'Still not making a move, Muzan?'
Lexon looked back at Muzan, who was staring at him ferociously from the high pavilion, and thought to himself.
'Since you're not going to act, then I'll just slaughter your last two little cubs.'
Lexon took a step forward towards Doma and Kokushibo.
"Cough..."
But the next moment, Lexon suddenly coughed up blood tinged with frost.
He felt a sharp pain from his internal organs.
'Did I inhale Doma's freezing air and ice crystals?'
Lexon instantly understood.
"Moon Breathing, Tenth Form: Piercing Slashes - Waning Moon."
Kokushibo's voice suddenly came.
With extreme force, he sent out two giant, revolving, crescent-moon-wheel-like sword-auras, accompanied by countless crescent moon blades, intending to tear Lexon to pieces.
Lexon raised his Nichirin Sword and forcibly dispersed all the sword-auras.
"Blood Demon Art: Crystalline Divine Child." Doma used his Blood Demon Art to directly create five small ice dolls that looked similar to himself.
These ice dolls could fight independently and could also use Doma's own Blood Demon Arts.
He and the ice dolls distanced themselves from Lexon. It seemed he had already decided to play to his greatest strength, acting as a mage and launching techniques from a distance, letting Kokushibo act as the warrior in direct combat.
Lexon exchanged a few blows with Kokushibo, while Doma continuously fired cheap shots from a distance.
'My stomach really hurts.'
He felt as if his internal organs were constantly being torn apart, and because he was a demon, they were constantly recovering.
'I'll kill Doma first.'
'If I kill him, this will stop.'
"Bang."
The sound of clashing metal rang out. Lexon sent Kokushibo flying with a single slash.
After all, the power within his body after demonization was now much stronger than his marked human state, and Kokushibo at best could only contend with his marked human self.
So a forceful slash was enough to send him flying.
"Blood Demon Art: Cold White Princesses."
Doma seemed to know that Lexon had turned his target to him. He retreated hastily, and his technique activated. His main body and the five ice dolls all condensed two giant, maiden-shaped ice lotuses, for a total of twelve.
"Hoo..."
In an instant, each White Princess ice lotus blew out a large cloud of freezing air. The temperature plummeted, and the clouds of freezing air seemed as if they would freeze this entire space.
But Lexon did not stop his steps in the slightest because of the freezing air's obstruction. With a powerful swing of his Nichirin Sword, he kicked up a fierce wind that created a gap in the freezing air.
Charge, close in.
Doma had been retreating at high speed, but his speed was no match for even a fraction of Lexon's. He was immediately closed in on by him.
"Blood Demon Art: Freezing Fog - Water Lily Bodhisattva!"
Suddenly, the freezing air was dispersed. Six giant ice Bodhisattva statues with their hands clasped together abruptly sat down, heavily surrounding Lexon.
It turned out the freezing air had obscured his vision. The five small ice dolls had already surrounded him.
The next moment, the arms of the six ice Bodhisattva statues opened, and with extreme force and the momentum of a thunderbolt, they slapped down towards Lexon, vowing to crush him into a pulp.
Blood Demon Art: Paralyzing Evil Eyes.
Six sinister eyes suddenly emerged from Lexon's neck, staring intently at Doma and the five ice dolls.
In that instant, Doma and the five ice dolls all lost their ability to move. Their bodies felt as if they had been corroded by a sinister force, unable to budge. Even the palms of the six giant ice Bodhisattvas stopped in mid-air.
'What's going on?'
Doma was a little confused. Then, he saw that crazed and sinister eye and instantly understood.
'Is it because of this? The opponent's Blood Demon Art?'
'Am I going to die?'
Doma watched with wide eyes as the Nichirin Sword pressed against his own neck and slashed through.
Then his vision gradually rose.
He subconsciously tried to regenerate his head but failed.
'Forget it. It doesn't matter. If I'm dead, I'm dead...'
His consciousness gradually faded, and his body and head turned to ash.
All the ice dolls and giant ice Bodhisattvas crumbled and dissipated with Doma's death.
Without obsession, without emotion, he naturally could not break the limits of a demon and died just like that.
The position of the Upper Ranks of the Twelve Kizuki was reduced by one more.
"Moon Breathing, Ninth Form: Waning Moonswaths!"
The moment Lexon cut down and killed Doma, just as he was about to land, multiple intersecting and chaotic blade winds accompanied by countless crescent moon blades came in a surprise attack, sealing off all of Lexon's possible trajectories.
'Looks like I can't dodge this one...'
Lexon realized. 'In that case...'
Suddenly, Lexon took out a pot.
Blood Demon Art: Pot Migration.
His body instantly shrank into the pot.
And so the pot was exposed to all the blade winds and crescent moon blades and was instantly shattered into pieces.
Lexon's figure had vanished.
Kokushibo looked around, puzzled, but ultimately saw no sign of him.
But the next moment, the sound of wind rang out. The wind pressure from a swinging blade came at Kokushibo from behind.
'Behind me?'
Kokushibo was shocked, but by the time he realized it, it was no use. The edge of the Nichirin Sword was already upon him; it was too late to dodge.
"Ahhhhhhhhhh!!"
A roar came from Kokushibo's mouth. Many sharp blades suddenly jutted out from his body.
"Sorry, I anticipated that," Lexon's voice came from a slight distance. It was clear he wasn't very close to Kokushibo.
Kokushibo also felt that the countless blades he had shot out with his Blood Demon Art had not hit flesh.
Lexon was seen standing a dozen meters away from Kokushibo. At his feet lay a small pot. This was one he had thrown very secretively under the cover of his Mist Breathing.
And he had thrown more than just one.
His hands were empty, with only one finger holding a faint, silvery spider thread.
And hanging from that thread was the mottled-colored Nichirin Sword that was currently slashing towards Kokushibo's neck.
This spider silk was a Blood Demon Art he had signed in for from the Lower Rank Five, Rui.
'It's the first time I'm using it...'
Lexon had long known that Kokushibo could grow blades from his body, which was why he hadn't chosen to just go up and slash him directly.
'Goodbye, Mr. Kokushibo.'
As the Nichirin Sword was halfway through severing Kokushibo's neck, Lexon thought silently.
'Let's just see if you can break the limits of a demon and stay alive after being beheaded by a Nichirin Sword.'
Lexon was actually looking forward to seeing such a scene.
But it was clear there was no such chance. The moment before Kokushibo's neck was about to be severed...
"Twang."
The sound of a biwa, which he had not heard for a long time, rang out again.
Kokushibo's figure suddenly vanished. Replacing him was a beautiful woman in a kimono.
Muzan Kibutsuji!
A ferocious smile appeared on his face. Two terrifying arms made of flesh and blood emerged and rushed violently towards Lexon.
A distance of a dozen meters! Not even a second was needed!
But at this moment, Lexon suddenly revealed a smile.
Pitch-black mist, like ink, escaped from the corners of his mouth.
"Mist Breathing..."
This was the first time Lexon had used a breathing technique after his demonization.
Lexon's figure instantly vanished from the spot.
The two giant, fleshy arms slammed violently onto the ground, kicking up a cloud of dust.
A look of shock and horror appeared on Muzan's face.
In his vision, Lexon had suddenly appeared in mid-air, grabbing his Nichirin Sword. The originally mottled and unstable color of the blade had turned to black and white.
"Time to slaughter you," a calm, empty voice reached Muzan's ears.
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