"Hehehe..."
"They'll almost certainly go undetected!!"
The laughter of the Wakuraba echoed across the battlefield, a mixture of madness and cruelty, a mockery from hell. His laughter revealed contempt and indifference towards human life, as if in his eyes, humans were merely livestock waiting for his favor.
Teiichi hearing Wakuraba's frantic ramblings, Ding gripped his Nichirin Blade tightly, his deep voice echoing across the battlefield.
"So, what do you take humanity for?"
Upon hearing Teiichi's words, Wakuraba seemed even more excited:
"What's wrong? Are you angry?"
"Humans? Aren't humans just domesticated livestock, waiting for us to plunder them!"
The response to the Wakuraba was a figure rushing towards it and a blue slash.
The two sides darted and clashed rapidly across the battlefield.
The battlefield was filled with the clanging of metal against metal and the heavy panting of breathing.
After entangled for a while longer, the severe discomfort in his body made Teiichi realize that he could not delay any longer.
"Sigh~~"
" Wind Breathing "
" Eighth Form: Primary Gale Slash "
Teiichi deep breath, concentrating all his strength into his Nichirin Blade. Then, he charged forward, slashing at Wakuraba's chest with his blade. The strike was unstoppable, accompanied by a powerful whooshing sound, as if it would tear the entire battlefield apart.
Upon seeing Wakuraba, Bingye's expression changed drastically. He knew this strike was no ordinary attack, and if he took it head-on, he would likely be seriously injured. So, he quickly leaped backward, avoiding Teiichi's attack.
However, Teiichi did not give Wakuraba a chance to catch his breath. He immediately launched the first form of Wind Breathing, First Form: Dust Whirlwind Cutter.
His figure darted swiftly across the battlefield, each swing of his sword accompanied by a fierce gust of wind, forcing Wakuraba to retreat repeatedly.
Under the relentless onslaught, the Wakuraba gradually found itself on the defensive.
Wakuraba stared at the figure that kept launching attacks at her, her eyes filled with utter bewilderment.
Isn't this Demon Slayer sick?
Why is it still so strong?
Feeling the increasingly turbulent wind around him, Wakuraba realized that he could not continue the attack on the Demon Slayer in front of him.
Just as he was about to be attacked, Wakuraba made a bold decision. Instead of dodging as before, he met the attack head-on. The Nichirin Blade struck Wakuraba's body, producing a dull thud.
The Nichirin Blade struck the body of the Wakuraba.
"Uh..."
A suppressed cry of pain escaped from Wakuraba's mouth. Although his body had been struck by the Nichirin Blade, he did not appear to have suffered a fatal injury.
This unexpected strike caught Teiichi guard for a moment.
Taking advantage of the moment when Dingyi Teiichi, Wakuraba reached out a hand and grabbed the Nichirin Blade, holding it tightly and preventing Teiichi from smoothly retracting the blade.
With his other hand clenched into a fist, he slammed it down hard at Teiichi.
Faced with the sudden punch, Teiichi had no choice but to continue gripping the Nichirin Blade with his right hand, while releasing his left hand and quickly blocking in front of him.
"Bang"
Fist and arm collided, producing a dull thud.
"Uh-huh..."
With a suppressed cry of pain, Teiichi was sent flying and crashed to the ground several meters away.
Using his Nichirin Blade as a foothold, Teiichi quickly got up.
He first looked up at the Wakuraba not far away, and seeing that the Wakuraba did not immediately attack, he immediately looked down at the condition of his left hand.
The hand was twisted abnormally, as if torn apart by an invisible force. The excruciating pain surged like a tidal wave, almost overwhelming him.
Is it broken?
The condition of Teiichi's left hand made his heart sink.
Am I going to fail here today?
"Hehehe..."
Wakuraba's laughter pierced Teiichi's ears like a sharp knife, and he turned his gaze back to the evil spirit.
"Kid, do you see that? This is the difference between humans and ghosts!"
What good would it do to cut me once, twice, or even ten times?
As long as you didn't cut my neck, even the most severe wounds can heal.
Humans, on the other hand, are affected by even minor injuries, and serious injuries can completely render them incapable of fighting.
At this point, Wakuraba's gaze fell on Teiichi's left hand, and he continued:
"Now that your left hand is like this, how are you going to fight me?"
Come on, become a ghost!
As a Pillar, becoming a demon queen will surely make Lord Muzan happy!
Who knows, there might even be a chance to challenge the Upper Rank and take its place!
"Cough cough..."
Teiichi coughed twice, slightly relieving his discomfort, then looked up and stared at the Wakuraba.
"Hehe..."
"Become a ghost?"
As a ghost, what is the meaning of your life?
Is it all so that we can secretly hunt down the livestock you're talking about?
Or must we walk in darkness every day, unable to see the light?
Teiichi deep breath, and with slight effort, slowly pulled the Nichirin Blade stuck in the ground with his right hand. He stared intently at Wakuraba and growled.
I'm telling you!
The meaning of human life is to create infinite value within a finite amount of time!
And me!
My purpose in coming to this world is to expel you all, all of you!!
" Wind Breathing!"
" Fifth Form: Cold Mountain Wind "
Teiichi's figure rushed towards Wakuraba like a cheetah, his eyes flashing with a determined light, as if he wanted to crush all obstacles in his way.
Upon hearing Teiichi's resolute words, Wakuraba Ye felt a mixture of anger and contempt. Veins bulged on his forehead as he tried to Teiichi, but Teiichi had already rushed in front of him like lightning. He had no choice but to quickly adjust his mindset and focus on dealing with the situation.
The two figures clashed fiercely on the battlefield once again, each collision producing a piercing clang. The clash between the Nichirin Blade and the Demon Claw sparked bursts of sparks, as if even the surrounding air was ignited by the intense battle.
At a certain moment, Teiichi keenly seized an opportunity. He concentrated all his strength into his Nichirin Blade and swung it fiercely towards Wakuraba's neck. This strike was swift and sharp, seemingly intent on severing Wakuraba's head in one fell swoop.
However, at the critical moment, the Wakuraba's hand appeared as swiftly as a ghost, blocking the fatal attack. With a loud clang, the Nichirin Blade and the demon claw collided violently, producing a deafening sound.
Neither side let go, and they were locked in a fierce struggle.
Despite his serious illness, Teiichi found it hard to give up this opportunity that was within reach. He activated the Wind Breathing at full power, pouring all the remaining strength in his body into his right hand, his muscles bulging as he pressed down with all his might.
Wakuraba gripped the Nichirin Blade tightly with both hands, bending her legs slightly to gain more support and prevent the Nichirin Blade from falling further.
As the struggle continued, Ding Yi's ailing body eventually gave Teiichi, and his right arm began to tremble uncontrollably.
Noticing the change in the Demon Slayer in front of him, a sinister smile appeared on Wakuraba's face.
"Hehehe..."
"What? Are you running out of energy?"
What's the point of saying all that nice stuff?
And what do you mean by expelling us!
today!
You'll be the one who gets expelled!!
Fine, I won't be a ghost then! I haven't even tasted Pillar's flesh yet!
I imagine the pillar must taste infinitely more delicious than the average person's!
"Hehehe..."
Teiichi ignored Wakuraba's taunts and provocations, gritted his teeth, and continued to struggle with Wakuraba.
However, as time went on, his right hand trembled more and more violently, Teiichi had to give up this opportunity.
He gave up applying force to the Nichirin Blade and then quickly leaped back, using the force pushing up the Wakuraba.