"But the Master already said it himself—we should kill him!" Obanai Iguro shouted angrily. "He's become a Demon. He would never want to live like this!"
His eyes were sharp, resolute.
"If you can't do it—then I will. I'll bear everything!"
The atmosphere froze.
No one moved.
No one could decide.
At that moment—
Amane stepped forward.
She picked up Kagaya's Nichirin Blade—
And stood before her husband.
Muzan Kibutsuji watched everything unfold, amusement flickering in his eyes.
"How ridiculous… how tragic."
He was enjoying this.
Watching Demon Slayers hesitate—
Unable to kill their own leader—
It was almost laughable to him.
"So? You won't kill him?" Muzan sneered. "Then what about your duty? Aren't you supposed to kill Demons?"
Tengen Uzui moved first.
He charged straight at Muzan.
But—
A crescent slash cut across his path.
His arm—
Severed.
Blood sprayed.
Yet he didn't stop.
Even wounded—
He pushed forward.
He had only one thought left—
Kill Muzan.
Kokushibo shook his head slightly.
"Recklessness will only cost you your life."
His blade fell.
A massive crescent slash tore through the air—
Aiming to split Uzui in half.
"Water Breathing—Whirlpool!"
The attack was intercepted.
A figure appeared—
Standing before Kokushibo.
Xia Feng.
He grinned, then shifted his gaze toward Muzan.
"Finally found you. I was wondering where you ran off to."
His tone was light—
But his eyes were sharp.
"This time, without Nakime… let's see how you escape."
Muzan's expression darkened—
Then he sneered.
"Your Master is now a Demon. If you kill me… he dies too."
Amane turned toward Xia Feng, startled—
About to speak—
But Xia Feng laughed.
"Isn't that perfect?"
"If he dies with you as company… that's a pretty satisfying ending."
Amane froze.
She had wanted Xia Feng to act—
But hearing it said so casually—
Still shocked her.
Muzan's face turned grim.
He knew—
This battle was inevitable.
But he had no confidence.
Xia Feng's strength—
Was unnatural.
His abilities rivaled, even surpassed Blood Demon Arts.
And worse—
Demons couldn't regenerate from wounds inflicted by him.
It was as Kokushibo once said—
Xia Feng was their natural enemy.
"Kokushibo!" Muzan shouted. "Even if you die—hold him off! I will destroy the Demon Slayer Corps today!"
But instead of attacking—
Xia Feng turned.
He walked to Kagaya's side.
And raised his blade.
Amane gasped and rushed forward. "Leave this to me! I'll end my husband's life myself!"
Xia Feng blinked, confused.
"…What are you talking about?"
"I'm freezing him."
"We'll wait until Tamayo finishes the medicine—then turn him back."
Amane froze.
She hadn't expected that.
She thought—
He was going to kill Kagaya.
Xia Feng planted his blade into the ground.
A wave of cold spread outward.
"Absolute Zero."
Kagaya's body froze instantly—
Encased in ice.
Preserved.
This time—
Xia Feng did not use his Mystic Eyes.
Because if he had—
Kagaya would already be dead.
Only after securing him—
Did Xia Feng turn back.
His blade pointed forward.
At Kokushibo.
"Alright. I'm done here."
"Now it's your turn."
Kokushibo stared at him calmly.
"You are the second person I truly wish to defeat."
"Today… I will kill you."
Xia Feng shrugged lightly.
"Anyone can say that."
"Let's see if you can actually do it."
Meanwhile—
Uzui sat to the side, severely wounded.
The other Hashira seized the moment—
And charged at Muzan.
With Kokushibo occupied—
This was their chance.
Muzan's expression twisted with rage.
"You think you can kill me?! How arrogant!!"
But the three Hashira didn't hesitate.
They attacked together.
Kokushibo, however—
Didn't even glance at them.
His full focus remained on Xia Feng.
His blade rose.
Moonlight surged.
"Moon Breathing—Fourteenth Form: Moonlit Night, Endless Crescent!"
The entire space—
Was filled with slashes.
But—
Xia Feng had already anticipated it.
Kokushibo was going all out from the start.
Because he knew—
Only a killing blow had any chance.
And today—
There was no moon.
Meaning—
Xia Feng couldn't use Shadow Stealth.
One less advantage.
But—
Xia Feng had already activated Intangibility.
The countless slashes passed through him—
Harmless.
When the attack ended—
He moved.
Fast.
His blade drew in a single motion—
Yet in that instant—
The entire space around Kokushibo was filled with cutting force.
"Wind Scar!"
A massive wave of energy surged outward.
Kokushibo's eyes sharpened.
"Moon Breathing—Sixteenth Form: Moonbow—Half Moon!"
Two devastating attacks collided.
BOOM!!
The ground shattered.
Stone split apart.
Structures crumbled.
Dust filled the air—
As the battlefield descended into chaos.
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