what they are facing.

But why was she so calm in this situation?

Is it because she's not afraid of death?

Even Zenitsu himself didn't believe such a statement.

Zenitsu stiffly lowered his head, trying to see Daki's expression and figure out what she was relying on.

However, before he could lower his head completely, he felt the hand holding Daki's head move slightly outward.

This movement wasn't something he wanted to do; rather...

Zenitsu finally lowered his head, and at that moment, he realized why his hand had moved outward.

because...

His brownish pupils trembled violently.

Those eyes reflected a head that was gradually swelling up.

The next moment, a gust of wind quickly enveloped his body, followed by...

Boom--!

A deafening explosion rang out in the night sky, accompanied by a powerful shockwave and the pungent smell of blood.

Zenitsu felt a sudden darkness before his eyes, as he was thrown away by a tremendous force, the sound of his own heartbeat and the distant clamor echoing in his ears.