"Damn it!" Kokushibou struggled to shake Genya off his back, but the latter, relying on regeneration comparable to an Upper Rank Demon, stubbornly refused to let go.
And now, the Hashira were closing in.
Only then did Kokushibou truly feel a sense of crisis.
Uzui Tengen arrived last but struck first, leaping high from behind the others, raising his Nichirin Blade above his head with both hands, and smashing it down fiercely.
"Sound Breathing, First Form: Roar!" Uzui Tengen's expression turned stern, biting down hard as he slashed towards Kokushibou's head.
"Just die obediently!"
A strong sense of crisis surged through his entire body.
If this continued, even he would have his head cut off.
"Hah!!!" Kokushibou struggled desperately, actually managing to tear apart Genya's arms that were binding him.
Blood splattered as Genya's arms were ripped off.
"Ah~" Genya let out a cry of agony, and Kokushibou threw him over his shoulder towards the crowd.
"Genya!" Sanemi Shinazugawa shouted.
Himejima Gyomei, who was at the front, had to stop his attack and steadily catch Genya.
At this moment, Uzui Tengen's attack landed.
Kokushibou suddenly raised his head; it was too late to parry with his sword, so he simply extended his broad palm to meet Uzui Tengen's Nichirin Blade.
Boom!!!
The specially made blade let out a roaring explosion, and smoke instantly engulfed their figures.
Under the immense gravitational force, the floor beneath Kokushibou's feet cracked.
The web between Kokushibou's thumb and forefinger split open, and a significant amount of flesh was shaved off by the Nichirin Blade.
But he had, after all, blocked it.
Uzui Tengen gritted his teeth, his hands pressing down on the Nichirin Blade, trembling constantly.
What a joke!
He managed to block it even with such haste.
And he didn't even use a weapon, just his bare hands to intercept his full-power attack.
"What did that idiot do?!"
Sanemi Shinazugawa, losing sight due to the rising dust, couldn't help but complain.
Couldn't see clearly.
But... Kanae stepped forward half a pace, moving her body to the side and drawing her sword: "Snow Breathing, First Form: Tornado!"
A snow-colored tornado swept away all the dust and smoke in the area, revealing the figures of Uzui Tengen and Kokushibou.
Kokushibou exerted great force, and Uzui Tengen felt as if the hilt of his sword was about to slip from his grasp, and his nearly two-meter tall body was thrown entirely.
Seeing this, everyone quickly dodged.
Uzui Tengen tumbled twice on the ground, regaining his balance.
He looked up and complained to the others, "Why didn't anyone catch me?"
Mizuki glanced at him and said calmly, "Do you have no idea about your own physique?"
Upon hearing this, Uzui Tengen smugly tossed his hair, "I hear you, you're just jealous of how handsome I am, aren't you?"
Mizuki: "..."
This guy is beyond saving.
Meanwhile, Genya, who had been caught by Himejima Gyomei, didn't even need Mizuki's healing; his torn arms had already recovered as good as new under his super-high-speed regeneration ability.
On the other side, Kokushibou's muscular chest rose and fell slightly, his breathing appearing somewhat hurried.
Clearly, the previous attack had disrupted his rhythm.
The blades emerging from his body made him look even more like a monster now.
He held the cry of emptiness, his body enveloped in a demon blade, striding forward and standing before everyone.
A powerful Aura surged forth, striking fear into people's hearts.
Just standing in front of him, one could feel the overwhelming pressure.
"What an... oppressive feeling..."
Sweat beads unnaturally formed on everyone's foreheads.
Genya gritted his teeth: "Again! We almost succeeded just now!"
Sanemi, who had witnessed his head regenerate, nodded without hesitation.
He knew Genya was in good condition, but he couldn't help but worry.
Damn it, this made it seem like he cared a lot about Genya, didn't it?
Sanemi Shinazugawa was in a somewhat bad mood.
"Moon Breathing, Tenth Form: Piercing Slash - Crescent Moon!"
However, Kokushibou was no longer willing to give them time to reorganize.
He had to finish this quickly.
As he swung his sword down, two huge oval, serrated blades cut the ground into pieces while closing in on everyone.
Damn it! The failed attack just now made him react!
"Disperse!"
At his command, everyone scattered.
Genya shouted and charged forward, bracing himself.
Seeing this, everyone quickly followed, fearing they would miss the opportune moment again if they were too late.
Tanjirou was also about to follow, but Mizuki grabbed him.
"Young Miss Mizuki?"
Mizuki looked at the scene and said calmly, "Calm down, don't rush."
"Use these eyes to clearly see his weak points before acting."
Tanjirou was slightly stunned.
"But..." He, of course, understood what Young Miss Mizuki meant, but he was too clumsy; even if he could see Kokushibou's movements clearly, his body couldn't keep up.
"Others will create opportunities for you. Slow your pace; you only need to succeed once."
"Relax, we have enough chances to make mistakes."
Mizuki saw Tanjirou's hesitation.
She didn't want to put all the pressure on Tanjirou, but he was the only one on the scene who had mastered the Transparent World.
Tanjirou took a deep breath: "I understand."
"Good, I'll support you all." Mizuki nodded slightly.
Tanjirou turned and rushed to the battlefield, where everyone was struggling to advance amidst Kokushibou's exaggerated Sword Form.
Genya, disregarding his own injuries, desperately pushed forward, attempting to block the opponent.
But Kokushibou's power at this moment was too overbearing; Genya alone closing in was completely ineffective, and he was easily cut down by Kokushibou.
However, Genya was not entirely useless; his momentary pause of Kokushibou allowed the group to seize the opportunity and squeeze forward.
Zenitsu broke out in a cold sweat.
There was no more time to hesitate; he had to use Thunder God again.
This technique caused significant damage to his legs, but in his Demon Slayer Mark state, he could still endure.
No longer hesitating, Zenitsu stopped, crouched slightly, his gaze locking onto each of their backs, one by one.
At this moment, everyone's movements seemed to be in slow motion in Zenitsu's eyes, and his vision extended continuously until it reached Kokushibou at the very end.
"Moon Breathing, Fourteenth Form: Catastrophe - Heavenly Full Crescent Moon!"
Rings of dense Sword Qi, mixed with countless tiny crescent moons, burst forth towards everyone.
Just as everyone was about to dodge, a sudden thunderclap sounded from behind them.
Zzzzt... "I see it! The opening!"
Zenitsu's eyes gleamed with astonishing brilliance, and as his figure flickered, he actually passed through the narrow gaps between Kokushibou's rings of Sword Qi.
"That is..." Mizuki's eyes widened slightly.
Mizuki, standing outside the field, observed the whole situation and immediately noticed Zenitsu's abnormality.
"Thunder Breathing, Seventh Form: Thunder God!"
Everyone just felt a flash of golden light, and in the blink of an eye, that figure had already bypassed them and reached Kokushibou's front.
Everyone was shocked.
Especially those known for their speed.
Sanemi Shinazugawa, Uzui Tengen, Kochou Shinobu: "So fast!"
Kokushibou's pupils also contracted: "So fast!"
Although being overwhelmed by the numbers had made him overlook this brat, this speed!
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