Great Demon Spear
The intensity of the violent explosion was even more terrifying due to the narrow space of the basement.
Flames shot up into the sky.
Nakime, who bore the brunt of the blast, had her body completely shattered in an instant.
Even Kibutsuji Muzan, who was furthest away, only had time to create countless tumor-like tissues to block in front of himself before being engulfed by the high-temperature flame current.
Because the space was truly too confined, it was the optimal killing range for a high-explosive grenade.
"Ah!"
In the raging flames, Kibutsuji Muzan wailed in agony.
Kokushibo and Douma, however, allowed their bodies to shatter and then reform; one had unwavering fighting will, while the other felt no pain at all.
Suddenly, both of them looked up simultaneously. Within the grayish-white smoke where the high temperature still lingered, a tall figure descended violently.
At this moment, Douma also widened his eyes, imitating the emotion called 'astonishment' that he could not feel.
"This human, he must be crazy."
Kokushibo's expression was calm. From the battle moments ago, he could already sense that this human possessed extraordinary talent.
Boom!
Bai Cangshu landed. On his hands, golden ripples continuously spread outwards like water currents.
That kind of power, just by seeing it, made Kokushibo and Douma feel wary.
In the clear perception of the two Ogres, Bai Cangshu raised his left foot high, then stomped down violently.
Bang!
Kibutsuji Muzan was startled, thinking a second explosion had occurred, and the tumors wrapped around him again. But Bai Cangshu had instantly vanished, carrying the high-temperature smoke, and charged madly towards Douma.
Douma narrowed his eyes slightly. Although he had no human emotions, feeling neither fear, pain, nor joy.
But he understood that this human's action had only one reason.
The opponent believed he was the easiest Ogre to kill.
Hah~
Douma almost laughed with pleasure. He didn't know how many humans he had eaten or how many demon-slaying swordsmen called [Pillars] he had killed.
But he never expected that one day, he would also be considered a weak existence by a human and chosen as the priority hunting target.
Boom!
Within the narrow space, due to the excessively rapid movement, the airflow roared like a hurricane.
Douma waved a single hand, scattering a large amount of fine ice flowers like rain mist. In an instant, it was as if a blue freezing rain instantly cleared the high-temperature smoke.
Blood Demon Art: Scattering Lotuses!
Buzz!
Douma suddenly felt a roaring in his eardrums, and immense force struck from beside his ear. The next moment, his body uncontrollably lifted off the ground. Amidst the trembling of his rainbow-colored pupils, Douma finally focused.
A human whose face and arms were completely covered in large blisters from the high-temperature burns pressed one hand on his head, grabbed him violently, and swung around fiercely to smash him onto the ground.
Bang!
The ground shook again.
Douma didn't have the ability to feel pain, but at this moment, his face seemed as if it were melting, giving him the illusion that he was about to float away.
Douma raised the iron fan in his hand, but the next moment, Bai Cangshu exhaled a scorching white breath. His right hand seemed to vanish as it instantly pressed down on the iron fan and, propelled by a terrifying immense force, thrust it backward into Douma's chest.
Clang!
The sound of a sword rang out. Kokushibo soared into the air, his Moon Breathing merging with his Blood Demon Art. Just by drawing his sword without striking, a strong sense of sharpness seemed to cut Bai Cangshu's surface from a distance.
But Bai Cangshu paid no mind. He still raised his fist, the ripples surging, preparing to strike down with a punch.
Douma likewise would not fear death. He merely paused briefly because his attack was interrupted by Bai Cangshu. In an instant, countless ice spears fell from above.
Bai Cangshu suddenly turned his fist into a claw, grabbed Douma, effortlessly used the opponent as a weapon, and swung around.
Buzz!
Puff, puff, puff!
Large numbers of ice spears were smashed by Douma's own body and, their momentum unceasing, crashed directly into Kokushibo.
Kokushibo's eyelids lowered. His eyes were calm as his sword momentum erupted.
[Moon Breathing, Fourteenth Form: Catastrophe - Heavenly Full Crescent Moon]!
Kokushibo completely ignored everything else in the basement and unleashed a devastating sword momentum.
Large amounts of crescent-shaped sword light converged into a massive, vortex-like sword momentum, slashing outwards.
Douma, who bore the brunt, was instantly cut into several pieces. But on his face, which was half melted, a smile still lingered. His blood was already flowing everywhere.
This space was about to become a burial ground of potent poison.
His Blood Demon Art was the bane of breathing-style swordsmen!
Bai Cangshu exhaled white turbid air again.
The large amount of air he inhaled from above, he had now exhaled twice. His active time was not fully sufficient.
But...
It's enough!
Bai Cangshu's heart was beating so fast that he could barely hear his own heartbeat.
His blood felt like it was about to burst his blood vessels.
Bai Cangshu's muscles bulged in blocks, swelling to an unbelievable degree.
Large amounts of fresh blood flowed throughout Bai Cangshu's entire body. In Bai Cangshu's pale eyes, everything seemed to slow down, whether it was Douma, who was in mid-air in several pieces but still reaching out, controlling his blood to turn into ice-blue crystals, or Kokushibo, who was continuously swinging [Crying God of Emptiness] with an unending sword momentum.
Every movement was like slow motion in Bai Cangshu's eyes.
Bai Cangshu himself was no exception. He felt as if he were trapped in an invisible mire.
Every action carried a thousand-pound burden.
Not enough, this is still not enough!
Bai Cangshu was completely focused, so much so that he didn't notice that his 'presence,' which was intensely strong in the eyes of others due to his extreme concentration, was slowly disappearing.
Bai Cangshu looked at Kokushibo. The opponent's muscles, blood, and even breathing rhythm all became incredibly clear.
He didn't just start to feel his own blood flow; he also began to grasp Kokushibo's blood flow. That vortex-like complex sword momentum became clear bit by bit in Bai Cangshu's eyes.
Boom!
The next moment, the terrifying sword momentum swept outwards with a roar. This basement, which could have been considered sturdy, collapsed with a crash, and large amounts of dust engulfed everything.
Kokushibo frowned.
The battle aura disappeared...
"Ah!"
A mournful cry appeared.
It's Nakime!
Kokushibo instantly became aware. He subconsciously turned and swung his sword towards Nakime's location. The sword momentum was like a crescent moon.
Puff!
The smoke was instantly cut open by the sword wind, but the revealed scene was Kibutsuji Muzan incorporating Nakime into his own body. Nakime's body had already been mostly devoured.
"Hah~"
Whoosh!
Kokushibo felt as if wind had risen behind him, but he clearly knew that it was just a certain creature exhaling all the turbid air from its lungs.
Bai Cangshu exhaled the last of the turbid air, then took a deep breath, and amidst Douma's cruel smile, inhaled those ice crystals containing Douma's blood along with the air.
Bai Cangshu's height now exceeded two meters. His muscles seemed about to explode, and his veins prominently bulged.
But what caught Kokushibo's attention was that the blisters previously caused by the high temperature on the opponent's body surface, and the wounds cut by his own sword wind, had all completely disappeared.
Circles of ripples emanated from the opponent's fists, like two flowing ribbons.
"Muzan, Douma and Kokushibo want to fight me to the death, but you're secretly trying to escape, aren't you?"
Bai Cangshu joined the fingers of his right hand like a blade. The ripples were disturbed and began to shake violently.
Creak, creak, creak...
Terrifying muscles were compressed inch by inch. Bai Cangshu's heartbeat, which was almost a continuous sound, was clearly audible to the few Ogres.
The next moment, a golden light, like a several-meter-long great spear, suddenly pierced through the entire underground space.
[Sage Art: Great Magic Spear]!
Boom!